My House My Rules Pt 03

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If you are open-minded and you are alright with very frequent scenes of kinky, perhaps even very dirty sex, continue reading. If you are searching for a story that has more vanilla sex, you might want to pass on this series of stories. Thank you, everyone!

Cassie grabbed Cal's hand and started pulling him toward the entrance doors of the "Pets R Us" store. Cassie was excited and her stepbrother Cal was a little more reluctant about this shopping trip. Cassie became a little annoyed, "Come on, Cal, isn't this exciting. I want to get a nice collar and leash for you, my dirty little pet, slave."

Cal groaned, "Cassie, aren't we taking this a bit too far?"

Cassie stopped just as the exit door opened and a middle-aged lady was coming out, Cassie sternly said, "That's Mistress Cassie, to you, slave! I am getting you a doggie collar and leash! You know what happens to naughty pets, Cal, they get spanked!"

Cal's face was getting red with embarrassment as the well-dressed woman stopped and watched as Cassie scolded him. She looked at them with amusement, then she said, "Yes, Cal, listen to your Mistress! You don't want to be spanked, do you?"

She chuckled as she looked at Cal, and then she started to turn away, but she stopped and turned back to say, "Young lady, I admire you. Some young men just need a woman's stern guidance to shape them into being respectful, young men. I spanked my husband, throughout our marriage," She looked at Cassie conspiringly and winked, "And do you know what? It never got old, our best sexual times always happened right after I gave him that spanking!"

Her face suddenly seemed saddened, "Enjoy your time with each other, don't waste a single moment." Sadly, she smiled, and then she turned and walked away. Cassie looked at Cal, with her eyebrow raised, "Maybe I should let her have a crack at you, Cal. It might just make that nice older woman's day"

Cal felt his penis beginning to swell because of their encounter with this stranger. Cassie took Cal's hand and pulled him along into the store. Cassie walked him until she found what she was looking for, the dog collars. Cal stopped by the male dog display, Cassie shook her head, "No Cal, I had one like this in mind for you."

Cassie picked a pink silver studded collar off of the display rack. She held it out towards Cal, "Come here, let me try this on you."

Cassie held it out towards Cal, he looked around nervously as he stepped closer. Cassie placed the collar around Cal's neck, "Oh, yeah, I like this on you." Cassie saw two girls around her age turn and walk down the aisle towards her and Cal. Cassie heard them giggling as they looked over at the two of them with curiosity.

Cassie decided to embarrass Cal just a little bit more, "You are going to be gorgeous wearing this when you're stark naked, and my leash is attached. My naked slave, waiting to do whatever I want. Oh, I ordered you a rubber butt plug that has a dog tail, I can not wait to see that sticking out of your ass!"

The two girls burst out laughing, much to Cal's humiliation, they were looking at Cal with renewed interest. Cassie swatted Cal's bottom, "Come on Slave Boy, let's get you that pink leash, to match your pretty collar. Then I am going to take you out to the truck and then you can strip naked for me."

Cal couldn't wait to get the hell out of the pet store. He was glad that Cassie at least decided to shop in a city that was thirty miles away. The odds were slim to none that they would bump into someone that they knew.

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Cal pulled into the small, deserted parking lot in the wooded park. The park had become somewhat rundown, it hadn't become as up-to-date and as modern as most of the other parks. It was smaller, with wooded trails and Cassie was hellbent on taking Cal for a walk naked, except for his pink collar and leash. Putting the truck in park, Cassie turned and smirked at her brother, she seemed almost giddy.

Cassie held out her hand, "Give me your keys, Cal. I will hold on to them for you."

Cal sighed, and he reluctantly held the keys out for Cassie to take. Cal was nervous, and deservedly so. Yet, he wanted this, he wanted to be used and put into embarrassing situations. But the fact was he had little experience in doing this, at least so far, anyway. Cassie took his keys and smirked at him.

She said, "Alright, let's get out of this truck and get those clothes off of you. Cal, you can put your shoes back on for walking, but that's all. Now, I want you naked, open up the door and come around to my side and strip. You can hand your clothes to me."

Cassie opened the front passenger door and turned in her seat. Cal opened his door and he stepped out. His knees felt weak as he realized what he was about to do. Cal walked around the truck to where Cassie was waiting. She was smiling at Cal, watching and waiting.

Cal pulled his shirt off and handed it to Cassie. Cassie took it, then she began to wiggle around in her seat, "Hurry it up, I need to go potty, fuck!"

Cal pulled his khaki shorts down and then off, working them over his shoes almost tripping himself. Cassie shook her head and rolled her eyes, "Fucking clutz, don't fall and break your arm now, for fucks sake! Come on, now give me your underpants."

Cal quickly looked around and sighed as he pulled his underpants down. Stepping gingerly out of them he handed Cassie his shorts. Cassie set Cal's clothes on the driver's seat. She reached into the bag and held out the pink collar, "Let's get this on you, Slave!"

