Mind-Control pantie

story Eight : Hot & Naughty Bitch

By mypenname3000

copyright 2019

billet : Thanks to Alex for beta Reading this !

The figure 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 position that Lester Willis Young girls shopped at. Nor was it even a place that people typically went to to find vesture. It was a gaming shop.

The place tingled its senses. The air hummed with probability, prospect, and wager. The hypothesis sent a rush through its veins. If it had n't found this new high of idea control, it would be tempted to see what variety of mischief it could get up to in here.

None of the client, almost entirely male, noticed its comportment as it ghosted between the shelves covered in fanciful products. Everything from role-playing game account book to miniature war game figures abounded. The shelves were stocked with all manner of die and swayer and paints and circuit card sleeves and a master of ceremonies of other item the flesh had never encountered before. It almost overwhelmed its senses, but it remembered its mission.

Clutched in the frame 's deal was a particular pair of scanty. It was cut narrow than other ace it had dropped off, almost a G-string save it spread into a triangular bandage of textile at the back with adequate room for two words to be written : Wild cunt. Printed in scarlet letter, the idiom contrasted with the pale blue polyester/cotton blend.

With a flick, it tossed its creation onto a box of war game miniatures, the poser on the covert all brandishing futuristic weapons.

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

Only its destined possessor would.

With a final groan, the figure slipped away with nondescript simplicity through the fanboys browsing the wares. It passed by cat excited at what they 'd discovered, exulting in pulling a rare circuit board out of a booster face pack or at finding the net box of a set of miniatures. As the form stepped out, a young man stepped in.

Eric Mitchels had a lampoon look on his youthful aspect. The nineteen-year-old boy was tall with a ball carrier build. He looked gymnastic and more put together look than the usual business that shopped here. He wore a compressed tank top made of some futuristic framework that hugged his torso and a pair of running shorts. He had sunglass perched on his principal. He was on his college 's track and orbit squad, but he was also someone who enjoyed playing collectible board games.

There was a new set out for his favorite one.

He had a caper spirit because of who trailed after him. His piffling Sister, Jane.

She had long, Brown University pilus, I lighter hue than her brother 's short lock. She stood slender, appearing almost like a tomboy. She wore a loose-fitting T-shirt and loose jeans, a baseball cap perched on her head. Her blue eyes, the same shade as her older brother, flicked around while she gushed at all the wonderful quite a little. A smile spread on her lips, dimpling her freckled cheeks.

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

"Dungeons & Dragons,"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 notice that he grit his dentition. He shook his head, hating that his parents forced him to observe her for the afternoon. He was already heading towards the booster packs, eager to tear out a few of them and spread out them. There was a mythologic rare he was hoping to snag. Maybe he 'd get lucky.

It would complete his deck.

Jane, however, was pointing at a pair of panty. They struck her as odd, perched over a box of some sort of flesh. She drifted to the pair and snagged them up. She shuddered as the tingle rippled through her. She turned them in her hired hand, her middle falling on the narrow strip that widened into a triangle.

"Wild bitch,"she whispered, this naughty flush shooting through her.

Without idea, she shoved the step-in into her dungaree. She whirled around and saw her brother on the other slope of the store. She darted past a display, eagre to see what he was doing. She loved hanging out with her one-time brother.

If she could, she would follow him everywhere.

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Eric Mitchels

It was around eleven in the dawn when I was finally ready to get up. It was a Sat, so I was taking it easy. The weather was swell, and while I thought I might go for a jog, I was itching to head to the game computer storage. I had another twenty I could drop on booster unit ingroup. Maybe this fourth dimension I get the card. I could n't give to buy it, it was way too much on the secondary market. It would fill out 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 pair of jean shorts. I snagged a besotted jersey, pulling it over my fit mannikin. I stood up, stretching. My stomach rumbled, so I figure I could get something to eat on the way. I wrenched open the threshold and came face-to-face with my short 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 expression in her gentle eyes. I frowned, then blinked when I noticed what she was wearing.

She had on a squiffy pair of blue jean that hugged her form. The denim clung to shapely thighs. While she did n't throw often hips, she had some womanly curve to her eighteen-year-old body. Even stranger, I could see her stomach. She wore a belly shirt, a fringe of garden pink running down beneath the fabric cupping her small chest. There was no way she was wearing a bra. Her top was strapless, a band of purple cloth wrapped around her torso. I shivered as this foreign tingle running through me. It rippled across my hide and ended at my cock. I started to chub up.

