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A new idea has possessed Kristen: a clothing store opened by the profits from her mother’s porn studio.

What if there’s a clothing store that has naughty lines of clothes for the sluts she writes about in her diary. She brainstorm three lines of clothes. She’s eager to write about them. To pour more of herself into the diary.

She comes closer and closer to pouring all of herself into those pages, too.

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Pink Spice is ready to open with its three lines of clothes.

The Maiden Line is for all the good girls in the world. While the outfits are outwardly demure with blouses, skirts, dresses, corsets, and maternity clothes, they are sewn with pockets that can allow your man to reach in and fondle you at will. The cum-resistant fabric is perfect for your man to enjoy you while leaving you modestly clothed.

The Whore-Queen Line are for those sluts who need to be shown off. Sheer, diaphanous, and transparent fabrics are used for the line of form-fitting and skimpy clothes. From skirts so short they might as well be belts to halter tops that leave nothing to the imagination. If a slut can’t show herself off to boys, what is she even good for?

The Slave Line is the final one, featuring all manner of corsets, collars, and accessories. Everything a Master or Mistress will need to outfit his or her slave. Whether the slave is a precocious teen or a busty MILF, she will be shown off to the world as the submissive whore she is.

The Grand Opening of my mother’s store begun!

The first lucky girl to try out the Maiden Line is shopping with her father.

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Barbie Teller

I was strolling through the mall with my Dad. I hated shopping with him. He insisted on going fast. He didn’t let me try anything on, and if it was even a tad bit risque, he would shut it down. He didn’t want to believe his fourteen-year-old daughter was becoming a woman.

Even if my boobs were only B-cups. They could still grow.

“Fine, fine, we’re done, Dad,” I huffed. “We’re…” I blinked at a new clothing store that appeared. Pink Spice.

I blinked and… Why was I surprised by Pink Spice? Daddy and I were here to shop for their new Maiden Line. Daddy loved that I was his little slut, but he wanted me to be a demure girl. He didn’t want other men to see how sexy I was.

Supposedly the Maiden Line of Pink Spice had the solution he was looking for.

I clung to his arm as we headed to the shop. I gasped at the sight of the slave wear on the mannequin in the window. It was a corset that had chrome strips on the sides and spiked bracelets. It left her boobs bare. The mannequin even had nipple rings connected by a chain.

I shuddered as we headed inside. The store was divided into three parts. The Slave Line was all blacks and leather and scary devices. I whimpered as I glanced at the Whore Queen. Sheer tops. Revealing skirts. Bold colors.

The Maiden Line had pinks and pastels and such modest clothing. They were cute stuff. Childish dresses but designed for teenage or adult women. Frilly stuff with lots of lace. It was cuteness personified. I shuddered as we headed for it.

There was a mannequin that was dressed in a pink dress. It covered her fully. She looked so cute in it. I shuddered as there was several little signs that read, “Daddy, slip your hand inside here.” It was on her side. Another read, “Big brother, slide your hand in my pocket.”

I went up to it and frowned, touching the side of the dress beneath the armpits. There was a cunningly hidden slit. I slid my hand in and found myself able to grope the mannequin’s boob. I glanced at Daddy.

He pushed his hand into the pocket and groaned. “I can touch her pussy.”

I shivered at it.

“Yes, yes,” purred a woman in a transparent blouse that molded to her breasts. She had big boobs and red hair. “That’s the joy of our Maiden Line. Your little girl can appear virginal, but you have access to her body at any time. And, of course, cum won’t stain this fabric. Not like the Whore Queen line. The skirt’s even easy to hike. See.” She pulled up the skirt. It only rose in the back. “You can discretely enjoy her.”

“Damn,” Daddy said.

“Please, please, let me get this one, Daddy,” I whimpered.

“Yeah,” he said.

“We’ll give you a discount if you wear it out of the store, too,” cooed the woman.

“Definitely,” Daddy said.

I shivered in delight, so eager to wear it. The clerk grabbed me one off the rack. She also snagged a few other outfits, but it was the pink one I wanted to wear. I trembled as I went to the changing room. I tried on the outfits. They were all cute and all had those discrete pockets. I couldn’t ever wear a bra or panties with them, but that just made me even hotter.

I was so glad that Daddy was my lover. That he had taken my virginity.

I tried on the pink dress last. I looked so girly in it. My blonde hair, gathered in pigtails, made me seem even younger than fourteen. I trembled there, preening. I swirled the skirt around and giggled at how adorable I was. My blue eyes flashed.

