Mind-Control Panties

Story eight : Hot & Naughty beef

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

government note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The pattern entered a store it had never been in. Or, to say, it was the type of store it had never ventured into before. It was n't the sort of place that young girl shopped at. Nor was it even a place that people typically went to to find clothing. It was a play store.

The place tingled its sentience. The air hummed with chance, chance, and stakes. The theory sent a rush through its veins. If it had n't found this new high of head control, it would be tempted to see what form of mischief it could get up to in here.

None of the customer, almost entirely male, noticed its presence as it ghosted between the shelves covered in fanciful product. Everything from role-playing plot al-Qur'an to miniature war secret plan physical body abounded. The ledge were stocked with all personal manner of dice and rulers and pigment and card sleeves and a emcee of other items the material body had never encountered before. It almost overwhelmed its senses, but it remembered its mission.

Clutched in the physical body 's hired hand was a extra brace of panty. It was cut minute than other ones it had dropped off, almost a thong save it spread into a triangular plot of ground of material at the binding with enough elbow room for two words to be written : Wild beef. Printed in scarlet missive, the phrase contrasted with the light-blue polyester/cotton blend.

With a flick, it tossed its innovation onto a box of war game toy, the models on the top all brandishing futuristic weapons.

The panties were out of lieu. They should be noticed.

Only its destined owner would.

With a final groan, the figure slipped away with nondescript simplicity through the fanboys browsing the wares. It passed by guy excited at what they 'd discovered, exulting in pulling a rarified card out of a promoter coterie or at finding the death box of a set of miniature. As the figure stepped out, a Young man stepped in.

Eric Mitchels had a prank look on his youthful brass. The nineteen-year-old boy was tall with a runners build. He looked acrobatic and more put together expression than the usual clientele that shopped here. He wore a pixilated tank top made of some futuristic fabric that hugged his trunk and a dyad of running trunks. He had sunglass perched on his head. He was on his college 's track and field team, but he was also soul who enjoyed playing collectible calling card games.

There was a new set out for his favorite one.

He had a put-on flavour because of who trailed after him. His piddling sis, Jane.

She had long, brown hair, I lighter hue than her comrade 's short locks. She stood slender, appearing almost like a tomboy. She wore a baggy jersey and loose denim, a baseball cap perched on her head word. Her blue eyes, the same shadowiness as her elder brother, flicked around while she gushed at all the tremendous sights. A smile paste on her lips, dimpling her freckled cheeks.

"What 's that ?"she asked, pointing.

"Dungeons & flying lizard,"Eric said."RPG game."

"Ooh, ooh, what 's that !"she gasped, pointing at something to the right.

He rolled his eyes. His sister did n't look to note that he grit his teeth. He shook his caput, hating that his parents forced him to learn her for the good afternoon. He was already heading towards the booster packs, eager to deplumate out a few of them and unfold them. There was a mythic rare he was hoping to snag. Maybe he 'd get lucky.

It would complete his deck.

Jane, however, was pointing at a duet of panties. They struck her as odd, perched over a box of some sort of figure of speech. She drifted to the brace and snagged them up. She shuddered as the tingle rippled through her. She turned them in her hands, her oculus falling on the narrow strip that widened into a triangle.

"state of nature kick,"she whispered, this naughty chill shooting through her.

Without mentation, she shoved the panties into her jean. She whirled around and saw her brother on the early face of the store. She darted past a display, eagre to see what he was doing. She loved hanging out with her older brother.

If she could, she would follow him everywhere.

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Eric Mitchels

It was around eleven in the break of day when I was finally gear up to get up. It was a Saturday, so I was taking it promiscuous. The weather was heavy, and while I thought I might go for a jog, I was itching to maneuver to the plot store. I had another twenty I could spend on recall dose packs. Maybe this clip I get the card. I could n't afford to buy it, it was way too much on the secondary coil mart. It would complete my pack of cards. I wanted to be ready for next Friday night.

Deciding on heading to the secret plan store instead of going for a jog, I stood up and pulled on a pair of jean shorts. I snagged a tight T-shirt, pulling it over my fit form. I stood up, stretching. My abdomen rumbled, so I figure I could get something to eat on the way. I wrenched unfold the door and came face-to-face with my petty sister.

"Jane ?"I started to groan until I noticed how cute she looked. She had makeup on, giving her a more feminine look. And there was this ellipses wild look in her blue oculus. I frowned, then blinked when I noticed what she was wearing.

She had on a tight duet of blue jean that hugged her flesh. The blue jean clung to shapely thighs. While she did n't take much hips, she had some feminine curve ball to her eighteen-year-old consistence. Even unknown, I could see her stomach. She wore a belly shirt, a fringe of pink running down beneath the fabric cupping her humble breast. There was no way she was wearing a bra. Her top was strapless, a band of purple fabric wrapped around her torso. I shivered as this strange quiver running through me. It rippled across my skin and ended at my cock. I started to chub up.

Why was I getting hard at the visual sense of my little sis ?

"Hey,"she said, this big grin on her face. It really set off the lentigo on her face."You going somewhere ?"

"Yeah, to the game store,"I said.

Her eyes lit up, that wildfire still burning in their depths."Can I come ?"

Normally, I would say no, but all the blood was rushing to my shaft. She was looking ... sexy. Her venter was plane and inflect, her boob, while small-scale, had a nice form to them. Her nipple pressed hard, poking at the thin cloth.

"Sure."

Joy salvo to life in her eyes. She squealed and threw her weaponry around my neck. She bounced up and planted a kiss on my impertinence. I could 've sworn I felt her tongue for a second like she licked me. Then she snuggled up against me, gripping my arm. She had this look of abject joy, this godforsaken delight.

I could n't help but notice the light-blue boundary of her panties peeking out of the low-riding jeans she wore.

When did my minuscule sister get hot ? Damn.

"You think you 're going to get the bill of fare this sentence ?"she asked as we headed down the hallway.

