Domination Ch. 02

bydaemonrunner©

Thank you all for your comments on Chapter 1 of this series along with your patience.

Note: Thank you to WA001 for his assistance with editing this story.

Please enjoy and your comments, both good and bad, are much appreciated.

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I pulled into the parking lot for my job just moments before I needed to clock in. If I hurried, I would be able to clock-in and be on time and not be considered late. Just then, I heard my phone ding with a message coming in. Picking it up, I checked my messages and saw there were a few from my sister. Opening them up, my eyes went wide in shock as I saw first my sister in some skimpy underwear blowing kisses at the camera. The next picture was of her winking at the camera as she was biting her nail and her bra had come down showing one of her lovely breasts. The next picture was a reflection from her dresser mirror of her thong covered ass as she peered over her shoulder. The last one was a picture of her pussy, fully exposed as her thong was moved off to the side, as she was spreading her labia open so I could look deep inside of her.

No matter how hard I tried not to be, I was hard as a rock. I then heard another message come in and checked it and it was a message saying, "Just thinking of you and wanted to give you something to think about when I can't be by your side."

I thought for a second and then responded back to her, "You are an evil woman! How dare you make me hard before work! You will definitely be punished for this later."

Getting out of my car, I headed inside the restaurant and went to clock in. Unfortunately, I was about fifteen seconds late and the system wouldn't let me login as it came up with an error. 'FUCK' I cursed in my head as I knew my manager probably put this shit on my login so he could yell at me for being late. I heard my phone ding again as I forgot to silence it. I checked the message and again it was from Myra with a message, "*giggles* Yes Master. I can't wait to see how you punish my naughty pussy," along with a couple emojis that were blowing kisses and winking at me.

Not giving a shit for getting in trouble, I responded back, "Not now Myra ... I have to go deal with my asshole manager for being late." I silenced my phone and headed to the back to talk to the asshat.

I am going to add a side note here stating that I will only refer to my manager as my manager (or other bad names) and never by his name as he is the biggest asshat I have ever met and if this was the Gladiator movie or some other fight movie where I could legally kill him, I wouldn't hesitate. Just wanted to add that so you didn't start to ask why I kept calling him 'my manager'. Now back to the story.

So I went back to the office and there was the little douchebag sitting there playing on the computer. I saw the screen before he minimized the window and like a putz, he was looking at porn at work. I already knew he had a small dick, sometimes you can just tell which guys have to compensate for their small dicks, but the girls still flirted with his pervert ass so they could get away with whatever they wanted.

My manager was about my height with short black hair that he spiked up. He always wore way too much cologne and drank way too much. He had gotten too touchy feeling with one of the servers one night after work and I heard her big ass boyfriend had punched him in the face giving him the shiner he currently had around his eye. Personally, I felt like punching his other eye just to make them match.

I knocked on the door, but he ignored me for a minute before turning around in his chair with a smug look on his face. "Well, well, well. Look whose late again," he said.

I wanted to say so much more, but I held it back, "Actually, I was only fifteen seconds late today and I have never been late before today."

"Oh? Well ... Frederick!" he responded with my birth name, just another reason I hated this puss bucket of a man, "According to the system here, you have been late every day for the last two weeks," he said pointing to the screen.

I looked down at the screen and I was clocked in anywhere from five to fifteen minutes late each day, though the seconds were always set to zero so I could tell they were set manually, "That is fucking bullshit! I have only been late once and that was today!"

"Well ... since you take time to officially start working, I had to adjust your time." He then signed a piece of paper and handed it to me, "Sign this and I will allow you to stay here."

I took the paper from him and it said I was being reprimanded for being excessively late and if I were late again, I would be fired on the spot. I crumpled up the paper and threw it at his face, "Quit being a pussy and fire me if you want me gone but don't you dare threaten me again!" I growled with my face only being a couple of inches away from his. I went to leave his office and stopped for a second turning my head, "Oh and I expect you to fix my hours to when I actually clocked in or you will be hearing from my lawyer and I will own this company and have you licking the shit off my boot for the rest of your pathetic life."

I left the office feeling a lot different. I hadn't been that forceful before but my experience with my sister that morning must have been rubbing off on me. Either that or something else was changing in me that I hadn't realized before.

As I headed to get to work and grab my dish tubs to get started on work, I saw the one girl that I thought could possibly rival my sister's beauty. She scoffed when she saw me and flung her hair at me. I couldn't help it and started to laugh loudly at her. Quickly turning around she walked back up to me and growled at me, "What the hell is so damn funny?"

"Oh nothing," I laughed before finishing, "Just that my girl is like ten times hotter than you and you are shallower than a kiddie pool."

"Do you really think that little high school slut could even compare to me? I could get any guy I wanted and I don't have to give them shit," she answered acting like she was the best thing in the world.

I laughed even harder at her, "Hell no I don't think that," I replied, "I traded up after that bitch couldn't keep her legs closed. My girl is a college hottie that would have you eating out of the palm of her hand before you even knew what was happening."

This time it was her turn to laugh as she turned and walked away, "There is no way you could get a college girl, especially with the little dick you have in your pants."

"You just keep thinking that bitch!" I replied though I kind of wanted her to think she had the upper hand now.

I saw from the corner of my eye she was shaking her ass just to tempt me but I ignored her. I had Myra now and was curious to see who her pets were. From what I knew of Myra, she would most likely have some of the hotter women and men she knew under her thumb. Just shaking my head at that exchange, I went back to work.

About an hour later, I was cleaning up a table when Beth, the bitch waitress that thought her shit don't stank, walked by and dropped a plate of food on the floor right next to where I was standing. As I went to say something to her, my manager walked up, "Frederick, make sure you clean up your mess."

"My mess?" I angrily responded, "Beth was the one who ..."

"Frederick!" my manger said in a stern voice, "Don't make me write you up for disobeying a direct order."

I could see Beth out from the corner of my eye as her and another server were laughing at the way this prick was treating me. Starting to let my anger take a hold of me, I went to grab a fork to shove it into this prick's eye, throat or even his tiny fucking balls when I heard something from a familiar voice.

"Don't you dare touch that plate my love," Myra said with authority as she walked up beside me. She was wearing a white lace blouse that had some gems on them and was transparent from below her breasts down to just below her navel. There was a little bit of skin poking out before her black skirt went from her waist to a couple inches above her knees. Her legs were on full display and she was wearing wedges that had her cute little toes colored with blood red nail polish. Her hair was down, as it mostly was, and it snaked its silky self-down her neck and into the valley of her breasts. To say it in one word, she looked like a freaking goddess!

"And who the hell are ..." my manager started to say dumbfounded before Myra put up a finger to silence him.

Before she said anything more to him, she wrapped an arm around my neck and kissed me, pushing her tongue into my mouth which I gladly accepted. I moved my hand to her ass and squeezed, noticing that she wasn't wearing any panties, at least not the type that would cover any part of her ass cheeks.

When we broke our kiss, she smiled at me before turning to my manager, "You are not allowed to talk to my man like that worm!"

"Miss, I would like to ask you to ..."

"I said to shut your mouth or I will have it forcefully shut. Do. You. Understand. Worm?" she said as her face was inches from his.

I saw my manager clench his fist but before I could say anything, Clive, the bartender that looked more like a mixed martial artist or a professional wrestler, stepped up, "If you even try to raise a fist to the lady, I will put you in the hospital so that you are drinking from a straw for the rest of your pathetic life worm."

I looked at Clive confused and he winked at me. He always looked scary to me but was a kind man that was in his early 30s and was married. For some reason, he always sparked up a conversation with me and was exceptionally nice to me and mean to Beth, which I found funny as hell.

My manager backed down and bent over to pick up the plate and collect the food that he could with his hands and take them to the back. With Beth still watching, Myra turned to Clive first and gave him a kiss on the cheek and told him to get back to work and thanked him for all he did. What he said surprised the hell out of me as he replied with, "Yes Mistress." I saw a smirk on his face as he nodded and turned to go back to what he was doing.