I stepped out. Daddy groaned at the sight of me.

“Well?” I asked and twirled around for him.

“That’s perfect, honey,” he groaned. “You’re such a beautiful cutie, Barbie. Just like your mother.”

I beamed at him. He took the other dresses and we headed up front. We reached the register, setting them all down. The woman carefully removed the tag from my dress and started ringing them up. I stood next to my daddy.

His hand slid up my side. I shivered as he found the slit. He pressed into my dress. His hand touched my bare skin. It was so warm to have him sliding over my torso to my small breast. He cupped my little mound, discretely molesting me.

The clerk smiled, her big boobs jiggling in her transparent blouse.

“Yes, yes, isn’t that convenient, sir?” she asked as Daddy pulled his wallet out with his other hand. “You’re able to play with your daughter and pay at the same time.”

“Yes,” Daddy groaned. He was such a handsome man. His hand rubbed my boob, my nipple tingling. He opened his wallet and pulled out his card. It was awkward, but he managed.

The clerk ran his card. She boxed up the purchases and put them into a bag. I trembled, Daddy pinching my nipple. It felt so good. Then he took the bag from the clerk and pulled his hand out of my blouse. I shivered as he withdrew his hand.

I grabbed his right arm as we headed out the clothing store, passing others browsing the more risque parts of the shop. I snuggled up to him as his hand rubbed at my hip. He found the pocket. I shuddered as he slid in through the hole to rub at my skin.

“Daddy,” I whimpered as he slid his hand along my waist and down to my pussy. He found the trimmed curls of my bush. “Mmm, yes, Daddy.”

As we walked out of the store, he cupped my pussy.

I whimpered and clung to him as he rubbed his fingers up and down my pussy. He was fingering me in public, and no one could tell. They would just see a cute girl clinging to her father. An adorable and innocent pair. They couldn’t’ know his fingers slid up and down my cunt.

My juices flowed. I knew I was soaking his digits. I whimpered as he caressed my pussy lips. It was just such a wonderful moment. I loved this so much. I shuddered as his fingers rubbed at my clit. I gasped at the bursting sparks.

Then his fingers slid into my cunt.

“Daddy,” I whimpered as he worked his digits in and out of my cunt. The incestuous rush of his thick digits swept through me. I loved him sliding those wonderful fingers in and out of my juicy twat while everyone around us was oblivious. “I love you.”

“Love you, too,” he said.

We window shopped as Daddy fingered me. I groaned as his fingers churned up my pussy. He worked them in and out of me. I trembled, my eyes closing at how great it felt. He drove me wild. I would have a huge cum.

His fingers worked in and out of my pussy lips as I walked. I trembled as he did that. I shuddered as he ground the heel of his hand on my clit. I shuddered as I clung to his arms. I whimpered as we paused to stare at some Lego sets on display.

Those fingers were thick and loving. They teased me. People walked all around us, thinking I was a good girl when I was really a daughter-slut. Only Daddy could do this to me. I was his personal whore. His living fucktoy.

“Daddy,” I whimpered.

He smiled at me and thrust a third finger into my pussy.

It was so much. So wonderful. My eyes rolled back into my head as he did that. He drove me wild. I would explode on him. Just have a huge climax. There was no stopping it. I whimpered as he churned me up. He drove into me again and again.

It was so wonderful to have him doing that. I clung to him. I whimpered as he buried his fingers into my cunt. That was it. I was going to burst. There was no stopping it now. He rubbed my clit. I clung to him.

“Daddy!” I hissed and buried my face into his arm.

My pussy spasmed around his fingers. The waves of my incestuous passion swept through me. I shuddered, savoring every second of that delight. It was just so wonderful. I trembled, loving the way my pussy rippled around Daddy’s fingers. It was just a perfect moment.

This was the best part about being a good girl. I was so happy right now. Just so thrilled. My pleasure swept through me. It was so awesome. I quivered through so much ecstasy. He churned me up with all that he had.

“Daddy, Daddy!” I groaned into his sleeve. “Oh, oh, Daddy!”

I trembled, my cunt writhing around his fingers. The heat swept through me. It was just a beautiful thing. Stars flashed across his vision. I loved everything that washed out of me. The pleasure drowned my mind. I savored every bit of it. This heat drove me wild. It was beautiful.

