Your sister finally caves.

I spend a bit of time after Katia's stream just trying to calm myself down. However, between her ass clapping and Mom's naked hug, I can't seem to lose my erection. In fact, even just thinking about those two events is making my cock throb. Maybe I should try to push my mom a bit... I know I said I would wait, but maybe I can get her to deal with it...

My train of thought is interrupted by yet another text. I assume it's Katia again, though I'm not sure why she's still messaging me. I thought we had finished our conversation about how the stream went already. Well, I better see what she wants.

Michelle: I did what you told me to. You can come to my room whenever you're ready to see me.

Oh. Oh wow. Michelle was the last person I thought that text was from. And from the sounds of it, she finally gave in and obeyed my last command. Does that means she's really wait for me in...? I want to see that so bad. Although, that's definitely not going to help my boner. But maybe... could I get Michelle to do something about that? I'm not sure. It might just be because all of the blood has flown from my brain to my dick, but I think it might be worth trying. It's certainly better than jerking off alone in my room. Fuck it. Let's do it.

I walk out of my room and glance around the hall. There's no sign of anyone, so I quickly move across the hallway and too Michelle's door. I would have preferred to do this in my room, and if I'm being honest, I probably shouldn't be letting Michelle decide where this happens, but just this once I'll let it slide. I'm too excited to get upset at her. I don't even bother knocking this time, since I know Michelle won't say anything anymore. I swing the door open and prepare to see my beautiful sister in all her glory. And boy, am I not disappointed.

I knew Michelle liked to look good, but I had no idea this is what she would pull out when I told her to wear her sexiest lingerie. The black, shear one piece she has no leaves very little to the imagination, allowing my to easily see her soft pink skin underneath the fabric. It also looks like the zipper in the front only goes halfway up, giving me a fantastic view of her giant tits. I can even one of her areolas poking out, teasing at the nipple that is barely being held inside her outfit. I knew my sister was hot, but damn, Michelle is something else.

As I close the door behind me, I see that Michelle is staring at me. There's an unsure look in her eyes. You might think it's because she's having conflicting feelings about wearing something like this for her brother, but I don't think that's right. I think that unsure look is her being worried that I might not like it. She stands quietly while anxiously playing with her hair, clearly waiting to hear what I'm going to say.

"Wow, Michelle. You look fantastic. Even better than I would have imagined," I tell her.

My compliment seems to relax her slightly.

"Do you really think so? I tried my best to pick something you would like," Michelle says before spinning around, revealing that the outfit has wedged itself into her ass, showing off her sizable backside.

I walk over to her and give her ass a firm slap, which causes her to yelp. She's not upset, but rather she wasn't expecting the sudden sensation. I've been waiting so long to do that.

"Does that answer your question?" I ask.

Michelle bites her lip and nods. It's at this point that I also notice how damp her thighs are. Finally obeying that command must have reopened the floodgates.

"I bet you want to do something else now that you made yourself look all nice for me," I say, to which she nods once again. "Get on your knees."

There isn't even a second of hesitation as Michelle gets down on the ground. I sit on the edge of her bed and look at the gorgeous woman staring back up at me, eagerly waiting for what I'm going to say next. Although, if I'm being real, I'm not sure what I'm going to say next. I've worn down her resistance a lot, but is it enough to go further? Now would probably be a good time for a new attribute. Michelle's a bit overdue for her third one. But I can't just use the remote on her while she's kneeling right in front of me. Unless...

"Look down at the ground," I command, causing Michelle to instantly turn her head downward. "Keep your eyes on the floor until I tell you to stop. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, I understand," Michelle responds without altering her gaze.

I stay completely still for a solid minute, just to make sure Michelle doesn't look up. Not only does she not look up, she doesn't move her head even the slightest bit as it faces the ground in front of her. I can't believe I'm about to do this. I'm about to use the remote directly in front of her. And despite my seemingly nonsensical instructions, she isn't even going to question me. I take out the remote and press the green button, all while Michelle makes no effort to move. As in awe of her obedience as I am, I'm also thrilled to see that she does have a new attribute ready.

- SELECTED TARGET: MICHELLE ANDERSON -

New Attribute Unlocked

I AIM TO PLEASE

The target will now believe that their place is below the user. The target will prioritize the user's needs and desires above their own. The target will always subconsciously be thinking about how to best serve the user.

That's a lot of stuff. And a lot of really good stuff too. Man, these level three attributes are really strong. I guess it makes sense that they would go up in power with each one. That thought makes me wonder just what a fourth attribute would look like. Maybe one day. For now, let me focus on what I have. It seems like the basic gist of this one is that it will make Michelle constantly want to make me happy even when I don't give her a command, which definitely seems useful. And it seems like right now is the perfect time to test how well it works.

I put the remote back in my pocket and unzip my pants. I do so slowly as to not alert Michelle to what I'm doing. I fish out my hard cock and hold it in my hand. Alright... let's see what happens.

