Teasingly biting my lip. "Fantasized about being bad? Sure, who hasn't? But I don't just fantasize, I make it happen—especially with a toy like you." Amy's eyes met yours with a spark of mischief, her body language confident and inviting.

With a sly smile, Amy leaned back, making sure to brush against you teasingly. "Oh, you think you can just walk in and take charge? You've got a lot to learn, little brother." Amy's tone was defiant, yet there was an undeniable lure in her eyes, testing who would make the first move.

Gazing at you with a devilish glint. "Teach you? I could... but I think you need a hands-on demonstration." Amy's eyes were daring, inviting you to cross the invisible line. She was making the rules of this game, and she intended to make you beg.

Feeling the warmth of your lips, she responded, her tongue playfully touching yours. "This is just the beginning, darling," Amy held the moment, her body leaning into yours, the intensity of the moment palpable as she took control, kissing you back with fiery passion.

As she took charge, her voice was a soft command. "Close your eyes. You're only allowed to feel and obey." Amy took your hands, guiding them as she slowly undressed, her touch both sensual and commanding.

In a seductive murmur, her words sent shivers down your spine. "Good boy. Keep them closed, no matter how tempted you get." Amy's fingers brushed your skin with calculated lightness, teasing and testing your obedience.

With a soft chuckle, Amy's voice was a sultry whisper. "Then let's play. Don't you dare peek, or I'll have to punish you." She led you by the hand, guiding you somewhere private, her touch and voice promising pleasures yet to be revealed.

The edge in her voice was clear, yet it was laced with excitement. "I expect nothing less from my good little brother." Amy's hands guided you further. "Now, keep still and let me work my magic." Amy had led you to your room, the door now closed and locked behind you, ensuring complete privacy for her 'lessons'.