My orgasm peaked in me. Daddy pulled his fingers out of me as I panted there. I clung to him for a few more moments. He bought his hand to his lips and licked his fingers, tasting my sweet twat. I shivered as he suckled his fingers clean.

“You know, there’s this wonderful fountain we could watch,” he said and led me through the mall. “Plays music. Has a light show. It should be starting.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I whimpered.

We moved through the mall, my body trembling from my orgasm. I was such a happy daughter. We reached the mall. Already some people were gathering to watch the show. We reached the edge. I stood before Daddy, and he was behind me.

He started hiking that cleverly cut skirt. No one could tell it was being hiked in the back. I shuddered, feeling his crotch pressing into my rump. Then he unzipped himself. I trembled there as he fished out his cock.

I shuddered again at the feel of his dick pressing between my thighs. I trembled as he nuzzled his cock up and up to my cuntlips. This was it. He pushed his dick into my cunt. That was just wild. He rubbed up and down me.

“Oh, it’s starting,” a woman said beside me. The music played. Lights flashed. Water splashed.

Daddy thrust;

“Yes,” I squealed as Daddy thrust his dick to the hilt in my pussy. My cunt clamped down on him. “Oh, oh, Daddy, it’s beautiful!”

“It is,” he groaned, his arms hugging me. His cock sank to the hilt in me. The clothes were made in such a way that no one could tell. “That’s amazing.”

The fountain played before us as Daddy slowly pumped away at my cunt. I groaned in delight, my twat gripping his dick. The heat swept through me as he thrust his dick slowly in and out of my twat. Not big, hard strokes, but small ones.

A few inches.

More than enough to stimulate my loving pussy. I groaned as he thrust in and out of my twat. It was just such a wonderful delight to have Daddy’s cock in me. I trembled, watching the fountain, the light, and the beauty.

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” the oblivious woman beside us said.

“Uh-huh,” I groaned. “Oh, oh, I’m so glad I’m sharing this with you, Daddy!”

“That’s so sweet,” the woman said, smiling at us as Daddy surreptitiously pumped his cock in and out of my cunt.

I trembled, my eyes squeezing shut as Daddy fucked me. He pumped his cock in and out of my twat. I loved the way he buried into me. It was just a beautiful thing. I trembled at the feel of his thick shaft plowing into me.

He grunted, fucking me with such force. He buried into my twat with all that he had. My pussy clamped down on him. It was just a wonderful rush to have him plowing over and over into me. I gasped out in delight.

Daddy fucked me so hard.

So fast.

I loved the girth of his cock burying into me. It was a beautiful thing. I was so happy right now. Just so thrilled to have him burying into me like that. It was a beautiful thing. I groaned, my cunt clamping down on his dick. He pumped in and out of my twat with his mighty rod.

“Daddy,” I whimpered.

“I know,” he groaned.

The fountain display grew more energetic. So did his strokes. He sped up just enough. I groaned, his hands resting on my belly. My pussy clenched about him. I gasped as the water danced around the fountain to the tinkling music. People applauded.

I rose toward my climax. Daddy pumped away at my cunt. He drove me so wild with his dick. I shuddered and ached for Daddy to spill all his seed into my pussy. Into my fertile womb. I wanted to have his baby.

The pressure built and built in me. The woman beside us oohed. I gasped, Daddy churning me up. I rose and rose toward my orgasm. He grunted behind me, pumping harder at me. His cock felt so amazing. He wasn’t’ hiding it well now.

That was okay.

“Daddy,” I whimpered. “It’s so good. I… I…”

“That’s it, sweetie,” he said. “Just enjoy.”

“Yes, Daddy, it’s wonderful!” I squealed and came.

My pussy spasmed around Daddy’s cock. He groaned as my pussy suckled at him. He pumped away at me. I loved how he buried into me again and again. My eyes rolled back in my head as he buried into me.

Daddy erupted.

His cum spurted into my pussy. It was just so wonderful to have all that spunk flooding me. I trembled as he dumped his load into me again and again. My pussy milked him. I wore a huge smile, everyone cheering on the fountain as it reached its climax.

Daddy filled my pussy to the brim with his cum, and no one knew. I loved my new clothes.

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Barbie and her daddy loved the Maiden Line of clothes. They had lots of fun in public. And, of course, it’s a good thing there is a maternity line offered by Pink Spice because her father bred her there at the fountain.

Not long after Barbie and her daddy visited the shop, a mother and son were also shopping.

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Paul Hatterson

I hated shopping with my mom at the mall.