Why was I getting hard at the view of my slight sister ?

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

"Yeah, to the game computer memory,"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 tool. She was looking ... sexy. Her stomach was compressed and chant, her breasts, while pocket-size, had a nice form to them. Her nipples pressed hard, poking at the thin out cloth.

"Sure."

Joy burst to lifespan in her eyes. She squealed and threw her munition around my neck. She bounced up and planted a kiss on my cheek. I could 've sworn I felt her natural language for a second like she licked me. Then she snuggled up against me, gripping my arm. She had this looking at of miserable joy, this waste delight.

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

When did my footling sister get hot ? Damn.

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

"Only one way to get hold out,"I said, my dick at a full erecting. I wanted to adjust myself, but I could n't in front of my piffling sis. shucks, 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 avail but notice her house, piffling tit jiggling in her blind drunk top. They were blossoming into a delectable pair of bosom. I was rock-hard. I wanted to head back to my bedroom and stroke my cock while thinking about my little sister. This was insane. She felt so skillful against my arm. She rubbed her buttock against my shoulder, giggling in delight.

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

Our female parent peeked in from the kitchen."Oh, do n't you two look cunning together. I 'm glad you 're spending some fourth dimension with your little babe. I know how very much she loves hanging out with you."

"Yeah,"I said, trying not to ogle my sister 's budding breast in nominal head 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 posterior of my Toyota Corolla. It was over a decennium old, but it ran. I slipped in and started it up. She was bouncing on her tooshie, her light-brown whisker swaying about her face. Her malar bone were delicate, her lips ruby red. The eye shadow only enhanced the cryptic blueness of her eyes. I kept glancing at her as I drove, staring at her debunk midriff and beguiling cleavage. Even her shoulders were cute.

tinker's 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 side of meat before I could climb out. She took my arm the present 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 backbone of my brain, but I ignored it. I headed inside, the bell tinkling as we entered.

It was Saturday, so the place was packed. There was some card tournament going on in the back, a bunch of player huddled around shut down tables. They were n't playing my game. It looked like one of the Anime ones with the cute daughter. I was n't quite into that. Dragon Ball Z was about as far as I went down that path.

Jane 's head darted entrust and in good order as we headed towards the booster coterie. She chatted, her voice making this soothing background signal noise. I paid only half attention of what she said, it was all just excited barks. Cute, but meaningless. Her drumhead darted around, her eyes full. I swear her hips were wiggling.

I grabbed a duad of booster packs off the rack, and then I noticed something. Beside them was a little rack of cosplay point. BASIC stuff. Some headbands for that ninja gum anime, a few shirts, and a pair of dog ears on a headband. The instant I saw them, the tingle raced through me. I seized the dog ears, not caring about the price, and placed them on my sister 's head. The diskette ears dangled down the face of her head, swaying as she moved. I could n't aid 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 cute on you."

She squealed and threw her coat of arms around my neck. She pressed that lithe body against me, my peter throbbing as she planted another buss on my impertinence. This meter, I was certain I felt her spit 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 replication, she darted to bear right beside me. She leaned her elbows on the looking glass display the cash register set on and said,"expression what my brother 's purchasing me. Are n't they cute ?"

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

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

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

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

He nodded, ringing me up. My sis squirmed against me the total time as I paid. I had just enough money. I got a twosome of cents back in change and then we were off. She clung to me again, her head shaking, her floppy auricle bouncing. Her little nose twitched.

I clutched the lifter multitude in my hand, feeling the cards inside. The foil they were wrapped in crinkled. We stepped outside into the sun, the sunrise warm. She broke away from me and darted to her side of my car. I slipped into the driver hind end as she climbed in the other side.

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

"Yes,"she gasped.

She darted her head towards me. Instead of planting a osculation on my cheek like I expected, she brushed my lips. Her tongue 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 ground, all the blood swelling my pecker. I do n't withdraw ever being harder. My sister was just so cute.

I popped unfold the start plurality, ignoring all the commons and uncommons. I went straight for the lowest card where the rare or the mythic rare would be found.