I looked baffled at Myra who turned back to me and smiled, "What? I told you I had pets and some were put in place for a reason."

"So you had him spying on me then?" I asked though I was more curious than I was upset.

"Not spying but more protecting you. However when I got your message, I texted Clive and he let me know you were talking to the manager and he was belittling you. So as a good slave, I knew I needed to come and save my Master."

"Well ... I can't say I didn't enjoy it," I replied, which in reality, I was aroused at the way she handled him and the fact that she was mine. "Though we will have to talk later about how you gave me an order!"

"My sincerest apologies Master. I did what was needed to protect you as a proper slave should. And you can't tell me that piece of trash didn't have it coming now?" She asked with a smirk on her face. I could only nod in agreement for the moment though it was actually my fault for her being in that position, "Now, how about we get out of here and go do something more ... fun," she said with a seductive smile.

"Umm, Myra. I do still have to work as I have my bills to pay," I responded to her.

"Next weekend, we will go see my... friend. She will make sure you are taken care of financially but until then," she put her hand in her bra and pulled out a wad of cash and handed it to me, "Hopefully this will be enough."

My eyes went wide as I counted two thousand dollars, "Myra, I can't..." I started to say before her lips took mine. She was my slave but she was also my sister and I didn't feel right about taking her money like that, especially if she wouldn't benefit from it, at least not all of it.

When we broke the kiss, she looked deep into my eyes, "Remember Master, you own me. That also includes any money I have and anything else you want of mine."

"Okay. You win this one, but we need to talk about how you keep interrupting me," I replied with a sly smile.

"Yes. Of course, Master," she responded putting her head down for a moment. I put my finger under her chin letting her look up at me. She then spoke up again, "Now, do you have anything you need to gather before we leave Master?" she asked as we made our way towards the back of the restaurant.

"No..." I was saying only to be cut off again. This shit really needed to stop happening as it was starting to piss me off.

"Who the hell do you think you are? There is no way a little bitch like you with your tiny cock could ever get someone as hot as her!" Beth said as she made her way over to us.

"What did you just say bitch?" Myra growled at her.

Beth stood her ground, though she didn't know who she was dealing with and was way out of her league. "You heard wha ..." she started to say only to be cut off by Myra.

"First off, no cock is little as only real men have cocks, unlike your bitch of a manager whose little pecker couldn't please my cat. Secondly, my Master here has a cock that would have you screaming and begging for more." That made Beth's eyes go wide, though I don't know if she was stunned by hearing my cock was being called big or that Myra called me her Master. "Lastly, if I had two hours with a slut like you, I would have you eating out of my hand and licking my Master's toilet without question."

"There is no way he is ..." Beth started to say before being cut off again.

"How about a bet then. If his cock is big enough, then you will meet up with us and do whatever we say next Friday. If you win, then you can have me as your own slave for a day and I will not complain about anything you force me to do. What do you say?" Myra asked, confident that she had already won before she even showed off my cock.

Beth thought for a second and then answered, "Deal, though I have seen some big cocks before so I doubt he could measure up to my standards."

Myra turned to me and whispered, "Are you hard Master?" as she put her hand on my cock.

"Always when you are around my sweet pet," I replied loving the power play she had going.

Myra wasted no time and undid my belt, unbuttoned my pants and zipper and pulled my pants down a little as she knelt down. She looked over at Beth who was intently watching as I could see her breathing increased. Myra then yanked my boxers down and my cock sprung up.

Beth gasped in surprise as she saw the size of my cock. Now I will admit I may not be the longest cock out there but it was a couple inches longer than an average cock, but it was the thickness that I noticed that really was special as it was truly a fat cock. Myra could barely get her hand around my cock as she licked the head tempting Beth. Myra then stood back up, pulling my pants and boxers back up, though I took hold of my belt setting it how I wanted it.

Hanging her head in defeat, Beth pulled out her phone and asked for Myra's number so she could know when to meet up with us. Myra laughed before stepping up to her and saying low enough for me to hear but not anyone else that could be around, "Once Friday is over... you will belong to me and my Master slut. Enjoy your freedom until then."

With that we turned to leave, but not before I made us both a drink as we left. Once outside, she kissed me again as I grabbed her waist and held her close. She let me know to follow her home so I could drop my car off.

Once we were home, I also decided to change real quick to get out of my work clothes. Funny thing was I didn't see either of my parents, though I did see Mom's car out front and knew that they didn't go anywhere unless it was in Mom's car on the weekend as hers was much nicer than Dad's and he loved driving her car.

When I got back to her car, she was playing on her phone while twirling her keys with her other hand leaning against the driver's side door. As I walked up to her, she dropped her phone on the seat of the car and handed me the keys. I looked at her confused and she smiled, "Master should be driving his slaves around and not the other way around. Unless of course Master has something special he needs to do?" I took the keys and helped her into the car but not before caressing her cheek as I went to shut the door. From everything I saw in her eyes, the main thing I saw was her love and affection for me. I truly missed this part of my sister over the past few years.

I walked around the car and slid into the driver's seat. I sat there for a minute before turning the car on. "You sure you want me to drive your car sis?" I asked.

"Mmmhmm," she purred nuzzling into my right arm.

I simply shook my shoulders and backed the car out before heading out of our neighborhood. "So ... where are we going?"

"Head to the mall. We need to get you some better clothes and some nicer dress ones for our date tonight," Myra responded.

"But my clothes are fine enough. Why would I need new ones?" I asked confused. I had always dressed fine from what I could tell, though I did have some clothes that weren't "going out" suitable but then again, I hardly went out so I just wore those around the house.

Myra laughed, "Maybe for you they are good enough silly, but if you are going to be seen with me, then I need to dress you properly. Plus, if you want to grow your slave collection, you have to be presentable enough for the ladies to flock to you."

"So my charming good looks are not good enough then?" I teased back.

She giggled this time as her cheeks turned red, "They are, but you also need to dress accordingly to enhance your charming good looks. Though once most of the girls see what you can do, I doubt most of them would be able to say no to you anyway."

"Does that include Candace as well?" I asked.

"Candace is a different sort of beast. One that you aren't ready to handle just yet. But soon, you will have her under your thumb just like you have me."

"Fair enough," I responded. Candace was her best friend and from what I could tell, she didn't like me very much. She was not as hot as Myra, but that didn't mean I wouldn't sleep with her given the chance.

"So ... does my Master have a thing for Candace?" she asked playfully teasing me while caressing my cock through my pants.

"Not necessarily. I just always saw how she would get angry when I was around and wondered why she was like that. Though part of me always thought you were a lesbian or bi-sexual and you included her in your sexcapades."

"She was more jealous of you than anything. That is why she was always so angry towards you, but we had a lot of fights about how she would treat you," she responded, though her voice was partially saddened.

"Why would she be jealous of me of all people?" I asked curious as to what she meant.

"Simple. She knew how close we used to be and how much I cared for you, though I didn't know I was..." She paused for a minute before continuing, "I was always looking out for you and would do anything for you. Some part of me believes that she is madly in love with me and has been for years, but we have never talked about our true feelings and how she felt for me or how I may or may not feel the same about her. However, she was the first one I took as my slave and she has never done anything against me."

"WOW!" I said shocked, "I would have never thought that she of all people would submit to you. I would have thought it would have been the other way around."

"Well... she did want to be close to me and that was the only way. Though she helped me more than she thought she did."

"Something tells me you want to date your friend. Hmm?" I responded knowing that look in her eyes.

"Maybe, but I wouldn't and couldn't give up you though. Not after I just re-captured you," she responded kissing my neck. Luckily I was not driving super-fast and there was not a lot of traffic on the road, else I would have probably gotten into an accident when she did that.

"What do you mean 'recaptured' me?" I asked not knowing the meaning behind her words.

"Well, since we are laying it all out, now is as good a time to tell you as any other." She paused for a few seconds, probably gathering her thoughts and then continued taking a deep breath, "I am in love with you."

