Mind-Control step-in

taradiddle Eight : Hot & Naughty kick

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2019

short letter : Thanks to Alex for beta reading material this !

The human body entered a store it had never been in. Or, to say, it was the case of store it had never ventured into before. It was n't the form of place that young little girl shopped at. Nor was it even a property that people typically went to to find clothing. It was a play stock.

The space tingled its senses. The air hummed with chance, chance, and bet. The possibility sent a rush through its vein. If it had n't found this new high of mind control, it would be tempted to see what sort of maleficence it could get up to in here.

None of the customers, almost entirely male, noticed its bearing as it ghosted between the shelves covered in fanciful intersection. Everything from role-playing secret plan script to miniature war game form abounded. The ledge were stocked with all manner of die and swayer and paints and card arm and a server of other items the anatomy had never encountered before. It almost overwhelmed its senses, but it remembered its mission.

Clutched in the material body 's paw was a limited dyad of step-in. It was cut narrower than other ones it had dropped off, almost a thong save it spread into a triangular plot of ground of cloth at the backbone with decent way for two words to be written : dotty beef. Printed in scarlet letters, the phrase contrasted with the light-blue polyester/cotton blending.

With a motion picture, it tossed its conception onto a box of war secret plan illumination, the theoretical account on the cover all brandishing futuristic weapons.

The scanty were out of berth. They should be noticed.

Only its destined owner would.

With a final moan, the frame slipped away with nondescript rest through the fanboys browsing the ware. It passed by guy excited at what they 'd discovered, exulting in pulling a uncommon card out of a booster gang or at finding the last box of a set of miniature. As the figure stepped out, a Cy Young man stepped in.

Eric Mitchels had a put-on expression on his young cheek. The nineteen-year-old boy was tall with a runners build. He looked gymnastic and more put together look than the usual patronage that shopped here. He wore a pie-eyed tank top made of some futuristic framework that hugged his torso and a pair of running shorts. He had sunglass perched on his forefront. He was on his college 's track and champaign team, but he was also soul who enjoyed playing collectible card games.

There was a new set out for his favorite one.

He had a put-on look because of who trailed after him. His little Sister, Jane.

She had long, brown hair, I lighter hue than her brother 's short lock. She stood slender, appearing almost like a hoyden. She wore a sloppy t-shirt and light jeans, a baseball cap perched on her head. Her blue air eyes, the Same wraith as her previous brother, flicked around while she gushed at all the wonderful sights. A grinning spread head on her sass, dimpling her freckled cheeks.

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

"Dungeons & dragon,"Eric said."RPG game."

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

He rolled his oculus. His Sister did n't seem to comment that he grit his teeth. He shook his brain, hating that his parents forced him to watch her for the afternoon. He was already heading towards the takeoff rocket packs, eagre to overstretch out a few of them and open 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 span of panties. They struck her as odd, perched over a box of some kind of figures. She drifted to the dyad and snagged them up. She shuddered as the tingle rippled through her. She turned them in her helping hand, her eyes falling on the narrow strip that widened into a triangle.

"wilderness bitch,"she whispered, this naughty thrill shooting through her.

Without cerebration, she shoved the panties into her blue jean. She whirled around and saw her brother on the other side of the store. She darted past a display, bore to see what he was doing. She loved hanging out with her aged blood brother.

If she could, she would follow him everywhere.

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Eric Mitchels

It was around eleven in the morning when I was finally ready to get up. It was a Saturday, so I was taking it well-situated. The weather was neat, and while I thought I might go for a jog, I was itching to direct to the biz memory. I had another twenty I could spend on booster rocket packs. Maybe this time I get the card. I could n't open to buy it, it was way too much on the secondary market. It would complete my deck. I wanted to be ready for next Friday night.

Deciding on heading to the game store instead of going for a jog, I stood up and pulled on a duad of blue jean short pants. I snagged a tight t-shirt, pulling it over my fit chassis. I stood up, stretching. My stomach rumbled, so I figure I could get something to eat on the way. I wrenched open the door and came face-to-face with my footling sister.

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

She had on a fuddled pair of jeans that hugged her flesh. The dungaree clung to shapely thighs. While she did n't have much pelvic girdle, she had some feminine curve to her eighteen-year-old body. Even stranger, I could see her stomach. She wore a belly shirt, a fringe of pink running down beneath the cloth cupping her small bosom. There was no way she was wearing a bra. Her top was strapless, a isthmus of over-embellished material wrapped around her torso. I shivered as this foreign shudder running through me. It rippled across my cutis and ended at my cock. I started to chub up.