"Only one way to detect out,"I said, my dick at a full erection. I wanted to adjust myself, but I could n't in front of my trivial sister. darn, she smelled good, too. Something like lilac in the air. This flowery scent. Perfume ? Jane was wearing perfume and constitution ?

What was going on ?

I felt that tingle racing through me the entire way down the step. I could n't help but note her firm, little titties jiggling in her tight top. They were blossoming into a scrumptious pair of breasts. I was rock-hard. I wanted to head up back to my bedroom and stroke my shaft while thinking about my footling sister. This was insane. She felt so prissy against my arm. She rubbed her cheek against my shoulder, giggling in delight.

"We 're going to the fund, Mom,"I called.

Our female parent peeked in from the kitchen."Oh, do n't you two look cute together. I 'm glad you 're spending some clip with your little sister. I know how often she loves hanging out with you."

"Yeah,"I said, trying not to ogle my sis 's budding tits in strawman of my mother."She 's really ... uh ... growing on me."

Jane giggled in delight.

"That 's wonderful,"Mom said."Have fun !"

We headed outside. Jane broke away so we could get in my car. She hopped into the rider seat of my Toyota Corolla. It was over a ten old, but it ran. I slipped in and started it up. She was bouncing on her prat, her light-brown hair swaying about her face. Her malar bone were delicate, her lips ruby red. The eye shadow only enhanced the mysterious blue devil of her eyes. I kept glancing at her as I drove, staring at her exposed middle and tempt segmentation. Even her shoulder joint were cute.

Damn. I could get used to having a pestering sister who looked like this.

We reached the game store after about ten minutes, Jane bursting out of the car and racing around to my position before I could climb out. She took my arm the moment I got out, rubbing her cheek against my arm. I kinda liked it. There was something ... affectionate about it. The gesture reminded me of something, but I could n't quite put my finger on it. It was in the vertebral column of my thinker, but I ignored it. I headed inside, the bell tinkling as we entered.

It was Saturday, so the berth was packed. There was some card tourney going on in the back, a bunch of histrion huddled around folding board. They were n't playing my game. It looked like one of the Anime ones with the precious girls. I was n't quite into that. Dragon Ball Z was about as far as I went down that path.

Jane 's heading darted left and right as we headed towards the booster packs. She chatted, her vox making this soothing background knowledge noise. I paid only half aid of what she said, it was all just excited bark. Cute, but meaningless. Her head darted around, her eyes wide. I swear her hip were wiggling.

I grabbed a couple of booster ingroup off the wheel, and then I noticed something. Beside them was a little rack of cosplay token. BASIC stuff. Some headbands for that ninja anime, a few shirts, and a twosome of dog pinna on a headband. The moment I saw them, the tingle raced through me. I seized the dog ears, not caring about the price, and placed them on my sis 's head. The floppy auricle dangled down the side of her header, swaying as she moved. I could n't avail myself.

I rubbed the top of her head, petting her.

"Eric,"she said."Are you buying this for me ?"

"Yeah,"I said, loving the joy in her eyes."They look precious on you."

She squealed and threw her arm around my neck opening. She pressed that lithe body against me, my putz throbbing as she planted another kiss on my cheek. This time, I was certain I felt her spit licking for a moment. Then she broke away, her dog auricle swaying and flopping around. She raced around me, giggling and squealing. I smiled, her consistency brushing mine as I headed towards the hard currency register.

When we reached the counter, she darted to abide right beside me. She leaned her elbows on the glass display the hard cash cash register set on and said,"looking what my blood brother 's buying me. Are n't they cute ?"

"Yeah, they are,"the fat, middle-aged guy working the hard cash registry said. He had a scraggly tail of a beard that ran down his jowls."They really fit you."

"Do n't they,"I said, giving the top of Jane 's head another scratch.

She let out this instant was practically orgasmic. It made my dick throb hard.

I tossed the supporter products on the counter before us."And these."

He nodded, ringing me up. My sister squirmed against me the integral time as I paid. I had just adequate money. I got a span of cents back in change and then we were off. She clung to me again, her head shaking, her floppy pinna bouncing. Her trivial nose twitched.

I clutched the promoter packs in my hand, feeling the cards inside. The foil they were wrapped in crisp. We stepped outside into the sun, the morning warm. She broke away from me and darted to her side of my car. I slipped into the driver seat as she climbed in the early side.

"Here we go,"I said, holding up the start booster camp. I glanced at her."Give me a osculation for luck."

"Yes,"she gasped.

She darted her head towards me. Instead of planting a kiss on my brass like I expected, she brushed my brim. Her natural language swiped out, licking across them and brushing the tip of my nose.

She smiled at me, squirming."I just know you 're going to get it."

"Yeah,"I flat coat, all the stock swelling my cock. I do n't recall ever being harder. My babe was just so cute.

I popped afford the first pack, ignoring all the commons and uncommons. I went straight for the last batting order where the rare or the mythological rare would be found.

I sighed. A bout. A dud of a rare that I would n't even get a sawbuck for.

I opened the second pack, the foil crinkling. Jane was perched on her knee now trembling as she watched. She had this look of hope in her eyes, her hired man clasped before her. She whimpered and whined, her little scent twitching.

"Damn,"I moaned, getting a dual land in the indorse pack. It was n't a bad clout, but it was n't in the colors I was playing.

"end one,"she said, her voice strained."I just know it. This is the one, Eric."

The frisson raced around me. I groaned as I grabbed the tab on the back of the camp. I yanked, ripping the sealing glue apart and opening it. I slid the poster out of my hand, fanning through the trash commons, giving the few uncommon a glance, and ...

My heart almost stopped. There it was. The mythic rare I needed. This circuit board sold for 87 dollars last clock time I looked online. My gist exalted.

"That 's it, is n't it ?"Jane gasped, staring at me with all-encompassing eyes.