"I love you too sis."

"No," she shook her head vehemently, "I truly love you. I have for years but I was afraid to express my feelings."

"When did you start feeling this way?" I asked, wondering if it was our first kiss that we shared when she was in 6th grade and me in 4th.

"Do you remember when you came to watch my volleyball game?" she asked.

"Of course. Your 7th grade year was the only year you played and you had inspired me to learn to play, hence why I did through middle and high school."

"Good. Now do you remember what happened after the game?" she asked, pushing me towards the moment she fell for me.

"Yeah. You were taking your sweet time in the back and mom asked me to go find you. When I found you, some guys were bullying you and I stepped in to stop them."

She nodded with a smile, "Yes, but do you remember what you said before you got into your first fight?"

I thought for a second and then proceeded, "Umm, if I remember correctly, I said something like 'Keep your hands off my sister' but I could have said something else. I was hit pretty hard and the rest it kind of blurry."

Myra nodded, "Yes you did say that but you also said that I was a beautiful girl and that they are not allowed to touch me unless I want them to and you would protect me. That was the moment I fell in love with you. You protected me as my knight in shining armor and any boy I thought to date, I always compared to you. However, none of them could ever live up to my standards of you."

"So that is why you never dated much until high school?" I said more in a question but more in response to what she had said.

"Yep, but when I got to high school," she finished but stopped, looking sad behind her lovely eyes, "Everything changed. Some for the better and some..." she trailed off not finishing what she was going to say with sadness in her eyes.

"Will you tell me what happened in high school to you and why you were no longer close anymore?" I asked though we were pulling into the mall finally.

"Another time. That is a much longer conversation and we have things to do before our date tonight." She kissed my cheek and when I turned my face, we locked lips and our tongues had a fierce battle before she pulled back. "You know. I could kiss you for hours and never get tired of it, though I would rather be naked with your hands roaming over my body."

"Well, when we have more time, maybe we will do that ... but only if I deem it so."

She smiled wickedly at me, "Yes of course my Master."

We walked up to the door to the mall, specifically we parked at the food court, and I opened the door letting her go through first. Though I had become her Master, I was still a gentleman and wouldn't let myself be changed just because I had become a Master.

"So tell me. Why are you a mistress to some but a submissive to me?"

"Well ... I saw a need that some have to submit. You see, there are some people that are submissive and need to be controlled. Others are dominant and need to control others. There are few others who don't have either of these tendencies at all and are into other things or they are prudes and don't delve into any kinks," she answered to me.

"I have read about some of this but never truly understood it."

"There are different types of slaves. Some, like me, just like to serve, though I only have a need to serve you. Others like pain or bondage or other things. It all depends on what kink the person is turned on by. The reason I became a mistress was because I saw the need that certain people have and decided to give them what they wanted. None of my pets/slaves do what they do for me or to me being forced into it. They all have their own free will and can ask to leave whenever they choose," she said.

As we were walking through the mall, she saw someone and waved to the person. When I looked over, I saw a thick looking brunette with dark brown eyes walking over. She had her head down as she came over to us. "Freddy, I want you to meet Krystal," she said gesturing to me. "Krystal, meet Freddy."

"Nice to meet you sir," Krystal responded. Her voice was sweet and I could hear the nervousness and shyness in her voice. I wondered if this was one of my sister's slaves and the way she crossed her hands in front of her while keeping her head down made me believe she was.

"A very pleasure to meet you too," I said as I shook her hands. Her hand felts so soft in mine and I had half a thought to pull her to me to see how her body felt against mine, but feeling her hand start to tremble made me decide not to. Instead, I did something that I probably shouldn't have and brought her hand to my lips kissing it. "It is always wonderful to meet such a beautiful woman."

Krystal blushed hearing my words and pulled her hand back before looking over at Myra with what looked like fear in her eyes. Myra just smiled and looked at me, "He's a charmer when he wants to be and," she said running her hand over my crotch, "Quite domineering when at other times. Maybe..." she said not finishing what she was going to say as she looked back over at Krystal with a seductive look.

"You may go back to your friends or family now, but we do need to spend some time together soon," Myra told Krystal.

"Yes of course miss." She then turned to me and said, "It was a pleasure meeting you sir."

"The pleasure will be all yours soon enough," I responded as she started to walk away almost tripping over her feet as she turned her head looking over her shoulder, her eyes wide. I simply smiled and blew her a kiss as her cheeks heated again before she turned and walked quickly back to the group she was with before. As Myra and I started to continue walking, I saw her looking back over her shoulder at me again, this time she was biting her lip as she moved her hair behind her head. I blew her a kiss and mouthed the word 'soon' as I smiled. When she saw that, I could almost feel the moan she wanted to release as she moved her head and hips.

We didn't talk about the exchange or what kind of role Krystal played in it as I was sure that the woman was a submissive due to her demeanor. What I didn't know yet is what kind of submissive she was, but hoped to find out soon enough.

Finally we got to the store that she wanted to take me to. It was an upper scale type store that had men's and women's clothes. I mostly bought my clothes as Walmart as they were cheap but sometimes at Target or JC Penny if they were on sale. As we walked into the store, we were greeted by a gorgeous older woman, probably in her 40s I would say.

"Good to see you again Ms. Lynch," the woman said as she gave my sister a platonic hug. "What do I owe the pleasure of your visit today?"

"My friend here needs to get some new outfits and I thought this would be the perfect place for him to find some new clothes," Myra said in a chipper tone.

"Well," she said looking me up and down, though I don't know if she was devouring me with her eyes or measuring me given her profession. "I'm sure we have exactly what you will be looking for." She turned on her heel and headed towards the back of the store with Myra and I in tow.

Over the next hour or so, I was a piece of meat in that both women were finding outfits for me to wear. Each outfit I had to try on and come out and model each one. It was a most excruciating time to me but it made Myra happy and I dealt with the boredom and pain. Once we were done, they had picked four outfits for me, to which I actually liked and thought looked good on me. For once, I actually felt really attractive and had a confidence that I could pick up any woman I wanted. If my ex-girlfriend could see me now, I would tell her to shove it knowing that she cheated on me after I would have done anything for her.

As I went to take the clothes to the front to pay for them I was stopped by someone clearing their throat. I turned around to see Myra with her hands on those sexy hips with a 'seriously' look on her face as she tapped her foot. I looked at her with my eyebrow raised, "What?"

"We aren't done. Where do you think you are going?" she asked me looking pissed.

"Umm, I thought we were," I responded. Knowing I should be in control at the moment was odd watching her giving me orders, but I would have to deal with that later.

She sauntered up to me, shaking those hips and looking sexy as hell as I just felt like twisting her around and fucking her into oblivion. Once she reached me, she ran her hand up my chest and smiled seductively at me, "You still don't have anything for our date tonight and I expect my Master to wear something extravagant."

"Anything in particular you have in mind?" I asked as I cupped her ass pulling her closer to me so that our lips were mere inches from each other, feeling her hot breath on my lips.

"That I do but first..."

Her words trailed off as our lips met followed by our tongues. Her arms snaked around my neck as she pulled me into her as my other hand went to her back and began to rub up and down. My other hand was kneading the flesh of her ass, though it would have been better if she didn't have the skirt on. However we were in public and it couldn't be helped.

After a few minutes, we heard someone clearing their throat and broke the kiss looking over at the sales lady. "Sorry, guess we got caught up in the moment," Myra said though she was blushing which was so damn cute to me.

"Not a problem," the sale lady responded, "Though if you hadn't done it, I would have soon enough," she finished with a sly smirk.

The three of us headed back to the clothes again and I left what I had at the sales counter to hold for me. To my surprise, Myra had already picked out a couple outfits she wanted me to try on. I went and tried on the first and she gave me the thumbs up on it.

As I was undressing and getting ready to try on the second, Myra burst into the dressing room, which perhaps should have been locked and was not one of those curtain places. "Can I help you?" I asked wondering why she just burst in.

