You put that pussy to work.

With Michelle now fully under my control, I see no better way to celebrate than to give her the hard fuck that she's clearly been craving. We both have been anticipating this moment for a while now, so it seems like a fitting capstone to mark this special occasion.

"How do you want me, Master?" Michelle asks in a seductive tone.

"Well... I suppose the most appropriate thing to do is **** you to do all the work, considering that you only exist for my pleasure now," I respond. In a normal person's life, that's the kind of thing you get slapped for saying, but in case you haven't realized it by now, I don't live a normal life. As such, rather than getting upset, Michelle smiles at my degrading comment.

"As you wish."

My oldest sister slowly saunters her way over to me and takes a seat on my lap. She begins to remove my clothes, taking every opportunity she can to rub up against me. Needless to say, I'm hard long before she gets around to removing my pants. Once I'm fully naked, Michelle straddles my legs before bringing her entire weight down onto me. And by me, I mean my cock. Somehow she managed to get herself lined up and lower her pussy onto my rod in one fluid motion.

Michelle begins moving up and down, trying her best to draw out as much pleasure as she can with each movement. While she fucks me, she doesn't take her eyes off mine, staring deeply into them with nothing but love and devotion in her eyes. The entire time, I just decide to sit back and enjoy the moment. Normally, I love taking control in these situations, but right now, I'm getting much more out of letting Michelle please me all on her own. And even though she's on top, and I'm just accepting whatever she does to me, at no point does it ever feel like she's the dominant one. Even without doing anything, it's clear that I'm the one in charge. Perhaps that's just a result of our new relationship. It's probably no longer possible for Michelle to do anything in a dominant way as long as I'm involved.

After spending some time enjoying the feeling of Michelle ride me, I decide to have some fun with her body. It does belong to me, after all. I start by reaching up and grabbing her tits. She can't help but moan and pant as I squeeze and pinch them. I never really realized it before, but her nipples are especially prominent when they're hard. Her boobs are big enough that it doesn't look out of place, but they are still fairly noticeable. That also means they're the perfect size to roll between my fingers, which I quickly learn drives her crazy. Every time I put any amount of pressure on her nipples, the walls of her pussy seem to tighten against my shaft.

After I get my fill of her tits (or at least when I decide I want to play with something else; I don't know that I'll even get enough of those tits), I wrap my hands around her waist and focus my efforts on her ass. It starts with just some simple groping, but then I start to get a little adventurous. I press a finger against her asshole, causing her to gasp, though she doesn't slow down at all. It takes a decent amount of effort since there's no lube involved, but after pushing a bit, I eventually manage to pop my finger inside her backdoor. Michelle's eyes roll into the back of her head as I penetrate her ass.

Now as my sister bounces up and down, she is simultaneously shoving my dick into her pussy and my finger into her ass. It seems that having both holes filled compounds her arousal, leading her to start shuttering on my lap as she orgasms. It looks like Michelle might have an especially sensitive asshole. Now that I think about it, her nipples seemed pretty sensitive too. I'm not sure if that's because of the remote or if that's just how she is naturally, but either way, I'll have to remember that for later.

"Th-thank you, Master," Michelle says breathlessly as she continues riding me.

Some might argue that I shouldn't let my **** cum before me, but what can I say? I've developed a soft spot for her. Besides, I know she has no intention of leaving me unsatisfied. I doubt she's even capable of thinking of such a thing anymore.

Speaking of that, I can feel myself start to approach my own orgasm. I'm about to ask her if I need to pull out, but then I look up and see her eyes looking directly at me again. In that moment, it's almost as if she answers my question without me even asking. I realize that I keep telling myself that I need to start trusting Michelle more. She's proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that she knows what she's doing and is prepared for anything I might want. It's safe to say that includes filling her sweet little pussy.

With that in mind, I decide to take control at the very last second. I grab Michelle's hips and forcefully slam her down onto my cock. The second my entire length disappears inside of her, I unleash a torrent of cum directly into her waiting cunt. As I do, she grabs me and hold my tightly. It's like she immediately understood I wanted to cum inside her and did everything in her power to made sure that ever ounce of my seed would end up in her slit.

Once it's all said and down, we continue to hold each other as we both breathe heavily.

"I hope... I was able... to please you... Master..." Michelle says between breaths.

"Absolutely... I couldn't ask... for a better ****..." I respond with equal difficulty.

It takes a bit of time to recover, but eventually, Michelle is able to stand up off of my dick. When she does manage to get up, my cum immediately starts leaking out of her pussy, though she doesn't seem too bothered by it.

"Would you like me to start on dinner now, Master?" Michelle asks. I can tell she really likes using that word. It feels like she calls me that name every chance she gets.

"That sounds like a great idea. How about a kiss before you go?" I suggest.

"I'd never deny anything from you, Master."

I stand up and pull her into a deep, intimate kiss. Of course, she doesn't resist at all, instead melting into my arms and returning the gesture with an equal amount of passion. Once I'm satisfied with our little make out session, I let her go. Right before she has a chance to leave, I put my hand on her chin and **** her to look into my eyes one last time.

"You're such a good girl."

What a simple phrase. And yet, it seems to have a profound effect on my ****. The second the words "good girl" grace Michelle's ears, she tenses up. A second later, my cum begins to pour out of her pussy with increased speed. Although, upon closer inspection, it isn't just my cum. It seems to also have some of her own juices mixed in. I guess she did always get off on my praise. And now that I've collared her, those feelings have become ten times as strong. It's almost like "good girl" is a trigger that makes her cum now. Another thing to keep in mind going forward.

"Looks like someone made a bit of a mess. Make sure you clean that up," I tell her before turning around and walking to the door.

"Yes, Master," I hear in a dreamy voice right before I walk out the door.

I don't think I'll ever get tired of hearing that. Luckily for me, I'm sure Michelle would be more than happy to repeat it over and over and over again. I can't wait to spend more time with my ****.