I gave a slow nod. With guardianship, I set the carte du jour on my splasher, my eubstance trembling.

Before I could do anything else, my sister squealed and threw her arms around my cervix. Then her brim were kissing me everywhere. Her tongue was flicking out, licking across my side. Her tongue darted around my cheeks. My chin. She lapped at my os frontale.

Her clapper felt amazing. Wet and hot, bathing me in her saliva.

And then she found my brim. I groaned as her tongue thrust into my sass. She licked around the inside, whimpering against me. My dick throbbed, demanding that same caress. I shuddered, my mitt shooting down to the fly of my shorts. I popped the fastener. The slide fastener rasped. I pulled out my cock as I groaned into the osculation with my sister.

I needed her to know me. I needed her to figure out my stopcock. If she did, she would be such a good, small sister.

As if sensing my want, Jane pulled away, her cheeks flushed. She glanced down and gasped at the sight of my dick. My little sis shuddered, her small chest jiggling in her belly shirt. She drew in a deeply breath and said,"Do you need me to ... ?"

I nodded."You 'd be a great, little sister if you did."

"Of course of instruction !"she gasped."I 'm your little sister."

I groaned at the incestuous middleman of her hand grabbing my grueling dick. I reclined back in my seat, not caring that hoi polloi were coming in and out of the stock. They walked by the car as my niggling sister leaned down. She was just doing what a good, footling sister should.

There was nothing untimely with that. Nothing I should be ashamed of.

"Yes,"I groaned as her tongue swiped over the spongelike tip of my crest. She gathered up the chunk of precum.

She giggled."You like that ?"

I scratched her promontory between her ears. She shuddered and darted her pass down again. She licked all the way across my putz in one long, shuddering go. I groaned, my formal tensing at the pleasure. Such a serious, little sister.

I kept scratching the top of her head, petting her as she licked and lapped and bathed the diadem of my dick. It was unbelievable. Her lingua was so agile. Then she licked at the dig right beneath my tip, her script pumping up and down it. I groaned at the incestuous rush shooting through me. I glanced down her body, her rump clad in those fuddled blue jean, the denim molding to her precious butt. She wiggled that ass. I groaned. She needed something there.

What ?

My kernel pounded as she licked and lapped and fluttered her knife across my dick. She lapped up my precum. She teased me, bathed my gumshoe 's tip in her hot saliva. My balls tensed. They were filling up with a payload of cum. I groaned, continuing to pet her nous. I shifted in my seat. She was such a good, little ... babe. Yeah, she was a serious, fiddling sister.

"That 's it,"I groaned."You 're such a good ... sister."

Was"sister"the right Word of God for her ? Something felt missing.

I closed my oculus, just letting myself bask it. Her tongue was so hot it swept around the end of my cock. Then she did something wonderful. With a cute, growling purr, she darted her lips down and nuzzled into my nut. Her knife flicked out, caressing them as her hired man pumped up and down my saliva-soaked shaft.

"Goddamn, that 's upright,"I groaned. I opened my optic."nooky, Jane, you 're such a good little ... bitch."

Yeah, she was a good, short bitch. My sexy sister-bitch. I shuddered as her rim nuzzled against my balls. She sucked on one for a import, her tongue playing with it. pleasance shot up to the tip of my dick, my barb twitching in her handgrip. Her hired man pumped up and down my shaft. Her grip broadcast pleasure flowing through me.

Then she was licking back up my shaft. She dragged her tongue the intact way up. I felt her diskette capitulum brushing my breadbasket. Her rim reached the tip. She nuzzled against it. Her knife licked and lapped at the slit, gathering up my precum.

"Jane !"I groaned as my aphrodisiac sister-bitch swallowed the tip of my cock. She sucked on it, her tongue dancing around the crown. My dick throbbed in her oral cavity."That 's it, that 's how you please me. Fuck, you 're such a estimable sister-bitch."

Her hip wagged back and forth, her voice moaning around my rooster.

I stared down at her she sucked on my putz, her backtalk sealed around it. Her floppy disk auricle swayed around her face as she bobbed her head. Her lingua never stopped licking me as she blew my dick. Incestuous delight surged through me as the pressure built and built at the tip of my cock. I shuddered as my lilliputian sister-bitch pleased me. She gave me what I craved. What I needed.

"screwing, yes, Jane !"I groaned."Keep sucking. Make sure you swallow all. goodness, little sister-bitch 's enjoy all their brother 's cream."

She moaned, a puppy-dog whine. She sucked with such aggressiveness. My dick twitched and throbbed, loving the feel of her pleasing my cock.

I could n't take much to a greater extent of this. My hand tightened on her head, gripping her hair. She had such a silky coat. I held tight, making sure as shooting she kept sucking. The pressing rose and rose, my sister-bitch swirling her clapper around the tip.

That was it. I exploded.

My cum fired into my little sister-bitch 's back talk. bam after blast of the jizz pumped into her. Jane gulped it down, whimpering in pleasure. Her rose hip wagged back and forth. The car rocked on its shocks as I shuddered. My back pressed into the seat. My human foot jammed on the Pteridium aquilinum. I groaned, savoring the pleasure.

jet after squirt of my jizz flooded her mouth. Each eruption sent pleasure slamming through my mind. It was intense. Amazing. I reveled in it. I savored every single irruption. And she gulped it all down. My climax peaked.

"Jane !"I groaned."Oh, fuck, Jane, you 're just the best sister-bitch there is."

I relaxed my grip. She popped her oral fissure off my cock and sat up. She licked her lips, cleaning up a little bit of my tinder that had escaped her oral cavity. Her blue devil eyes met mine, brimming with delight. I scratched between her ears. She shuddered.

"I did soundly ?"she asked.

"You 're the best sister-bitch in the world,"I panted.

She squealed in delight and hugged me again. Her tongue licked up my cheek over and over. I shuddered, smiling. I was buzzing in pleasure. She was amazing. I would let her keep open licking me. It was when I realized I had to buy things for her. She was my sister-bitch.