"Just wanted to make sure you didn't need my," she said biting her lip noticing I was standing in only my boxers and staring at my now growing cock, "Assistance, though I do think there is something I can help you with if you need me to," she finished running her fingers over my cock through my boxers, "But only if my Master requests it."

"Well! Now that you mention it, I do have something that has been giving me trouble since I got to work," I replied with a wicked grin.

"Oh!" she responded getting closer so that her breasts were now pressing into my chest as she ran her tongue over my lips, "And what is it that has been giving you trouble?"

I looked away from her for a second and then looked at her with a lust in my eyes and commanded, "Kneel slave!"

"Yes Master," she purred as she dropped to her knees.

Her beautiful eyes were staring up at me, conveying the love and lust she had. It was pure and raw emotions behind those sexy eyes of hers. I put my hand on her cheek and she nuzzled into it like a good pet, purring like a cat would do. "Release your Master's cock and show me just how much you love me."

She squealed in delight and dropped my boxers down, releasing my now fully erect cock, which almost smacked her in the face. Myra then licked her lips as she stared at that which she adored now. She looked up at me before running her tongue up the back of my cock. Taking her time, she ran her lips and tongue over the entire length of my cock and balls, moaning the entire time she was doing it. Then slowly, she took the head of my cock in her mouth, her moans causing the greatest sensations throughout my being.

Myra slowly took the entire length of my cock down her throat. One thing I will say is that blowjobs are pleasurable to men but when a woman is making love to his cock with her mouth, that is something that is truly a sight to see. What Myra was doing to my cock was just that. She was in her own little world as she was making love to my cock and nothing else mattered to her at that time, not even her own orgasm as both of her hands were working my cock and balls in unison.

She was doing wonders to my cock and after the flirtations with Krystal and what had happened at the restaurant, it only took me a little over five minutes before my balls were ready to burst. "Here it comes slave. Make sure you swallow it all."

Myra blinked once telling me she understood and continued her task bringing her Master pleasure. She doubled her effort and within a minute, my balls were ready to explode. I moaned out loud, "I'M CUMMING SLAVE!" as my balls erupted sending my cum shooting up my shaft and into my sister's waiting mouth.

Feeling numbness in my legs I fell back on the bench exhausted, hearing my cock pop out of my sister's mouth. Like a good little slave, she moved forward on her knees to get closer to me again. However, before she cleaned my cock, she opened her mouth and showed me the cum I had deposited inside her mouth, grinning madly. She then closed her eyes with a wide smile and swallowed my cum, opening her mouth again showing that she had indeed swallowed it all. Before I could say anything, she spoke up, "Master, may I clean your soiled cock with my lovely willing mouth?"

"No!" I said with authority in my voice. She looked at me confused before I continued, "But you may use your sexy mouth pussy to clean my soiled cock, but do know that your mouth belongs to me as does the rest of your sexy ass."

She grinned at me with a hunger in her eyes, "Of course Master. I will always belong to you." Myra took my cock back into her mouth and cleaned it up. I had a thought to put her on the bench and either eat her delectable pussy or pound her into oblivion, but wanted to make her wait until tonight.

Instead, I quickly twisted her body around and pulled her up on my waist causing her to yelp, making sure my cock was against my stomach and not in the way. "Now slave, I think you have deserved an orgasm."

"Oh yes! Thank you Master," she squealed in delight.

I tapped her hips and she lifted up just a bit so I could move her skirt up exposing her ass and pussy to me. To my delight, she actually wasn't wearing any panties which made my idea even easier. Once her hips were resting on my lap, I put both my arms underneath her arms and ran my hands over her breasts, whispering in her ear, "I will take care of these later when we have more time, but for now..." I said squeezing her bra encased orbs. I then moved both of my hands further down her body, massaging her skin and muscles as I moved further down. Her breathing had increased and I could hear her whimpering under my touch. "This is my prize," I finished as my right hand ran over what would be her landing strip but was shaved bare of any hair.

Now, I wasn't one that cared whether a woman was cleanly shaven or not, just that it was manicured enough if she expected me to put my tongue down there as I didn't want any hairs in my mouth as I was licking that pussy.

I ran my hand over her bare mound and through her labia in which were already wet as she moaned. My tongue started to run over her neck and up to her earlobe as I teased her. I then whispered into her ear, "This pussy belongs to me and you WILL cum when I tell you. Do you understand slut."

She moaned much louder, "Yes my Master. I will do anything and everything you command me to."

"Good girl. Now lay there as I play with that which belongs to me. Show me that you will never deny me the body that I have claimed as my own," I whispered to her.

Myra parted her legs even more locking her legs upon my own so that she couldn't close her legs even if she tried knowing that her body may just betray her. I knew that she hadn't submitted to anyone, or so I thought, and that training was in need for her to fully obey me, but she was good enough so far that I didn't need to instill any punishment as of yet. Though I do use the word punishment lightly as she would probably enjoy any punishment I gave her, knowing that I couldn't really hurt my sister.

With my right hand toying with her sopping wet pussy, my left hand ran under her shirt and over her stomach, raking my nails across her flesh. She immediately moved her left hand over mine as she intertwined her fingers in mine allowing me to use her own fingers to tease her as well.

My right hand started to really go to work now. First dipping a single finger inside of her while running the pad of my hand against her clit. Myra's chest started to rise and fall much faster now. I knew she was getting close and could release her whenever I wanted, but I had a plan to make her cum hard.

Then I dipped a second finger inside of her. I curled both of my fingers, playing with her g-spot as she moaned even louder in pleasure, "Yes Master. You make this slave feel so good. Please let me cum soon. Please Master." I was partially worried that we would be caught with all the noise she was making, though I wasn't about to stop.

Without warning, I pulled my pointer finger from her pussy, noting that it was soaking wet now and put a different second finger inside of her so that now my middle and ring finger were hilt deep inside my sister's tight pussy. I then took my pointer finger, that was soaking wet, and pushed into her asshole. I looked at her face and saw her eyes go wide and then dart to look over at me. She turned her face as I felt her dark hole loosen. I pushed my finger slowly into her backdoor as I watched her mouth open wide watching the drool run out of her mouth and down her chin as she seemed unable to close it.

Once I was as deep as I could go, I held my fingers inside of her and rubbed them together mostly using my pointer finger, feeling the thin membrane that kept them separated. Though I did keep attention to her g-spot along with her clit at the same time. "Who owns you slave?" I asked, my lips now mere inches from hers.

"You do Master! You will always own me," she responded as her other hand came up and started to stroke my hair lovingly.

"Even if I wanted you to bare my child? Would you do it if I asked?"

Her eyes went wide and she hesitated just for a second, biting her lip, as she responded, "Yes Master. I would welcome you breeding this slave and using her for your pleasure and child bearer. Like I said before, I am yours. Mind. Body. And Soul."

I leaned forward a little taking her lips in mine as we kissed passionately. After a minute of kissing lips, my tongue forced its way into her mouth, though she gladly accepted it. As our tongues began to dance, I started to finger her faster making sure to rub her clit with the pad of my hand adding as much stimulation to her as possible. My left hand moved from her stomach northward to her left breast squeezing it before I took her nipple between my fingers as I tweaked it, pulling, twisting and pinching that hard little bud. While I did this, her hand never left mine and the more I squeezed her breast or nipple, the more she squeezed my hand.

Within seconds Myra was moaning an almost endless moan into my mouth as her hips were humping my hand. Each time my fingers would leave her pussy, they would scrape along her g-spot adding more stimulation to my slave sister. Pretty soon, she wasn't able to concentrate enough on her tongue and it stopped moving as I continued to play in her mouth. I could also see and feel her chest rising and falling fast, almost as if she was hyper ventilating and this combined with everything else, including her eyes being closed now, showed me she was close. However I was going to make her wait as long as she could.

"Please... Master... please let... me cum!" she asked between her pants and moans, trying to keep some coherent words coming out of her mouth.