She strode before me while I had to carry her bags. I got why Dad split. She would nag at you until you did it. She treated me as her little slave. What reward would I get? Nothing. I would get nothing for…

I shook my head and smiled. I would get a big reward. Mommy always gave the best ones.

“Mmm, it’s open,” Mommy purred as she moved ahead of me. “My, my, that’s naughty.” She nodded to a mannequin dressed up like a slave girl. “Not my style, though. But… The Whore Queen line. Doesn’t that sound perfect for your mother?”

“Yeah,” I said, grinning.

“Okay, you just wait here and let me shop,” Mommy said.

I nodded as she headed in wearing her tight jeans. They fit her bubbly ass. She had a great ass and big boobs. They bounced beneath her sweater. Her black hair swept around her shoulders. She had such plump lips that felt great around my dick.

She squealed in delight as she found clothes. I moved to the back. There were chairs before the changing rooms. I sat down in one as Mommy hurried by with clothes to try on. She vanished inside. I heard her giggling in delight. She sounded so happy.

My cock was so hard. I wanted to see her come out in something hot.

When she did, I groaned.

She wore a boob tube. It was purple and went around her big boobs. It hugged them tight, her nipples poking against the material. Not only did it bare lots of cleavage, it also left the bottom swell of her tits bare. Underboob on full display. The skirt was so short, it was practically a belt. How did she cover anything?

“Isn’t this hot?” she asked, sliding her hands up to squeeze her underboob on display. “Mmm, this is a special top.”

“Is it?” I asked as she knelt before me, her boobs bouncing in it. “Why?”

“It’s a titty fuck top!” she cooed and unzipped my fly. “Since you’ve been such a good boy.”

I groaned as she opened my fly and pulled out my cock right here and now. I glanced at the redheaded woman watching. She worked here, winking. She wore a transparent blouse that showed off her big boobs.

Mommy’s were even bigger. She lifted them, held tight in that boob tube, and sank her tits around my cock. I groaned as my dick popped out of the top of her cleavage. She was still fully clothed and going me a titty fuck.

“Holy shit, these are amazing!” I groaned.

“Right?” Mommy cooed. “Ooh, your father wants to ignore me, I’ll love you! I’ll be your whore queen, Paul.”

“Love you, Mommy,” I groaned.

She worked her tits up my fourteen-year-old cock. I loved that Mommy was my lover. I love shopping with her. It was just so amazing. She found such wonderful things. I shuddered as her boobs massaged my cock.

Her soft tits pillowed around them. She gripped the sides, the softness massaging my rod. She worked her breasts up and down my cock. She felt amazing around my dick. I was so glad to have her giving me a titty fuck.

“Damn, Mommy!” I groaned.

“Mmm, my good boy deserves such a treat,” she cooed.

“I do!” I groaned.

I loved how she worked those tits up and down my dick. It was just such a beautiful thing. I rose toward my climax. I would just splash her face with my cum. I loved how she squeezed her boobs down around my cock.

It was a beautiful thing to have her working those wonderful boobs up and down my dick. The band kept them pressed tight. It was so hot the way they molded around my cock. I shuddered as the pressure built and built at the tip of my dick.

Mommy smiled up at me as she worked her breasts up and down my cock. I trembled, loving this delight. This was such a wonderful clothing shop. My hands balled into fists as those soft breasts massaged my rod.

“Shit, Mommy!” I groaned.

“Are you going to cum on Mommy’s face?” she cooed.

“All over it, Mommy!” I gasped as her soft tits engulfed the crown of my dick.

“Yes, yes, that’s what Mommy wants!” She licked her lips, staring down at the pink crown of my cock appearing from between her tits. “Just shower me in jizz!”

“Yes!” I growled as she worked those wonderful boobs up and down my dick. “Damn, that’s so good, Mommy! Shit, shit, that’s it!”

“Yes!” she whimpered, her breasts gripping my dick. “You’re going to cum all over Mommy’s face!”

I nodded, the pressure building and building. She worked those wonderful boobs up and down my cock. I loved how soft they were. My nuts tightened. Mommy’s tits brought me to the brink. She licked her lips, hungry for my cum.

Her tits plunged down my cock, exposing the crown. Precum spilled from the slit. She slid back up me, engulfing the tip. Pleasure shot down my shaft. My nuts burst beneath the pressure. Cum shot up my dick.

I erupted.

“Mommy!” I gasped.

“Paul!” she moaned.