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

I opened the s pack, the enhancer crinkling. Jane was perched on her knees now trembling as she watched. She had this look of Hope in her eyes, her hands clasped before her. She whimpered and whined, her niggling intrude twitching.

"tinker's dam,"I moaned, getting a dual land in the endorse pack. It was n't a bad pull, but it was n't in the colors I was playing.

"final stage one,"she said, her vox strained."I just know it. This is the one, Eric."

The chill raced around me. I groaned as I grabbed the tab on the binding of the pack. I yanked, ripping the sealing gum apart and opening it. I slid the batting order out of my hand, fanning through the codswallop commons, giving the few uncommon a glance, and ...

My heart almost stopped. There it was. The mythic rare I needed. This card sold for eighty-seven dollars last time I looked online. My heart exalted.

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

I gave a slow nod. With concern, I set the lineup on my splasher, my body trembling.

Before I could do anything else, my sis squealed and threw her arms around my neck. Then her lip were kissing me everywhere. Her glossa was flicking out, licking across my brass. Her tongue darted around my brass. My chin. She lapped at my forehead.

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

And then she found my lips. I groaned as her tongue poking into my mouth. She licked around the inside, whimpering against me. My dick throbbed, demanding that same caress. I shuddered, my hand shooting down to the fly of my underdrawers. I popped the fastener. The slide fastener rasped. I pulled out my putz as I groaned into the candy kiss with my sister.

I needed her to love me. I needed her to lick my peter. If she did, she would be such a good, small sister.

As if sensing my penury, Jane pulled away, her cheeks flushed. She glanced down and gasped at the sight of my hawkshaw. My little sister shuddered, her belittled boob jiggling in her belly shirt. She drew in a deep breath and said,"Do you need me to ... ?"

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

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

I groaned at the incestuous physical contact of her hand grabbing my knockout prick. I reclined back in my ass, not caring that mass were coming in and out of the memory. They walked by the car as my little sis leaned down. She was just doing what a good, little sis should.

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

"Yes,"I groaned as her knife swiped over the spongy tip of my pate. She gathered up the glob of precum.

She giggled."You like that ?"

I scratched her head between her pinna. She shuddered and darted her head down again. She licked all the way across my cock in one long, shuddering go. I groaned, my chunk tensing at the joy. Such a good, little sister.

I kept scratching the top of her point, petting her as she licked and lapped and bathed the diadem of my dick. It was unbelievable. Her tongue was so quick. Then she licked at the shaft right beneath my tip, her hand pumping up and down it. I groaned at the incestuous Benjamin Rush shooting through me. I glanced down her body, her tail clad in those sloshed jeans, the denim casting to her cunning butt. She wiggled that ass. I groaned. She needed something there.

What ?

My heart pounded as she licked and lapped and fluttered her lingua across my dick. She lapped up my precum. She teased me, bathed my tool 's tip in her hot saliva. My orb tensed. They were filling up with a encumbrance of cum. I groaned, continuing to pet her fountainhead. I shifted in my backside. She was such a good, little ... Sister. Yeah, she was a estimable, little sister.

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

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

I closed my eyes, just letting myself enjoy 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 glossa flicked out, caressing them as her hand pumped up and down my saliva-soaked shaft.

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

Yeah, she was a good, piddling kick. My sexy sister-bitch. I shuddered as her sassing nuzzled against my balls. She sucked on one for a moment, her tongue acting with it. Pleasure shot up to the tip of my dick, my lance twitch in her bobby pin. Her bridge player pumped up and down my putz. Her grip sent pleasance flowing through me.

Then she was licking back up my slam. She dragged her tongue the entire way up. I felt her floppy pinna brushing my stomach. Her backtalk reached the tip. She nuzzled against it. Her tongue licked and lapped at the incision, 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 crest. My shaft throbbed in her rima oris."That 's it, that 's how you delight me. Fuck, you 're such a good sister-bitch."

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

I stared down at her she sucked on my dick, her sassing sealed around it. Her diskette ear swayed around her cheek as she bobbed her head. Her spit 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 piddling sister-bitch pleased me. She gave me what I craved. What I needed.

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

She moaned, a puppy-dog whimper. She sucked with such aggression. My pecker twitched and throbbed, loving the smell of her pleasing my cock.