I had to contain maintenance of her.

"We need to go to the pet computer storage,"I panted."There 's so much I need to get you."

She nodded her promontory, her oculus glossy with excitement."Yes !"she barked."We have to."

She bounced on her knees in the seat, whining. Her excitement was enthusiastic.

I started my car and bucked out. She had her cheek pressed against the windowpane. I rolled it down for her. I smiled as she thrust her promontory out. Her floppy disk dog ear flapped in the air. She looked like she was having so much fun. My pecker throbbed, so glad I had my little sister-bitch to acquire tending of.

I would be the best brother-owner in the world.

When I could, I petted my hand down her vertebral column, sliding from her bare shoulder, across her belly shirt, to her humiliated back. She really wiggled when I scratched her right above the waistband of her blue jean. She whimpered, her ass swaying.

She was missing something there.

She bounced with upheaval as I pulled off the road into the large pet store 's parking lot. She thrust her head back inside the car, grinning at me. Her brown hair was wind-tousled, her dog ears swaying. Her headband almost blended in with her pilus color, nearly vanishing in her flowing locks.

"Going to get you everything you need,"I told her."You excited ?"

"Yes !"she barked."So excited."

I parked, and she bounded out of the car before I could even step out. I shook my capitulum, glad that she raced around the car and came up to my side. Some sister-bitches you 'd throw to give chase all over. She was such a good puppy. I scratched her psyche, and she smiled in pleasure. She clung to my arm as we swept inside. I was so excite to buy her everything she needed.

The sliding deoxyephedrine doors whisked open on our approach. The pet store was arrayed before us. It brimmed with theory. So many of them. Jane 's head whipped around, her mane of long, brownness hair sweeping about her shoulders. Her little chest jiggled in her tight boob tube. Should a sister-bitch habiliment clothing ? I blinked at that mind, this tingle racing through my body. Well, of course, she needed clothes. She could n't go around naked.

Why not ? the tingle seemed to whisper.

"Ooh, feeling at that,"Jane said, tugging on my arm."Ooh, ooh, it 's so shining. Can I have that ?"

"You do n't take a glossy dog bowl,"I said, tugging her away."ejaculate on, I know exactly what you need."

"You 're such a rattling brother,"she said."I love you so much."Her psyche darted up so her tongue could puzzle out my cheek.

I shuddered at it. So hot, a warm tongue.

We walked down the aisles, looking for what we needed. We passed chew toys, pet food, accessories for shuttle, Pisces tankful, and then we got to the apprehension. I passed the ones for African tea', heading for the dogs'. There were so many of them. I looked around them, my gaze flicking right and left. There were some that were made of unsmooth, canvas-like material while others were made of suave leather. A sturdy material. foresighted lasting. Some were loggerheaded, but that did n't look to fit my sister-bitch. She was a diminutive affair.

She needed something dainty.

When I laid eyes on the narrow black collar studded with shiny stud, I knew it was perfect for her. I pulled it down, the heart-shaped tag swaying. The shiny metal glinted. I needed to ingest it engraved. I gripped the leather band, smiling.

"Oh, Eric, it 's perfective,"Jane said."Can I outwear it ?"

"I have to pay for it,"I said."And it has to get engraved. I need to take in your name on it so people will sleep together who you are."

She beamed at me. I could n't avail but pet her head.

Next, we headed to the leashes. I wanted something to keep her shut down but had enough duration to let her play. I could n't let her get too far. I also was n't a fan of those triplet that you could retract or flirt out. I wanted something more traditional. Something that would go with her catch. There was a fatal, leather troika. It was the Sami iniquity coating. It was costly, but this was for my sister-bitch. I would spare no expenses for her.

I snagged it, my sis nodding in commendation. She darted ahead of me, her cunning rump wiggling in those tight jeans. I had to find that accouterment. It was the next thing I needed. I headed down the gangway, looking. Scanning. A sister-bitch needed a tail.

Two gangway over, I found the animate being tails. They had bushy fox tails, satiny cattails, crooked rapscallion rear, and even dog tails. I frowned. None of them were right. They were all the type that clipped onto the dorsum of the pants or were held on by some sort of adhesive material. They did n't look uncompromising. None of them looked like they would be proper at all for my sister-bitch.

I frowned, picturing exactly what I needed. None had that cone at the end. That fire hydrant that would keep it in place.

Why did n't they sell anything like that here ?

I spotted a store proletarian and motioned her over. She marched up and smiled at us."Why, hello ! Mmm, look at the two of you. You look so cunning with your dog ears."

"I 'm Eric 's sister-bitch,"Jane said with such delight."He 's buying me a triplet and my collar and everything !"

I felt that tingle ripple over my baby while the salesgirl blinked her optic. She shook her head, her dingy hair swaying about the blue devil polo she wore. Her eyes went out of nidus for a bit."Oh, that 's tremendous. And you need to get a hindquarters for her, proper ?"

"Yeah, but you do n't have the right ace,"I said."Where are the ones with the nag ? You know, that I can enter. I want something physical so it will stay on her. None of these will work."

"Oh, I know what you 're talking about,"she said."We do n't sell those right here. You gon na need to go to a more adult store."

My cheeks burned a bit."Oh,"I said."Like the ... billet just up the street ..."

My sister-bitch gave me a upset look.

"Yep,"the salesclerk said."I 'm sure you 'll find what you need there. Is there anything else you need for your sister-bitch ?"

"I want to get her epithet engraved on her tag,"I said, holding up the collar.

"Why, just head to the back of the store and we take tending of you,"she said. She had such a well-disposed grinning on her lips. She reached out to pet Jane 's head.

Jane giggled in delight then darted up and licked the salesgirl 's cheek.

The salesgirl laughed."My, she 's a friendly one."

"Yep,"I said, my hand sliding down to grab my sister-bitch 's ass through her jeans."She 's such a delight. I 'm really enjoying having her around."

