Adrian, a man that enjoys femdom

Old Rule: All men are owned by a woman and can be traded.
Old Rule: Men are incapable of disobeying women.
Old Rule: Public sex is acceptable and not engaging it in is considered prudish.

That ought to do it, you think to yourself. As you set the pencil down the world shifts around you. You can no longer see anything, feeling a blindfold around your eyes. A leather collar is fitted around your neck, and your arms are bound behind your back. You are naked, apart from latex covered your arms and legs, and you feel a chastity cage around your cock. You're kneeling on the floor, though from the sounds you're still in the same café you started in.

You feel the collar tug you forward and a voice says "Hey, snap out of it and get back to eating my cunt". The words make your head go numb as your mouth is pushed in to a warm pussy. You obey immediately and begin lapping at the wetness in front of you.

Then you realize who the voice belongs to. It's your bratty younger sister Isabella. She just turned 18 a few days ago. This wasn't what you were expecting when you wrote that men were owned...but you were single, so of course you'd wind up owned by family.

"Bella, hey!" you hear a voice call out from near the door.

"Hey girls! Check out what Mom gave me for my birthday. She said it was too much work to keep up with two of them".

"Oh my God is that your brother?", one of her friends asks.

"Yeah", she says, grinding her hot wet pussy into your face, "I've been begging mom for him for years but she wouldn't do it until I could legally own him. He's all mine now though. First thing I had to do was get him fitted for chastity though. And guess what? It's permanent. Mom never let him fuck her so he's gonna be a virgin forever."

This is not what you had in mind when you wrote those rules, but you're unable to stop yourself from gorging on her cunt. You can't even imagine disobeying her words, even though you know all of this wrong.

"I'm still thinking about the details...but I think I'm gonna make him a sissy. Having a hole-cleaner is nice and all but I think he'd look super cute getting railed by one of those musclebound bulls, right? Or maybe I can just use him as a fluffer for when I want some actual cock. Not really losing out on any of that by locking him up anyway. Mmmmm oh fuck!"

She grabs your head and pulls you in further, coating your face in juices as she orgasms. Apparently you're well suited to your new life at least. After calming down she adjusts her sitting position to slide her butt off the back off the chair. "Get behind me and eat your favorite meal, big bro".

Her words are like a spell on you as you shuffle on your knees behind you, blinding bumping into everything in your way. Eventually you get behind her and bury your face between her ass-cheeks. You lick her puckered hole and you realize it really is your favorite meal. It doesn't take long before you've got your tongue all the way up as you French-kiss your little sister's asshole.

"Then again, maybe I'll just keep him as a hole cleaner for now. He does have talent for it".