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

That was it. I exploded.

My cum fired into my little sister-bitch 's rima oris. Blast after bang of the jizz pumped into her. Jane gulped it down, whimpering in joy. Her hips wagged back and forth. The car rocked on its stupor as I shuddered. My back pressed into the ass. My pes jammed on the brakes. I groaned, savoring the pleasure.

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

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

I relaxed my traction. She popped her lip off my cock and sat up. She licked her lips, cleaning up a little bit of my nerve that had escaped her backtalk. Her downcast centre met mine, brimming with delight. I scratched between her ears. She shuddered.

"I did skilful ?"she asked.

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

She squealed in delight and hugged me again. Her tongue licked up my impertinence 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 things for her. She was my sister-bitch.

I had to contain care of her.

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

She nodded her mind, her optic slick magazine with excitement."Yes !"she barked."We have to."

She bounced on her knee in the stern, whining. Her inflammation was enthusiastic.

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

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

When I could, I petted my hand down her spine, sliding from her bare shoulder joint, across her belly shirt, to her lour spinal column. 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 agitation as I pulled off the road into the heavy 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 hair gloss, 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 mistreat out. I shook my drumhead, glad that she raced around the car and came up to my side. Some sister-bitches you 'd have to chase all over. She was such a good puppy. I scratched her nous, and she smiled in delight. She clung to my arm as we swept inside. I was so excited to buy her everything she needed.

The sliding chicken feed threshold whisked open on our advance. The pet store was arrayed before us. It brimmed with theory. So many of them. Jane 's straits whipped around, her mane of long, brownness pilus sweeping about her shoulders. Her little titty jiggled in her tight breast tube. Should a sister-bitch wearing clothing ? I blinked at that idea, this tingle racing through my body. wellspring, of path, she needed clothes. She could n't go around naked.

Why not ? the tingle seemed to whisper.

"Ooh, flavour 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 bowling ball,"I said, tugging her away."Come on, I know exactly what you need."

"You 're such a rattling brother,"she said."I love you so much."Her capitulum darted up so her tongue could lick 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 tanks, and then we got to the collars. I passed the ones for computerized tomography', heading for the frump'. There were so many of them. I looked around them, my gaze flicking right wing and left. There were some that were made of rough, canvas-like material while others were made of smooth leather. A inflexible textile. Long lasting. Some were fatheaded, but that did n't seem to fit my sister-bitch. She was a midget thing.

She needed something dainty.

When I laid eyes on the narrow down black taking into custody studded with shiny rivets, I knew it was perfect for her. I pulled it down, the heart-shaped tag swaying. The shiny metal glinted. I needed to receive it engraved. I gripped the leather circle, smiling.

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

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

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

Next, we headed to the ternary. I wanted something to keep open her close but had enough length to let her play. I could n't let her get too far. I also was n't a fan of those lead that you could draw in or trifle out. I wanted something more traditional. Something that would go with her shoe collar. There was a melanize, leather leash. It was the same dark finish. It was costly, but this was for my sister-bitch. I would spare no disbursement for her.

I snagged it, my sister nodding in approval. She darted ahead of me, her cunning rump wiggling in those tight blue jean. I had to find that appurtenance. It was the following matter 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 empennage, aerodynamic cattails, crooked monkey tails, and even dog tails. I frowned. None of them were right. They were all the type that clipped onto the rear of the knickers or were held on by some kind of adhesive material. They did n't see sturdy. 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 plug that would restrain it in place.

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

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

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

I felt that tingle rippling over my sister while the salesgirl blinked her eyes. She shook her question, her night hair swaying about the blue devil polo she wore. Her centre went out of focussing for a moment."Oh, that 's wonderful. And you need to get a tail for her, right ?"

"Yeah, but you do n't have the right ace,"I said."Where are the ones with the plug ? You know, that I can stick in. I want something strong-arm so it will last out on her. None of these will work."

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

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

My sister-bitch gave me a befuddled 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 name engraved on her tag,"I said, holding up the collar.

"Why, just head to the spine of the store and we take care of you,"she said. She had such a well-disposed grin on her sass. She reached out to pet Jane 's head.

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

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

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

"I bet you are,"she said."You should contain 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 incinerate off some energy."

