Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11

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Juana Campo

“Ready to admit you're a dyke?” I asked my older sister, my pussy on fire. Alicia slumped to the floor. Then Clint picked her up, holding his trembling little sister as she came down from her orgasmic high.

“I'm not a dyke,” Carmelita whined. She wasn't fooling anyone.

“Yes, you are,” Zoey groaned, lithely getting off the chair after her climax. “Ooh, I am ready to strut myself at work. Thanks for letting me borrow her, Juana.”

I nodded to Clint's oldest sister, the busty girl striding by. This was such a strange family. Clint's mother was cooking in the kitchen, naked, helped by his aunt (who also taught at my college). Pam and Melody were playing with their babies upstairs. And Lee was panting like a bitch clearly wishing I was whipping her ass and not my sister's.

Plus there was a Japanese woman wandering around that I didn't even know. She was another slave. Maybe Pam's mom. It wasn't clear. But she was in her office working on...something. I didn't know what.

And I didn't care. I had to attend to my sister.

“Well, if that's how you feel,” I said. “Then you would hate for me to fuck you with this.”

I grabbed my sister's backpack and pulled out the huge strap-on dildo she always threatened to fuck me with. The fake cock in there was thicker and longer than Clint's, and all black. It was veined and crowned like a real dick, a rubber replica.

“Oh, god,” Carmelita groaned.

“Oh, yes,” I purred, watching my sister struggle in her restraints. I pulled on the strap-on, my pussy on fire. I tightened the straps about my waist, adjusting the base to press on my clit. “How many poor lesbians did you fuck with this?”

She winced. “None. I bought that for you...Mistress.”

“For me?” I grinned, falling to my knees behind her well-spanked ass. “Oh, so you do want me to fuck you with this. Wonderful.”

“No, I—”

I rammed the thick cock into her dripping pussy, her words cutting off in a howling moan of pain and pleasure. She was so soaked from being spanked and “forced” to eat pussy, but it still stretched her cunt to its limits. The base of the monster dildo pressed on my clit as I slammed it into her depths. I shuddered, my pussy clenching. Pleasure surged through me.

It was more than the dildo pressing against my clit as I fucked my older sister. It was the sheer thrill of pounding her with the strap-on, to show her my dominance. Her ass was stuffed with the butt-plug, her hands cuffed behind her back. She was helpless. At my mercy.

And it was so intoxicating.

“Yes, take my big girl-dick,” I groaned, my hips hammering away, my pussy drinking in all the pleasure. “I know you love it. You're just so hot. So dripping wet. Being spanked, eating pussy, has made you so wet, so horny, my dyke-slave.”

“Oh, god,” she groaned.

“And that makes me so happy,” I panted. “Your Mistress is so proud of you, dyke-slave.” I had to keep saying that, reinforcing her with praise, reminding her that I owned her cunt. “Oh, yes, I love fucking my little dyke-slave.”

She just moaned and groaned, shuddering as I pounded her. My crotch smacked into her welted ass. I loved the slapping sounds and her grunts of pain, throaty with her pleasure. I grabbed her rump, squeezing, digging my fingers into her and making her squeal in agony and rapture.

Her hips moved, bucking back into me. My clit ached and throbbed from the force. The dildo massaged my little nub every time I thrust forward. Sparks of delight shot through me. I grinned, drinking in the pleasure, the thrill of fucking my big sister.

“Yes, yes, yes, love my girl-dick, dyke-slut. Cum so hard. It's your reward for licking everyone's pussy. For giving me and Zoey so much pleasure.”

“Oh, god,” groaned Carmelita. “Oh, god, yes!”

“Oh, your hot cunt just can't take it,” I panted, leaning over her, thrusting so hard. My stomach burned. I didn't care. I fucked through the ache, my pussy on fire. “You love your Mistress's girl-dick fucking your dyke-cunt!”

“Yes!” she panted, her cheek rubbing on the floor.

Our flesh slapping together echoed through the room. My pussy dripped juices down my thighs. I groaned, my orgasm building and building as I fucked her. I slammed into her so hard, making her squeal and shudder.

And then she spasmed hard. Her hands pulled at her cuffs. She bucked on the ground, cumming so hard on the monstrous dild. Her screams of rapture echoed through the room. It was so hot. I made my dyke-sister-slave cum so hard.

I orgasmed.

“Yes!” I howled. “Yes, yes, yes, you love it! You love being my dyke-slave!”

My body shuddered. The pleasure exploded through me. It slammed into my mind. It was so hot dominating my older sister. I dug my fingers into her ass so hard as the pleasure rippled through me. I moaned and gasped and swayed.

I drank in the rapture.

And then I leaned over her, the both of us panting. I pressed my stomach and tits into her back, feeling her restrained hands rubbing on my belly. I nuzzled against her ear as she panted. I nipped it. I owned her.

“Say it,” I groaned. “Say you're a lezzie-dyke-slut. My slave.”

“I'm not...Mistress. I'm straight. I like guys. I hate eating pussy.”

Her defiance made my pussy clench. I nipped her ear. “Don't worry. We have the entire weekend to convince you.”

Then I started pumping away, new pleasure tingling through my pussy. New moans coming from my sister. I would prove to her that she was my dyke-slave. She would admit it. She would scream it out.

And worship me. My older sister would be my sex slave!

To be continued...