Mind-Control scanty

report eighter from Decatur : Hot & Naughty Bitch

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for beta version 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 place that young girls shopped at. Nor was it even a place that people typically went to to find clothing. It was a gaming depot.

The berth tingled its dope. The air hummed with probability, hazard, and wagers. The possibility sent a rush through its mineral vein. If it had n't found this new high of judgement ascendence, it would be tempted to see what form of deviltry it could get up to in here.

None of the customers, almost entirely male, noticed its front as it ghosted between the ledge covered in notional ware. Everything from role-playing biz books to miniature war game name abounded. The shelves were stocked with all manner of dice and rulers and paints and card sleeves and a host of other items the figure had never encountered before. It almost overwhelmed its senses, but it remembered its mission.

Clutched in the public figure 's script was a especial pair of scanty. It was cut narrow than other single it had dropped off, almost a G-string save it spread into a triangular mend of cloth at the spine with decent room for two words to be written : Wild Bitch. Printed in scarlet letters, the set phrase contrasted with the light-blue polyester/cotton portmanteau word.

With a motion-picture show, it tossed its creation onto a box of war game miniatures, the example on the concealment all brandishing futuristic weapons.

The pantie were out of place. They should be noticed.

Only its destined owner would.

With a final moan, the build slipped away with nondescript comfort through the fanboys browsing the wares. It passed by guys excited at what they 'd discovered, exulting in pulling a rare card out of a booster pack or at finding the last box of a set of miniatures. As the figure stepped out, a Whitney Young man stepped in.

Eric Mitchels had a put-on look on his youthful look. The nineteen-year-old boy was tall with a runners build. He looked athletic and more put together look than the usual clientele that shopped here. He wore a tight tank top made of some futuristic material that hugged his torso and a distich of running shorts. He had sunglasses perched on his head. He was on his college 's track and field team, but he was also someone who enjoyed playing collectible card games.

There was a new set out for his best-loved 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 sidekick 's short-change locks. She stood slender, appearing almost like a tomboy. She wore a baggy T-shirt and liberal denim, a baseball cap perched on her headway. Her blue middle, the Lapp tincture as her older chum, flicked around while she gushed at all the wonderful sights. A smile spread on her lips, dimpling her freckled cheeks.

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

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

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

He rolled his center. His sister did n't seem to notice that he grit his tooth. He shook his head word, hating that his parents forced him to watch her for the afternoon. He was already heading towards the shoplifter coterie, bore to pull up 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 nail his deck.

Jane, however, was pointing at a duo of step-in. They struck her as odd, perched over a box of some kind of chassis. She drifted to the pair and snagged them up. She shuddered as the tingle rippled through her. She turned them in her hands, her optic falling on the narrow strip that widened into a triangle.

"Wild beef,"she whispered, this naughty kick shooting through her.

Without thought, 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 show, eager to see what he was doing. She loved hanging out with her older brother.

If she could, she would follow him everywhere.

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Eric Mitchels

It was around eleven in the daybreak when I was finally gear up to get up. It was a Saturday, so I was taking it wanton. The atmospheric condition was great, and while I thought I might go for a jog, I was itching to head to the secret plan store. I had another twenty I could spend on champion face pack. Maybe this meter I get the card. I could n't yield to buy it, it was way too much on the secondary winding food market. It would complete my deck. I wanted to be set for next Friday night.

Deciding on heading to the game shop instead of going for a jog, I stood up and pulled on a pair of jean shorts. I snagged a tight t-shirt, pulling it over my fit contour. I stood up, stretching. My stomach rumbled, so I figure I could get something to eat on the way. I wrenched loose the door and came face-to-face with my slight sister.

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

She had on a tight pair of denim that hugged her flesh. The jean clung to shapely thighs. While she did n't make very much hips, she had some feminine breaking ball to her eighteen-year-old trunk. Even stranger, I could see her stomach. She wore a belly shirt, a fringe of pinko running down beneath the cloth cupping her small white meat. There was no way she was wearing a bra. Her top was strapless, a band of purple cloth wrapped around her trunk. I shivered as this strange tingle running through me. It rippled across my skin and ended at my cock. I started to chub up.

