by Reserval » Tue Oct 04, 2011 10:20 pm
Long post: im sixteen years of age and a boy with a bit of a cloud on my head. It came to me, all at once a few months ago that i borderline abused my younger sister, who is three and a half years younger than me. Now, weve always been kind of an isolated family, and ive always been quite impulsive. I have (and have been trying to avoid) a thing for kinky stuff (whips, girls tied up) and so ever since along time ago, about nine years old, i would implement these "games" almost always in the summer. I would make a lasso with a rope and catch my sister, and she laughed and play along. To this day, that was fun, harmless childhood, fun. As i got older i had more access to the internet. I immediatly would take time to look up bondage once in awhile. when i was about twelve i showed my sister a couple pictures when our parents were not around, these were pretty tame; it was a cartoon drawing of a few fictional anime women in skimpy clothing bound and gagged. She didnt have to much an opinion of it at the time, but i would ask to tie her up, she agreed. Then i'd ask her something else; Do you want to be tied up in your bra and underwear. I look back now discusted, especially when i knew at the time she wasnt even wearing bras. She lead out a slightly disgruntled "no!" and that was the end of that, and i am glad now that she refused. Maybe the same summer when the parents were away after that we would play the same game (i was the bandit or whatever) and before id tie her up id ask her to remove her shirt so she wouldnt get "hot". Again, she refused, mildly nonchalantly. I swear one time that i was tied up, while she taunted me, i could tell my sister was turned on by this. Around the same time we would wrestle around once and while, and i pin her, and conviently have both my hands on her breasts. She never commentedAnd it still makes my skin crawl today. When i was thirteen or fourteen we would still take an oportunity to play this; she was almost eager to play this "game" by this time. One time i tied her and then i , turned her on her stomach and spanked her a few times. Right, provacative. Yet around the same time i would try to watch her undress for the shower from a dark room across her bedroom. I could of swore she caught me one time, but she didnt bother to come in, or shout anything so...who knows. During these years my sister never seemed to hold this against me (Although she did contront me about the bra and underwear request about a year after. She said something close to 'i dont know where you get these ideas'." That was at least two years ago ago now. Now we dont even talk. And she constantly verbally abuses my dad, so mcuh that they dont carry on a civil conservation. I suspect this just twelve year old development stages, or that were sort of a weird family anyway, but my anxiety problem points to me. Know one knows about it except my sister but i wonder what she thinks of me now or if she remembers that. I am aware that this is relativily mild compared to other cases on this site and it was a marginalized thing me and my sister did compared with our whole childhood but this eats at me. The sudden realization started just a few months ago. I dont want to be the freakish perverted brother and later on i dont want to be the freakish perverted uncle. Now whenever i see Dateline's to catch a predator it makes my stomach turn, because i believe i am no better that those sickos. Kids at school may make a completely unserious comment to shoot the breeze like 'that jacket makes you look like a pedophile' i laugh on the outside and kick myself on the inside. Since my sister is completely silent towards me nowadays, it would be too awkward making apologies out of nowhere. i just feel like i've tainted my existence, and hers. advice...