Incest/Taboo Mind-Control Panties

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

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

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

"Yes!" She barked.

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

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

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

"Enjoy your day," she said.

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

The tingles soothed away any questions.

The moment we were outside the store, I pulled out the collar. Jane swept back her hair and held it out of the way. Her floppy dog ears swayed about her face as I wrapped the collar about her neck. I cinched it tight, the black leather contrasting with her pale skin. Her tag dangled down to the hollow of her throat, the metallic heart glinting. Her name shone. She let out a whimpering squeal of delight, bouncing in place, the tag flashing.

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

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

"She's such a good sister-bitch, isn'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 cock was so hard.

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

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

I smiled as I held the leash and strolled across the parking lot. She scampered with me, crawling on her hands and knees, her floppy ears swaying about her cheeks. She didn't try to bolt away from me but stayed right beside me like a good sister-bitch.

Damn, I was so glad I had her.

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

I rushed around the car, climbed into the driver seat, 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 denim was in the way, hiding the truly delicious parts about her.

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

I had driven by the Adult Playhouse so many times. It had a sleazy look about it, the XXX flashing in red about the silhouette of a naked woman. All the windows were blacked out. The place promised to sell adult novelties. It promised such wicked delights inside.

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

I swallowed as I faced the store. Though I was nineteen, I'd never ben in this sort 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 door, Jane heeling me. I opened it, revealing the seedy shop.

Naked breasts were everywhere. On DVD boxes. Magazine covers. Sex toy boxes. Moans echoed through the store. Dirty videos played on small TVs in the corners. The gasps and groans rippled through the air. A shaggy guy leaned over a counter. He hardly glanced up from the 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 cheeks burning. We passed the sex toys. There were so many of them.

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

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

"This is what you need," I said.

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

I tugged on the leash to get her to keep up with me as I strode away. I headed not towards the cashier, but back to the door. This tingle raced up the leash. I had what I needed. I didn't need anything else, though there were some interesting things...

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

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

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

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

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

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

I pinched one.

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

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

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

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

"Eric!" she groaned.

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

"Right," she barked.

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

"Wild bitch."

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

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

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

She sank down to her hands and knees on the grass, her rump arched up. She was ready for her tail. I knelt down beside her and brought the conical end of the butt-plug to her lips. She instinctively knew what to do, opening her mouth wide. I pressed it passed her lips, letting her saliva soak it. She swirled her tongue around it, whimpering. Her little breasts quivered and jiggled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes!" she barked.

She crawled ahead of me, her new tail swishing back and forth. She was finally perfect. Naked and beautiful, my sister-bitch with all her accessories. Her collar jangled with her every step. I sauntered after her, adjusting my cock in my jeans. I couldn't help but stare at that tight ass, her doggy tail swishing over her butt-cheeks. Her pussy would peek out, that pink slit adorned by her curly-brown pubic hair. Dew glistened on her silky strands, showing her excitement.

She held her head 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 tingle racing down the leash for my sister. "You're a lucky young man."

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

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

"Yes!" she moaned, her hips 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 keep going."

"Right!" she barked.

My sister-bitch crawled ahead, grass blades whisking against her hands and knees. Her head darted to and fro. As I walked her, guys and girls would come up to pet her head. Sometimes, she would lick their hands while other times she would cower close to me, especially if they were tall guys. She'd press against me and whimper. I scratched her head to reassure her. A moment later, she'd forget her fear and scamper on ahead, her tail swishing behind her.

She'd sniff little flowers peeking through the grass of the field. Her head would dart to and fro as some new sight arrested her attention. Sometimes she would rush forward only to get caught up short by the leash. Other times, she crawled at my pace, just breathing in all the scents, her little titties quivering. A bead of pussy juices ran down her right thigh.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I petted her. "That's right."

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

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

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

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

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

The guy chuckled like he agreed.

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

I groaned at the silky feel of her pubic hairs caressing my cock. I was going to fuck my first girl. My sister-bitch's incestuous rush shot through me as my dick's tip nuzzle through her bush and found the virgin lips of her pussy. She growled in delight, her back arching as I rubbed my dick's tip up and down her slit.

I found her hymen.

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

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

Her cherry popped.

She gasped.

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

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

"Eric!" she barked in delight.

It was the greatest feeling in the world to be inside my sister-bitch's pussy. To feel her cunt wrapped around my dick. I groaned, my hands gripping her hips. Her tail rubbed against my left side, the fur tickling my hip. I sucked in a deep breath, my t-shirt feeling so tight around my chest. Her cunt clenched down on me. Squeezed around me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She barked in delight as I rammed back into her twat. I smacked into her rump, her tail 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 pussy walls. My hand stroked her sides, petting her as I drove my dick back into her.

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

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

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

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

Knew it couldn't.

I slid my hands up her body, caressing up her smooth stomach until I felt the edge of her ribs. A moment later, I found her small breasts. Those budding mounds. I knew they would swell. Grow larger and larger. When she had her first child, they would fill with milk. They would become nice and round. I gripped them, massaging them as I drilled into her pussy. I plundered her cunt and twisted her nipples.

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

I savored the tight grip and increased the friction of her cunt. I plunged with force into her as I manipulated those hard nubs. I twisted them. Pulled on them. I loved how they felt between my fingers. How much fun it was to play with them. It added to the delight of plunging into her cunt while also giving my mind something else to focus on.

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

I couldn't think about my cock. Her pussy. Oh, God, she felt incredible about me.

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

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

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

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

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

Jane moaned. Whimpered. Her 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 breasts jiggled in my massaging grip. Her hair tossed.

Her pussy went wild about my cock.

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

She was cumming. I could feel her passion spasming around my dick. This amazing ripple. Her flesh massaged me. I groaned, twisting her nipples as I plunged hard and fast into her writhing cunt. Her pleasure rippled around me. I couldn't take much more of this. Her cunt sucked at my dick.

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

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

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

I erupted.

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

A powerful blast of jizz fired for my dick, basting my sister-bitch's pussy. Pleasure surged through me. This tingling rush of rapture that slammed into my mind. Despite how bright it was, darkness washed across the world. Stars danced, celebrating my pleasure.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As I lay there, savoring my sister cleaning her pussy juices off my dick, I thought about the future. I smiled. Mom and Dad would be happy 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 foot of my bed, wake me up with blowjobs, and just be a constant joy in my life.

Come Monday, I'd take her to college with me. She'd sit by my desk, her presence relaxing me as I endured my lesson. She didn't need to go to her own classes. She was a tame sister-bitch now. During my lunch break, I would satiate myself in her pussy. I might even pull out her tail and enjoy her asshole. I bet she'd love that.

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

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

My loving sister-bitch.

The figure trembled. This pair of panties was so naughty. The figure loved it. The rush of mind-control was becoming addicting. It couldn't wait to pass out its next pair of panties. To get them out there. The figure stroked the new one, a delicious pair of panties. They were white and adorned with dainty lace that ran in horizontal bands down the front and rump. In delicate stitching, the two words flowed in gold, majestic cursive: Top Queen.

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

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

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