Mind Control Panties 14

Slut Takes Charge

The figure stepped out of the mist and opened the front door of the house. For once, it wasn't entering a public place. Even the house party it had visited a few panties ago had been open to all. So many youths had flooded in and out of that house, anyone could have entered unnoticed. But at this residence, anyone who didn't belong would stand out.

Even the figure. The unremarkable, boring, plain figure would be obvious. However, this was the perfect place to plant its newest pair of panties.

The figure entered the house, moving with stealth. Every step quiet. It clutched the panties in its bony fingers, stroking them. They were black, cut narrow in the front and back, the waistband barely more than strings. There was a pattern of lace adorning the front of the panties, adding excitement to anyone who saw them. On the back were printed two words in gold, bold letters.

TOP BITCH.

The figure reached the stairs, the three people in the house were up there. It could hear their passion. Two of them were having sex. Daisy Jameson was the guest, the girlfriend of Isaac Collins, the boy pumping away at her twenty-year-old pussy. He slammed into her hard, building and building towards his orgasm.

The figure could feel the lust. It crept up the stairs, stroking the panties. It climbed higher and higher, every step placed with care. It couldn't make a sound. It couldn't alert anyone that it was here. On the second floor, it stared down the hallway. The nearest door was closed tight, a sign hanging on it that read "Kelly's Room" centered in a red heart. This room belonged to Isaac's younger sister, eighteen, virgin, even now struggling not to hear her brother's amorous adventures with his girlfriend.

Lust trickled from her room, too.

The figure passed Kelly's door and approached where all the sounds were coming from.

"Yes, yes, I'm almost there!" Daisy moaned on the edge of her orgasm.

The figure grabbed the doorknob. This was it. The most dangerous moment. It had planned out its every movement, searching the future and tailoring the mind-control panties to function properly at this exact moment.

The door creaked open.

The layout of Isaac's bedroom gave it a short hallway before it opened up onto his room proper. It was to accommodate both his closet and the linen closet. The figure crept into the room, moving slow not to be noticed. The two youths were on the bed, the boy on top, driving his dick deep into his girlfriend's pussy. Their clothes were scattered throughout the floor.

A pair of panties, almost entirely identical to the one clutched in the figure's hand, lay fallen just feet away. The figure reached and reached.

"Yes!" Daisy moaned as her climax rippled through her. The figure could feel her lust bleeding out of her flesh, her emotional release vibrating through the air. "It's safe! You can cum in me!"

Isaac growled, his muscular body flexing. He had short, brown hair, his attention wholly fixed on his girlfriend writhing on his dick. Her blonde hair spilled around her face, half-obscuring her vision so she didn't notice the figure as it reached out and snagged her panties. It replaced them with the new pair, making sure the gold letters weren't in view.

That would give the replacement away.

And then the figure slipped out of the room. It closed the door ever so carefully, listening to Isaac as he had his release. He spilled his jizz into his girlfriend's pussy. Spurt after spurt of salty seed.

The figure quivered. Mortal lust, especially youthful passion, was addicting. But shaping it was even more delicious.

The door safely closed, it padded down the hall. It paused at the next door, Kelly's door, needing to do one last thing. With delicate care, it sent mist into the small pinhole and unlocked the door. Then it cracked it open. Not enough to swing it open, but enough for it not to latch shut again. For the right disturbance to cause it to open.

Then the figure padded down the stairs, its trespass almost completed. It was dangerous for one of its kind to be caught on private property.

It could be trapped forever. At the will of the house's owner.

The figure reached the front door, stepped out into its mist, and was gone.

Upstairs, Daisy came down from her orgasm, trembling in delight.

* * *

Daisy Jameson

"God, you want to get something to eat?" Isaac said as he rolled off of me.

"Mmm, yeah," I groaned, his cum leaking out of me. "Damn, that was good."

"Yeah," he said grinning. "Glad my parents aren't going to be home for a while." He'd called me to let me know. I didn't mind skipping out my homework to come over and make him happy.

"You're not worried about your little sister?" I asked as I rolled out of bed. I glanced at the thin wall separating this room from Kelly's.

"It's fine," he said.

I didn't argue. If he said it was fine...

I found it a little kinky that she heard us. It made it a little more exciting. Not that I really had any choice, I usually did whatever Isaac suggested. I liked obeying him. It was nice. Maybe I was submissive. Sometimes, I thought of being tied up...

"Why don't we go to Outback," he said. "Get some steak."

