Weekend Plans & Father's Offer

His father turned out to be even easier to put under than his stepmother. Gerald placed commands to continue working, but to take it a little easier at work. He would still work long hours and control the family’s finances, but would not believe anything that happened around Gerald would be out of the ordinary. Gerald also set it up so that his father would divorce Brielle and hire her as a maid. To take care of his father’s needs, Gerald altered the psychic vibrations of his father to attract wealthy single women to him and flitter away their money and bodies to make his father happy. Of course, Gerald planned on keeping track of the debutantes in case he found one suitable for his own needs.

The first day of his new life was over. The slut was now the ****. His sister was subservient to his will and his father would not get in the way.

Gerald thought about his sister’s party which would be on the same day as Brielle’s last dinner with his father as a wife. Cheryl, Dawn, Tamara and a few other girls would be spending the night. Cheryl was a blonde-haired girl about 5’2”, recently turned eighteen, with blue eyes and a preference for short, pleated skirts. Dawn was the tall one of the group, topping out around 5’7”. She had light green eyes and dark brown hair that hung down to her waist in a large braid. Tamara was the oldest of the three girls, almost nineteen, and also had the largest bust. She liked to wear tight skirts and blouses to show off her hourglass figure. Tamara was also from a family with money and she was likely to inherit as she had done with her father’s auburn hair and her mother’s bright blue eyes.

As for the other girls, Gerald would meet them in a week and decide their destinies during the party. He was tempted to invite some friends over to enjoy the festivities, but decided against it. Gerald wanted his pound of flesh on Saturday.

Gerald pushed a command to Katrina to come to him.

“Yes?” she huffed grumpily after entering his bedroom. “What do you want me to do now?”

“Nothing,” Gerald said. “Unless you want to do something. Other than that, I just have some questions.”

“What do you want to know?”

“Other than drinking, what else do you and your friends plan on doing Saturday night?”

“Mainly just talk. Probably style each other’s hair as well. We may play some games,” Katrina said, twisting the hem of her white blouse in her hands. Gerald looked into her hazel eyes.

“Nothing else?” She shook her head no, her curly brown hair waving.

“Well, then,” Gerald said. “Will you know what they’ll be wearing before they arrive?”

“No.”

“Do you think you can convince them to arrive in a desired state of dress?”

“No,” Katrina sighed. “Do you want me to try?”

“Nah, but since they’re staying the night, I take it that they’ll be bringing nightclothes, right?” Katrina nodded.

“Here’s what you’ll do then,” Gerald said grinning. “You will tell them that you want to play a joke on me because I won’t be leaving you along Saturday night. You’ll want to get me all hot and bothered with your body. But you’ll need your friends’ help. So you’ll ask them to dress sexy to tease me and to bring daring nighties to taunt me. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” Katrina smiled. “I understand. You want us to be your sluts.”

“You did agree to do whatever I asked of you.” Katrina frowned at the mention of her obligation.

“Fine,” she scowled. “I’ll ask them, but I’m making no guarantees.”

“Not a problem,” Gerald said. “And I sense you want something of me now.”

Katrina lowered her head and said, “I want your cock again.”

“Do you then, well should I let you have it?”

“Please?” Katrina said, looking up with a gleam in her eye.

“No.”

“Why not?” she pouted.

“You haven’t done anything for me yet.”

Katrina stood there dumbfounded. Gathering her wits quickly, she slipped her skirt to the floor, unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it next to the plaid skirt.

Smiling at his sister’s nude body, Gerald said, “Not enough this time, sis.”

“What do you want me to do?” she said softly.

“Since you’re going to be getting me off, it seems only fair that you get off as well.”

“Right in front of you?” Katrina said incredulously. “I have to masturbate for your benefit?”

“And make quite a show of it,” Gerald nodded. His sister groaned.