The salesgirl smiled and then headed off to avail another customer. I led my babe to the back of the store. A middle-aged guy with thick glasses took the tag to inscribe Jane on the front and in low letters beneath,"Owned by her brother Eric."It took about ten minutes, then he handed it back over, the tag warm to the mite.

Jane gushed seeing her public figure written in the flowing longhand."Oh, it 's so pretty,"she moaned."Please, please, can I wear it ? I want to don it right now !"

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

"Yes !"She barked.

Jane was antsy as we waited in logical argument. There was a bit of customers before us, and only one bank clerk workings. The little girl went as fast as she could, but it was still slow going. Jane whined. She pressed up against me. I felt her diminished chest and hard nipples rubbing into my side. She humped her kitty against my leg, her blue jean rasp against my pelt. She was so antsy. I squeezed her ass, holding her tight as she moaned. She definitely needed to go to the commons and study off some energy.

I needed to work off some zip, too. My gumshoe throbbed.

Finally, we reached the cashier. As she rang us up, a strange shiver rippled out of my babe. I blinked, shaking my principal, then realized that the leash and 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 consequence we were outside the memory, I pulled out the apprehension. Jane swept back her fuzz and held it out of the way. Her diskette dog pinna swayed about her face as I wrapped the collar about her neck. I cinched it tight, the black leather contrasting with her picket skin. Her tag dangled down to the hollow of her throat, the metallic inwardness glinting. Her figure shone. She let out a whimpering squeal of delight, bouncing in seat, the tag flashing.

I pulled back on the tab on the trinity, opening its clench. I snapped it around the pack of Jane 's collar. She trembled, her bow-wow ears swaying about her fount. She stared up at me with such joy in her eyes as I gripped the leash. She could n't get far away from me now. She let out a bark of joy, her fount 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 aspect. I groaned, letting her bathe me. Passing customers 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 rooster was so hard.

"Come on,"I said, aching to exercise her right here."We need one More matter. Then we 're going to the park. You can suffer so much fun."

"Yes !"she moaned and then fell down onto her workforce 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 manpower and genu, her floppy ears swaying about her cheeks. She did n't try to bolt out away from me but stayed decent beside me like a good sister-bitch.

Damn, I was so glad I had her.

When we reached my car, I opened the rider door. She climbed right up, sitting on her genu in the seat, her head darting around. The cordiform tag glinted and flashed as it danced across the hollow of her throat. I unlatched her leash and closed the doorway. She immediately rolled down the window and stuck her nous out. She had such joy in her flushed cheeks, her risque center shining.

I rushed around the car, climbed into the device driver prat, and started the engine. She whooped in delight as I backed out of the infinite, her ass shoved right at me. Her dungaree clung to it. The denim was in the way, hiding the truly yummy parts about her.

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

I had driven by the grownup Playhouse so many fourth dimension. It had a sleazy looking at about it, the XXX flash in red about the silhouette of a naked fair sex. All the windows were blacked out. The situation promised to sell adult novelties. It promised such wicked delectation inside.

I got out of my car and headed around the car to Jane 's side. I opened her door and immediately snapped on the three. 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 shop. Though I was nineteen, I 'd never ben in this sorting of space. I 'd always chickened out. Well, I needed my sister-bitch and the conclusion affair she needed was inside here. I led her to the door, Jane heeling me. I opened it, revealing the seedy shop.

Naked tit were everywhere. On DVD boxes. powder store covers. Sex toy boxes. Moans echoed through the store. Dirty videos played on pocket-size TVs in the corners. The gasps and groans rippled through the air. A shaggy guy leaned over a counter. He hardly glanced up from the powder magazine he read as I walked inside. Jane pressed against me. She whimpered. I could assure she was uncomfortable. I led her through the depot, my cheeks burning. We passed the sex toys. There were so many of them.

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

And then I found it. They were right side by side to the tail end plugs. I groaned at the sight of the tails. There were a cat tail assembly and a furry dog tail matching the floppy ears my babe wore. I snagged it up, smiling delight.

"This is what you need,"I said.

"Yes,"barked Jane. She pressed her cheek against my calf again, rubbing against my hairy leg.

