A continuation from this prompt....

We'd talked for what seemed like an hour. My brother was so clearly nervous about his hidden desires, his secrets. I wanted to be warm and affectionate, I assured him I didn't think any different about my own sibling. If this makes him happy, who am I, as his own flesh and blood, to disapprove?

Besides, I had some background expertise on the subject of crossdressing and fetish. My senior thesis at college was based on the female role as depicted in pornography. While researching, I obviously came across the fetish of Femdom, and their umbrella kinks of sissification, sissies, chastity, and all that came with it. I admitted to myself that semester that I was attracted to this sort of fetish, but being a busy girl and not having the guts to approach any potential boyfriend or date with my want to feminize them to the high heavens, I just forgot about it.

Until now. Was this my chance? I had to play it cool. So, once the initial set of questions came to an end between my brother and I, I told him about my thesis in college, and either a thumping heart, broached the subject of kink.

"Now, I remember when I was doing this paper a lot of the websites and such focused on giving up total control. Do you also enjoy chastity when you're dressed?"

I asked, blushing wildly. And yet, you not only enjoyed it, but had a number of chastity cages. And that's when we crept down the hall, I watched your ass shake in those heels as we made our way to your walk-in closet. And that's when I saw your collection.

"Holy....."

There was every piece of bondage equipment, gear and toys I could ever hope to own. And here it was, all at my disposal, with someone I could trust infinitely....