"Sure," I said, not really caring. Outback was fine. There were restaurants I liked more, but that was where he wanted to go.

"Maybe don't wear your bra, either," he said as I padded to my clothes. "You look good in that top without one on."

My round breasts jiggled as I bent over to pick up my panties while I felt his eyes on my ass. "Sure," I said, my face burning. "If that's what you like."

"God, you're the best girlfriend," he groaned. "I bet you'd let me do anal."

I shivered as I said, "Probably. Would you like that?"

"Damn," he groaned as I stepped into the panties. They tingled. I shuddered as I pulled them up, the strange, defiant rush rippling over me. "You're just the best. After we got some food, we'll come back here, make out, get you in the mood, and I'll warm up that ass."

"I guess," I said, frowning. Why would I want to give him my ass? The rebellious thought flitted through my mind as I straightened up, dragging the panties up the last few inches. I pulled it over my ass, snapping the string waistband around my hips, the pair of panties settled just right.

Isaac bought them for me. He wanted me to wear them as much as possible. He liked seeing me in them.

"Top bitch?" he said. "When did that got written on the back of your panties?"

"How the fuck should I know?" I snapped at him, tired of his damn questions.

"Daisy?" he said, sounding shocked. "You okay?"

"I'm fucking fine," I said, whirling around. "God, I don't want to go to fucking Outback. Place blows. I want to find something else to do. Something else to enjoy."

He frowned at me.

"God, your poor little sister is next door, probably masturbating her fucking pussy because she had to listen to us fuck. Then you want to go and get something to eat and leave her high and dry? God, you can be a dick."

He spluttered, "My sister? What?"

I marched out of his bedroom, throwing open his door, my naked tits bouncing before me. This idea just filled me. Why did Kelly have to suffer because her brother wanted to get off? God, why was I even here? I was supposed to be working on my college assignment. But no, Isaac had the house all to himself and he wanted to fuck.

And because I was just some sort of spineless cunt and did what he said, I dropped everything to please him.

No fucking longer!

"Daisy, what's wrong?" my whiny boyfriend called.

"Just tired of your shit," I said. "I always have to do what you want, but what about what

I

want? Fucking time I took charge."

I stopped before Kelly's door, the cute sign hanging on it. I went to touch the doorknob, but the door slipped open on its own when I brushed it. Just an inch, not even opening enough to see inside. I pushed it open slowly and without making a sound. I was eager to see what I'd find in there. I grinned when I saw Kelly lying on her bed, her hand shoved down the front of her jeans. Her face was flushed.

"Well, well, well," I purred, sauntering in, my panties soaking up the jizz leaking out of me. "You poor thing. Look what your asshole brother made you do."

She squeaked as I spoke, her hand ripping out of her fly, her entire face going scarlet.

"Daisy!" she asked. Her eyes fell on my round breasts. "What are you...? I mean, don't you knock!"

"Don't stop flicking your bean," I said. "It looked like you are having some fun. You were getting off in here while your brother nailed me, huh? Just picturing him fucking me. Imagining him putting his big dick into my cunt. That's what you were doing, right?"

The eighteen-year-old girl stared at me, her eyes wide as saucers. They were green, so vibrant. Her brown hair fell in pigtails around her slender face. She had a petite body, her t-shirt tight around her small breasts, her nipples poking hard at the fabric. It didn't look like she had on a bra.

"Yeah, you were jilling your cunt hard to him fucking me," I said and smiled. "Go on, shove that hand back in there, you dirty, little slut. Finger yourself to me getting fucked."

"Daisy!" she gasped, her shock rippling across her face.

I darted down and pinched her nipple through her top. "I said masturbate," I hissed, twisting her nub. "I'm tired of everyone thinking they can ignore me. You're going to do what I say, aren't you, little slut?"

"Daisy?" Isaac asked.

I shot a look over my shoulder. My boyfriend stood in the doorway in his boxers. "You, back to your room. I don't fucking need you in here. I'm having a conversation with your little sister. Maybe it's your turn to have to listen. Have to suffer while your sibling gets off with me."

His jaw dropped.

"I told you to get into the other fucking room. Do I have to make you?" I asked, twisting his little sister's nipple.

She squeaked when she thrust her hand back into her jeans. She started masturbating herself just like I told her to. Such a good girl. My pussy clenched, this wicked heat rippling through me. I stared at her lips. They were plump. Lush. Perfect lips for eating pussy.

A naughty tingle raced across my skin.