I tugged on the leash to get her to continue up with me as I strode away. I headed not towards the cashier, but back to the threshold. This tingle raced up the leash. I had what I needed. I did n't involve anything else, though there were some interesting affair ...

Maybe I would come in next weekend to buy her some plaything to wager with.

"Hey, wait !"the shaggy-coated guy grunted."You have to ..."His speech trailed off though. I glanced at him, his human face going blank. Then he said,"Have a good day."

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

daytime flooded around us. It almost was a physical presence. I groaned as I let my niggling sister 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 face. 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 lead, she grabbed the hem of her abdomen shirt and pulled it up her organic structure. She bared her small chest, tossing the garment onto the car seat. I smiled at the side of meat of her business firm, minuscule bosom. Her nipples were hard.

I pinched one.

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

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

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

I raced to the park. I broke speeding natural law to get us there. What should cause taken ten minutes took three. I screeched to a arrest in the parking space, breathing in the bracing 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 spread green goddess. Her chest quivered as she crouched beside the car.

"Eric !"she groaned.

"Get those jeans off and then we 'll play,"I said."I do n't do it why I 'm letting you wear dress. 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. adjacent were the jean. She unsnapped them, her coxa wiggling from side to side as she worked off the compressed material. She exposed a twain of faint drab panty. They were practically a thong but widened into a triangle at the top of her posterior. 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 tamed her. She was my safe sister-bitch.

I groaned when she shoved those panties down. She bent over, a light collection of brown hair adorning her virgin pussy. She stepped out of her scanty and tossed them into the car."I do n't ask those any longer."

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

She sank down to her script and knees on the Grass, her rear arched up. She was ready for her tail. I knelt down beside her and brought the conical end of the butt-plug to her sass. She instinctively knew what to do, opening her mouth encompassing. I pressed it passed her lips, letting her saliva soaking it. She swirled her natural language around it, whimpering. Her piddling 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 take her in helping hand. She 's been a brat, but no longer."

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

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

My peter throbbed as I brought the butt spark 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 scent of Jane 's pussy. I breathed in the scent as I pushed the stern 's plug against her backdoor.

She groaned and whimpered, her back arching. Her asshole widened and widened, swallowing to a greater extent and more of the spit-lubed fanny hack. She gasped, her head tossing, diskette ears dancing. Her asshole stretched wider. My dick ached as I watched it vanish into her asshole.

It was seated in her all the way. Her doggy derriere draped over the fling and dangled down between her second joint, hiding her pussy from view. She shuddered, moaning as she wiggled her articulatio coxae. Her tail end wagged back and forth, her slit flashing.

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

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

She scampered around, her tail end swishing, and darted to me. She licked up my face, her glossa washup me. Our lips met and I kissed her. I thrust my tongue into my sister-bitch 's oral fissure. I gripped the three 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."Come on,"I said."Let 's stroll around the park."

"Yes !"she barked.

She crawled ahead of me, her new tail swishing back and Forth. She was finally perfect. Naked and beautiful, my sister-bitch with all her accessories. Her collar jangled with her every footstep. I sauntered after her, adjusting my prick in my denim. I could n't help but gaze at that tight ass, her doggy derriere swishing over her butt-cheeks. Her pussycat would peek out, that pink slit adorned by her curly-brown pubic hair. Dew glistened on her silklike Strand, showing her excitement.

She held her head richly, grinning and smiling and barking at everyone we passed. Her horn in twitched as she breathed. Her ass wiggled, butt-cheeks flexing. the great unwashed smiled at us, nodding. I received such a wonderful compliment.

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

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

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

"Yes !"she moaned, her hips wiggling.

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

"It 's a dainty,"I said."semen on, Jane, let 's retain going."

"right field !"she barked.

My sister-bitch crawled ahead, grass sword whisking against her hands and knees. Her head darted to and fro. As I walked her, guy cable and girls would make out up to pet her head. Sometimes, she would lick their paw while other sentence she would huddle close to me, especially if they were tall guy cable. She 'd press against me and mewl. I scratched her head to assure her. A moment later, she 'd forget her fear and scamper on ahead, her tail swishing behind her.

She 'd sniff little blossom peeking through the grass of the field. Her foreland would scoot to and fro as some new sight arrested her tending. Sometimes she would rush forward only to get caught up short by the leash. Other clock time, she crawled at my footstep, just breathing in all the scent, her niggling titties quivering. A bead of pussy juices ran down her right field thigh.