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

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

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

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

Normally, I would say no, but all the blood was rushing to my dick. She was looking ... sexy. Her stomach was savourless and toned, her breasts, while low, had a dainty physique to them. Her mamilla pressed hard, poking at the thin cloth.

"Sure."

Joy burst to lifetime in her eyes. She squealed and threw her limb around my neck. She bounced up and planted a buss on my cheek. I could 've sworn I felt her clapper for a second like she licked me. Then she snuggled up against me, gripping my arm. She had this spirit of abject joy, this wild delight.

I could n't assist but notice the light-blue border of her panties 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 identity card this metre ?"she asked as we headed down the hallway.

"Only one way to feel out,"I said, my dick at a full hard-on. I wanted to adjust myself, but I could n't in front of my little sister. tinker's dam, she smelled good, too. Something like lilac in the air. This flowery scent. aromatise ? Jane was wearing perfume and makeup ?

What was going on ?

I felt that quiver racing through me the intact way down the stairs. I could n't aid but notice her house, little knocker jiggling in her blotto top. They were blossoming into a delicious pair of boob. I was rock-hard. I wanted to head back to my bedroom and stroke my shaft while thinking about my little babe. This was insane. She felt so nice against my arm. She rubbed her cheek against my shoulder, giggling in delight.

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

Our mother peeked in from the kitchen."Oh, do n't you two look cunning together. I 'm sword lily you 're spending some meter with your little sister. I know how much she loves hanging out with you."

"Yeah,"I said, trying not to ogle my Sister 's budding titmouse 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 rider bottom of my Toyota Corolla. It was over a ten old, but it ran. I slipped in and started it up. She was bouncing on her seat, her light-brown hair's-breadth swaying about her face. Her cheekbones were delicate, her back talk deep red red. The eye shadow only enhanced the late blue of her center. I kept glancing at her as I drove, staring at her exposed midriff and enticing cleavage. Even her shoulders were cute.

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

We reached the game shop after about ten second, Jane bursting out of the car and racing around to my position before I could climb out. She took my arm the moment I got out, rubbing her boldness 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 spine of my mind, but I ignored it. I headed inside, the doorbell tinkling as we entered.

It was Saturday, so the blank space was packed. There was some card tourney going on in the cover, a crowd of actor huddled around folding board. They were n't playing my game. It looked like one of the gum anime ace with the cunning girls. I was n't quite into that. Dragon ball Z was about as far as I went down that path.

Jane 's head darted left and right as we headed towards the booster unit gang. She chatted, her phonation making this soothing background interference. I paid only half aid of what she said, it was all just excited barks. Cute, but meaningless. Her head darted around, her heart extensive. I swear her hips were wiggling.

I grabbed a brace of lifter packs off the wrack, and then I noticed something. Beside them was a little rack of cosplay token. basic stuff. Some headbands for that ninja anime, a few shirts, and a pair of dog pinna on a headband. The moment I saw them, the chill raced through me. I seized the dog auricle, not caring about the cost, and placed them on my sister 's head. The floppy spike dangled down the side of her head teacher, swaying as she moved. I could n't help 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 centre."They look cute on you."

She squealed and threw her blazonry around my neck. She pressed that lithe torso against me, my dick throbbing as she planted another osculation on my cheek. This sentence, I was sealed I felt her tongue licking for a second. Then she broke away, her dog ears swaying and flopping around. She raced around me, giggling and squealing. I smiled, her trunk brushing mine as I headed towards the cash register.

When we reached the replication, she darted to stomach right hand beside me. She leaned her elbows on the glass display the immediate payment register set on and said,"looking at what my brother 's buying me. Are n't they cute ?"

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

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

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

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

He nodded, ringing me up. My sister squirmed against me the intact time as I paid. I had just enough money. I got a couple of cent back in variety and then we were off. She clung to me again, her head shakiness, her diskette spike bouncing. Her petty nose twitched.

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

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

"Yes,"she gasped.

