Caution: Don’t rub this pussy the wrong way!
Bree’s stepsister Piper wants to go to a sex party that requires the guest to bring a pet and she needs her to go with her.
She decides to teach Piper a lesson and agrees to go, but only if she gets to control the leash. When a sexy man and his gorgeous pet make a move on them both, can she resist ordering her stepsister to join them?
WARNING: This erotic story is for ADULTS ONLY and contains graphic depictions of sexual intercourse between a young woman and her stepsister. All characters are over the age of eighteen.
She whirled on Piper and yanked her face close. “You listen to me. Tonight you’re my plaything. I get to tell you what to do and you have the privilege of doing it. Let’s see how you like being dominated. If you don’t like my rules, we can go home right now. What will it be?”
Piper’s eyes grew huge and her mouth worked without a sound coming out.
Bree smiled. “I see you understand now. You wanted to come to the party and the price you have to pay is that you’re my bitch tonight. I tell you if you can fuck, who you can fuck, and how you are allowed to fuck. You’ve run all over me ever since our parents got married. Tonight I’m in charge.”
Her stepsister stared at her for a moment and then dropped to her knees, her head bent submissively. Now it was Bree’s turn to stare at her in shock. She’d expected argument, conflict, grudging cooperation, not acceptance. This wasn’t so bad after all.
She snapped her mouth closed before her stepsister looked up. It wouldn’t do to have her see how blown away she was. “We’re late. Heel.”
Piper scrambled onto all fours and crawled in front of Bree, leading the way to the desk. The view of her ass in that tight latex made Bree damp. Or maybe it was the whole control thing. This was going to be an educational night. She’d already learned a few new things about herself.
The clerk didn’t bat an eye at either their costumes or the fact one of them was crawling around on the floor like an animal. “Good evening ma’am. Invitation please?”
Bree handed it over. He examined it under a UV lamp and nodded. “Straight up the elevator to the penthouse. Enjoy your visit, Mistress.”
Piper led the way into the elevator and sat back on her heels, looking up at Bree with an unreadable expression. Bree was dying to know exactly what her sister was thinking, but didn’t dare break character. The elevator ride took only a few seconds and the doors slid open to reveal a party like none she’d ever seen before.
If anything, the penthouse was even more sumptuous than the lobby. It was also bigger, taking up the entire floor with this one room. Thick carpet covered the floor, for which Piper would undoubtedly be grateful. The furniture was plush and oversized, too, which was quite useful since several couples were already making love on them for the amusement of the crowd.
Piper began to purr.
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Published December 29, 2011
by Dirty Girl Publishing.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.