"Not yet my slave. You are not allowed to cum until I say so," I commanded.

Her eyes went wide but she didn't argue and instead nodded vehemently. She then closed her eyes and arched her back. I felt her nails digging into my scalp as she gripped my hair hard. Her other hand gripped hard on my hand as I squeezed even harder on her nipple.

I started to feel her body begin to shake above me and knew she was losing out to holding her orgasm. She started to shake her head back and forth as her body stopped shaking. Her breathing became heavier as she tried to control it, but it looked like it was a losing battle no matter how determined she was.

Deciding she had enough this time, I whispered into her ear, after she stopped shaking her head, "Are you ready to cum for your Master slave?"

Her eyes shot wide and she looked over at me with pleading eyes, "Yes Master. I-I don't ... know how ... much longer ... I can hold it," she replied through ragged breaths.

"You may cum slave, but know that you only cum when I allow it."

"Thank you MasteEEEEEEERRRRR!" she screamed as her orgasm hit her hard. Her body started to shake hard as I stopped pulling on her nipple and held onto her. My other hand stopped fingering her but I kept the palm of my hand on her clit rubbing it back and forth as I kept my fingers buried inside both her tight holes. I felt a gush of her sweet juice rush forward soaking my hand. Looking into her eyes, I saw they were squeezed shut but her mouth hung agape.

Her body thrashed about for a good five minutes before she finally came down. I brought my left hand down her body to hold her around her waist while I pulled my right hand from her ass and pussy. I took my two fingers that had been in her pussy in my mouth and savored her heavenly nectar.

Now I had eaten pussy before and it was something I enjoyed. Not just the actual act of eating out a female, but the taste was always good to me. But let me tell you straight up with no lies or exaggerating. Myra's pussy tasted so much better than any pussy I had tasted. I don't know if it was due to the forbidden act of incest or something else but she almost had a honey flavor to her sweet nectar.

Once she had come down from her orgasm, I used both of my hands to turn her so that I could pick her up. With my underwear around my ankles, I wasn't about to walk anywhere but then again, I wasn't going to go anywhere anyway. When I was on my feet, I turned around slowly and laid her down on the bench softly.

The bench was just big enough to support her body without her falling off and had a soft cushion on it for added comfort. I laid her hands so that she had them crossed over her chest and then put my other clothes that I had tried on folded under her head. She still had her eyes closed but had a huge grin on her face as she was feeling the after-effects of her orgasm.

While she rested, I pulled up my boxers and then put on the other outfit she had picked out. Once I was dressed, Myra finally opened her eyes and I posed for her, "Well what do you think?" I asked.

Myra blinked a couple times and then lifted her head up as she looked me up and down. She tried to speak but nothing but gibberish came out as her voice squeaked and croaked. Realizing she wasn't going to have any coherent words come out, she lifted her hands up and gave me two shaky thumbs up.

I nodded at her before stripping back down and putting the clothes I wore in back on. Once I was done, I helped her up to her feet and she held onto my arm as she shakily walked out of the room with me.

When we finally made it to the counter, we saw the sales lady opening up the doors and meeting back up with us. I looked at her with a raised eyebrow and she just smiled, "She was making so much noise that I couldn't have another customer come in, otherwise you would have been found out." She then turned her smile to Myra and said, "I see you are breaking in another one. Please let me know if you need any help with him."

Myra smiled wickedly at the sales lady, "No. Not breaking him in. He is breaking me in."

The lady then turned to me with a baffled look on her face before turning back to Myra. Myra then giggled and filled her in, "He is my Master and will be taking over my slaves for me. But don't tell Miss Ava yet as it will be a surprise for her." The lady then turned her baffled look to a lust filled grin as she nodded.

I went to pull my wallet out to pay for the clothes but Myra stopped me and pulled out her credit card and handed it to the lady. Once everything was paid for, and a generous tip of 20% was added to the bill for the sales lady, we left with our bags. Now thankfully Myra's legs were working as they should and she was able to walk on her own. Though I did like having her on my arm, it would be hard to answer questions to people that knew us as brother and sister if she was rubbing on my arm lovingly in a non-sisterly way.

We stopped and grabbed a snack on the way home but neither of us wanted to get anything too heavy as we had the date tonight and wanted to save our appetites for then. Once home, I went upstairs to put my clothes away and to do a couple things around the house. As I had worked and also cum hard since my shower that morning, I decided to take a shower before our date.

When my clothes were put away, Myra knocked and then came in my room letting me know the reservation was for 7pm. It was now just past 4pm so I knew I had time to get some things done. I knew I had a test coming up on Tuesday and got the few things around the house I needed to get done before studying for a little while. I waited until 5:30pm to get my shower done, that way Myra would have enough time to shower and get ready as well.

Before my shower, I popped my head into Myra's room to see how I should dress. She was laying in a white partially see-through bra and boy-short style panties that were also see through as well, on her bed reading a book. Damn! I thought, she looks good enough to eat and I meant that in the best way possible. As I stood there licking my lips drinking in her beauty, she moved the book down and looked directly at me, our eyes only meeting a few seconds later.

"See something you like Master?" she purred as she ran her right hand through the valley of her breasts and down her stomach running her fingers over her small laced panties and through her slit as she moaned.

"Actually... I do but there is more that I would like to do to you than the allotted time we have. Plus, I don't think Mom or Dad would think too highly of me if they found me fucking their daughter into oblivion," I responded with lust in my heart and eyes.

Myra slammed her fists on the bed and huffed in annoyance before crossing her arms pouting. "Well they don't have to..."

Her words trailed off as I spoke up, "All they would need to do is come close to the door to hear your moans and they would know."

I then shut and locked the door as she squealed in delight as I quickly made my way over to the bed. I slowly crawled up her body, kissing her as I moved upward. She moaned the whole time but not as loud as she did before.

Once I got to her face, I plucked at her lips with mine and kissed her with a passion that I hadn't had prior. I had started to feel something for her, something that had been there for years but that I refused to acknowledge until now. Was it love, lust or something else. Hell I didn't know. I thought I had been in love with my ex-girlfriend, but after finding out she was cheating on me, I was over her too quickly for it to be love. Perhaps that was just wishful thinking but who knows. Maybe I didn't know what true love was or I had been hiding from my feelings towards my sister. That could explain why no matter how mean she was, I still showered her with gifts for Christmas and birthdays.

After fifteen minutes of us making out, both our hands roaming each other's bodies, we broke the kiss finally. Both of us were panting for breath as we stared into each other's eyes. I felt like I could have stayed there with her forever but knew she planned this date out and also whatever surprise she had for me as well. "I need to shower and came here to ask how I should dress for the date."

"Oh! And here I thought you just came to make-out with me," she giggled at me but looked like she was upset a little.

"Well, I didn't know we could get away with it otherwise I would have come in here sooner and maybe done a little more," I responded.

"Maybe you should try next time to see what you can get away with. As to what to wear. Wear one of the two outfits that you were trying on when I interrupted you."

"Will do," I replied leaning down and giving her a soft kiss. When I pulled back, I said, "God I love you Myra."

"I love you too Freddy. Always have and always will," she responded caressing my cheek.

I moved so I could head to the shower but had a quick thought and ran my tongue over her panty clad pussy causing her to moan loudly, "Oh Fuck!"

"See. That is why we can't fool around too much at home," I said as I walked away smacking her thigh.

She blew me a kiss at me before jumping out of the bed knowing she had to get ready as well. I shut the door and headed to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and took a long shower, making sure to clean every inch of my body I could reach. Once I was done and back in my room, I changed into my new dark blue Mandarin collar dress shirt. The sleeves were long and that annoyed me but I thought I looked good when I checked the mirror that I had in my room. I also put the new black slacks and the new dress shoes that I had purchased earlier that day.

I headed downstairs, knowing I was early, and headed to the living room where my dad was watching some basketball. "Got a hot date tonight?" he asked without looking up at me.

