As Expected

You approached your meeting place to find Johanna waiting for you. You didn't notice Carrie licking her lips at the sight of your sister, because you were too busy staring at Johanna's incredible body.

As usual you were absolutely aroused by the sight of your older sister. She had dressed in a casual outfit designed to flaunt just how sexy she was. A tight green, cropped tank top left her arms, shoulders and stomach bare. Even though it covered her very generous breasts, it hugged them so tightly that they looked ready to burst through the fabric. Her equally spectacular lower body was clad in tight, white jeans that showed off every inch of her curves. Sunglasses hid her eyes, but her full lips betrayed a sexy smirk at your approach. Her dirty blonde hair framed her gorgeous face and brushed her bare shoulders. You felt your heart beat quicken as you drew nearer to her, your body responding to her undeniable sexiness.

As she watched you approach, her tongue darted out to lick her full, perfect lips. Her hand came to rest on the top of her breasts for a moment. Even this simple tease was too much when coming from a goddess like your sister. Your already overstressed jeans tightened a little more before getting a sudden release as you came in your pants. Her body was a temple of perfection, and you knew that submitting to her would be the ultimate pleasure.

As the two of you sat in the two seats to either side of her Johanna placed a hand on Carrie's thigh, an act that you noticed caused your girlfriend to quiver uncontrollably. "Did you do as I said?" your sister asked, removing her sunglasses to look into Carrie's eyes. Even though you could not see them, you could tell that her eyes were boring into your girlfriend's soul.

Her voice was small and quiet when she replied, "Yes, I did." She swallowed hard before continuing. "I didn't touch him, but I masturbated in front of him, while fantasizing about you."

"And?", Johanna asked and you saw she slid her hand down the back of Carrie's jeans and a moment later Carrie jumped slightly, moaning louder than she had planned no doubt. There was little question in your mind that Johanna had just done something to the butt plug, which Carrie still had in. Carrie's face was flushed, her eyes half-closed in pleasure. She bit her lip, trying to stifle her moans, but they came out anyway.

"He came. I'm sorry mistress, but he came when you said he shouldn't.", Carrie blurted out, unable to hold back the truth from your seductive sister. Her eyes were pleading, begging for your sister's forgiveness.

Your sister smiled slowly, a satisfied smirk stretching across her face. "Oh, I know," she said confidently. "Of course he did. You told him what I did to you? And you told him he shouldn't come?" Her eyes glittered with amusement as she waited for your girlfriend's answer.

"Yes, yes.", Carrie cried out.

Johanna let out a slight laugh of derision, "But how could he be expected to follow an instruction from a little mouse of a woman like you. I know he came. I also know he came again just walking over to the table. But don't worry, once I tell him myself he will only come when I say so." You felt yourself hardening in your pants again already as she described herself controlling your orgasms.

Your sister now turned her attention to you, her eyes penetrating your every thought. It felt as if she could see right through to your soul. Her voice was soft and seductive as she spoke, "I knew the thought of me dominating you and your girlfriend would be too much for you to not cum. I just wanted to know if you were as weak as most of the men I dominate, or even weaker. I suspect that the fact that I am your sister, which should have made you try to resist me, only makes you want to be my pet even more. Isn't that true?" You could feel the weight of her gaze on you, and you knew that she was right. You wanted nothing more than to be her pet, to be dominated by her. The fact that she was your sister only made the fantasies even more intoxicating. The thought of her using you and your girlfriend for her own amusement was more than you could resist.

"Yes.", you barely managed to respond.

"Did you even have to touch yourself to cum? I know the sight of me today made you cum without touching yourself, but what about the thought of me? Was that alone enough to make you cum or did you have to use your pitiful hands.", she asked you. Her expression was playful, but her eyes seemed to fill you with lust. Her eyebrow was raised in a challenge, and her lips were parted in a wicked grin.

You were quick to reply, "No, I came just thinking about you. Dreaming about you."

"And it was good, wasn't it.", the smile on her lips as she asked the leading question almost made you cum again.

"I don't think I've cum that hard before.", you responded.

She looked you in the eye as she said "It's good that you came for me, not your girlfriend, or your hand. It shows you're already learning." She grabbed your crotch under the table and squeezed your balls, holding them firmly as she continued, "This, and everything that comes out of it belongs solely to me, or this goes no further, understood?" Her nails dug into your skin and you could feel the blood rushing to your face.

"Yes, oh god yes." you moaned out in pleasure, and she released you.

"Good boy, you're clearly as trainable as your girlfriend."