By marking the couch

“Of course, Master.” Your mom smiles innocently at you as she gave you a returning peck on the cheek “I’ll help anyway I can.”

For a brief moment, you got taken aback at your own mother referring to you as her master, but then you relaxed upon figuring that it makes a lot of sense. Since you own her, she’s basically a **** to you, so it only makes sense for her to call you ‘master’ from time to time.

“Good girl.” You smirk at her as you look at her mesmerised by her beauty “Just remember that you and your body belongs to me and me only...so I can do whatever I want with you.”

She nods her head obediently to show that she understands, which you would pretty much expect. After that, she leaves you to yourself as she goes off to proceed with her facade.

* * * * *

A bit of time passes and while having some ‘you time’ you find yourself looking at your watch. There was still about a half hour left before dad even arrives. You clutch head at this you keep frantically checking the time, being very **** to give him just desserts already.

Interestingly, as his arrival ends up coming closer, you find yourself considering other plans. Orchestrating a plan to get him close enough to you, you mark your name on the couch.

Your mom then pokes her head out from the kitchen. “I’ll be cooking dinner later, Erik.” She tells you, not batting an eye at the sight of you pleasuring yourself “What would you like me to make?”

Lately, your mom preferred to surprise you all with a random meal. So it really amazed you that your power can make her cook whatever you want. Although, you don’t really want her to cook.

“Mom, I want you to order us a McDonald’s.” You instruct her while crossing your arms and legs “Just get me what I usually have and you can have the same as me. Dad can have the happy meal for once and give Ashley the spiciest thing on the menu.”

Your mom just stares at you feeling a bit nervous, but she then calms down and smiles softly at you “You know, I really despise McDonald’s, but if you insist then I’ll do it.”

With that, she leaves you alone once again. Not too long after that, you hear the door opening and slamming shut as your dad storms him.

Even though he was planning to welcome his (stolen) wife with a loving embrace, he was now tired and just need to rest on the couch for a bit. Of course, it didn’t take long for him to notice your claim on it...

“Erik, can you let me sit down on your couch?” Came the obvious question.

Now it was time to use this to your advantage. “Of course you can!” You tell him happily, but stop him before he makes a move “Although, only if you sit next to me and allow me to write something on you.”

Usually at something like this, your dad would refuse to sit down on the couch altogether and simply head up to bed for a bit. Although, now in his worn out state, he was too tired to to argue back and nods his head before sitting down next to you on the couch.

Rolling up his sleeve, he shows reluctantly shows off his arm to you as he awaits you to write on it. This amused you, almost making you want to take this **** a little further and make him your unwitting ****.

Almost. As temping as this idea might be, you don’t think it’s a good enough punishment for someone like him. However, it’ll be much better to write your sister’s name on his arm and give her ownership over him.

It was your original idea to try and claim her, but this new idea has just came to your head and perhaps it’ll be better. If you both claim a parent each, then maybe it’ll cause Ashley to appreciate you a bit more. Plus, giving off your horrible dad to your evil sister is just too perfect.

Either of these could work out...or maybe there’s some other solution...