You still need to claim your sister

Dreams of fucking your mom filled your mind, and you imagined yourselves having sex all throughout the house. Those images of you and mom then slowly turned into you and your sister and you suddenly woke up. Shit. You still hadn’t written your claim on her yet. Glancing at your clock told you it was 4am. She should be asleep right now.

You were ready to wake your mom, but she looked so comfortable in bed. Guess I’ll do this myself. Getting out of bed you went to grab a marker off your desk but stopped. Dad already looks like he wants to beat you and if your sister wakes to you in her room, that may actually happen. Luckily your name was short, but you still didn’t want to take a chance.

Looking around your room and thinking, you came up with a good idea. Switching a marker for a pen, and grabbing a pair of scissors, you pulled out the tube of ink and sniped a piece of it off. Then taking the leaking pin, you grabbed a paper and began laying out the ink onto a small section. Adjusting for how it will be viewed, you wrote out the word ‘Erik’s Property’ onto the paper. Lastly, you cut out the section that was written on and behold, you had basically made one of those temporary tattoos, except with it made of pen ink. You just had to do a quick press and the claim would be placed.

Tiptoeing out of your room, you carefully opened your door. Peaking up and down the hallway, you didn’t see or hear anyone. There was no light coming from your sister’s or father’s room. The coast was clear and so you stalked forward to your goal. That bitch of a sister would soon become your bitch.

Step after step, you quietly inched your way to Ashley’s room. Reaching the door, you tried twisting the handle. Yes! You thought. The door was unlocked. Peeking in, you could make out the outline of her from under the sheets.

As you kept an eye for where you were stepping, you inched closer and closer to her. Standing at the edge of her bed you could now see her fully. She really had her blankets tucked over her and so you gently tried to pull them down. Your heart felt like it was going to pound out of your chest as you pulled on the blankets.

As they slid down, your sister’s naked form was on display. Holy shit! She was completely naked, well at least topless, you weren’t going to try your luck to see further. Holding out the inked-up paper, you tried to decide where was the best place to put it. In the end, you decided the arm was safest, plus you didn’t want to obstruct the perfect beauty of your sister’s chest.

Heart beating even faster now, you carefully applied the paper to her skin, pressing it down with gentle **** before peeling it off. And voila! The mark has been left. Mission successful. Then, getting out like a ninja, you quietly snuck out of her room, not even bothering to close her door. It didn’t matter now. All that mattered was that she didn’t wake up.

Making your way back into your room, you quietly shut the door and crawled into bed with your mom. Exhausted, sleep quickly took over.

That, however, was rudely interrupted by the sound of yelling. “DAD!!! Come here quickly!” The sound of grumbling and heavy steps could be heard going down the hallway. The conversation between them was not as loud but words like “How could this happen?” and “I don’t want to end up like mom” were thrown around. Guess she must’ve discovered your surprise.

“Hmm…? What’s going on?” Your mom was sitting up looking towards the door. The result of last night’s escapades was still all over her face.

Before a word could be said, the sound of loud pounding reverberated through the room, followed by the door being swung open. “Erik! What the hell is going on.” His eyes narrowed onto the two of you, but more onto your mom, sitting there with dry cum all over her chest and face. Looking back to you he continued. “How could this happen. Yesterday, your sister was fine and now today she suddenly is your property. You need to explain yourself! I won’t be letting you violate your sister like you did with your mother.”

“Or what?” You replied. “I don’t have to explain anything to you. She’s my property now and I can do whatever I want with her. What are you going to do about, hmm? Beat me? Well if you do, I’ll just call the cops and tell them how you beat me after trying to take away what’s mine.”

He seemed chocked up at my response as different emotions when through his face, from anger, confusion, despair, back to anger, and then back to despair. “I want you both out of this house today.” He said.

“No.”

“I said, I want you both out of this FUCKING house today!”

“No.”

“GODDAMMIT!” Screaming in a rage he left the two of you alone. A short while later, You could hear the sound of the car leaving the garage.

“Well, that was something,” I said.

Looking over, I could see the shocked expression mom had on her face over dad’s reaction. Then looking at you it turned into a smile. “When did you have time to write on Ashley?” She asked.

“Last night, I didn’t want to wake you up, so I did it myself and I’m proud to say that I got away with it easily.” Looking at her and yourself, you decided that a shower was probably the first thing needing to be done.

Unfortunately, it looks like you may have been a little to rough on mom’s body. She could hardly stand up and walking proved to be an even greater challenge. “Sorry honey, as great as it was, I think we went a little too far. My body isn’t used to that much sex.”

Half carrying her, you managed to get you, mom, to the hallway bathroom. With how mom was struggling to stand, it was agreed that a bath would be better. You made a steamy hot bath for the two of you and assisted her in the tub. Mostly it was you doing all the cleaning for her but that was alright, there’s no way you could ever say no to an excuse to touch her body. After both of you where clean, you decided to relax a little longer in the warm water.

“So, Erik. What are you going to do today?” Your mom asked you.

“Hmm, well I guess I’ll be breaking in Ashley. Now that I own her, I’d like to try her out and see what type of role she should have.”

“Oh, I see you're starting to build a little harem, then aren’t you? And what role does mommy have in all of this?”

God, you love when she refers to herself as mommy. It always sounds so sexy. “I guess I would be starting a harem by adding Ashley. If I were to add more people, then I think… you would be like the matriarch over the other women, like my first wife. You’re the only person in my family that cared for me and loved me, so matter what you’d always be my favorite.”

“Aw, sweetie. That’s so nice.” Shifting around int the tub, she pulled herself close to you and gave you a hug. “So as your favorite woman and matriarch, what exactly would I be doing with these other ladies?” She was giving you a sly smile.

“Umm… well, I guess you’d kind of be like the big mom. You’d watch over them, make sure they do as they should, punish them if need be… and I don’t know if you’d be into it, but you could let them please you if you wanted.” The last bit was more of a hopeful desire that your mom would enjoy some lesbian time.

She started laughing at that. “Oh, I don’t know about that honey, but I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try. So, you’re planning on getting Ashley situated as your property. Is there anything you’re going to do?”

“Well, I guess I should finish off my work with dad. I think it’s time that I also start putting in my work to provide for my women, starting with claiming this house.” With your day planned out, the two of you clambered on out of the tub and headed back to your bedroom.