When I woke up, I couldn't understand what was happening. I was in a dimly lit room. I was on the floor, my hands and feet tied with rope. As my consciousness gradually became more conscious, I remembered what had happened up until that point.
There was no doubt that Shiori was behind it. I don't want to doubt him, but he's the one who's holding me captive. This factory is far from my home, and no one knows about it except us. There's no better place to lock me up without anyone noticing.
Just as I was thinking this, the door in the corner creaked open.
"Are you awake, brother? How are you feeling?"
I thought I didn't feel like anything in this situation, but I asked him a question anyway.
"Well, that's OK, but I don't understand how the hell this is happening. What are you planning to do with me? What's your purpose?"
"It's your fault, brother. If you had just accepted me quietly, this wouldn't have happened."
"So."
I replied in a low voice.
"Did you do this?"
Shiori's eyebrows twitched as he looked at me. Judging from his reaction, I didn't think he did it out of hatred. No, it was because I was running around with all these women that he lost his patience, and I couldn't help but feel ashamed.
"I will guarantee your safety, so please do not resist. For the time being, you will need to stay here with me."
The sign spoke calmly, half persuasive, half threatening.
But since it had come to this, there was nothing I could do. I asked the question that was bothering me the most.
"Do they provide food or anything?"
"Of course."
Shiori answered a little eagerly. It wasn't that he was particularly hungry, but going without food was unbearable. Good, it seemed like he didn't have to worry about starving to death in the worst case scenario.
"Where's the bathroom?"
When I asked that,
"toilet?"
Shiori tilted his head and said, "Hmm."
I'll be honest, I'm the type of person who urinates easily. I go about ten times a day. I know that's a lot, but there's no way to hold back a period. But with my hands and feet tied, I can't just go to the toilet whenever I want.
"Do you want to go to the bathroom?"
"Oh, of course. I don't mind now. But if I stay here forever, I might want to do it someday. What should I do about that?"
I explained, trying to reason with him. I do know that what I did was wrong, but that's a different matter. There's no way Shiori would go that far with his only brother.
Or so I thought.
"It's okay, I'll drink it."
"...What, what, what?"
I wanted to praise myself for not saying "Heijokyo is magnificent." In other words, Shiori said that when she needed to relieve herself, she would strip me of my clothes and even take care of my excrement. No way, would I make my sister do something like that, like in an adult video?
"You. Stop talking like an idiot."
When I said that, Shiori objected, seemingly offended.
"I'm being very serious, you know?"
"Drinking other people's pee? If you're serious, you should see a neurosurgeon."
"Everything is normal except for the stuff involving my brother."
Hiroki giggled as he rubbed against my body. Naturally, with my hands and feet in shackles I couldn't move and was at Hiroki's mercy. Hiroki lay on top of me, the soft touch of her body crawling all over my body. Then he blew his breath into my ear.
"Have you done anything like this with Hiiragi-san yet?"
Shiori whispered in my ear in a soft voice that resonated deep in my eardrums. I trembled and all I could do was deny it with a "no."
"I told you it's not that kind of relationship."
"I'm happy. I guess you saved my first experience for me."
I thought that maybe that was something a woman should say, not a man, but I kept it to myself. It's not that I hadn't imagined myself in that kind of relationship with Shiori.
As Shiori groped my entire body, he whispered in my ear.
"Brother, if you listen to what I say, I won't hurt you. Just behave yourself."
First post in three years!