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Rated: GC · Interactive · Adult · #2245604
You end up becoming a slave of a woman in your life, who does what she wants with you!
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Chapter #3

Stacy

    by: tortilla Author IconMail Icon
My sister called me. She wanted me to come see her as she had something important to say. I'd never had the best relationships with her. Mostly because she never grew out of her brat phase. But she was my sister nonetheless so I agreed.

Her home was not so far away from mine. I knocked on her door. She opened not pleased to see me. I didn't think much of it. She was always like this. She closed the door. Before I could say anything she pinned me against the wall.

"Look, I don't have time for some foreplay so I'm just gonna say it. I know you're gay. You even have a boyfriend you want to get married to. But you know how our mother hates gay men. She would think even less of you if she had found out. She would take everything from you. Money, job, house, everything. You know she's capable of it."
"What does it have to do with you?"
"I can keep your secret. That way you will have a roof over your head."
"What do you want?"
"You're gonna be my slave."

I couldn't help but burst out laughing. I never took her seriously but this? It's like she just asked to be treated like crazy.

She didn't look so happy. She kicked me in the nuts with her leg. I collapsed in pain. "If you don't want to do it the easy way, we're gonna do it the hard way." I saw her typing mom's number on the phone. She pressed the green icon and brought the phone closer to her ear. She was serious. She wanted to actually do that. "Hi mom. Yeah, it's me. I wanted to say that John..." I started to beg her in silence. I knew I could do anything to stop her from saying this. She looked at me and said "... that John is gonna live with me from now on. Yeah. I'm sorry. I have to go now. I'll call you later mom. Bye." And with that, I sighed in relief.

"See? I knew you would accept it. Big Johnny is my slave. Just as it should be. Now kneel and kiss my feet. Say how happy and grateful you are for a chance to serve me. Say it."

With the feeling of defeat, I kneeled before her. I looked up to see her face above me, smiling in victory. I leaned closer to her shoes and kissed each of them carefully.

"Oh my great sister. I am grateful for you giving me a privilege to be serve you. I am yours and yours alone. Your request is an order. Every name you give me is too great for someone like me. I'm nothing in comparison to you."

She smiled triumphantly. My fate was sealed. She was my world now.

"You're gonna call me..

You have the following choices:

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1. a goddess from now on."

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2. a queen from now on."

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3. a mistress form now on."

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