Why was I getting hard at the sight of my fiddling sister ?

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

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

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

Normally, I would say no, but all the blood was rushing to my shaft. She was looking ... sexy. Her belly was monotonous and tone, her tit, while small, had a nice shape to them. Her nipples pressed hard, poking at the thin cloth.

"Sure."

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

I could n't avail but notice the light-blue border of her step-in peeking out of the low-riding jeans she wore.

When did my little sister get hot ? Damn.

"You think you 're going to get the carte this fourth dimension ?"she asked as we headed down the hallway.

"Only one way to find out,"I said, my putz at a full erection. I wanted to adjust myself, but I could n't in movement of my little sister. Damn, she smelled good, too. Something like lilac in the air. This ornate smell. Perfume ? Jane was wearing perfume and makeup ?

What was going on ?

I felt that tingle racing through me the entire way down the stairs. I could n't facilitate but notice her firm, little titty jiggling in her tight top. They were blossoming into a delicious pair of breasts. I was rock-hard. I wanted to maneuver back to my bedroom and stroke my cock while thinking about my little sister. This was insane. She felt so nice against my arm. She rubbed her face 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 gladiola you 're spending some clip with your little baby. I know how much she loves hanging out with you."

"Yeah,"I said, trying not to ogle my sister 's budding tits in front 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 passenger seat of my Toyota Corolla. It was over a decade old, but it ran. I slipped in and started it up. She was bouncing on her buttocks, her light-brown hair swaying about her fount. Her jugal bone were delicate, her lips ruby red. The eye shadow only enhanced the deep bluing of her eyes. I kept glancing at her as I drove, staring at her exposed diaphragm and enticing segmentation. Even her articulatio humeri were cunning.

hoot. I could get used to having a pestering Sister who looked like this.

We reached the game memory board after about ten minutes, Jane bursting out of the car and racing around to my side before I could go up 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 motion reminded me of something, but I could n't quite put my finger on it. It was in the backbone of my mind, but I ignored it. I headed inside, the bell tinkling as we entered.

It was Saturday, so the billet was packed. There was some poster tourney going on in the back, a bunch of player huddled around folding board. They were n't playing my game. It looked like one of the Anime ones with the cute young woman. I was n't quite into that. firedrake formal Z was about as far as I went down that path.

Jane 's read/write head darted left and right as we headed towards the booster amplifier mob. She chatted, her voice making this soothing backcloth randomness. I paid only one-half attention of what she said, it was all just excited barks. Cute, but meaningless. Her promontory darted around, her eye astray. I swear her hip were wiggling.

I grabbed a couple of relay link inner circle off the rack, and then I noticed something. Beside them was a small rack of cosplay particular. Basic stuff. Some headbands for that ninja gum anime, a few shirts, and a twain of dog auricle on a headband. The minute I saw them, the shudder raced through me. I seized the dog capitulum, not caring about the price, and placed them on my sister 's heading. The floppy disk ears dangled down the side of meat of her read/write head, swaying as she moved. I could n't help myself.

I rubbed the top of her straits, petting her.

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

"Yeah,"I said, loving the joy in her heart."They look cute on you."

She squealed and threw her sleeve around my neck opening. She pressed that lithe body against me, my dick throbbing as she planted another buss on my impudence. This prison term, I was certain I felt her tongue licking for a moment. Then she broke away, her dog ears swaying and flopping around. She raced around me, giggling and squealing. I smiled, her body brushing mine as I headed towards the cash register.

When we reached the counter, she darted to stomach right beside me. She leaned her elbows on the methamphetamine hydrochloride display the cash cash register set on and said,"flavour what my crony 's purchasing me. Are n't they cute ?"

"Yeah, they are,"the fat, middle-aged guy working the cash register said. He had a scraggly shadow of a face fungus 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 moment was practically orgasmic. It made my hawkshaw throbbing hard.

I tossed the booster products on the rejoinder before us."And these."

He nodded, ringing me up. My babe squirmed against me the entire time as I paid. I had just plenty money. I got a duad of centime back in alteration and then we were off. She clung to me again, her head shaking, her floppy ears bouncing. Her petty nose twitched.

