Erica is buying sexy and slutty clothes, as requested

After exiting Caitlin's office, I got to my other class, but after the magistral anti-feminism class by my favorite ****-teacher, all the others were highly boring in comparison.

Then I get home and eat at the table with Holes the food Binita has prepared for us. Day by day, she is becoming a better cooker; it was a wise move to make her my servant. Of course, when I say that I eat with Holes, I do not mean she eats her food over the table; she eats her food below the table, on the floor, as an animal.

Then I spend the afternoon playing games with Holes lying on the couch, sleeping with her head over my lap, and Binita, from time to time, massaging my shoulders in between she completes her homework.

Finally, my sister texts me. Great, she has left work and is ready to start buying slutty clothes.

E: Hey, bro. I have come home after work. I am going to the mall to buy clothes, as you requested, and I need your authorization.

G: I was who told you to do it this morning. Does it not count?

E: You told me to do it, but in my domestication contract, you told me I must request approval for going out to any place except my home, yours, and work.

G: Why are you so strict with the rules?

E: Maybe because I am a lawyer. The APP makes me unable to disobey you, and going out, even if you have already told me to do it without your approval, is, according to my interpretation, disobedience.

G: Telling you to go to a place does not count as approval?

E: Indirectly maybe, but I require a direct, unambiguous approval not to disobey you.

G: Is that what you want?

E: Not what I want; it is what I need. I feel that if you don't tell me 'authorized,' I can't go out because that is what you told me; that is how your rules work, and I can go against you.

G: Ok, fine, fine. Authorized.

E: Thank you, brother. You can improve the rules with your orders; if you told me to assume that telling me to go to a place counts as approval, this wouldn't repeat.

G: But you won't make that assumption unless I told you to do it?

E: Exactly.

G: Ok, don't make that kind of assumption. I like this. I want you to keep asking for authorization for the things you do. This will make you accept that I own you and I own your life.

E: As you wish, brother.

G: Ok, let me know when you are at the mall.

How funny, I already believed that the APP forces girls to obey orders, and they were not allowed to do what they themselves might think was disobedience. They don't just disobey; they can't have the intention to disobey. It allows them to find loopholes as Freya did, but then we have the opposite **** with my sister, whose lawyer mindset makes her strictly obedient to the exact words of my orders.

Waiting for her to reach the mall, I continue playing until she texts me again.

E: I am here.

G: Perfect, text me again when you are in a changing room trying on new clothes. Try one with no people near; I don't want others to hear you.

E: What are you planning to make me do?

G: Wait and see.

While waiting for her to send me the photo, I tap Hole's shoulders to wake her up.

"Hi, Master. Do you need me?" she told me with her usual cute voice, without any sign of annoyance on her part at having woken her up. The anticipation of what I will make Erica do has already made me hard, so I take my cock out of my pants. I don't need to say anything to Holes; she is well trained and knows perfectly what I expect from her when I do this. As always, she lowers her head and takes my cock inside her mouth to start sucking.

"Do you want to talk with Erica, Holes?" I ask her.

"It is possible? I would love it, Master!" she answers quickly, momentarily stopping sucking my cock. But it does not take her more than a few seconds to continue sucking.

Five minutes later, she texts me again.

E: I am in a changing room, the others near are empty, so I don't think anyone could hear me.

G: Perfect, send me a picture of the clothes you are wearing. The ones that you wore from home.