My cum drenched my mother’s gorgeous face. I hosed her down with blast after blast of my cum. Stars flashed across my vision. I groaned, dumping my load onto her features. It was just so amazing to have all that pleasure shooing through me.

I grunted as the ecstasy slammed through me with each blast of cum. I drenched my mother’s face in my jizz. She moaned as I unloaded on her. She trembled there as the spunk splashed in her open mouth. I soaked my mother in my incestuous load.

“Mommy!” I groaned and erupted one last time. I felt so amazing. “I love this top!”

“Mmm, and will you love this skirt, too?” she asked.

I shuddered as she spun around, her boobs popping off my cock. She bent there, her skirt so short I could see her shaved pussy and her butt-cheeks. I smiled at the sight of her bent over like that. She wiggled her hips.

“How’s that skirt?” she asked.

“It’s amazing, Mommy!” I groaned, slipping off the chair. I slapped my cock down on her rump and pressed my cock into her butt-crack. She gasped as I did that. I loved the warmth of her crevice around my dick.

I slid up and down her crack as she trembled there. It was so much fun to do that. I nuzzled into her asshole. She cooed, flashing a look over her shoulder at me. Her face dripped with my pearly spunk. She looked like such a slut.

“You’re a whore queen, Mommy!” I gasped and thrust against her asshole.

“Thank you, Paul!” she squealed as I drilled against her asshole. “Oh, oh, I am!”

Her anal ring stretched to take my cock. I loved the warmth of her asshole stretching around me. I popped into her bowels. I had the wonderful thrill of sinking into her anal sheath. I loved the warmth of her asshole around my dick. She was just such a wonderful slut.

I groaned, loving the heat of her bowels. It was glorious to penetrate into her asshole. I loved every second of it. I smiled from ear to ear as I sank to the hilt in her bowels. She clamped down on me. It was just so wonderful to have my cock buried to the hilt in her anal sheath.

“Mommy!” I groaned.

“Fuck your Mommy so hard!” she moaned.

“I will, Mommy!” I groaned.

I was so happy to be in her asshole. I gripped her hips and drew back my cock. Her bowels clamped down on me. That wonderful, incestuous heat massaged my rod. I buried back into her anal sheath, groaning in delight.

I fucked Mommy’s asshole with hard strokes I loved burying into her with everything that I had. It was just a beautiful thing. I loved pumping away at her bowels. It was so good. I grunted, my nuts slapping into her taint.

I buried over and over into her bowels. She gasped and moaned, her head tossing. She was such a beautiful woman. I savored the taboo delight of buggering my mother’s asshole. She squeezed down on me, massaging my cock.

“Oh, oh, this is such a wonderful outfit!” she moaned. “And cum will permanently stain the cloth! Oh, oh, it’s perfect for a whore queen mommy!”

“Yes!” I gasped.

I hammered my mother’s asshole hard and fast. I loved fucking her with all that I had. It was just such a great treat to bury into her anal sheath with all that I had. It was beautiful. I groaned, fucking to the hilt in her bowels over and over again.

I loved fucking her with all that I had. I plowed into her with such passion. She groaned, her anal sheath squeezing down my dick. The pressure built in my nuts as they slapped against her taint. I groaned, fucking her so hard..

So fast.

I rose and rose toward that moment when I would shower her asshole with cum. I wanted to erupt in her. I wanted to just fire all that cum into her asshole. It would be so wild to just fill her bowels to the brim with my cum.

“Oh, that’s it!” she moaned. “That’s so amazing. I love it! I love it so much! Keep fucking me like that!”

I grinned at her, fucking her bowels with all that I had. I loved hammering her anal sheath. My nuts tightened as I buried into her again and again. She moaned, her passion echoing through the store. I smiled as I rushed toward the point of no return.

The point where I would cum in her asshole. I wanted that so badly. I craved to just unleash all the cum that I could in her. She moaned, her bowels massaging my cock. I loved every second of it. This was it. I was so happy.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum on my little boy’s big dick! I’m such a whore queen mommy!”

“The best mommy!” I gasped.

She smiled at me over her shoulder, her face dripping with cum still. My seed marked her. “I love you, Paul! Mommy loves you!”

Her asshole spasmed around my dick.

I groaned at the heat of her anal sheath writhing around my dick. She felt incredible. I groaned, savoring the way she rippled around me. She suckled at me with that wonderful flesh. The need to erupt into my mother’s asshole hit that bursting point.

I slammed to the hilt in her anal sheath and erupted.