She darted her drumhead towards me. Instead of planting a kiss on my buttock like I expected, she brushed my lip. 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 land, all the blood swelling my cock. I do n't recall ever being harder. My sister was just so cute.

I popped afford the first pack, ignoring all the green and uncommons. I went straight for the cobbler's last bill where the rare or the mythical rare would be found.

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

I opened the sec pack, the foil crinkling. Jane was perched on her human knee now trembling as she watched. She had this expression of hope in her optic, her hands clasped before her. She whimpered and whined, her little nose twitching.

"damn,"I moaned, getting a dual realm in the secondly face 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 voice strained."I just know it. This is the one, Eric."

The tingles raced around me. I groaned as I grabbed the tab on the vertebral column of the coterie. I yanked, ripping the sealing gum apart and opening it. I slid the cards out of my hand, fanning through the trash commons, giving the few uncommon a glance, and ...

My spirit almost stopped. There it was. The mythical rare I needed. This notice sold for lxxxvii dollar bill survive clock time I looked online. My heart exalted.

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

I gave a slow nod. With aid, I set the card on my dashboard, my body trembling.

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

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

And then she found my rim. I groaned as her spit thrust into my mouth. She licked around the inside, whimpering against me. My putz throbbed, demanding that Saami caress. I shuddered, my mitt shooting down to the fly of my drawers. I popped the fixing. The slide fastener rasped. I pulled out my cock as I groaned into the kiss with my sister.

I needed her to bang me. I needed her to cream my hammer. If she did, she would be such a respectable, short sister.

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

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

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

I groaned at the incestuous tangency of her hand grabbing my hard putz. I reclined back in my seat, not caring that people were coming in and out of the shop. They walked by the car as my trivial sister leaned down. She was just doing what a secure, short sister should.

There was aught wrong with that. nil I should be ashamed of.

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

She giggled."You like that ?"

I scratched her school principal between her auricle. She shuddered and darted her head down again. She licked all the way across my cock in one long, shuddering go. I groaned, my Lucille Ball tensing at the joy. Such a soundly, little sister.

I kept scratching the top of her headway, petting her as she licked and lapped and bathed the treetop of my peter. It was incredible. Her glossa was so agile. Then she licked at the shaft right beneath my tip, her hand pumping up and down it. I groaned at the incestuous rush shooting through me. I glanced down her dead body, her tail clad in those smashed jeans, the dungaree mold to her precious butt. She wiggled that ass. I groaned. She needed something there.

What ?

My fondness pounded as she licked and lapped and fluttered her lingua across my prick. 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 load of cum. I groaned, continuing to pet her headland. I shifted in my keister. She was such a unspoiled, little ... sister. Yeah, she was a good, little sister.

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

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

I closed my eyes, just letting myself enjoy it. Her knife 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 hired man pumped up and down my saliva-soaked shaft.

"Goddamn, that 's in effect,"I groaned. I opened my middle."nooky, Jane, you 're such a unspoiled little ... bitch."

Yeah, she was a dependable, little gripe. My aphrodisiacal sister-bitch. I shuddered as her lips nuzzled against my balls. She sucked on one for a moment, her tongue acting with it. joy shot up to the tip of my dick, my putz twitch in her suitcase. Her hired man pumped up and down my shaft. Her grasp sent pleasure flowing through me.

Then she was licking back up my dig. She dragged her knife the entire way up. I felt her floppy capitulum brushing my stomach. Her backtalk reached the tip. She nuzzled against it. Her tongue licked and lapped at the twat, gathering up my precum.

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

Her hips wagged back and forth, her voice moaning around my stopcock.

I stared down at her she sucked on my rooster, her brim sealed around it. Her floppy ears swayed around her side as she bobbed her head. Her tongue never stopped licking me as she blew my dick. Incestuous pleasure surged through me as the imperativeness built and built at the tip of my rooster. I shuddered as my little sister-bitch pleased me. She gave me what I craved. What I needed.

"ass, yes, Jane !"I groaned."Keep suction. have sure you swallow all. Good, niggling sister-bitch 's enjoy all their crony 's cream."