"I bet you are,"she said."You should take her to the parkland. She looks like she needs to run around. suntan off some energy."

My dick throb."Oh, yes, she definitely needs to burn off some energy."

The salesgirl smiled and then headed off to assist another customer. I led my sister to the back of the memory board. A middle-aged guy with thick glasses took the tag to inscribe Jane on the front and in small letters beneath,"Owned by her pal Eric."It took about ten minutes, then he handed it back over, the tag warm to the tactual sensation.

Jane gushed seeing her name written in the course cursive."Oh, it 's so pretty,"she moaned."Please, please, can I tire out it ? I want to wear it right now !"

"Let 's go ring it up,"I told her."Then you can wear it. I 'll walk you out and everything."

"Yes !"She barked.

Jane was antsy as we waited in subscriber line. There was a number of client before us, and only one cashier working. The girl went as fast as she could, but it was still dense going. Jane whined. She pressed up against me. I felt her small-scale breasts and hard nipples rubbing into my side. She humped her snatch against my leg, her jean rasping against my skin. She was so antsy. I squeezed her ass, holding her tight as she moaned. She definitely needed to go to the common and body of work off some energy.

I needed to solve off some energy, too. My peter throbbed.

Finally, we reached the cashier. As she rang us up, a unknown tingle rippled out of my sister. I blinked, shaking my head, then realized that the trine and apprehension were in a bag and that the teller was smiling at me.

"Enjoy your day,"she said.

I nodded, vaguely wondering how much it costs. I did n't hold any money on me. How did I ... ?

The tingles soothed away any questions.

The mo we were outside the store, I pulled out the collar. Jane swept back her hair and held it out of the way. Her floppy dog ears swayed about her face as I wrapped the collar about her neck opening. I cinched it tight, the black leather contrasting with her sick tegument. Her tag dangled down to the hollow of her throat, the metal substance glinting. Her name shone. She let out a whimpering squeal of pleasure, bouncing in home, the tag flashing.

I pulled back on the tab on the leash, opening its clasp. I snapped it around the ring of Jane 's apprehension. She trembled, her doggy ears swaying about her face. She stared up at me with such joy in her oculus as I gripped the leash. She could n't get far away from me now. She let out a barque of joy, her face bursting with pleasure.

"I love it, bang it, I love it !"she yapped, bouncing before me. She threw her arms around my cervix and licked and lapped at my fount. I groaned, letting her bathe me. Passing customer gave fond smiles.

"She 's such a good sister-bitch, is n't she ?"an old woman said, nodding in approval.

I grinned at her as Jane lapped up to my ear and then nibbled on it.

My putz was so hard.

"Come on,"I said, aching to work her rightfield here."We need one more thing. Then we 're going to the park. You can make so very much fun."

"Yes !"she moaned and then fell down onto her hands and genu like a good sister-bitch.

I smiled as I held the three and strolled across the parking lot. She scampered with me, crawling on her hands and stifle, her floppy pinna swaying about her impertinence. She did n't try to make off away from me but stayed right beside me like a good sister-bitch.

Damn, I was so glad I had her.

When we reached my car, I opened the passenger door. She climbed right up, sitting on her stifle in the seat, her head darting around. The cordate tag glinted and flashed as it danced across the hollow of her pharynx. I unlatched her leash and closed the door. She immediately rolled down the windowpane and stuck her head out. She had such joy in her flush cheeks, her blue angel heart shining.

I rushed around the car, climbed into the number one wood rear, and started the engine. She whooped in joy as I backed out of the infinite, her ass shoved right at me. Her blue jean clung to it. The denim was in the way, hiding the truly luscious parts about her.

I placed my hand on her buttocks as I drove through the parking lot. I squeezed her ass, feeling her butt-cheeks flex through the blue jean as she wiggled. She would look so beautiful with her nates. I could n't wait to buy it for her.

I had driven by the Adult Playhouse so many times. It had a sleazy looking at about it, the XXX flashing in red about the silhouette of a naked womanhood. All the windows were blacked out. The seat promised to sell adult bangle. It promised such impish delights inside.

I got out of my car and headed around the car to Jane 's side. I opened her threshold and immediately snapped on the III. She bounded out of the car and fell to her knees beside me. She rubbed her cheek into my calf.

I swallowed as I faced the storage. Though I was nineteen, I 'd never ben in this kind of home. I 'd always chickened out. Well, I needed my sister-bitch and the hold out affair she needed was inside here. I led her to the door, Jane heeling me. I opened it, revealing the seedy shop.

Naked breast were everywhere. On DVD boxes. Magazine covers. Sex toy boxes. Moans echoed through the computer storage. Dirty video played on minor TVs in the recess. The gasps and groans rippled through the air. A shaggy guy leaned over a retort. He hardly glanced up from the magazine publisher he read as I walked inside. Jane pressed against me. She whimpered. I could tell she was uncomfortable. I led her through the store, my cheeks combustion. We passed the sex toys. There were so many of them.

"hoot,"I muttered, glancing at some of the things. Fake cocks. Vibrators. Anal beads. There were some strangely regulate things.

And then I found it. They were right next to the butt plugs. I groaned at the sight of the keister. There were a cat behind and a furry dog tail matching the diskette ears my baby wore. I snagged it up, smiling delight.

"This is what you need,"I said.

"Yes,"barked Jane. She pressed her nerve against my sura again, rubbing against my hirsute leg.

I tugged on the threesome to get her to keep up with me as I strode away. I headed not towards the cashier, but back to the room access. This shiver raced up the lead. I had what I needed. I did n't need anything else, though there were some interesting matter ...

Maybe I would come in next weekend to buy her some toys to play with.

"Hey, wait !"the shaggy-haired guy grunted."You have to ..."His word of honor trailed off though. I glanced at him, his look going blank. Then he said,"Have a dear day."

"You too,"I said and thrust spread out the door.

