Lucy and I were walking back from the school bus and as soon as it was just her and I she became a lot more quiet. Ever since I was put in total charge of her it seemed like she was becoming more and more docile every day which was for the best. For her benefit I never overtly showed my authority while we were in school with the understanding she not put me in a situation where I would have to. As soon as it was just us though and I no longer had to hide it, she never wanted to talk even though I’d made it clear she can still talk to me like a sister as long as it was with respect.

My name is Lacy and Lucy and I are twins. It’s kind of weird having someone around who looks exactly like you at all times. We were both short pale brunettes with petite builds. Our school mates had always found both of us very attractive probably because of our chests, nice C-cups, our round bottoms, our slender legs and our pretty faces. I remember the first time I caught her kissing a boy a few years ago, I felt like I was watching myself kissing him and it kind of turned me on. Before we ended up in this situation I often lived vicariously through her, watching my identical twin as she did stuff I was too prude, scared, or obedient to do.

As you can probably imagine, we looked identical but our personalities had always been completely different. I was always “the good twin” and she had always been a little wild. Still we were very close and always had been at least until our current situation. I tried to be an outlet for her to share her feelings but honestly I think she’s a little afraid of me and scared my reactions to her feelings would lead to some form of punishment. I did really want to listen but I also wanted to put myself in her shoes to imagine her feelings as mine both for her benefit and my own.

Lucy had a real hard time with fact that I was twenty minutes younger than her but could treat her any way I pleased with mom’s blessing. It was her fault though and I tried to help her see the error of her ways. Lucy had totally lost her way since going to high school and with mom away for months at a time she needed strong supervision. She’s already been arrested twice for weed possession and luckily for her the last time she was caught with weed it was by our mom and not the cops. The cops had let her off with a warning the first time but the second time she agreed to probation with a one year suspended sentence so she would be in big trouble if my mom turned her in. My mother hid the evidence away as blackmail for Lucy to follow my every command while mom was gone. I felt like I was controlling myself and while I wanted to help Lucy become a better person it also was... a little exciting.

Still I had to do my best because mom made it clear that Lucy was my responsibility and any trouble she gets into would lead to equal consequences for me. At first Lucy fought everything I tried, but slowly she’s become very well behaved due my strict disciplinary regiment. I remember the first time she tried to call our mom and say I was going way too far. My mom had me escalate my punishment even further just to show her that I was being more lenient then mom would’ve been. After that she never called mom again and followed my commands fully, begrudgingly at first, but now she seemed a lot more receptive.

As for what my first punishment for her was...