I clutched the booster ingroup in my hand, feeling the cards inside. The enhancer they were wrapped in crumple. We stepped outside into the sun, the good morning warm. She broke away from me and darted to her slope of my car. I slipped into the driver seat as she climbed in the other side.

"Here we go,"I said, holding up the commencement recall dose pack. I glanced at her."spring me a kiss for luck."

"Yes,"she gasped.

She darted her mind towards me. Instead of planting a kiss on my cheek like I expected, she brushed my backtalk. Her tongue swiped out, licking across them and brushing the tip of my nozzle.

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

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

I popped give the first ring, ignoring all the common land and uncommons. I went straight for the close batting order where the rare or the mythological rare would be found.

I sighed. A bust. A dud of a rare that I would n't even get a one dollar bill for.

I opened the endorsement inner circle, the foil crinkling. Jane was perched on her articulatio genus now trembling as she watched. She had this look of hope in her eyes, her men clasped before her. She whimpered and whined, her footling nose twitching.

"shucks,"I moaned, getting a twofold land in the arcsecond pack. It was n't a bad pull, but it was n't in the colors I was playing.

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

The tingling raced around me. I groaned as I grabbed the tab on the back of the face pack. I yanked, ripping the sealing gum apart and opening it. I slid the cards out of my helping hand, fanning through the trash commons, giving the few uncommon a coup d'oeil, and ...

My heart almost stopped. There it was. The fabulous rare I needed. This card sold for lxxxvii dollars last fourth dimension I looked online. My warmheartedness exalted.

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

I gave a slow nod. With care, I set the add-in on my fascia, my body trembling.

Before I could do anything else, my sister squealed and threw her arms around my neck. Then her brim were kissing me everywhere. Her tongue was flicking out, licking across my face. Her tongue darted around my buttock. My Chin. She lapped at my forehead.

Her tongue felt astonish. Wet and hot, bathing me in her saliva.

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

I needed her to fuck me. I needed her to lick my pecker. If she did, she would be such a good, little sister.

As if sensing my motive, Jane pulled away, her buttock flushed. She glanced down and gasped at the flock of my putz. My little sister shuddered, her small breasts jiggling in her belly shirt. She drew in a deep breathing space and said,"Do you postulate me to ... ?"

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

"Of course !"she gasped."I 'm your trivial sister."

I groaned at the incestuous striking of her manus grabbing my hard dick. I reclined back in my seat, not caring that multitude were coming in and out of the store. They walked by the car as my little baby leaned down. She was just doing what a skillful, little sister should.

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

"Yes,"I groaned as her lingua swiped over the squashy tip of my pate. She gathered up the clod of precum.

She giggled."You like that ?"

I scratched her head between her spike. She shuddered and darted her head down again. She licked all the way across my putz in one long, shuddering go. I groaned, my balls tensing at the pleasure. Such a effective, piffling sister.

I kept scratching the top of her chief, petting her as she licked and lapped and bathed the crown of my dick. It was incredible. Her tongue was so agile. Then she licked at the shaft right beneath my tip, her hired hand pumping up and down it. I groaned at the incestuous rush shooting through me. I glanced down her body, her butt clad in those tight dungaree, the denim moulding to her precious butt. She wiggled that ass. I groaned. She needed something there.

What ?

My warmheartedness pounded as she licked and lapped and fluttered her tongue across my dick. She lapped up my precum. She teased me, bathed my dick 's tip in her hot saliva. My balls tensed. They were filling up with a incumbrance of cum. I groaned, continuing to pet her head. I shifted in my tail end. She was such a adept, little ... sister. Yeah, she was a good, little sister.

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

Was"babe"the right word for her ? Something felt missing.

I closed my eyes, just letting myself revel 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 balls. Her tongue flicked out, caressing them as her handwriting pumped up and down my saliva-soaked shaft.

"Goddamn, that 's ripe,"I groaned. I opened my middle."Fuck, Jane, you 're such a upright little ... bitch."

Yeah, she was a skilful, little bitch. My sexy sister-bitch. I shuddered as her lips nuzzled against my formal. She sucked on one for a bit, her tongue playacting with it. pleasure shot up to the tip of my putz, my ray twitching in her grip. Her hired man pumped up and down my shaft. Her adhesive friction sent pleasure flowing through me.

Then she was licking back up my shaft. She dragged her tongue the entire way up. I felt her floppy ears brushing my stomach. Her back talk reached the tip. She nuzzled against it. Her tongue licked and lapped at the slit, gathering up my precum.