"Not exactly. Myra is going to take me to some club or something as she has a friend that wants to meet me," I answered.

"Ahh. Well, have fun son and try not to drink too much."

My dad had never talked to me about drinking or doing drugs other than telling me not to do them when I was about fourteen. Mom was the main disciplinarian of the house. She was the one that would always know when we were lying and would keep us in line as well.

"Where is mom?" I asked wondering why she wasn't downstairs spending time with Dad or why he wasn't upstairs with her. I had known for a while that their marriage was on shaky ground. They had not had a date that I knew of in a while and were not very affectionate towards each other. I wondered if they only stayed together because of me and Myra but then again there could have been other reasons.

"Upstairs I think," Dad said in a tone like he didn't care. If it would have been me, I would try to spend as much time with a beautiful woman like her as I could.

I sat there playing on my phone while waiting for Myra to be finished. Once 6:30pm rolled around, I heard someone upstairs starting to come down the stairs. As I didn't have a good view of the stairs from the living room, I got up and moved towards the stairs. My mouth dropped once I got there as I saw Myra descending the stairs.

Myra was wearing a black dress with a v-shaped straps that had one glittering with sequins. There was a cutout in the waist that ran from the bottom of her left breast in a curved shape that came down a few inches above her navel and curved down to the top part of her hip. Below the lowest part of the curved part, there was a slit in the side of her dress that came up only allowing about four inches of material that held that side together but was covered in more glitter sequin accents. Her hair came down along the black strap on her right side and laid over her right breast. Her makeup was light but what little she had on accented her already beautiful face.

Myra also wore the sexiest black high heels I had ever seen which were open toed and showed off her blood red painted nails. However there was something that caught my eye and made me gasp. To accent her dress, she was wearing a diamond bracelet and necklace along with diamond earrings. Now the jewelry she was wearing was beautiful, but what really captivated me was that it was the jewelry that I had purchased for her for the past few Christmas' and Birthdays. I had never seen her wear them before and until I saw her navel piercing, I had thought that she had gotten rid of them, either selling them or giving them to friends.

I was practically in tears when she got to the bottom of the stairs, "I take it you like the dress?" she asked, showing her insecurity for the first time to me.

I was able to compose myself enough to answer her, "You know you make any outfit look great, but you look like the sexiest woman alive. There are countries out there that would worship you as a goddess."

"Why do you have tears in your eyes?" she asked her eyes meeting mine.

"Y-your jewelry," I stammered.

"What about it," she said looking at the bracelet as she brought it up and looking at the necklace as well, "Did you really think I would get rid of something this beautiful that my darling little brother would have given me?"

I nodded trying to hold back the waterworks, "Yeah I did since at the time you were kind of a bitch to me. Though I am glad you did keep them."

"I only wear them out when I want to impress and tonight," she said gripping my cock through my pants, "I'm hoping to leave a lasting impression on you."

"You already have my dear sister," I said giving her a quick kiss on the lips.

When we broke the kiss, Myra walked over to Dad and gave him a kiss on the head telling him we were leaving. "You ready to go?" she asked as she came up to me.

"Yep, unless..." I replied with a wicked grin on my face.

"Unless what?" she asked with lust in her voice as she rubbed my now growing erection.

"Unless you want me to do all the dirty and naughty things to you that are rolling around in my head?" I whispered with a sly grin.

Myra bit her lip and lightly moaned, "We better go before we end up back in my bed with my legs wrapped around you."

As we stepped out the front door I responded, "How can you wrap your legs around me when I have them tied down to the bed?"

"Naughty boy. Though I will say I do love this new side of you."

We got in the car, I of course helped her in before I got in, and drove to the restaurant. The entire drive we had small talk, though nothing too sexual, and she gripped my right arm like she was going to lose me and nuzzled into my arm giving me small kisses as we talked. She happened to keep me in a constant state of arousal and I could tell she was as well by the smell coming off her sex.

Once we got to the restaurant, I noticed it was one of those fancy-pants places. I started to look for a place to park but Myra guided me to the front to use the valet parking. The valets were nice and helped Myra out of the car, even being polite enough to not stare at her for too long, and handed me a card so they could park the car. I joined Myra at the front and opened the door for her. We were seated within a few minutes and had a nice almost secluded table.

Myra ordered a glass of red wine and some oysters while I got iced tea and escargot. We looked over the menu and once our drinks came back, I ordered the Delmonico Steak while Myra ordered Chilean Sea Bass. With our meals being ordered, we got to talking, knowing we would be alone for a bit.

"Why don't you tell me what happened in high school that changed you? That is one of the bigger questions that I haven't been able to answer yet."

Myra looked down, swirling her wine glass before taking a nice long sip before speaking, "Now before I say anything, please don't be judgmental of me or anyone else. I know you love me and that hopefully won't change but I don't want you to think bad of me." As she said this, I could see tears starting to form in her eyes.

I took her hands in mind and kissed them, bringing her eyes up to meet mine, "Unless you molested some child or killed anyone, I will not judge you or look down on you in any way."

Myra smiled and giggled lightly, "No. Nothing that bad." She then took a deep breath and began her story, "When I started high school I was shy and uncomfortable with my body. The only person who I was comfortable with showing any part of my body to was you and that was only because I was in love with you and knew you would accept me no matter what."

"Yep, even when you had pimples all over your face in the summer before 8th grade," I said laughing.

She giggled at that, "Yes now please don't remind me," she said glaring at me. "Now as I was saying. So I was shy as a freshman in a new school where most of my friends from middle school went to a different school. To make matters worse, Candace was on a different freshman team and thus we didn't have any classes together and barely saw each other at lunch. When she had early lunch, I would have late lunch or vice versa."

She took a deep breath as though she was reliving a traumatic event, took another sip of her wine and continued, "One of my classes was gym and our gym class went on while the sophomores, juniors and seniors had other classes, thus we shared locker room time with them. Some of the girls were mean but they didn't bother me as much as some of the other girls, though looking back I would have rather been bullied as maybe I wouldn't have lost touch with you. Anyway, one day at gym in late September, I was getting dressed as I was running late due to a test I took the class period before hand and a couple guys came into the girls locker room. I freaked out as I was just in my bra and panties and tired to cover myself but both of the guys decided I was easy prey. They walked up to me, telling me it was okay for me to show off my body to them as all the other girls had. Before I knew it, one was groping my breasts while the other one had one hand on my ass with the other one inching towards my pussy."

She stopped for a second and I did see her shudder at the memory of the three of them touching her before continuing, "I started to cry and tell them to stop but they continued almost like they didn't hear me or didn't care. As I stood there crying wanting this to be over and thoughts of killing myself from the shame and not being able to look at you anymore a voice called out to me. I looked up and saw one of the junior girls standing there tapping her foot. She wasn't saying my name but the name of one of the guys. He stopped immediately and took his hands away from me. His buddy didn't stop until he punched him in the shoulder. However what really freaked me out was that the guy that stopped, called the junior girl mistress and I found out he was a senior as well as his buddy.

"From then on out, the junior girl taught me how to control the guys and get them to do my bidding. My sophomore year she convinced me to get the blonde highlights and by the end of my sophomore year, I had taken Candace as my first pet. By the time I had graduated, I had four pets and others that were willing to do anything for me with some of them being teachers. Looking back at it, I didn't even need to have sex with any of them to control them. It was more their need to serve and I gave them that."

"WOW!" was all I could say to that. I had wondered what caused her to get the blonde highlights in her hair but thought it may have been some new trend I didn't know about.

"You can say that again," she said as the appetizers were delivered. She continued with her story, "By the end of my freshman year in college, I had more pets than I knew what to do with and had finally let one of them take my virginity. I had been saving it for you, but thought you would think I was a horrible person for what I was doing and wouldn't want anything to do with me. Though I will say the guy I gave my virginity to looked a lot like you and I thought of you when I let him have me, though he had become my pet a couple months prior but was more into pain than sex amazingly enough."