“Mommy!” I gasped.

“Yes!” she squealed as my cum spurted into her bowels. “Give Mommy all your cum!”

I filled Mommy’s asshole with my jizz. Rapture shot through me. The sort of ecstasy that came from cumming so hard in my own flesh and blood’s asshole. Her bowels rippled around my dick. She milked me.

I groaned, dumping my load into her bowels. I filled her to the brim with my cum. The heat swept through me. It was dizzying with the intensity. I swayed there, spurting my cum into her anal sheath. I dumped my load into her.

It was such a beautiful thing. I spurted more and more of my spunk into her, loving every second of this delight. I groaned with every second of this passion. I filled her bowels to the brim with my spunk. I was so happy.

So thrilled to do this.

“Mommy!” I groaned, spurting the last of my cum into her bowels.

“Oh, oh,” she groaned, her anal sheath rippling around my cock a few more times. “Paul! Oh, Paul, that’s so good. Mmm, how was your reward?”

“Wonderful,” I groaned.

I pulled out of her asshole, eager for more rewards. I knew I would get it. I stood, my cock bobbing before me. I felt like such a stud right now. I stretched my back, my dick bobbing before me. It was time to pay.

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Mrs. Hatterson was so happy to walk out as a whore queen mommy in her new clothes. Her son carries the rest for her. She’ll be giving him a big reward when they get home. Whenever her hubby’s not around, she’ll be taking her son’s big dick.

And it won’t be long before she’ll be expecting once again.

For the last line of clothes to try out is a sister eager to submit to her twin brother.

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Rhea Sheldon

“Great,” I groaned as I spotted my twin brother Rhett coming from the other direction. I stopped in front of the Gap.

“Rhea?” He sighed. “The fuck are you doing here?”

“Shopping,” I said. “It’s Saturday. I go to the mall on Saturday. Why are you…” I felt dizzy for a moment. I squirmed in delight as I grabbed my twin brother’s arm. I stared at the store we stopped in front of. Pink Spice.

The hottest new clothing line for sluts.

And in the window was a mannequin that was dressed up like a sexy slave girl in leather and with pierced nipples. It was just so amazing. I wanted to be like her. I trembled and pulled on his arm as I led him into the store.

“Rhea?” my brother asked in shock as I led him to the store toward the Slave Line. “What are we doing here?”

“I need to be properly clothed if I’m going to be your sister-slave,” I said.

“My… what?” he gasped.

I dropped to my knees and whimpered, “Your sister-slave. That’s why I’m your twin sister. The universe wanted you to have a sex slave that had been with you from the beginning. Growing with you in Mom’s womb. I have to be clothed. You have to pick clothes for me.”

“I… I…” my brother stammered.

“Oh, that’s such a beautiful thing,” purred a woman in a transparent blouse that moved over to us. Her big boobs jiggled in them. “Yes, yes, we have to find the perfect outfit for your slave-sister to wear. First, order her to get naked so we can see what we’re working with.”

“In the middle of the store!” Rhett gasped.

“Of course,” she said. “She’s a slave. Going naked is a given. Come now. You’re a boy. Be authoritative. Order her to get naked.”

“Um…” My twin brother swallowed. “This is so weird.”

“Please, Master,” I whimpered, staring up at him. “Please.”

His eyes widened as I called him Master. He straightened. His hands balled into fists. “Strip naked, Rhea! You want this, then do it!”

“Yes, Master!” I squealed and jumped to my feet. I pulled off my T-shirt and threw it onto the ground. I would never wear something so tame again. I was a sex slave for my twin brother. “Ooh, ooh, I love you!”

My bra came off, baring my round breasts. My nipples were hard and pierced with rings. I was ready for the slave chain. My brother’s eyes bulged at the sight of my tits. He reached out and cupped them.

“You…” He said. “You have pierced nipples.”

“She’s prepared to be yours,” cooed the clerk.

I nodded and shoved off my jeans. I wiggled out of them as my brother just groped my tits. I shuddered at his touch. It was a beautiful thing. I licked my lips and pushed off my panties. I shifted around, stripping completely naked.

“Very nice,” the woman said. “Mmm, yes, yes, I think a nice corset that leaves those perky, teenage titties bare would do, don’t you think, sir?”

“Yes, Master, don’t you think?” I whimpered.

“Sure,” my big brother groaned. He looked around the room, running a hand through his short, brown hair. I had the same hue. A brunette. I wore mine in a braid. “Something like that dark red. That would look hot.”