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

Her hips wagged back and Forth, her voice moaning around my prick.

I stared down at her she sucked on my cock, her lips sealed around it. Her floppy spike swayed around her aspect as she bobbed her capitulum. Her clapper never stopped licking me as she blew my pecker. Incestuous pleasance surged through me as the pressure built and built at the tip of my cock. I shuddered as my niggling sister-bitch pleased me. She gave me what I craved. What I needed.

"nookie, yes, Jane !"I groaned."sustenance sucking. Make sure you swallow all. Good, piffling 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 spirit of her pleasing my cock.

I could n't take much more of this. My hand tightened on her head, gripping her hair. She had such a slick coat. I held besotted, making sure she kept sucking. The pressure rose and rose, my sister-bitch swirling her tongue around the tip.

That was it. I exploded.

My cum fired into my little sister-bitch 's mouth. Blast after blast of the jizz pumped into her. Jane gulped it down, whimpering in delight. Her hips wagged back and forth. The car rocked on its shocks as I shuddered. My back pressed into the seat. My foot jammed on the pasture brake. I groaned, savoring the pleasure.

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

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

I relaxed my grip. She popped her back talk off my cock and sat up. She licked her sassing, cleaning up a piffling bit of my tinder that had escaped her sassing. Her blue center met mine, brimming with delight. I scratched between her ears. She shuddered.

"I did good ?"she asked.

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

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

I had to fill care of her.

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

She nodded her psyche, her optic glossy with exhilaration."Yes !"she barked."We have to."

She bounced on her knee in the posterior, whining. Her excitement was enthusiastic.

I started my car and bucked out. She had her face pressed against the window. I rolled it down for her. I smiled as she thrust her head out. Her floppy disk dog ears flapped in the breeze. She looked like she was having so much fun. My dick throbbed, so glad I had my little sister-bitch to take care of.

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

When I could, I petted my hand down her spine, sliding from her bare shoulders, across her belly shirt, to her lower back. She really wiggled when I scratched her right above the cincture of her jeans. She whimpered, her ass swaying.

She was missing something there.

She bounced with excitation as I pulled off the route into the expectant pet memory board 's parking lot. She thrust her headland 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.

"departure 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 head, glad that she raced around the car and came up to my English. Some sister-bitches you 'd feature to trail all over. She was such a good puppy. I scratched her straits, and she smiled in delight. She clung to my arm as we swept inside. I was so agitate to buy her everything she needed.

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

Why not ? the tingle seemed to whisper.

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

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

"You 're such a tremendous brother,"she said."I love you so much."Her head darted up so her tongue could lap my cheek.

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

We walked down the gangway, looking for what we needed. We passed chew toys, pet food, accessories for birds, fish tank car, and then we got to the collars. I passed the ones for khat', 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 crude, canvas-like material while others were made of smooth leather. A sturdy material. retentive lasting. Some were thick, but that did n't seem to fit my sister-bitch. She was a petite matter.

She needed something dainty.

When I laid optic on the narrow calamitous collar studded with glazed rivets, I knew it was sodding for her. I pulled it down, the heart-shaped tag swaying. The glistening metal glinted. I needed to birth it engraved. I gripped the leather striation, smiling.

"Oh, Eric, it 's perfect,"Jane said."Can I bear it ?"

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

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

Next, we headed to the leashes. I wanted something to restrain her close but had enough length to let her frolic. I could n't let her get too far. I also was n't a fan of those leashes that you could retract or meet out. I wanted something more traditional. Something that would go with her collar. There was a melanize, leather trine. It was the same morose finish. It was pricy, but this was for my sister-bitch. I would dispense with no expenses for her.

I snagged it, my baby nodding in blessing. She darted ahead of me, her precious hindquarters wiggling in those tight blue jean. I had to ascertain that accessory. It was the following thing I needed. I headed down the aisle, looking. Scanning. A sister-bitch needed a tail.

Two aisle over, I found the animal tails. They had bushy fox tails, streamlined cattails, crooked monkey tails, and even dog buns. I frowned. None of them were right. They were all the case that clipped onto the back of the pants or were held on by some sorting of adhesive. They did n't front inflexible. 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 chew that would hold it in place.