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

I could n't take much more of this. My manus tightened on her headspring, gripping her hair. She had such a silky coat. I held sloshed, making certain she kept sucking. The force per unit area rose and rose, my sister-bitch swirling her tongue around the tip.

That was it. I exploded.

My cum fired into my small sister-bitch 's sass. Blast after eruption 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 groundwork jammed on the brakes. I groaned, savoring the pleasure.

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

"Jane !"I groaned."Oh, piece of ass, Jane, you 're just the dependable sister-bitch there is."

I relaxed my grip. She popped her rima oris off my cock and sat up. She licked her back talk, cleaning up a footling bit of my mettle that had escaped her oral cavity. Her blue eyes met mine, brimming with pleasure. I scratched between her auricle. She shuddered.

"I did good ?"she asked.

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

She squealed in delectation and hugged me again. Her tongue licked up my impertinence over and over. I shuddered, smiling. I was buzzing in pleasure. 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 take care of her.

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

She nodded her head, her center lustrous with upheaval."Yes !"she barked."We have to."

She bounced on her knees in the buns, whining. Her excitement 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 mind out. Her diskette dog ears flapped in the pushover. She looked like she was having so practically fun. My cock throbbed, so glad I had my footling sister-bitch to postulate guardianship of.

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

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

She was missing something there.

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

"sledding 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 face. Some sister-bitches you 'd let to chase all over. She was such a good puppy. I scratched her head, 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 Methedrine doors whisked open on our approach. The pet store was arrayed before us. It brimmed with possibilities. So many of them. Jane 's point whipped around, her mane of long, John Brown hair sweeping about her shoulders. Her little tit jiggled in her compressed knocker underground. Should a sister-bitch wear clothing ? I blinked at that mind, this tingle racing through my body. Well, of course, she needed wearing apparel. She could n't go around naked.

Why not ? the tingle seemed to whisper.

"Ooh, spirit 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."Come on, I know exactly what you need."

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

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

We walked down the aisle, looking for what we needed. We passed chew miniature, pet food, accessories for birds, fish tanks, and then we got to the leash. I passed the ones for cats', heading for the hound'. There were so many of them. I looked around them, my gaze flicking redress and left. There were some that were made of rough, canvas-like material while others were made of smooth leather. A sturdy material. Long lasting. Some were fatheaded, but that did n't look to fit my sister-bitch. She was a petite thing.

She needed something dainty.

When I laid eyes on the pin down black shoe collar studded with shining rivets, I knew it was perfect for her. I pulled it down, the cordate tag swaying. The shiny metal glinted. I needed to consume it engraved. I gripped the leather dance orchestra, smiling.

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

"I have to pay for it,"I said."And it has to get engraved. I need to make your public figure on it so citizenry will recognize who you are."

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

Next, we headed to the trey. I wanted something to keep her close but had enough length to let her manoeuvre. I could n't let her get too far. I also was n't a fan of those threesome that you could retract or play out. I wanted something more traditional. Something that would go with her collar. There was a fatal, leather leash. It was the same sullen ending. It was pricier, but this was for my sister-bitch. I would spare no expenses for her.

I snagged it, my sister nodding in approving. She darted ahead of me, her cute rump wiggling in those tight dungaree. I had to find that accessory. It was the adjacent thing I needed. I headed down the gangway, looking. Scanning. A sister-bitch needed a tail.

Two aisle over, I found the animal white tie. They had bushy fox tails, slick cattails, crooked rascal keister, and even dog fundament. I frowned. None of them were right. They were all the type that clipped onto the spinal column of the knickers or were held on by some sort of adhesive material. They did n't look 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 hold it in stead.

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

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

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

I felt that shudder wavelet over my baby while the saleswoman blinked her eyes. She shook her psyche, her shadow pilus swaying about the blue polo she wore. Her eyes went out of nidus for a moment."Oh, that 's rattling. And you need to get a fanny for her, right ?"

"Yeah, but you do n't have the properly unity,"I said."Where are the ones with the cud ? 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 here. You gon na involve to go to a more adult store."

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

My sister-bitch gave me a confused look.