“Mmm, dark-red leather, of course,” said the clerk as she picked it up. “Tits bare and pussy. She’s shaved, of course. She was so ready for this.”

“Yeah,” my brother said, staring down at my boobs.

“Collar?” asked the clerk.

“Um, that one,” he said, pointing to a collar that was also dark red.

Soon, he also had a matching pair of thigh-high boots for me to wear. I was off to the changing room. I was given my supplies. The corset fit so comfortably. I head they restrict your breathing, but it actually felt nice about me. It supported me. Much nicer than a bra. Why did women stop wearing these?

I put on my collar. My boots. And lastly, the chain. It was cold and clipped onto both my nipple rings. That was slipped in by the clerk. I shivered as I stepped out to find my brother waiting. The clerk whispered in his ear.

He gave her a shocked glance.

She nodded.

“Master,” I purred as I approached him.

He shot his hand out, grasped my nipple chain, and yanked me to him. I gasped at the pain bursting through both my tits and shooting down to my virgin pussy. I gasped, juices dripping down my thighs. My braid swayed behind me.

“On your knees and suck my dick!” he growled.

“Yes, Master!” I squealed in delight.

I dropped to my knees and attacked the fly of his pants. I ripped it open, so eager for this. I licked my lips, just so ready to have this moment. My heart pounded in my chest. I tugged on the belt, working it open.

Then I groaned as I yanked his pants down. His cock tented his boxers. Master gripped my braid. He stood over me. Others shopping into the store watched. The clerk smiled, nodding encouragingly to my Master.

I pulled my twin brother’s cock out of his boxers. A wave of lust shot through my virgin body.

I opened my mouth wide and engulfed his dick.

“Shit, Rhea,” Rhett groaned.

I suckled on my twin brother’s dick, submitting to my Master’s cock. It was my first time with a rod, but I had practiced on bananas. I swirled my tongue around his cock. It was just so much fun to do that. I bobbed my head, working my mouth up and down him.

He groaned as I did that. His cock throbbed in my mouth. He gripped my braid as I suckled on him with so much passion. It was just a delight to work my mouth up and down his thick rod. He groaned as I blew him.

“Shit, shit, shit!” he growled. “That’s it! Fuck, that’s good!”

I bobbed my head, working my mouth up and down his rod. I suckled with such passion on his dick. My tongue stroked around his cock. It was just such a fun thing to do. The salty precum soaked my taste buds.

He groaned as I blew him. He stared down at me as I worked my mouth up and down his rod. I was so happy to do this to my big brother. I just wanted to love him forever and ever. He growled as I blew him.

“That’s it!” he groaned. “Shit, shit, that’s it!”

I purred around his cock, so happy to blow him.

I submitted to his lust. I worked my mouth up and down his dick. I suckled on him with everything that I had. I loved this. The salty flavor of his precum soaked my lips. I groaned around him, my cheeks hollowing with my passion.

I bobbed my head, nursing on him with everything that I had. I craved to have him cumming in my mouth. He growled, his hands gripping my hair. My boobs jiggled in my corset, my nipples still throbbing from his actions.

He was so dominating. So sexy. I loved my twin brother.

“Shit, shit, shit!” he growled. “That’s so good. That’s fucking amazing. I’m going to cum!”
I swirled my tongue around the crown of my brother’s dick.

“Yes, yes, Rhea!” he gasped.

Erupted.

His cum spurted into my mouth. I loved that salty cum pumping over and over into my mouth. It was just a wonderful moment. He grunted, feeding me his delicious seed. I loved all his passion. I savored it pouring down my throat.

My virgin pussy burned as I gulped down more and more of his cum. He erupted into my mouth with growls of pleasure. I felt everyone watching me submit to my twin brother. To my Master. I felt so dizzy with lust as he kept pumping his cum into my mouth.

I loved all that wonderful passion soaking my taste buds. He groaned as I suckled on him. I nursed with such force on his cock. He slid his fingers through my hair as he panted. I smiled at him and slid my lips off his cock.

“I love you, Master,” I moaned.

“Fuck, I love you, too, Rhea,” he said. “I can…” He swallowed. “I can order you to do what I want.”

“You own me,” I said.

“Then turn around on your hands and knees. I want you to beg me to fuck you! To pound your pussy!”

“Yes, Master!” I squealed and turned about on my knees. He still gripped my braid. I presented my rump at him and moaned, “Please, please, fuck my virgin pussy, Master! Pound me!”