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

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

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

I felt that prickling rippling over my baby while the salesgirl blinked her eyes. She shook her head, her dingy whisker swaying about the blue polo she wore. Her eyes went out of focussing for a moment."Oh, that 's wonderful. And you need to get a tail for her, in good order ?"

"Yeah, but you do n't sustain the properly ace,"I said."Where are the 1 with the hoopla ? You know, that I can insert. 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 on here. You gon na need to go to a more adult store."

My boldness burned a bit."Oh,"I said."Like the ... place just up the street ..."

My sister-bitch gave me a confuse look.

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

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

"Why, just head to the back of the storehouse and we take tending of you,"she said. She had such a friendly grin on her mouth. She reached out to pet Jane 's head.

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

The salesgirl laughed."My, she 's a well-disposed one."

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

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

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

The salesgirl smiled and then headed off to help another customer. I led my sister to the back of the shop. A middle-aged guy with thick methamphetamine took the tag to grave 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 sense of touch.

Jane gushed seeing her figure written in the flux cursive."Oh, it 's so pretty,"she moaned."Please, please, can I bust it ? I want to wear upon 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 bank line. There was a figure of customer before us, and only one cashier working. The young woman went as fast as she could, but it was still slow going. Jane whined. She pressed up against me. I felt her humble bosom and hard mammilla rubbing into my side. She humped her pussy against my leg, her dungaree rasping against my skin. She was so fretful. I squeezed her ass, holding her tight as she moaned. She definitely needed to go to the car park and work off some energy.

I needed to play off some zip, too. My peter throbbed.

Finally, we reached the cashier. As she rang us up, a strange shiver rippled out of my sister. I blinked, shaking my head, then realized that the ternion and dog collar were in a bag and that the cashier was smiling at me.

"Enjoy your day,"she said.

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

The tingles soothed away any questions.

The moment we were outside the store, I pulled out the taking into custody. 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 pale cutis. Her tag dangled down to the hollow of her throat, the metallic heart glinting. Her name shone. She let out a whimpering squeal of delight, bouncing in place, the tag flashing.

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

"I love it, love it, I love it !"she yapped, bouncing before me. She threw her implements of war around my neck and licked and lapped at my face. I groaned, letting her bathe me. Passing customer gave fond smiles.

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

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

My cock was so hard.

"seminal fluid on,"I said, aching to drill her right hand here."We need one more than thing. Then we 're going to the park. You can have so much fun."

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

I smiled as I held the leash and strolled across the parking lot. She scampered with me, crawling on her deal and knees, her diskette ear swaying about her buttock. 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 sword lily I had her.

When we reached my car, I opened the passenger door. She climbed right up, sitting on her knees in the seat, her head darting around. The heart-shaped tag glinted and flashed as it danced across the hollow of her throat. I unlatched her leash and closed the door. She immediately rolled down the window and stuck her head out. She had such joy in her rosy-cheeked cheeks, her blue eyes shining.

I rushed around the car, climbed into the device driver buns, and started the engine. She whooped in joy as I backed out of the space, her ass shoved right at me. Her jeans clung to it. The denim was in the way, hiding the truly Delicious part about her.

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

I had driven by the grownup Playhouse so many times. It had a crummy look about it, the XXX flash in red about the silhouette of a naked woman. All the windows were blacked out. The station promised to sell adult bauble. It promised such revolting 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 leash. She bounded out of the car and fell to her knees beside me. She rubbed her impudence into my calf.

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

Naked titty were everywhere. On DVD box. cartridge holder covers. Sex toy corner. groan echoed through the storage. Dirty television played on small TVs in the corners. The gasp and groans rippled through the air. A shaggy guy leaned over a rejoinder. He hardly glanced up from the magazine publisher he read as I walked inside. Jane pressed against me. She whimpered. I could differentiate she was uncomfortable. I led her through the store, my boldness burning. We passed the sex toys. There were so many of them.

"Damn,"I muttered, glancing at some of the thing. Fake rooster. Vibrators. Anal beads. There were some strangely shaped things.

And then I found it. They were right future to the butt cud. I groaned at the mint of the posterior. There were a cat tail and a furry dog bottom matching the floppy spike my sister 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 hairy leg.

I tugged on the trine to get her to hold open up with me as I strode away. I headed not towards the bank clerk, but back to the door. This tingle raced up the leash. I had what I needed. I did n't need anything else, though there were some occupy things ...

Maybe I would do in next weekend to buy her some toys to fiddle with.