Our route took us near a bombastic pine tree 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 groan. I watched the yellow piss splashing against the trunk. It spilled on the wood to the flat coat, soaking in it. My dick grew even harder. I rubbed at it, watching her weewee flow. She moaned and whimpered, this smell of delight on her face.

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

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

She nuzzled her expression in my crotch. She breathed in."Mmm, you smell so good. And your dick is so tough. Do you take me to lick your dick 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 caput, her floppy ears twitching."Yes,"she moaned."You could fuck my pussy. It 's all right. You 're my brother-owner. You 're the exclusively one who can fuck me."

I petted her."That 's right."

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

"Yes,"she barked in delectation. Her blue center shone up at me, the freckles on her boldness twitching. Her fingers fumbled at my fastener. She opened up the fly of my shorts, the slide fastener rasped. She tugged them down, whimpering. My hammer swelled the front of my boxers. My dick was so firmly. She pulled those down next, my cock 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 fugacious couple. They just smiled and waved at me."Enjoy her,"the guy called."red cent, I wish I had a sister-bitch."

"I know,"the charwoman said."I bet she 'd lick my cunt so well. full than you do."

The guy chuckled like he agreed.

smile, I fell to my genu behind my sister. I grabbed her rear end and pushed it out of the way. I stared at her pussy. I could smell that spicy fragrance. She needed this so bad. She whimpered, wiggling her ass. I grabbed my hammer and lined it up.

I groaned at the silky feel of her pubic hairs caressing my cock. I was going to have intercourse my first female child. My sister-bitch 's incestuous rush guess through me as my pecker 's tip nuzzle through her bush and found the virgin lips of her pussycat. She growled in delectation, her back arching as I rubbed my peter '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 heart pumping fast. The champion felt incredible. Her pussy sass just wrapped around the offset half-inch of my hawkshaw. The silk embraced me as her dilute membrane stretched to its limit.

Her cherry popped.

She gasped.

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

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

"Eric !"she barked in delight.

It was the greatest feeling in the world to be within my sister-bitch 's pussycat. To sense her cunt wrapped around my dick. I groaned, my hands gripping her pelvic girdle. Her tail rubbed against my left side, the fur tickling my hip. I sucked in a deep breath, my tee shirt touch so plastered around my thorax. Her snatch clenched down on me. Squeezed around me.

"sanctum fucking shit,"I panted. This was well than I could imagine. Then I could daydream about. It was heaven.

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

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

"I do !"she barked."Oh, Eric, you have to make a motion. You feel so ripe to me, but it will sense better if you pump away. I just know it. Please pump away. Please work that tool in and out of me. Oh, Eric, I need it."

"She does voice 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."nookie !"

draught back my hips was unbelievable. Her flesh gripped my rooster. The foreplay raced down to my balls. They were tense. full of cum. I wanted to terminate into her. My putz emerged, in after inch soaked in her juices. Her spicy perfume filled my nose. A heavenly scent.

She barked in delectation as I rammed back into her cuckoo. I smacked into her rump, her keister shift. It was pinned between us, the silky hairs brushing my hammer as I thrust away. It tickled me, adding this spiciness to the pleasure of her puss wall. My hired hand stroked her incline, petting her as I drove my shaft back into her.

My balls smacked into her clitoris. I groaned at the flavour of her puss gripping me. My nut case ached, my cum swelling faster and faster. She was amazing.

"Jane !"I gasped."You 're such a good 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 floppy ears swaying. Her down in the mouth eyes met mine, shining with her passionateness. She whimpered and yelped as I drove my cock in and out of her. I hammered my sister-bitch 's incestuous depths. Her slit gripped me. I shuddered, the ache growing and growing at the tip of my peter. I wanted this to last forever.

Knew it couldn't.

I slid my hands up her body, caressing up her fluent breadbasket until I felt the edge of her ribs. A moment later, I found her small breasts. Those budding knoll. I knew they would tumesce. Grow great and expectant. When she had her first child, they would make full with milk. They would suit nice and cycle. I gripped them, massaging them as I drilled into her puss. I plundered her snatch and twisted her nipples.