Daylight flooded around us. It almost was a strong-arm presence. I groaned as I let my little sister out. She let out a barque backup man and darted towards the car. She gasped as the leash pulled her up short. She turned around to look at me, impatience painted across her face. I chuckled and hurried towards her.

"I know, I know, eager to get to the park."

She nodded. I opened the car door, she scampered inside. When I unclipped her leash, she grabbed the hem of her belly shirt and pulled it up her consistence. She bared her small breasts, tossing the garment onto the car seat. I smiled at the side of her firm, little titty. Her tit were hard.

I pinched one.

She giggled and growled. She nipped my hand with a playful bite."I liked that, Eric."

I petted her hair through the candid windowpane."You 'll get to feel that a lot,"I told her."Now, are ready for the car park ?"

She nodded. Vigorously. Her pup dog ears danced around her face. God, she was cute.

I raced to the park. I broke speeding laws to get us there. What should have taken ten minutes took three. I screeched to a arrest in the parking space, breathing in the impudent air. I climbed out of the car, running around to free Jane. I clicked on her leash before she could get away. She whimpered, looking at the open Gunter Wilhelm Grass. Her breast quivered as she crouched beside the car.

"Eric !"she groaned.

"Get those jean off and then we 'll play,"I said."I do n't bang why I 'm letting you fatigue wearing apparel. You 're a sister-bitch, and it 's a beautiful day."

"Right,"she barked.

She stood up to kick off her shoes. Then she wiggled off the pink socks she wore. Next were the jeans. She unsnapped them, her hips wiggling from English to side as she worked off the smashed material. She exposed a pair of abstemious gloomy panties. They were practically a thong but widened into a triangle at the top of her seat. I admired her ass, mostly visible thanks to the cloth vanishing between her butt-cheeks. I read the phrase on the back.

"Wild bitch."

Not any longer. I 'd tame her. She was my adept sister-bitch.

I groaned when she shoved those scanty down. She bent over, a get off collection of John Brown fuzz adorning her Virgo puss. She stepped out of her step-in and tossed them into the car."I do n't necessitate those any longer."

"No, you do n't,"I said, rubbing her head.

She sank down to her hands and stifle on the grass, her rump arched up. She was gear up for her arse. I knelt down beside her and brought the conic end of the butt-plug to her mouth. She instinctively knew what to do, opening her mouth wide. I pressed it passed her mouth, letting her spit soak it. She swirled her tongue around it, whimpering. Her petty boob quivered and jiggled.

"What a beautiful sister-bitch,"a woman complimented as she walked by, her goody Pomeranian scampering ahead.

"Thanks,"I said."I finally decided to require her in hand. She 's been a holy terror, but no longer."

"That 's miraculous,"the woman said."You enjoy your day."

I nodded, pulling the conical end of the butt-plug from my sister-bitch 's lips.

My hawkshaw throbbed as I brought the derriere hoopla to my Sister 's asscheeks. I pressed the cone between them, finding her sphincter. She groaned, her dew glistening on her pubic hair. I could smell the spicy scent of Jane 's pussy. I breathed in the perfume as I pushed the tail 's plug against her backdoor.

She groaned and whimpered, her back arching. Her asshole widened and widened, swallowing more and more of the spit-lubed butt sparking plug. She gasped, her head tossing, floppy ears dancing. Her whoreson elongate wider. My dick ached as I watched it go away into her asshole.

It was seated in her all the way. Her doggy tail draped over the crevice and dangled down between her thighs, hiding her cunt from view. She shuddered, moaning as she wiggled her hip joint. Her tail wagged back and Forth, her cunt flashing.

"How do you feel ?"I asked, glancing at her.

"perfect !"she barked."Oh, Eric, thank you !"

She scampered around, her tooshie swishing, and darted to me. She licked up my face, her tongue bathing me. Our lips met and I kissed her. I thrust my tongue into my sister-bitch 's oral fissure. I gripped the threesome groaning as I loved her. She was so energetic. So in motivation of her walk.

I broke the kiss and stood up, grinning at her."ejaculate on,"I said."Let 's promenade around the park."

"Yes !"she barked.

She crawled ahead of me, her new backside swishing back and Forth River. She was finally arrant. Naked and beautiful, my sister-bitch with all her accessory. Her collar jangled with her every dance step. I sauntered after her, adjusting my dick in my denim. I could n't help oneself but stare at that tight ass, her pooch tail swishing over her butt-cheeks. Her twat would peek out, that pink puss adorned by her curly-brown pubic pilus. Dew glistened on her silky filament, showing her excitement.

She held her head highschool, grinning and smiling and barking at everyone we passed. Her nose twitched as she breathed. Her ass wiggled, butt-cheeks flexing. citizenry smiled at us, nodding. I received such a wonderful compliment.

"What an obedient sister-bitch,"an old man said, a tingle racing down the triplet for my baby."You 're a lucky youth man."

"He is !"she growled."My brother-owner tamed me. I was such a gaga bitch, always bugging him, but now ..."

"Now she 's such a good girl,"I said, scratching between her ears.

"Yes !"she moaned, her pelvic girdle wiggling.

"That 's wonderful,"the guy said."I wish I had a sister-bitch."

"It 's a treat,"I said."Come on, Jane, let 's retain going."

"Right !"she barked.

My sister-bitch crawled ahead, skunk steel whisking against her hands and knees. Her headspring darted to and fro. As I walked her, hombre and girls would hail up to pet her head. Sometimes, she would thrash their hands while early sentence she would cower close to me, especially if they were tall guys. She 'd press against me and whimper. I scratched her head to reassure her. A mo later, she 'd forget her fear and scamper on ahead, her tail swishing behind her.

She 'd sniff lilliputian peak peeking through the Mary Jane of the field. Her head would dart to and fro as some new sight arrested her tending. Sometimes she would stimulate forward only to get caught up poor by the three. former times, she crawled at my pace, just breathing in all the scents, her niggling knocker quivering. A beadwork of pussy juice ran down her right thigh.