"So now I know how you became a mistress, but that still doesn't explain why you became so distant to me," I said possibly missing the obvious though it wasn't obvious to me.

"Well, like I said, I thought you would think I was a bad person and I was scared of how you would see me. That on top of the fact that this was how the real world was, I wanted to protect you from it. So in a sense, I was protecting you from the real world and from the real me as well."

"I see. But how were you protecting me if you weren't always around?" I asked.

Myra giggled that cute little giggle that made me love her even more, "Well, since you are oblivious to these things as most guys are, I put people in place around you to let me know if anything happened to you and to watch over you. Like your running friend in track and volleyball and Clive at the restaurant."

"But how would you know I would work at the restaurant?"

She smiled, "Remember that it was Mom who suggested to work their right?" I nodded, "Well I was the one that told her they were hiring and that you should apply."

"Okay, but if all this is true, what you are saying and how much you have loved me over the years, then why was it when I would buy you jewelry and treat you like a princess on your birthdays and Christmas', you only got me t-shirts that you know I would never wear?"

Myra's cheeks heated as she looked down for a second before looking back up, "Yeah I'm sorry about that. That was more jealousy."

"What does jealousy have to do with that?" I asked.

"If you remember, I bought you a bunch of gifts for your birthday when you turned sixteen but then a couple months later for Christmas, I got you a horrible shirt." I nodded knowing that was the year I spent well over eight hundred for that necklace she was wearing. "And who were you dating for your birthday?"

"Umm, I was actually dumped the month before," I responded.

"And who were you dating during Christmas?" she asked with a knowing look while smirking at me.

"Ahh I get it now. That was when I dated that brunette that was a senior."

"Yep. I didn't like how you weren't treated as good as I would have treated you and thus just got you the shirt."

"You do know we only broke up because she went off to college and then was killed right?" I asked her.

"SERIOUSLY?' she yelled almost loud enough to get anyone else's attention, "And I was trying to get her under my thumb so I could make sure she treated you the way you should be treated."

I laughed, "Yeah, she was kind of stubborn at times but she was good to me. She moved in with a friend she knew as she was originally from Auburn hence why she picked that school. I was thinking of going there just so we could be together, but when she didn't call me after school started, I called her parents and they told me the girl she moved in with had some guy come by and kill them both in some jealous murder suicide. I was hurt for a while after that and that was when I found my previous ex-girlfriend and we hooked up. In truth, I would have married her over my last ex-girlfriend any day of the week."

Our food finally arrived and we stopped the conversation, mostly due to the fact I had the answers I wanted. I still wanted to know who her slaves/pets were but it would have to wait until later.

As we both ate, she took off one of her heels and started to rub my crotch with her foot. When I looked up at her I got a kinky thought into my mind and wanted to see just how far she would go. "Slave!" I said in a confident voice. Myra looked up at me wide eyed but attentive. "Since you want to tempt your Master, you must now be punished and please your Master."

She swallowed the food she was eating and whispered, "Here and now?" she asked, though she sounded like she had fear and lust in her voice at the same time.

"Now slave. Get under the table, unzip my pants and suck my cock like the good little slut that you are," I responded.

She took a quick swig of her wine, looked around and slid out of her chair. Within a few seconds, I felt my zipper being pulled down and my cock get released from its confines. She first sucked on my head, running her tongue over the slit and around the mushroom top before taking me as deep as she could in her mouth. Though she was not able to take the entire thing due to my pants and boxers being on along with the way I was sitting as well.

I looked around making sure no one was close enough and said, "Go slow slave. I just want you to pleasure me while I eat this delicious steak and not make me cum too quickly."

Hearing a whisper coming from her, "Yes Master."

I don't know if it was something that came naturally or if she had learned it, but she was able to keep the noise to a minimum so that no one close by would know what was going on though in reality, she was working my cock like a pro. God I loved the way her lips felt on me as did I love the way my cock fit perfectly in her throat. I had gotten blowjobs from each of my girlfriends going back a couple years, but none could compare to Myra.

After about ten minutes of her pleasuring me, I reached under the table and tapped her head. She immediately removed my cock from her throat and put cock back in my pants. Myra got the hint and started to move back up in her seat. I looked around for anyone that would notice and then nodded to her eyes that were just popping above the table. She moved up quickly composing herself as if she hadn't moved beforehand. There was just one difference as I pointed to my chin and then neck. She giggled in that cute way she always does and picked up her napkin to dry her mouth, chin and neck of all the saliva that had come out during her task.

"You haven't ceased to amaze me since this morning," I said with all sincerity. I wondered how far I could push her but knew I didn't want to hurt her as well since she was still my sister and I was awakening feelings that had been dormant for years.

"Thank you Master. As I told you before, I am yours to command."

We finished our dinner and though she protested, I paid for the dinner, albeit with the money she gave me but it was from my pocket nonetheless. We had skipped desert as she told me my surprise would be desert enough for me. I wondered exactly what she had in mind, but would wait to see what it would be.

Having paid the tab, we headed out of the restaurant and back to the car. I tipped the valet generously as I helped Myra into the car. Once we were on our way, she guided me to our next destination.

We pulled into the driveway of a nice sized house that looked much bigger than our own. It had a three car garage along with a Maserati and a Range Rover that were parked out front. Whoever's house this was, they seemed to be fairly wealthy or at least acted like they were. I parked in the open spot and got out, helping Myra out as well.

"And whose house is this?" I asked.

She smiled wickedly at me, "You will find out soon enough."

We walked up to the door, with Myra on my arm like I was her boyfriend and she rang the doorbell. When the door opened, I saw the little blonde that my sister had had over on several occasions. She was wearing a tight light blue shirt that stopped right above her navel showing off her flat tummy along with a tight pair of pink boy shorts. Her sky blue eyes enhanced her golden blonde hair and she had the cutest smile. All in all, her looks made her just as beautiful as Myra was and she was the one that was always nice to me and waved at me when she was at my house.

"Good evening Mist..." she started to say only to stop when she saw me standing there. She looked at me as if I was a zombie that had come back from the dead.

"Hello Allie," Myra said with an evil grin, "I don't think you have officially met my brother. This is Freddy," she said gesturing to me.

I reached a hand out to Allie and I could see her cheeks heat, "Nice to meet you Allie."

"Nice to meet you too sir," she replied though she wouldn't meet my gaze as she used her other hand to move her hair behind her ear. I knew that women did this occasionally when they talked to men as a way to draw attention to their face for those that they were attracted to, but it wasn't needed here as I was captivated by her already. Between the two of them, I could have started a modeling agency if I could have them both together as my possessions.

Allie and I stood there staring at each other for a few minutes before Myra cleared her throat, "Well are you gonna let us in or are we just going to stand out here in the cold?"

Allie jumped being brought out of her daydream with me and stammered, "S-s-sorry miss. Please come in."

Myra and I made our way into the house and it was grand. There was a spiral staircase with a huge chandelier that led to the second floor. The first floor had all marble flooring and a huge living room along with a large living room. Off to the left was the kitchen which I couldn't see much of from my point of view. Towards the back of the house, was a large screened in room that opened up to a big backyard and a pool and hot tub. If I had to guess, this house had to be close to a million easy.

Allie guided us to the couch and brought in some drinks. I asked only for water but Myra told her to bring the wine and three glasses. When Allie left the room, I told Myra that I wasn't drinking and when she tried to convince me, I gave her a stern look that told her to stop pushing. She then yelled out to Allie that only two glasses would be needed knowing her place was to obey me and not to push me into things I didn't want to do.

I had only drank alcohol a couple times and never liked the feeling it caused. Whether being drunk or even being buzzed, it wasn't my thing. Though if I was in the right social position, I would consider having a single drink. I may not have been completely straight edged, but I didn't do any drugs. I didn't see a need for them since to me drugs and alcohol were more a reason to forget something and/or to feel good, but I was happy with my life for the most part and didn't dwell too much on the past. This could have been why I was so accepting of my sister after she convinced my ex-girlfriend to dump me and I wasn't as mad that my ex-girlfriend had cheated on me multiple times at that.