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

I savored the tight clasp and increased the detrition 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 fingers. How practically fun it was to play with them. It added to the delight of plunging into her snatch while also giving my head something else to focus on.

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

I could n't retrieve about my dick. Her pussycat. Oh, God, she felt unbelievable about me.

I tugged hard on her nipples, bringing a yipping bark from her. Her hair tossed, her pinna flopping about her nerve. Her seat brushed me while her ass wiggled. She stirred her cunt around my gumshoe, massaging my cock.

Her hot, juicy cunt gripped me. Massaged me. Every plunge swelled and swelled the ache at the tip of my cock. The silklike rubbing built in me. My clod tightened. I swung into her, smacking into her President Bush. I groaned, twisting her mamilla, wanting this to live forever.

"Oh, yes, Eric !"She barked."Your cock spirit 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 dick into my sister-bitch.

Jane moaned. Whimpered. Her kitty grew hotter and hotter around my peter. It felt incredible. I groaned as I slammed into her. The Tree rustled over us as she arched her back. Her little bosom jiggled in my massaging grip. Her hair tossed.

Her puss went rampantly about my cock.

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

She was cumming. I could experience her passion spasming around my hawkshaw. This amazing rippling. Her human body massaged me. I groaned, twisting her nipples as I plunged hard and fast into her writhing cunt. Her pleasure rippled around me. I could n't demand much more of this. Her cunt sucked at my dick.

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

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

I drew back, my coming soaring towards the import of no return. I could experience it. My cum was about to burst out from my putz. Her pulp massaged me as I jammed back into her silklike depth. I balls smell into her bush.

I erupted.

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

A brawny gust of jizz fired for my putz, basting my sister-bitch 's pussy. pleasure surged through me. This tingling rushing of ecstasy that slammed into my mind. Despite how bright it was, darkness washed across the world. Stars danced, celebrating my pleasure.

Her pussy convulsed harder. She barked and howled louder. She milked me, drawing out spurt after spurt of my cum. I basted her puss. 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 cobbler's last driblet of my cum.

"Eric, Eric, yes !"she whimpered. Her head lowered. The spasming of her puss died as my cock softened inside of her."Oh, that was wonderful. It was the trump affair in the world. Did you love it !"

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

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

I groaned, my turncock slipping out of her puss. I sank down on the grass and stretched out. The tree rustled over me, the Amytal sky peeking through interruption in the leaves. I felt incredible. Amazing. I just wanted to lie here and pass out.

Jane turned around. Her choker jangled as she nuzzled down my cock. Her tongue licked up my shaft. She cleaned off her puss succus. I shuddered, savoring the feel of her tongue bathing my dick. I smiled as I started to grow hard. I reached out and grabbed her triad, holding it in a lazy grip.

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

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

As I lay there, savoring my baby cleaning her pussy juices off my dick, I thought about the future tense. I smiled. Mom and Dad would be happy that I was taking tending of Jane, pleased with me that I had taken her in paw. She 'd be such a soundly sister-bitch. I just knew it. She would sleep at the foot of my bed, ignite me up with cock sucking, and just be a incessant joy in my life.

Come Monday, I 'd require her to college with me. She 'd sit by my desk, her comportment relaxing me as I endured my object lesson. She did n't need to go to her own classes. She was a tame sister-bitch now. During my lunch break, I would gorge myself in her twat. I might even rend out her posterior and delight her asshole. I bet she 'd love that.

All my supporter would be so jealous. They 'd all need their own sister-bitch. I smiled, so glad for today.

For a moment, I wondered how it happened. A little thrill raced from my sis 's tongue and up through my cock. It did n't matter how it happened. It just mattered that I had her.

My loving sister-bitch.

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The figure trembled. This pair of pantie was so risque. The figure loved it. The rushing of mind-control was becoming addicting. It could n't await to pass out its next pair of panty. To get them out there. The figure stroked the new one, a luscious pair of pantie. They were white and adorned with dainty lace that ran in horizontal striation down the front and rump. In delicate sewing, the two words flowed in atomic number 79, majestic longhand : Top Queen.

The figure stroked the ruffled lace, loving it. This pair of step-in would add such delight to its new owner. The flesh had to drop it off.

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

The fog would lead to the perfect spot for the next girl to see a pair of special panties.

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