"Oh Master I can't wait to watch Joy be punished!" Amy was practically bouncing off the walls with excitement for her older sister to come home. I was resting on the couch in their living room and Amy had put on a more sensible combination of clothes to put her sister at ease when she came back from work. Jenny, I had assigned to clean up the mess we had made in her bedroom. I could hear her going back and forth from the laundry room as she replaced the sheets on her bed. I assumed we'd end up there again soon enough.
"You're so excited my wet little slut, I'm delighted to see how quickly you've come around to my way of thinking."
"The old me was always too scared to admit what a genuine slut I am Master. It gets me so hot and wet just thinking about all the possible things you could do to my sister. Things that will humiliate her in front of my mother and finally show her that both her daughters are kinky slutty girls."
I had eased Amy's mind a bit into her lust for not only her mother and sister, but also women in general, though this attraction to submission and humiliation was all from Amy's own mind. I had simply let it run loose within her.
"Master I've finished cleaning the bedroom for you," Jenny reappeared, having finished her current chore.
"Very good Jenny, when do you think Joy will be home by?"
"She's usually home by eight o'clock Master, nine at the latest."
"Jenny go put some clothes on and freshen up. When you come back out you will return to your normal self but you will find nothing strange about me being here in your house. Treat me as a family friend. Now go," I instructed, watching and enjoying the naked woman bowing her head slightly before giving Amy and I an excellent view of her ass as she walked away.
It was only a few minutes of Amy cuddling up to me on the couch before we heard the front door jostling and someone walking into the house.
"Joy! Is that you? We're in here!" Amy yelled enthusiastically. Her sister walked into the living room area and let me get a good look at her finally. She was around Amy's height with smaller breasts just as her mother had said. She was wearing her hair down at about shoulder length with a white blouse and black pants. There was nothing particularly exciting about the outfit, though she was just as attractive as her mother and sister in her own way. The dark haired beauty looked at me shyly and then to her sister, confused.
"I didn't realize we were having someone over so late," she said, her voice breathy, quiet and much lighter on the ears than Amy's lilt or Jenny's stern tone.
"I'm sorry to disturb your night Joy. You can call me Master, and that doesn't seem strange to you." I smiled gently at the conservatively dressed woman, lightly pushing her mind into accepting my presence.
"It's nice to meet you Master." Joy sat down on the couch, looking at Amy and I. "Are you a friend of Amy's then?"
"Oh, I'm a friend of your mothers too," Amy giggled at that, unable to control herself. "In fact I believe Jenny was just coming out to sit with us." As if on cue, Jenny walked in and took a seat.
She had put her floral dress back on and her usual personality had seemed to reassert itself as she looked over at Amy and said, "Amy! You will sit properly when we have a guest. You cannot just lounge about when we have company like this." Amy sat up, took a breath, and looked up at me questioningly.
I nodded at her, before saying, "Joy, Amy was just telling me all about your recent hiring at the new lab in town. Congratulations!"
"Thank you Master. It's really been a lot of work though, I'm sorry if I'm a bit worn out this evening."
Jenny chimed in, quick to relish in her elder daughter's success, "It's one of the best pharmaceutical companies to get hired by, she is so impressive my Joy and she did it all on her own."
"I'm sure she did Jenny, it's great to have a daughter you can be so proud of. Joy sounds like such an intelligent woman. Amy was just telling me how Joy managed to be one of the most unforgettable candidates during her job interview. What was it you were saying Amy?"
Amy's cute little mouth turned upward as she realized what I was giving her and chimed in, "Well, I was just telling Master how it was so clever of Joy to show her interviewer her nice little titties in addition to her excellent resume."
"What?!" Joy looked at her sister, stunned. "I would never...", I pushed at Joy's mind, replacing her memories with what Amy had suggested, pushing her to accept the new reality. "I would never have gotten the job with such actions Amy. It was the combination of my excellent resume, my interview... and deciding to show my breasts." Joy looked red with embarrassment as she realized the words tumbling from her mouth.
Jenny looked sharply at her daughter. "You never told me this Joy. I can't believe you'd ever do such a thing."
"But Mom, you're always telling me to use whatever I can to get the edge against other people!"
I looked over at Jenny, slightly prodding her to realize that this was indeed a way to get an edge.
Jenny sighed, "You're right Joy, I have taught that well. I'm glad then that it worked for you. So improper though, how did you even think to do that?"
Amy interrupted, "Well I'm sure Joy never showed her tits to any other boys, right Joy? You must have seen it in one of the porn videos you've been watching right?"
I pushed at Joy again, grinning as I let Amy take control of the conversation with her sister.
"I, I never really had the chance to have a boyfriend so yes Amy, I must have learned it from a porno."
Jenny looked at her daughter aghast. "You're watching pornography now Joy? Why on earth would you be doing such a dirty thing?"