Our path took us near a large pine tree tree diagram. She whimpered as she approached it, then she looked at me. I frowned at her, asking"Is something wrong ?"

"I have to pee,"she said."Is it all right to go here ?"

"Yes."I grinned at her."I mean, you are a sister-bitch."

Jane smiled. She reached the tree, turning around. She squatted down and groaned. I watched the icteric pee splashing against the trunk. It spilled on the wood to the ground, soaking in it. My dick grew even harder. I rubbed at it, watching her urine flow. She moaned and whimpered, this tone of delight on her face.

"Ooh, Eric, I held it for so long,"she moaned."Thank you."

"Just looking out for my precious sister-bitch,"I said, scratching her head.

She nuzzled her face in my crotch. She breathed in."Mmm, you smell so good. And your dick is so hard. Do you need me to work out your peter again ?"

"I need something a bit more than that,"I said."You 're going to be a good, short sister-bitch, right ?"

She nodded her head, her floppy ears twitching."Yes,"she moaned."You could fuck my kitty. It 's all right. You 're my brother-owner. You 're the solitary one who can have sex me."

I petted her."That 's right."

I was too horny to wait to get home. Why not here ? She was a sister-bitch. She had nothing to be ashamed of."Open my fly, Jane."

"Yes,"she barked in delectation. Her bluish eye shone up at me, the freckles on her face twitch. Her fingers fumbled at my holdfast. She opened up the fly of my shorts, the slide fastener rasped. She tugged them down, whimpering. My rooster swelled the front of my drawers. My cock was so grueling. She pulled those down next, my pecker springing out, almost slapping her in the face.

The gamy sister-bitch licked the tip and then giggled."Yum, I love your precum. And your jizz."

"I bet you do,"I said, moving around behind her. I nodded at a passing couple. They just smiled and waved at me."Enjoy her,"the guy called."Damn, I wish I had a sister-bitch."

"I know,"the womanhood said."I bet she 'd lick my slit so well. Better than you do."

The guy chuckled like he agreed.

Smiling, I fell to my knees behind my sister. I grabbed her tail and pushed it out of the way. I stared at her puss. I could smell that spicy fragrance. She needed this so bad. She whimpered, wiggling her ass. I grabbed my cock and lined it up.

I groaned at the slick feel of her pubic hairs caressing my cock. I was going to fuck my first fille. My sister-bitch 's incestuous spate shot through me as my shaft 's tip nuzzle through her crotch hair and found the Virgo sass of her pussy. She growled in delight, her back arching as I rubbed my dick 's tip up and down her slit.

I found her hymen.

"Eric !"she said as I pressed against her virginity."Yes, yes, I 'm yours. Use me !"

I pressed against her hymen. I felt it stretching and stretching before my shaft. I groaned, my essence pumping fast. The sensation felt incredible. Her snatch lips just wrapped around the first half-inch of my tool. The silk embraced me as her thin membrane stretched to its limit.

Her cherry popped.

She gasped.

I groaned as I sank into my sister-bitch 's incestuous zany. She barked and growled and yelped in delight as I sank More and more of my pecker into her cunt. I groaned as her silky flesh engulfed me. I gripped her tail in one hired man, tugging on it just enough to feel the butt jade. I went deeper into her. Sinking to the hilt in her.

My egg rested against her contamination. She 'd taken every inch of me.

"Eric !"she barked in delight.

It was the greatest tactile sensation in the world to be inside my sister-bitch 's pussy. To palpate her bitch wrapped around my cock. I groaned, my hand gripping her coxa. Her tail rubbed against my bequeath side, the fur tickling my hip. I sucked in a deep hint, my jersey smell so blind drunk around my chest. Her cunt clenched down on me. Squeezed around me.

"Holy fucking dickhead,"I panted. This was improve than I could opine. Then I could dream about. It was heaven.

"Eric,"she moaned, her hips wiggling, stirring that amazing goofball around my dick."Yes, yes, Eric !"

"You like that, huh ?"I groaned, wanting to proceed and yet enjoying the feel of her around me too much to do so. I was pinned between two different actions.

"I do !"she barked."Oh, Eric, you have to move. You feel so trade good to me, but it will find better if you pump away. I just know it. Please pump away. Please body of work that cock in and out of me. Oh, Eric, I need it."

"She does fathom like she needs it, son,"a friendly guy said, nodding at me. He walked his husky. The dog gave a single bark.

"Yeah, she does,"I groaned."shtup !"

lottery back my hip joint was incredible. Her flesh gripped my cock. The stimulation raced down to my balls. They were tense. full-of-the-moon of cum. I wanted to displace into her. My shaft emerged, column inch after in soaked in her juices. Her spicy aroma filled my olfactory organ. A heavenly scent.

She barked in delectation as I rammed back into her goofball. I smacked into her rump, her derriere shifting. It was pinned between us, the silken hair brushing my peter as I thrust away. It tickled me, adding this spice to the delight of her puss bulwark. My paw stroked her sides, petting her as I drove my dick back into her.

My balls smacked into her clitoris. I groaned at the feel of her snatch gripping me. My screwball ached, my cum swelling faster and faster. She was amazing.

"Jane !"I gasped."You 're such a commodity sister-bitch !"

"Yes !"she groaned."Yes, yes, I 'm so happy ! You feel so amazing inside me, Eric !"

She threw a look over her shoulder joint, her diskette ears swaying. Her racy center met mine, glossy with her heat. She whimpered and yelped as I drove my shaft in and out of her. I hammered my sister-bitch 's incestuous profoundness. Her pussycat gripped me. I shuddered, the ache growing and growing at the tip of my shaft. I wanted this to last forever.

Knew it couldn't.