"Okay, Michelle. You can look at me again."

Michelle's head slowly lifts up, but she immediately stops when she sees my erection, gasping when it enters her vision. She looks very nervous, but doesn't actually say anything.

"Michelle? Is this what you were expecting to see when you looked back up?" I ask.

"I... I thought it was a possibility," she answers softly.

"And how does it make you feel to see it?"

"Um... I'm not sure. When I was looking down, I was really hoping this wouldn't happen. I told myself that I wouldn't stay if it did. But now that I'm looking at it, I feel... uh... I mean, it's really big..." Michelle rambles.

"Do you see how hard it is?" Michelle nods. "I would really like you to take care of it like the good girl I know you are."

"B-but... we can't. We're siblings," Michelle weakly protests, not looking away from my dick. I can see in her eyes that even she doesn't really buy that excuse anymore.

"I know you want to help me, sis. But I'm not going to **** you too. If you want me to leave, all you have to do is say so. But until you do, I'm going to sit here just like this," I explain, waving my cock around for emphasis. Michelle follows its movements with her eyes.

And just like that, it's time for the waiting game. I've done everything I can do. The ball is in her court. I know I could just order her to do something, but I want this to be her choice, at least this time. After a long pause, Michelle places her hands on the floor and slides forward, moving herself directly between my legs. She reaches up and wraps her hand around the base of my shaft and looks me in the eyes.

"You won't tell anyone about this, will you?" She asks.

I run my fingers across my lips, indicating that I will keep them zipped. As much as I want to tell Violet about this encounter, I actually think I'll keep my word on this one. It's important for a dominant to build trust with their submissive after all. With any luck, it won't be long before she doesn't care who knows about our new relationship.

"Okay... I hope you like this... I just want to make you feel good," Michelle whispers just barely loud enough for me to hear, although something tells me those words were more for her to hear herself say then they were for me to hear.

My sister leans forward and plants a delicate kiss on my cock. She then begins pumping her hand up and down slowly. Every few strokes, she leans down and gives it another kiss, sometimes even the occasional lick. She also takes every opportunity to show herself off to me in her sexy outfit, moving around sensually and even squeezing her own tits with her off hand every now and then. I lean back slightly and fully enjoy Michelle's performance. Even if it's mostly just a handjob, it still feels incredible. I can tell every movement she's doing is entirely made with the goal of pleasing me. She's clearly horny too, but it doesn't seem like she has any interest in dealing with herself at this moment. With how she's acting, it feels like she's worshipping me and my cock more than anything else.

After everything I've been through in the past few hours, I really don't last that long. Because of how focused she is on me, Michelle notices my approaching orgasm right away and slows down slightly.

"Where do you want to cum? You can do it anywhere. Please. Just tell me what you want and I'll do it," she practically begs.

I briefly consider my options, knowing I don't have much time to decide. My first thought is to have her swallow my cum, but I've made a lot of girls do that recently. I want to do something unique with Michelle. Something that will really test her devotion...

I've got it...

"Turn around, face down, ass up," I order sternly.

Michelle instantly spins around and drops her upper body to the ground, simultaneously lifting her sexy butt up into the air. I take my cock back into my own hand and begin jerking off. Every few strokes, I bounce my member off of Michelle's ass, causing her to moan and shake it in anticipation. After repeating this process a few times, I cum, caking her buns in my own personal glaze. As I do, Michelle gasps again, although this time I think it's because she had an orgasm of her own. All without touching her pussy once. That's impressive.

As I catch my breath, I get an interesting idea.

"Let me ask you something, Michelle: if I asked you to spread your legs and let me fuck you, what would you do?" I ask.

Michelle stays quiet for a moment, not wanting to answer, but she eventually realizes that she has to.

"I... I don't know. I'm a little scared to think about it, if I'm being honest. I know we're not supposed to do that kind of stuff, but I feel like if it would really make you happy, I..." Michelle stops herself.

It seems like she knew the answer after all, something I'm sure that she also just realized. In fact, when I asked the question, Michelle actually spread her legs open slightly from her position on the ground. I don't think she's aware that she did it, but it seems her body instantly knew what it would do in that situation. Good to know.

"Alright, Michelle. One more thing. I want you to leave my cum on your ass for the next hour. Really think about why it's on there and what it means that you are the one who let me put it there. Can you do that for me?" I ask, although we both know it's really a command.

"Yes, Mast-... I mean, yes, Matt," Michelle replies.

Hm. That was an interesting slip-up. I could say something about it, but I think it would be better if I just leave her to consider what she almost just said herself. With that, I turn around and walk out of the room. I don't even bother thinking about checking on her later to make sure she's still wearing my cum. I know she's going to. I find it hard to believe there are very many orders I could give Michelle that she wouldn't obey at this point. She's such a good girl.