I glanced back at my boyfriend, his cock tenting the front of his boxers. There was a wet spot caused by my pussy juices soaking through the fabric.

"If you ever want to touch my cunt again, you get your fucking ass back into your bedroom, sit on your bed, and listen while I use your little sister. She's just aching for it. She's a little dyke whore just begging to eat my cunt. Right?"

"I... I..." the girl gasped. "I don't know. It's all so confusing, Daisy."

"Miss Daisy," I said, shuddering. "That's what you call me. Right, little slut? God, I want to peel off my panties, sit on your face, and make you lick your brother's jizz right out of my cunt. Is that what you want me to do?"

The panties I wore tingled, the ripple caressing my skin. It shot down my arm to my finger pinching her nub.

The little girl gasped and fingered her twat faster. "I want to do whatever you want, Miss Daisy. Promise."

I glanced back at the door. Issac still stood there.

Anger swelled in me. "I swear to god, if you make me march over there and force you out of here, you will never touch my cunt again. I can find other guys to fuck me when I want. They'll be lining up to enjoy my pussy, and your little sister will be more than happy to lick their cum out of my twat. Won't you, my good, little dyke?"

"Yes, Miss Daisy," panted the girl.

"You hear that? How sweet she is? I want the joy of riding her mouth. So get gone, Isaac, before I get pissed off."

Isaac swallowed and slouched away. Like a good boy, he headed to his bedroom and closed the door. I heard the bed springs creak, knowing he'd sat down. He would pull out his cock, soaked with my pussy cream, and jerk it. He would be thinking about me riding his little sister's face, grinding my cunt on her mouth and making her lick out every last drop of his jizz.

"Let me see you naked, little dyke," I said. "I've enjoyed your brother, now I want to see what you have. I bet you're just a sexy little bitch underneath your clothes."

"Yes!" she gasped. "I'm sexy. I got boobs. See!"

She ripped her hands out of her jeans, her fingers coated in her sticky juices. A wonderful, spicy musk filled my nose, different from my sweet aroma. She grasped the hem of her baby-doll t-shirt and ripped it up.

Just as I thought, she wasn't wearing a bra.

Her small breasts had a nice bit of plumpness to them, A-cups, but on the verge of something bigger. Her nipples were hard, thrusting from small areolas. They were barely more than rings of pink around those hard nubs. Then she wiggled her hips, her fingers shoving into the waistband of her jeans. She lifted her ass to push them down, her legs thrusting up in the air. She kicked off her jeans, exposing her lithe legs. She had a pink pair of panties with bands of white lace down the crotch.

Those came off next.

I groaned at the sight of the soft down of light-brown hair adorning her pubic mound. Juices coated them, little beads of liquid diamond. Panties off, she shoved her hands back between her thighs, rubbing at her twat. She must be a virgin. I bet she still had her hymen.

I groaned, looking at her mouth.

"Have you eaten pussy before?" I asked, pinching her nipple again. This time, there was no t-shirt and the way.

"No," she panted. "I'll do it for you, Miss Daisy."

I shuddered, loving how the tingles rippled from my pussy. From my panties. The sensation seemed to travel through me into Kelly, making her just perfect. Just what I needed. Doing things my way was so much better than being that pathetic, submissive creature I used to be. I had no idea why I ever had fantasies of being tied up. Why did I just do whatever Isaac wanted?

God, I was about to let him fuck me up the ass without getting

anything

out of it.

Where was the fun in that?

I straddled Kelly's head, staring into her green eyes. My round breasts swayed before me. "Pull my panties to the side, and then I'll plant my cunt right on that hot, little mouth of yours, dyke. I want you to lick all your brother's jizz out of me. Then I want you to make me cum. And don't you dare stop rubbing that hot twat of yours."

"I won't, Miss Daisy!"

"You won't eat my cunt?" I hissed. "Is that what you said?"

She squeaked in fright.

I laughed. "I know what you meant. I'm just fucking with you. I can be a bit of a bitch, can't I?"

She hesitated. She had no idea how to answer that.

"Just pull my panties aside because I need to get my twat eaten. I want to feel you licking out every bit of your brother's cum. He's in the other room jacking it right now, just picturing you doing this. He wishes he could see it. Don't you, Issac?"

"Yeah," I heard through the walls.

"Yeah, what?" I demanded.

"Yeah, Miss Daisy!"

I smiled as Kelly pulled my panties to the side. This was perfect. I planted my furred muff right on that sweet girl's mouth. It was time to get what I wanted.