"Yep,"the clerk said."I 'm sure you 'll feel 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 store and we take care of you,"she said. She had such a friendly smile on her rim. She reached out to pet Jane 's head.

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

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

"Yep,"I said, my hired man sliding down to seize my sister-bitch 's ass through her jeans."She 's such a joy. I 'm really enjoying having her around."

"I bet you are,"she said."You should consider 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 glow off some energy."

The salesgirl smiled and then headed off to facilitate another customer. I led my sister to the back of the depot. A middle-aged guy with dense spyglass took the tag to inscribe Jane on the front man and in small letters beneath,"Owned by her comrade Eric."It took about ten minutes, then he handed it back over, the tag warm to the touch modality.

Jane gushed seeing her public figure written in the flowing cursive script."Oh, it 's so pretty,"she moaned."Please, please, can I hold out it ? I want to weary 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 line. There was a number of customers before us, and only one teller 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 small bosom and hard pap rubbing into my side of meat. She humped her pussy against my leg, her jean rasp against my skin. She was so antsy. I squeezed her ass, holding her tight as she moaned. She definitely needed to go to the common and workplace off some energy.

I needed to operate off some energy, too. My dick throbbed.

Finally, we reached the cashier. As she rang us up, a strange prickling rippled out of my sister. I blinked, shaking my drumhead, then realized that the threesome and arrest were in a bag and that the cashier was smiling at me.

"Enjoy your day,"she said.

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

The prickling soothed away any questions.

The bit we were outside the store, I pulled out the collar. Jane swept back her hair and held it out of the way. Her floppy dog auricle swayed about her facial expression as I wrapped the choker about her neck. I cinched it tight, the smuggled leather contrasting with her pale skin. Her tag dangled down to the hollow of her throat, the metallic heart glinting. Her public figure shone. She let out a whimpering squeal of delight, bouncing in home, the tag flashing.

I pulled back on the tab on the trine, opening its grip. I snapped it around the tintinnabulation of Jane 's neckband. She trembled, her doggy capitulum swaying about her facial expression. She stared up at me with such joy in her optic as I gripped the trine. She could n't get far away from me now. She let out a bark of joy, her look bursting with pleasure.

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

"She 's such a dependable 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 peter was so hard.

"seed on,"I said, aching to exert her right here."We need one to a greater extent 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 knee like a undecomposed sister-bitch.

I smiled as I held the leash and strolled across the parking lot. She scampered with me, crawling on her hands and knee, her floppy auricle swaying about her boldness. She did n't try to bolt 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 correct up, sitting on her stifle in the tooshie, her head darting around. The cordate tag glinted and flashed as it danced across the hollow of her throat. I unlatched her III and closed the door. She immediately rolled down the window and stuck her forefront out. She had such joy in her flushed cheeks, her blue eyes shining.

I rushed around the car, climbed into the driver behind, and started the engine. She whooped in delight as I backed out of the space, her ass shoved right at me. Her jeans clung to it. The jean was in the way, hiding the truly delectable role about her.

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

I had driven by the Adult playhouse so many fourth dimension. It had a sleazy look about it, the XXX flash in red about the silhouette of a au naturel charwoman. All the windows were blacked out. The office promised to sell adult novelties. It promised such puckish delights inside.

I got out of my car and headed around the car to Jane 's side. I opened her room access 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 store. Though I was nineteen, I 'd never ben in this form of place. I 'd always chickened out. Well, I needed my sister-bitch and the last thing she needed was inside here. I led her to the doorway, Jane heeling me. I opened it, revealing the seedy shop.

Naked bosom were everywhere. On DVD boxes. Magazine covers. Sex toy boxwood. groan echoed through the computer memory. Dirty videos played on small TVs in the corners. The gasps and moan rippled through the air. A shaggy guy leaned over a return. He hardly glanced up from the magazine he read as I walked inside. Jane pressed against me. She whimpered. I could tell she was uncomfortable. I led her through the store, my buttock burning. We passed the sex toys. There were so many of them.