"Hey, wait !"the bushy guy grunted."You have to ..."His Logos trailed off though. I glanced at him, his look going blank. Then he said,"Have a honorable day."

"You too,"I said and jab open the door.

daylight flooded around us. It almost was a forcible presence. I groaned as I let my little babe out. She let out a bark relief 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 typeface. I chuckled and hurried towards her.

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

She nodded. I opened the car doorway, she scampered inside. When I unclipped her tercet, she grabbed the hem of her abdomen shirt and pulled it up her body. She bared her low breasts, tossing the garment onto the car arse. I smiled at the side of her firm, piddling breast. Her nipples were hard.

I pinched one.

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

I petted her hair's-breadth through the receptive windowpane."You 'll get to experience that a lot,"I told her."Now, are gear up for the park ?"

She nodded. Vigorously. Her puppy dog auricle danced around her face. God, she was cute.

I raced to the parking area. I broke speeding laws to get us there. What should have taken ten minutes took three. I screeched to a halt in the parking outer space, breathing in the unfermented 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 undefended skunk. Her knocker quivered as she crouched beside the car.

"Eric !"she groaned.

"Get those jeans off and then we 'll playact,"I said."I do n't live why I 'm letting you don clothes. You 're a sister-bitch, and it 's a beautiful day."

"Right,"she barked.

She stood up to kick back off her shoes. Then she wiggled off the pink socks she wore. Next were the jeans. She unsnapped them, her pelvic arch wiggling from side to side as she worked off the mean material. She exposed a yoke of light blueish panty. They were practically a lash but widened into a triangle at the top of her fanny. I admired her ass, mostly visible thanks to the cloth vanishing between her butt-cheeks. I read the phrase on the back.

"natural state bitch."

Not any longer. I 'd tamed her. She was my good sister-bitch.

I groaned when she shoved those panties down. She bent over, a light compendium of brown hairsbreadth adorning her virgin kitty-cat. She stepped out of her panties and tossed them into the car."I do n't involve those any longer."

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

She sank down to her custody and knees on the grass, her seat arched up. She was gear up for her tail. I knelt down beside her and brought the conical end of the butt-plug to her back talk. She instinctively knew what to do, opening her oral cavity full. I pressed it passed her lips, letting her spittle soak it. She swirled her tongue around it, whimpering. Her little breasts quivered and jiggled.

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

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

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

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

My dick throbbed as I brought the butt plug 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 fragrance of Jane 's pussy. I breathed in the odour as I pushed the hind end 's jade against her backdoor.

She groaned and whimpered, her back arching. Her arsehole widened and widened, swallowing more and more of the spit-lubed butt joint plug. She gasped, her head tossing, floppy pinna dancing. Her motherfucker adulterate wider. My dick ached as I watched it vaporize into her asshole.

It was seated in her all the way. Her doggy tail draped over the crack and dangled down between her thighs, hiding her kitty-cat from view. She shuddered, moaning as she wiggled her hips. Her poop wagged back and Forth River, her cunt flashing.

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

"perfective tense !"she barked."Oh, Eric, thank you !"

She scampered around, her tail swishing, and darted to me. She licked up my face, her glossa bathing me. Our lip met and I kissed her. I thrust my tongue into my sister-bitch 's lip. I gripped the triad groaning as I loved her. She was so energetic. So in need of her walk.

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

"Yes !"she barked.

She crawled ahead of me, her new tail swishing back and Forth River. She was finally perfective tense. Naked and beautiful, my sister-bitch with all her accessories. Her apprehension jangled with her every step. I sauntered after her, adjusting my stopcock in my jeans. I could n't help but stare at that fast ass, her barker tail swishing over her butt-cheeks. Her pussy would peek out, that pink slit adorned by her curly-brown pubic whisker. Dew glistened on her silky filament, showing her excitement.

She held her head in high spirits, grinning and smiling and barking at everyone we passed. Her nozzle twitched as she breathed. Her ass wiggled, butt-cheeks flexing. People smiled at us, nodding. I received such a terrific compliment.

"What an obedient sister-bitch,"an old man said, a tingle racing down the leash for my sister."You 're a lucky Edward Young man."

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

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

"Yes !"she moaned, her articulatio coxae wiggling.

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

"It 's a treat,"I said."cum on, Jane, let 's hold on going."

"Right !"she barked.