My new little dyke slut licked me just like I wanted. It was wonderful to feel her tongue sliding through my folds and gathering up her brother's jizz. My hands darted down, grabbing her nipples while she fingered her virgin twat. She rubbed her digits up and down her slit while groaning into my cunt.

I twisted both her nubs, tweaking them, loving how she gasped and squealed into my cunt.

It was amazing. I groaned, not hiding my pleasure, my breasts swaying before me as her tongue darted through my folds. She reached into me, scooping out all that wonderful jizz inside my snatch. It was so amazing.

I shuddered, clenching down on my cunt to squeeze out more and more of her brother's cum. It poured into her mouth. It was so hot knowing that this little dyke was eating her brother's incestuous seed out of me.

It was worth letting him fire his cum into me to have this delight.

"That's it, you naughty little dyke slut," I purred. "Do you like it when I twist your nipples? Do you like it when I do this?"

She gasped as I pulled on her right nipple, stretching her little breasts taut. When I released it, her nipples snapped back, her firm breasts jiggling. She moaned into my cunt pressed firmly down on her mouth. Her fingers rubbed harder at her pussy, sliding up and down her slit. The brown curls of her bush spilled about her digits.

"Yeah, you like that," I said, stretching out her left nipple. I loved how she squealed into my cunt, her tongue lapping faster and faster at my pussy lips. She devoured me with such hunger. Such desire to do what I wanted and please me. I shuddered, savoring it.

"Mmm, yeah, you're going to lick my cunt clean of your brother's spunk whenever I want. Right?"

"Yes, Miss Daisy!" she moaned into my snatch.

"Good," I panted, my pleasure rippling through me. "Now get that tongue deep inside of me. Lick out every drop of your brother's cum. He fired so much jizz into me. You have to lick it all out. Ooh, aren't you a lucky, little dyke?"

"Yes, I am, Miss Daisy!"

I savored her submission. My blonde hair danced around my shoulders. I groaned, grinding my pussy onto her face. I loved the feel of her tongue caressing my labia. Her lips brushed my clit. I felt her little nose rubbing into my taint.

I trembled, all this pleasure surging through me. She was building and building me towards an amazing climax. Something far, far better than just experiencing a little dick in my cunt.

I was taking charge of my pleasure.

I grabbed both her nipples, stretching out her tits. I loved how she squealed into my cunt. Her moans vibrated against my labia, my clit throbbing and aching. My pussy clenched, squeezing more and more of her brother's cum into her hungry mouth. Her lush lips latched onto my pussy and sucked.

I gasped at her ingenuity. It felt incredible, my back arching. My breasts swayed before me, jiggling with their plumpness.

"That's it," I groaned, trembling. I stared at her fingers sliding through her brown bush and rubbing at her hot cunt. "Ooh, I'm going to cum so goddamn hard on your mouth. You are going to drown in my fucking cream. Yeah, you want my sweet delight, you little muff-diving slut. Just buff my hardwood floors! Yes!"

Her tongue fluttered more and more. She brushed my clit again and again. Wonderful sparks of pleasure surged through me. It was intense. Amazing. I tugged hard on her nipples, loving her squeals.

This was it. I was rising towards that amazing climax. Little stars danced before my eyes. Her tongue thrust deep into my cunt and wiggled around. I heard her groaning like she was aching for more cum to lick out of me. Her enthusiasm set me off.

I came.

My cunt spasmed around her probing tongue. I felt my juices gushing out, bathing her. The sweet scent of my cream filled my nose. She gasped, her body trembling on the bed. Her legs spasmed. I realized she was joining me in climactic delight.

Drinking my pussy cream had set her off.

I loved it. This eighteen-year-old muff-diver feasted on me. She licked and lapped up the juices flooding out of me. The waves of pleasure felt so intense as they swept through my body. They sloshed over my mind, stars bursting across my vision. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. I savored every moment of it.

It was amazing. I wiggled my hips from side to side, grinding my cunt on her mouth. She kept licking me. Her tongue sparked new pleasure in me, keeping my bliss alive.

"Oh, god, your fucking little sister's making me cum again, Isaac!" I moaned. "Fuck, my orgasms are coming one after the other. Your little sister was born to eat pussy. God, she's good!"

The girl feasted on me. Wave after wave of pleasure swept through my body. They crashed into my mind. I was dizzy with euphoria. I twisted and pinched her nipples, playing with them as I swayed atop her. My pussy lips and clit grew more and more sensitive with every wonderful spasm of pleasure that rippled through me. My tits heaved.