"damn,"I muttered, glancing at some of the things. shammer cocks. Vibrators. Anal beads. There were some strangely shaped things.

And then I found it. They were right next to the butt end plug. I groaned at the sight of the after part. There were a cat arse and a furry dog tail matching the diskette ears my sis wore. I snagged it up, smiling delight.

"This is what you need,"I said.

"Yes,"barked Jane. She pressed her boldness against my calfskin again, rubbing against my hirsute leg.

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

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

"Hey, time lag !"the shaggy-haired guy grunted."You have to ..."His words trailed off though. I glanced at him, his face going blank shell. Then he said,"Have a expert day."

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

Daylight flooded around us. It almost was a physical bearing. I groaned as I let my piddling sister out. She let out a barque sculptural relief and darted towards the car. She gasped as the leash pulled her up short. She turned around to front at me, impatience painted across her brass. 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 leash, 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 her house, fiddling titty. Her nipples were hard.

I pinched one.

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

I petted her whisker through the open 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 ears danced around her face. God, she was cute.

I raced to the parking area. I broke speeding law of nature to get us there. What should have taken ten second took three. I screeched to a stop in the parking space, breathing in the fresh air. I climbed out of the car, running around to liberate Jane. I clicked on her III before she could get away. She whimpered, looking at the open Grass. Her breasts quivered as she crouched beside the car.

"Eric !"she groaned.

"Get those blue jean off and then we 'll work,"I said."I do n't recognise why I 'm letting you jade clothes. You 're a sister-bitch, and it 's a beautiful day."

"right hand,"she barked.

She stood up to sound off off her shoes. Then she wiggled off the pink socks she wore. following were the jeans. She unsnapped them, her hip wiggling from face to side as she worked off the smashed material. She exposed a pair of light blue panties. They were practically a flip-flop but widened into a triangle at the top of her prat. I admired her ass, mostly seeable 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 beneficial sister-bitch.

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

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

She sank down to her hired man and knees on the pasturage, her rump arched up. She was ready for her rear end. I knelt down beside her and brought the conelike end of the butt-plug to her lips. She instinctively knew what to do, opening her lip wide. I pressed it passed her lips, letting her saliva soak it. She swirled her knife around it, whimpering. Her little white meat 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 hand. She 's been a bratwurst, but no longer."

"That 's improbable,"the charwoman said."You enjoy your day."

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

My prick throbbed as I brought the prat stopple to my babe 's asscheeks. I pressed the cone between them, finding her anatomical sphincter. She groaned, her dew glistening on her pubic haircloth. I could sense the spicy scent of Jane 's pussy. I breathed in the fragrance as I pushed the fundament 's plug against her backdoor.

She groaned and whimpered, her back arching. Her shit widened and widened, swallowing more and more of the spit-lubed butt wad. She gasped, her heading tossing, floppy ear dancing. Her asshole stretch out wider. My dick ached as I watched it disappear into her asshole.

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

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

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

She scampered around, her tail swishing, and darted to me. She licked up my face, her tongue washup me. Our lips met and I kissed her. I thrust my natural language into my sister-bitch 's mouth. I gripped the leash groaning as I loved her. She was so industrious. So in demand of her walk.

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

"Yes !"she barked.

She crawled ahead of me, her new posterior swishing back and forth. She was finally perfect tense. Naked and beautiful, my sister-bitch with all her accessory. Her collar jangled with her every measure. I sauntered after her, adjusting my cock in my jeans. I could n't help but stare at that blind drunk ass, her pooch backside swishing over her butt-cheeks. Her pussy would peek out, that pink dent adorned by her curly-brown pubic hair. Dew glistened on her sleek strand, showing her excitement.

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

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

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

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

"Yes !"she moaned, her coxa wiggling.

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

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

"rightfield !"she barked.

My sister-bitch crawled ahead, dope blade whisking against her hired hand and stifle. Her head darted to and fro. As I walked her, guy and little girl would come up to pet her head. Sometimes, she would solve their hands while other times she would cower close to me, especially if they were tall guy cable. She 'd press against me and wail. I scratched her read/write head to assure her. A moment later, she 'd forget her fear and scurry on ahead, her hindquarters swishing behind her.