My sister-bitch crawled ahead, grass blades whisking against her hands and knees. Her head darted to and fro. As I walked her, guys and missy would come up to pet her head. Sometimes, she would drub their hands while early times she would cringe close to me, especially if they were tall guys. She 'd press against me and whimper. I scratched her foreland to assure her. A consequence later, she 'd forget her care and scamper on ahead, her tail swishing behind her.

She 'd whiff short flower peeking through the grass of the field. Her head word would dart to and fro as some new stack arrested her attention. Sometimes she would rush forward only to get caught up short by the leash. early times, she crawled at my footstep, just breathing in all the aroma, her small titties quivering. A bead of pussy juices ran down her decent thigh.

Our path took us near a large pine tree. 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 yellow urine splashing against the trunk. It spilled on the wood to the flat coat, soaking in it. My hawkshaw grew even harder. I rubbed at it, watching her piss rate of 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 expression in my crotch. She breathed in."Mmm, you smell so honorable. And your dick is so firmly. Do you need me to lick your cock again ?"

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

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

I petted her."That 's right."

I was too turned on to wait to get home. Why not here ? She was a sister-bitch. She had nada to be ashamed of."clear my fly, Jane."

"Yes,"she barked in delight. Her blue eyes shone up at me, the lentigo on her face twitching. Her finger fumbled at my fastener. She opened up the fly of my trunks, the zipper rasped. She tugged them down, whimpering. My cock swelled the front of my boxers. My cock was so hard. She pulled those down next, my cock springing out, almost slapping her in the face.

The blue 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 release pair. They just smiled and waved at me."Enjoy her,"the guy called."Damn, I wish I had a sister-bitch."

"I know,"the charwoman said."I bet she 'd cream my slit so well. considerably than you do."

The guy chuckled like he agreed.

Smiling, I fell to my knee joint behind my sister. I grabbed her tail and pushed it out of the way. I stared at her pussy. I could smell that spicy fragrancy. She needed this so bad. She whimpered, wiggling her ass. I grabbed my putz and lined it up.

I groaned at the sleek feel of her pubic hair's-breadth caressing my cock. I was going to fuck my first young lady. My sister-bitch 's incestuous Benjamin Rush shot through me as my shaft 's tip nuzzle through her bush and found the vestal lips 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 maidenhead. I felt it stretching and stretching before my dick. I groaned, my pith pumping fast. The sensation felt unbelievable. Her pussy sassing just wrapped around the first base half-inch of my dick. The silk embraced me as her fragile membrane stretched to its limit.

Her cherry red popped.

She gasped.

I groaned as I sank into my sister-bitch 's incestuous snatch. She barked and growled and yelped in delight as I sank Thomas More and more of my dick into her twat. I groaned as her silky flesh engulfed me. I gripped her tail in one hand, tugging on it just enough to feel the buttocks plug. I went deeper into her. Sinking to the hilt in her.

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

"Eric !"she barked in delight.

It was the gravid feeling in the world to be inside my sister-bitch 's puss. To find her cunt wrapped around my dick. I groaned, my hands gripping her hip. Her buns rubbed against my go forth side, the fur tickling my hip. I sucked in a abstruse breathing space, my t-shirt touch so besotted around my pectus. Her twat clenched down on me. Squeezed around me.

"Holy fucking shit,"I panted. This was punter than I could imagine. Then I could dream about. It was heaven.

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

"You like that, huh ?"I groaned, wanting to move and yet enjoying the feel of her around me too a good deal to do so. I was pinned between two dissimilar actions.

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

"She does sound like she needs it, son,"a favorable guy said, nodding at me. He walked his husky. The dog gave a 1 bark.

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

Drawing back my hips was incredible. Her flesh gripped my cock. The foreplay raced down to my testicle. They were tense. full-of-the-moon of cum. I wanted to fire into her. My cock emerged, inch after in soaked in her juices. Her spicy aroma filled my nose. A heavenly scent.

She barked in delight as I rammed back into her bozo. I smacked into her tail end, her behind shifting. It was pinned between us, the silky tomentum brushing my shaft as I thrust away. It tickled me, adding this spice to the delight of her pussy walls. My deal stroked her face, petting her as I drove my tool back into her.

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

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

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

She threw a look over her shoulder, her floppy ears swaying. Her blue eyes met mine, glossy with her passion. She whimpered and yelped as I drove my cock in and out of her. I hammered my sister-bitch 's incestuous astuteness. Her pussy gripped me. I shuddered, the aching growing and growing at the tip of my cock. I wanted this to cobbler's last forever.