Once Allie returned with our drinks, Myra smiled at Allie wickedly and then turned to me and said, "So Freddy, I told you that I had a surprise for you and I'm sure you are eager to know what that surprise is."

I smiled at her, "Yes, but I don't know how having Allie here would be part of the surprise."

Myra stood up. "Allie, stand next to me." Allie got up and stood next to Myra as ordered, then it hit me. She must be one of the pets that Myra had been eluding to. "Allie here has never truly been with a man but has had some fake cocks inside her cute little peach," she said as the patted the front of Allie's shorts.

My eyes went wide as Allie's cheeks heated as she lowered her head. "Please Master would you stand as well," Myra said. I stood as it was Allie's turn to look up with her eyes wide in shock.

I looked at both women, both looking sexy as hell and I felt my power over them surge. "Kneel before me slave," I said to Myra who obeyed my command and knelt, putting her hands on her knees and keeping her eyes downcast.

Allie gasped but didn't know what to do. She looked almost confused as she stood there. "Slave, does this one belong to you?" I asked pointing to Allie.

"Yes Master. She is my slave," Myra answered me.

"Then I command you to release her," I replied.

Myra then nodded and asked, "Master, do I have permission to stand?"

I sat back down, "You may stand and do what is needed but then I expect you back on your knees before me."

"Thank you Master," Myra said getting back to her feet. She then turned to Allie and said, "Kneel my pet before your Mistress."

Allie didn't hesitate and turned to face Myra and knelt before her. Myra looked over at me and blew me a kiss and I returned the kiss as well. "Pet Allie, I do hereby release you from my command. You no longer are bound to me or my will."

"I accept your releasing of this slave. It has been my pleasure to serve you as my Mistress and I hope that you do not do this out of anger and only out of love," Allie responded.

"Know that I did release you out of love and not out of anger and that you pleased your Mistress in many ways serving her as my loyal pet." She reached down and put her hand under Allie's chin and brought her face up and kissed her lips in a loving manner. When they broke the kiss, Myra said to her, "Rise now that you are free of your servitude."

Allie stood up and hugged Myra and whispered something to her, "I do hope this is not the end of a great friendship and some of the best sex I have ever had."

Myra smiled with a tear in her eyes, "The best is yet to come, just wait and be ready for when the time comes," she whispered back.

The two ladies broke their hug and Myra turned back to me and knelt before me, "Master, I have released my pet."

I then stood up and put my hand under Myra's chin and brought her gaze to mine, caressing her cheek as I did, "I shall never doubt your loyalty my slave. You have served me faithfully and will do so for many, many years to come." I kissed her lips in a loving way as she moaned into my mouth causing Allie to gasp as she watched brother and sister kiss like lovers.

I then released Myra and turned to Allie. "Well Allie, seems you no longer serve anyone."

"That it would seem sir," she replied with a sly look. I noticed she had her hands behind her back and was rocking on her heels.

"As I see it, there are two ways we can proceed," I said knowing this was going to be fun if it worked out how I thought it would.

"Oh?" she asked with a peppy tone to her voice. She was so cute at that point I felt like shrinking her down and putting her in my pocket to keep as my toy.

"Option one, I take my slave and leave and let you go about your evening as you see fit."

"Well that doesn't sound like much fun," she replied, pushing out her chest showing me that she wasn't wearing a bra. From the look of her shorts, she didn't have panties on either. Most likely she was looking forward to Myra having her way with the little blonde girl.

"Option two, I could take you as my slave and we could see what happens next," I said with a smirk.

"Personally if I may say so, I like the second option better," Allie replied. Although I barely got a glimpse of it, I was able to see a small wet spot appearing on her boy shorts.

I smiled with a wicked grin on my face. "Then kneel before the one you want to serve," I commanded.

Allie dropped to her knees assuming the same position that Myra was currently, though quicker than I could blink. Was she truly eager to submit to me or just to submit in general? Was it more appealing that I was a man over my sister being female or was there something specific about me in general? These questions ran through my mind as I saw this beautiful woman kneeling before me trembling in anticipation as she waited for me to make her my loving slave and dominate her.

I leaned down and grabbed her by the hair and forced her to look directly into my eyes as she moaned loudly from the sudden movement as she bit her lip. As with Myra saw a hint of fear in her eyes but also saw that same raw lust as well. I then spoke to her in a voice that relayed my seriousness to the matter at hand, "I Frederick Lynch, do take you Allie as my slave to worship me, serve me and heed my will. You will be bound to my will and will always follow my instructions no matter what instructions I give. Do you submit?" I didn't use Allie's last name as I didn't know it but knew it wasn't needed as she knew exactly who I was talking to

Her hips started to rock back and forth, slowly at first but much more apparent as the seconds ticked by. She had an animalistic hunger in her eyes as she smiled and she answered, "I, Allie Roberts, do hereby submit to you Frederick Lynch, my Master. Until death do we part or when you no longer have use of me. I will serve you faithfully and uphold your will."

I pulled my dick out and pointed it right at her face, "I do hereby take you as my slave. Now... you will worship your Master and seal this blood contract as it is burned into your soul."

Allie eagerly opened her mouth wide, even sticking out her tongue, as I pushed my cock deep into her mouth. As with Myra, I didn't want to force the whole thing down her throat and choke her on our first contact together, but her moans showed me that she quite possibly could take it. With Myra telling me that Allie had not been with a man before, I was worried that I might hurt her, but it seemed that the plastic cock she referred to had had a lot of use on Allie, at least in blowjob category. I was eager to see just how tight her pussy was compared to Myra's but I had some questions that Allie needed to answer first.

"Now, since there is this nice marble flooring here that would be... painful to the three of us, do you have somewhere else that we could go that would be more... comfortable?" I asked looking directly at Allie, though I heard Myra giggling as the words left my mouth. She knew what I was thinking.

"Of course Master!" she answered with an eagerness in her voice. "Please allow this slave to show you the way."

"You may both get up and show me the way," I responded, gesturing for them to stand.

I followed both women up the stairs to what I assumed was Allie's room. It was bigger than my parent's master bedroom and could easily have been a large bonus room in most normal houses.

Once we were in the room, I closed the door, though I didn't need to but guess it was out of habit and turned to them. I shook my head while looking at the two of them, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. You two claim to be my slaves but this is how you address me?" I said with one arm across my stomach while the other hand rested under my chin that elbow resting on my other hand.

Both women looked at each other confused and then looked at me as Myra spoke up, "Master, we don't understand?"

"I expect my slaves to be either nude or in clothing that I approve of when we are alone," I replied with a wicked grin.

Both women looked at each other and both of them raced to see who could be naked first, flinging their clothes off as quickly as possible. With Myra only wearing her dress, it should have been her first to be naked, but she was having difficulty taking off her dress as I'm sure she didn't want to damage it. When she was finally able to get it off, Allie was already nude and trembling in anticipation as she waited for her next command. They both stood there, naked like the day they were born with their arms at their sides waiting on me to make a move.

I stared at both of them, admiring the front of their bodies. While they were both extremely beautiful, their bodies had distinct characteristics that made them significantly different between the two. Other than the obvious being their eye color and Allie having much longer hair, Allie's going down to the small of her back whereas Myra's hair just hit her breasts, Myra had a nicely tanned body, including her breasts and nether regions whereas Allie was more of the fair skin type, being closer to pale than tanned. Allie's breasts were slightly smaller than Myra's but where Myra's areolas and nipples were darker than her tanned skin, Allie's were more a light pink and looked perfect on her fair complexion. Allie also stood a couple inches shorter than Myra who was a few inches shorter than I am.

Walking behind them to check out their posteriors, I noticed that while Myra does have a lovely ass, Allie's ass is more rounded and has that perfection look to it. I started to make noises like I was undecided on whether I was happy with their bodies, more to keep them in suspense.