She 'd sniff picayune blossom peeking through the grass of the field. Her pass would scud to and fro as some new survey arrested her attending. Sometimes she would rush forward only to get caught up light by the leash. former sentence, she crawled at my pace, just breathing in all the odor, her little titties quivering. A beading of cunt juice ran down her right thigh.

Our path took us near a heavy 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 Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, turning around. She squatted down and groaned. I watched the yellowness weewee splashing against the trunk. It spilled on the wood to the ground, soaking in it. My pecker grew even harder. I rubbed at it, watching her urine flow. She moaned and whimpered, this look of pleasure 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 face in my crotch. She breathed in."Mmm, you smell so good. And your cock is so laborious. Do you need me to lap your cock again ?"

"I need something a bit to a greater extent than that,"I said."You 're going to be a near, picayune sister-bitch, right ?"

She nodded her school principal, her floppy ears twitching."Yes,"she moaned."You could screw my snatch. It 's all right. You 're my brother-owner. You 're the only one who can know me."

I petted her."That 's right."

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

"Yes,"she barked in delight. Her blue centre shone up at me, the freckles on her look vellication. Her fingers fumbled at my fixing. She opened up the fly of my shorts, the zip fastener rasped. She tugged them down, whimpering. My cock swelled the battlefront of my boxers. My dick was so concentrated. She pulled those down next, my dick 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 passing couple. They just smiled and waved at me."Enjoy her,"the guy called."shit, I wish I had a sister-bitch."

"I know,"the woman said."I bet she 'd lick my pussy so well. comfortably 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 kitty. I could sense that spicy fragrance. She needed this so bad. She whimpered, wiggling her ass. I grabbed my cock and lined it up.

I groaned at the silky flavor of her pubic hairs caressing my cock. I was going to fuck my inaugural lady friend. My sister-bitch 's incestuous rush shot through me as my pecker 's tip nuzzle through her chaparral and found the pure lips of her pussy. She growled in delight, 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 wiz felt incredible. Her pussy lips just wrapped around the commencement half-inch of my dick. The silk embraced me as her fragile 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 delight as I sank more and Sir Thomas More of my dick into her cunt. I groaned as her slick flesh engulfed me. I gripped her derriere in one mitt, tugging on it just enough to palpate the butt hype. I went deeper into her. Sinking to the hilt in her.

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

"Eric !"she barked in delight.

It was the corking smell in the public to be inside my sister-bitch 's pussy. To feel her slit wrapped around my shaft. I groaned, my work force gripping her hips. Her tail rubbed against my unexpended English, the fur tickling my hip. I sucked in a deep breath, my jersey feeling so tight around my pectus. Her puss clenched down on me. Squeezed around me.

"holy place fucking shit,"I panted. This was easily than I could imagine. Then I could stargaze about. It was heaven.

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

"You like that, huh ?"I groaned, wanting to motivate and yet enjoying the feel of her around me too lots to do so. I was pinned between two unlike 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 piece of work that cock in and out of me. Oh, Eric, I need it."

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

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

Drawing back my hip was incredible. Her flesh gripped my hammer. The stimulation raced down to my lump. They were tense. Full of cum. I wanted to provoke into her. My cock emerged, inch after in soaked in her succus. Her spicy aroma filled my nose. A heavenly scent.

She barked in joy as I rammed back into her twat. I smacked into her rump, her buttocks shifting. It was pinned between us, the silky hairs brushing my cock as I thrust away. It tickled me, adding this spice to the delight of her twat rampart. My hand stroked her sides, petting her as I drove my gumshoe back into her.

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

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

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

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

Knew it couldn't.

I slid my hands up her body, caressing up her smooth out stomach until I felt the sharpness of her ribs. A here and now later, I found her humble breasts. Those budding hill. I knew they would puff up. Grow larger and larger. When she had her first child, they would fill with milk. They would become nice and unit of ammunition. I gripped them, massaging them as I drilled into her pussy. I plundered her cunt and twisted her nipples.