I slid my hands up her body, caressing up her smooth stomach until I felt the sharpness of her ribs. A moment later, I found her pocket-size breasts. Those budding pitcher's mound. I knew they would well. Grow larger and larger. When she had her first tike, they would fill up with Milk River. They would become skillful and round. I gripped them, massaging them as I drilled into her pussy. I plundered her cunt and twisted her nipples.

"Eric !"she barked, her puss squeezing down on my tool."You 're amazing ! The unspoiled brother-owner !"

I savored the wet bobby pin and increased the friction of her cunt. I plunged with force out into her as I manipulated those difficult heart. I twisted them. Pulled on them. I loved how they felt between my digit. How much fun it was to play with them. It added to the delight of plunging into her cunt while also giving my mind something else to focus on.

Something to keep the eruption at bay for a little bit longer.

I could n't think about my cock. Her twat. Oh, God, she felt incredible about me.

I tugged hard on her nipple, bringing a yipping bark from her. Her hairsbreadth tossed, her ears flopping about her typeface. Her backside brushed me while her ass wiggled. She stirred her cunt around my dick, massaging my cock.

Her hot, juicy bitch gripped me. Massaged me. Every plunge swelled and swelled the ache at the tip of my shaft. The silky friction built in me. My balls tightened. I swung into her, smacking into her bush. I groaned, twisting her nipples, wanting this to last forever.

"Oh, yes, Eric !"She barked."Your stopcock feels so amazing. Something 's happening to me. I can feel it. I think ... I think I 'm going to cum !"

"What a golden sister-bitch,"a woman said. She smiled as she jogged by."Make her cum gruelling. She deserves it !"

"Yes !"I grunted, hammering my cock into my sister-bitch.

Jane moaned. Whimpered. Her pussy grew hotter and hotter around my putz. It felt incredible. I groaned as I slammed into her. The tree diagram rustled over us as she arched her back. Her fiddling breasts jiggled in my massaging grip. Her hair tossed.

Her puss went wild about my cock.

"Eric !"she howled."Eric, Eric ! Yes !"

She was cumming. I could feel her passion spasming around my dick. This amazing riffle. Her flesh massaged me. I groaned, twisting her nipples as I plunged hard and fast into her writhing cunt. Her delight rippled around me. I could n't train much Sir Thomas More of this. Her cunt sucked at my dick.

"Jane !"I growled, driving to the hilt in her."Such a expert sister-bitch !"

"Yes !"she gasped."Please, cum in me ! Say to yourself !"

I drew back, my orgasm soaring towards the moment of no return. I could feel it. My cum was about to combust from my dick. Her shape massaged me as I jammed back into her silky astuteness. I balls peck into her bush.

I erupted.

"Fuck, yes !"I growled as my cum boiled out of me.

A powerful blast of jizz fired for my peter, basting my sister-bitch 's kitty-cat. Pleasure surged through me. This tingling rush of rapture that slammed into my intellect. Despite how burnished it was, darkness washed across the world. genius danced, celebrating my pleasure.

Her pussy convulsed harder. She barked and howled louder. She milked me, drawing out squirt after spurt of my cum. I basted her twat. I flooded her. I groaned, dizzy from the ecstasy pummeling my mind.

"Yes, Jane, that 's amazing,"I groaned as her pussy wrung out the last free fall of my cum.

"Eric, Eric, yes !"she whimpered. Her heading lowered. The spasming of her pussy died as my dick softened inside of her."Oh, that was rattling. It was the best matter in the world. Did you love it !"

"piece of tail yes,"I panted."Jane, it was amazing. You 're incredible."

She threw a look over her shoulder and beamed at me.

I groaned, my cock slipping out of her kitty. I sank down on the sens and stretched out. The tree diagram rustled over me, the blue air sky peeking through gaps in the leave. I felt incredible. Amazing. I just wanted to lie here and pass out.

Jane turned around. Her choker jangled as she nuzzled down my hammer. Her tongue licked up my dick. She cleaned off her pussy juices. I shuddered, savoring the spirit of her tongue bathing my prick. I smiled as I started to develop operose. I reached out and grabbed her ternion, holding it in a indolent grip.

"What a good, footling sister-bitch you are."

"Thanks !"she yipped before licking up my shaft again. She reached the tip and sucked it into her mouthpiece, cleaning off all her cunt cream.

As I lay there, savoring my sister cleaning her pussy juices off my dick, I thought about the future. I smiled. Mom and Dad would be felicitous that I was taking care of Jane, pleased with me that I had taken her in hired hand. She 'd be such a trade good sister-bitch. I just knew it. She would sleep at the pes of my bed, wake me up with blowjob, and just be a constant joy in my life sentence.

Come Monday, I 'd take her to college with me. She 'd sit by my desk, her mien relaxing me as I endured my object lesson. She did n't ask to go to her own classes. She was a tame sister-bitch now. During my lunch fault, I would scarf out myself in her slit. I might even pull out out her shadow and enjoy her arsehole. I bet she 'd love that.

All my friends would be so green-eyed. They 'd all want their own sister-bitch. I smiled, so sword lily for today.

For a second, I wondered how it happened. A picayune prickling raced from my babe 's spit and up through my rooster. It did n't matter how it happened. It just mattered that I had her.

My loving sister-bitch.

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The frame trembled. This couple of panties was so naughty. The figure of speech loved it. The rush of mind-control was becoming addicting. It could n't wait to go on out its following pair of step-in. To get them out there. The figure stroked the new one, a delicious pair of panties. They were white and clothe with dainty lacing that ran in horizontal ring down the nominal head and rump. In soft stitching, the two words flowed in amber, majestic running hand : Top Queen.

The figure stroked the pleat lace, loving it. This pair of panties would bring such joy to its new owner. The figure of speech had to drop it off.

The figure rose and stepped forward, the mist flowing from a fall of water. It stepped into the evaporation and was gone.

The fog would take to the perfect spot for the side by side little girl to observe a pair of special panties.

To be continued in the next tale of Mind-Controlling Panties ...