Knew it couldn't.

I slid my manpower up her body, caressing up her shine belly until I felt the edge of her ribs. A moment later, I found her minuscule breasts. Those budding mounds. I knew they would swell. Grow larger and larger. When she had her first child, they would make full with milk. They would get nice and round. I gripped them, massaging them as I drilled into her pussy. I plundered her snatch and twisted her nipples.

"Eric !"she barked, her cunt squeezing down on my peter."You 're amazing ! The best brother-owner !"

I savored the crocked clench and increased the friction of her cunt. I plunged with force into her as I manipulated those hard nubs. 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 pleasure of plunging into her bitch while also giving my mind something else to focus on.

Something to hold open the outbreak at bay for a trivial bit longer.

I could n't think about my pecker. Her kitty-cat. Oh, God, she felt incredible about me.

I tugged hard on her nipple, bringing a yipping bark from her. Her hair tossed, her ears flopping about her case. Her tail brushed me while her ass wiggled. She stirred her puss around my peter, massaging my cock.

Her hot, juicy cunt gripped me. Massaged me. Every plunge swelled and swelled the ache at the tip of my tool. The sleek 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 putz tactile property so amazing. Something 's happening to me. I can feel it. I think ... I think I 'm going to cum !"

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

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

Jane moaned. Whimpered. Her puss grew hotter and hotter around my dick. It felt unbelievable. I groaned as I slammed into her. The tree rustled over us as she arched her back. Her little knocker jiggled in my massaging travelling bag. Her haircloth tossed.

Her kitty went wild about my cock.

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

She was cumming. I could find her warmth spasming around my prick. This awe-inspiring rippling. Her soma massaged me. I groaned, twisting her pap as I plunged hard and fast into her writhing slit. Her joy rippled around me. I could n't lease much Thomas More of this. Her cunt sucked at my dick.

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

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

I drew back, my orgasm soaring towards the bit of no riposte. I could feel it. My cum was about to erupt from my dick. Her flesh massaged me as I jammed back into her satiny profundity. I balls smacked 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. Pleasure surged through me. This tingling Rush of transport that slammed into my mind. Despite how shiny it was, darkness washed across the cosmos. Stars 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 rapture pummeling my mind.

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

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

"shtup yes,"I panted."Jane, it was amazing. You 're incredible."

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

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

Jane turned around. Her dog collar jangled as she nuzzled down my cock. Her tongue licked up my dick. She cleaned off her puss juice. I shuddered, savoring the feel of her spit bathing my dick. I smiled as I started to rise concentrated. I reached out and grabbed her leash, holding it in a lazy grip.

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

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

As I lay there, savoring my babe cleaning her pussy succus off my dick, I thought about the future. I smiled. Mom and Dad would be felicitous that I was taking precaution of Jane, pleased with me that I had taken her in helping hand. She 'd be such a good sister-bitch. I just knew it. She would sleep at the metrical foot of my bed, wake me up with cock sucking, and just be a constant joy in my lifetime.

Come Monday, I 'd take her to college with me. She 'd sit by my desk, her presence relaxing me as I endured my moral. She did n't ask to go to her own grade. She was a tame sister-bitch now. During my lunch intermission, I would stuff myself in her pussycat. I might even pull out her tail and enjoy her asshole. I bet she 'd make love that.

All my friends would be so covetous. They 'd all want their own sister-bitch. I smiled, so glad for today.

For a moment, I wondered how it happened. A petty shudder raced from my sister 's tongue and up through my cock. It did n't count how it happened. It just mattered that I had her.

My loving sister-bitch.

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The image trembled. This pair of panties was so naughty. The physique loved it. The rush of mind-control was becoming addicting. It could n't hold off to pass out its next yoke of panties. To get them out there. The digit stroked the new one, a delicious duo of scanty. They were whiteness and adorned with delicacy lace that ran in horizontal dance orchestra down the presence and fanny. In delicate stitching, the two Scripture flowed in gold, majestic longhand : Top Queen.

The figure stroked the ruffled lace, loving it. This pair of panties would bring such delight to its new proprietor. The figure had to drop it off.

The figure rose and stepped forward, the mist flowing from a spill of urine. It stepped into the vapor and was gone.

The fog would lead to the perfect spot for the adjacent miss to come up a duo of special panties.

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