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

I savored the tight grip and increased the friction of her puss. I plunged with military unit into her as I manipulated those operose nubs. I twisted them. Pulled on them. I loved how they felt between my fingers. How much fun it was to dally with them. It added to the delight of plunging into her snatch while also giving my mind something else to pore on.

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

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

I tugged hard on her mamilla, bringing a yipping barque from her. Her hair tossed, her ears flopping about her face. Her fag end brushed me while her ass wiggled. She stirred her cunt around my dick, massaging my cock.

Her hot, juicy snatch gripped me. Massaged me. Every plunge swelled and swelled the ache at the tip of my cock. The silklike clash built in me. My balls tightened. I swung into her, smacking into her George Walker Bush. I groaned, twisting her nipple, wanting this to finis forever.

"Oh, yes, Eric !"She barked."Your cock feels so amazing. Something 's happening to me. I can experience 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 intemperately. She deserves it !"

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

Jane moaned. Whimpered. Her pussy grew hotter and hotter around my dick. 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 travelling bag. Her hair tossed.

Her pussy went groundless about my cock.

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

She was cumming. I could find her passion spasming around my dick. This puzzle wavelet. Her flesh massaged me. I groaned, twisting her tit as I plunged hard and fast into her writhing cunt. Her pleasure rippled around me. I could n't aim much Thomas More of this. Her puss 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 climax soaring towards the moment of no take. I could feel it. My cum was about to erupt from my dick. Her flesh massaged me as I jammed back into her silky profundity. I balls smacked into her bush.

I erupted.

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

A muscular blast of jizz fired for my dick, basting my sister-bitch 's kitty. pleasure surged through me. This tingling rush of raptus that slammed into my mind. Despite how bright it was, darkness washed across the world. hotshot 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 twat. I flooded her. I groaned, dizzy from the ecstasy pummeling my mind.

"Yes, Jane, that 's amazing,"I groaned as her puss wrung out the net cliff of my cum.

"Eric, Eric, yes !"she whimpered. Her oral sex lowered. The spasming of her pussy died as my shaft softened inside of her."Oh, that was wonderful. It was the near matter in the world. Did you be intimate it !"

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

She threw a look over her articulatio humeri and beamed at me.

I groaned, my stopcock slipping out of her pussy. I sank down on the gage and stretched out. The tree rustled over me, the blue sky sky peeking through gaps in the leaves. I felt incredible. Amazing. I just wanted to lie here and pass out.

Jane turned around. Her neckband jangled as she nuzzled down my dick. Her tongue licked up my shaft. She cleaned off her pussy juices. I shuddered, savoring the look of her glossa bathing my dick. I smiled as I started to get severe. I reached out and grabbed her trine, holding it in a work-shy grip.

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

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

As I lay there, savoring my sister cleaning her puss succus off my dick, I thought about the future. I smiled. Mom and Dad would be glad that I was taking care of Jane, pleased with me that I had taken her in hand. She 'd be such a good sister-bitch. I just knew it. She would sleep at the invertebrate foot of my bed, wake me up with blowjobs, and just be a invariable joy in my life.

seed Monday, I 'd take her to college with me. She 'd sit by my desk, her bearing relaxing me as I endured my lesson. She did n't require to go to her own course of instruction. She was a naturalize sister-bitch now. During my luncheon break, I would gourmandize myself in her pussy. I might even pull out her tail and enjoy her bunghole. I bet she 'd love that.

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

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

My loving sister-bitch.

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The bod trembled. This pair of step-in was so naughty. The figure loved it. The rush of mind-control was becoming addicting. It could n't wait to eliminate out its adjacent pair of panty. To get them out there. The form stroked the new one, a delightful distich of panties. They were white and adorned with prim lace that ran in horizontal bands down the front man and rump. In soft stitching, the two news flowed in gold, royal cursive : Top Queen.

The fig stroked the undulate lace, loving it. This pair of step-in would bring such delight to its new owner. The human body had to drop it off.

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

The fog would lead to the arrant spot for the next female child to find a couple of extra panties.

To be continued in the next narrative of Mind-Controlling step-in ...