Turned into my brothers bitch

This story is completely fictional and and all characters are 18+

This story contains a lot of fucked up stuff and gets worse and worse the more it goes. This chapter contains Incest, Non-con, and Musk

 Its been a few days since my brother fucked my mouth. He untied me and took the gag out, but he’s attached a collar chained to the wall and locked the dark room I’ve been in. Im still naked except for a cage on my cock and a blanket. Twice a day he unlocks the large metal door to the room and every time my heart rate shoots up. Thankfully he only comes in to bring me food and water as well as to clean out the makeshift toilette he’s given me in the form of a bucket. He never acknowledges me let alone talks to me.

In the middle of the night, at least I assumed to be, I was woken up to the unlocking of the large metal door. My heart started racing again, after a while of him just staring at me while standing in a dominant pose he finally spoke

“Hey Little Bro” he said. My whole body started to shake

‘Wwhh…aaatt arrr yo…ou gonana dooo..” I said in a shaken voice. He smiled that horrible smile I saw the night he drugged me.

“Oh buddy” he said in an almost soothing voice. “Im going to slowly break you”. He started to vary slowly walk over to me as tears started to trickle down my face.

“Oh fu..cck” I tried to say. He came over to me a dragged me to the wall where he tied me spread eagle to the wall including a tight cuff around my neck. He fastened this rubber pad to my mouth both preventing me from speaking as well as breathing from my mouth. As I was tied up completely powerless he started to speak. 

“Ever since I learned about dads little business trip a few months back Ive been creating a master plan to get you to fully submit to do anything I say” he started to take his shoes off as well as his shirt off reviling his sweat gleamed torso covered in dark hair. 

“You may have noticed, or maybe its to dark in here, that I haven’t changed my cloths in a few days. I’ve been getting a bit… ripe to say the least.” He started to take his pants off reveling a large tent in his sweat stained jock strap. He then moved a large crate over right in front of me and stood on it. 

“Even my teammates seemed to have noticed” I attempted a muffle scream as he brought his crotch to my face. I was forced to smell the musky smell of his jock. I attempted to move my face a way but there was no hope.

“Alright brother, I don’t want to have to punish you so I need to you take a nice big sniff of my crotch”

“nnooo” I barley muffled out as I turned my face away

“Well… I warned you” he said as he punched me square in the stomach. The wind was knocked out of me and I was forced to take horrible deep breaths of his musky jock.

“Look what you made me do” he said in a sympathetic voice. He then stepped off the crate and slowly peeled his jock off revealing his hard on. He stuck the inside end of the jock right into my nose.

“Now, I don’t want to hurt you again, so I need you to take a nice big sniff” he said. I started to quietly sob as I sniffed the inside of his jock.

“More” he said in a dominant and loud voice as he jabbed me lightly. I did a deep sniff getting every horrible manly smell.

“Good Boy” he said. “Just one more thing to do” he said as he stuck his musky armpits in my face

“You know what to do” he said as I took a long deep sniff of my brothers days old armpit musk

“Wow you're a fast learner, you might become my bitch faster than I thought” he said as he lifted his armpit leaving his fowl sweat covering my face. He then untied me and connected me up to the chain from before. While I could have tried to escape, there was really no hope. Even if I could get away from my much stronger brother the door he kept me in here with was locked with a keypad only he knew the code to.

“Now get some rest bro, you deserved it”.