You decided anything that could possibly be worse than licking your brothers armpit was not worth finding out about. You nod your head signalling to you brother that you'll do it.
"Awesome!" he says, sitting next to you and tearing the duct tape of your mouth. Before you can say anything he positions his armpit literally centimetres away from your mouth and orders you to start licking.
He had positioned his arm in such a way that you could still smell his sweaty underarm. You figured that the quicker you got this over and done with the quicker he'd get that thing out of your face. You hesitantly stuck out your tongue and licked through his hariy armpit. The salty taste makes you gag, but Lewis isn't moving his arm until your finished. You lick 4 more times, enduring the taste and smell. You are allowed a few seconds respite as Lewis switches arms and you are once again faced with a sweaty pit. Lewis seems to be enjoying the punishment he is inflicting on you as you, again, lap at his underarm. After the fifth lick, Lewis removes his armpit and retapes over you mouth.
"Thanks. My armpits needed a clean" he mocks, "but now they need drying, hope you don't mind if i use your face". With that he takes the first armpit and begins to grind it across your nose, creating friction and drying his armpit. Unfortunately with your mouth retaped shut, you are forced to smell them again as he rubs the stench in. He does the same with his other arm before finally getting off you.
"I'll keep true to my word. You get a break but only while I make preparations for your next torture".
You breathe a sigh of relief as Lewis leaves the room. About half an hour passes before he comes back.
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