“Virgin…” he breathed. “Shit.”

“Such a devoted sister,” cooed the clerk.

My brother dropped to his knees, his wet cock slapping into my butt-cheeks. I shivered as he slid his cock down my butt-cheek and nuzzled into my virgin folds. This was it. I was in my sexy slave garb. I was owned by my twin brother. He pushed into my snatch and found my hymen.

“Yes,” he breathed and thrust against my maidenhead.

I groaned as my hymen stretched and stretched before his cock. I whimpered, my eyes rolling back into my head. I shuddered, whimpering in delight. He pushed and pushed against my stretching barrier until it happened.

My cherry popped.

“Master!” I squealed as his incestuous cock penetrated into my virgin pussy.

He deflowered me.

“Rhea!” he groaned as he sank to the hilt in me.

I trembled, having all my twin brother’s dick in me. Applause echoed around us. Those watching were so happy for us. I clamped my cunt down on my Master’s cock, savoring that thick shaft in me. Pleasure washed through my body.

It felt incredible to have him all the way in me. He gripped my hips and drew back. I groaned at the friction. This silky delight swept through me. I whimpered as he slammed back into my cunt. He filled me to the brim with his cock.

“Master!” I squealed in delight. “Oh, oh, Master!”

“Shit, Rhea!” he groaned as he pumped away at me.

He plunged into my cunt over and over again. It was so amazing. The silky bliss swept through me. This wonderful pressure built in my nethers. I shuddered as my brother pumped away at me. He had such a wonderful dick.

I groaned, gripping his shaft as he penetrated into me again and again. He fucked me with all that he had. It was just such a wonderful treat. I whimpered in delight as he buried into my cunt over and over again.

I wiggled my hips back and forth, savoring the way he pumped in and out of my cunt. He churned me up with that big cock. I loved having my twin brother in me. His nuts slapped into my clit as he drove his cock into me.

“That’s it!” he groaned.

“It is!” I whimpered, hurtling toward my climax. “Oh, oh, Master!”

He pumped away hard at me. The flames built and built in my cunt. I would have a huge climax. I could not believe how amazing it would be to cum on my twin brother’s dick. My Master hammered me so hard.

His balls slapped into my clit. The sparks sizzled through me. Any one of them could start the rapturous blaze. I shuddered, clamping my cunt down on his dick. I wanted to have that ecstasy bursting through me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” he grunted.

Master loved my pussy.

That made me so happy as he fucked into them again and again. My deflowered pussy melted around his cock. He churned me up with his powerful strokes. He fucked into my cunt with such hard strokes.

It was perfect. I was so close. Just a little more. He buried into me.

His nuts smacked my clit.

“Yes!” I squealed. “Master!”

I came on my twin brother’s wonderful dick.

I spasmed around him as he groaned. He pumped away at my writhing cunt with hard strokes, his nuts slapping my clit. The rapture blazed through me. My mind burned with submissive, incestuous rapture.

“I’m your sister-slave, Master!” I squealed.

“Yes!” he growled and buried into my cunt.

He erupted.

His incestuous seed pumped into my fertile womb. I loved having his cum pumping into me. My cunt writhed around him. I milked him as the pleasure swept through me. I whimpered, my boobs swaying. He dumped more and more of his cum into me.

So much of my brother’s jizz flooded my pussy. I squealed in delight, the ecstasy blazing through me. I savored every second of his cock dumping his spunk into me. He filled me to the brim with his jizz. It was such a beautiful moment.

“Master!” I whimpered, my mind burning in rapture.

“Shit!” he growled. “Rhea! My sister-slave! I own you!”

He fired the last of his cum into my pussy, proving he did. I trembled, his hand gripping my braid. I was so happy. My cunt rippled around his cock as I whimpered in delight. I would be his sex slave for the rest of my life.

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Rhea is such a good sex slave for her twin brother. And she has not one baby in her womb, but two. Twins. A brother and sister who will grow up to have the same relationship. Both of them are so happy.

And so is my mother. Her clothing store is a big hit, and she wants to export Pink Spice around the nation.

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Kristen pants after cumming.

She has a great one thinking she’s just imagined it. She lies there, feeling so empty now. She must keep writing. She needs a new story. She thinks about her school. The yearbook always has those photos in it.

Someone has to take them, and what if they documented some naughty, naughty things.

Kristen smiles, her next story burning through her imagination.

To be continued…

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