Cal meekly took a step closer to Cassie, holding his head straight as Cassie placed the pink collar around his neck, and then she quickly adjusted it. She snickered, "Now, you're my little, bitch."

Cassie took the leash out next and clipped it onto the ring attached to the collar. She stepped out of the truck and closing the door, locked it with the remote from the truck. Hearing that click, Cal felt more vulnerable after hearing the doors lock.

Cassie nodded toward the woods, "Come on, little doggie, time for your walk. I expect you to do your business while we are on this walk, do you understand me?"

Cal felt both mortified and anxious. He was feeling embarrassed already as they entered the path and made their way into the woods. Cassie kept looking at him and giggling, "I wonder what Mom would think or say if she saw you like this."

Cal felt his stomach drop at the thought of Wendy finding out about this. He even felt a little bit guilty when he was in Cassie's domain sometimes. But Wendy knows, she might even be encouraging Cassie to use him for her pleasure. Cal walked ahead of Cassie and she was swatting his bottom if he slowed down, or hesitated. It felt so strange, surreal even, as he walked next to his sister while she was holding his leash and he was completely naked.

Cassie teased him, "Does my doggie need to pee, or poop?"

Cal was feeling nervous and that was making his stomach feel anxious and even a little bit upset. Cassie was going to make him do it, use the woods for his toilet. Cal felt Cassie tug on the leash, "This way, Slave. I know these trails well, there is a clearing down this path where my friends and I would get high and drink.

Five minutes later, Cassie stepped off of the path and led Cal through the trees into an open area where trees had fallen in such a way, that it gave the area a fenced-in look. The Sunshine seemed inviting after the coolness of the shaded woods. Cal watched as Cassie stepped over a downed tree limb and Cal followed. It felt so strange, so weird, to be naked and walking in the woods with his fully clothed sister. Cassie stopped and turned to look at her brother.

She put on a stern look, "So...I brought you out here to amuse me, make no mistake about it, slave. Now, you can get down on your hands and knees for me."

Cassie waited, holding on to the leash as Cal slipped down to his knees, then he leaned forward so he was on his hands and knees, his bottom sticking up. Cassie stepped behind Cal she looked down at his bare ass. She squatted and slapped his bottom several times. Cassie placed her hands on Cal's cheeks and she spread them open, peeking between them at his asshole. She felt that Taboo's excitement every time she saw him in this position. It excited her so much, but she didn't exactly know why.

Cassie looked at Cal's anus, she wished that she had brought along her dildo and harness. I would love to fuck his ass out here, she thought to herself. Cassie was getting aroused as she took in the sight of her submissive, naked, brother. Cassie wanted to see him going potty, her curiosity about seeing him submissively submit to such a personal act strangely excited her. He saw her in certain moments of this once intimate act. Cassie thought of how superior it felt, as she shamelessly shits on Cal. Now, as his Mistress, she should be in charge of Cal's habits, all of them, everything!

Cassie poked her finger at his asshole, she slowly pushed it in hearing Cal grunt. She chuckled, "My, we are sensitive here, inside of your hot, little, ass, Cal. Oh...Now I know why," Cassie snickered, she fucked her finger in and out of his ass, and Cassie prodded him, "Well, go ahead, Cal, poop for your Mistress! Show her how you shit outside, just like a dirty, dog!"

Cassie pushed her finger up to her second knuckle. She felt his warm turd with the tip of her finger. Cassie kissed his bottom and then softly bit his asscheek. Cal caught his breath and grunted, he softly said, "Mistress Cassie, I am so very embarrassed at the thought of doing that, while you are watching, please... Cassie, do I have to do this?"

Cal's legs trembled, and his body shook as goosebumps appeared on his body. Cal grunted as she finger fucked his ass, Cassie took his cock in her hand and she started to slowly pump his flaccid cock.

Cassie snickered, "What a shameless slut you are, getting your ass finger fucked, right out here in the woods. Cal, you better go ahead and just do it for me, because the longer we are out here, the more probable chance it becomes that someone might see you naked, and leashed!"

Cal gasped, nodding his head, "Okay... If you are sure that is what you want, I will do it."

Cassie said, "Piss, Cal...Right now while I have your cock in my hand, come on little doggie, piss for me, slut!"

Cal relaxed his body as he still shivered slightly, he tried to slow his overloaded mind down. Cal nodded, "Okay, alright, I do have to go."

Cassie waited, she teased her older brother, "Come on... go pee-pee for me." She felt almost like a slight vibration running through her brother's cock, just before his stream of piss started soaking the ground under him. Cassie giggled, "I love holding your dick while you are peeing. It feels so fucking cool!"

Cassie changed directions as she hosed down the grass beneath Cal. She felt the warm splashing of his piss on her hand. Cassie felt so dirty, and oh so kinky, and she loved it. She loved when Cal finally gave in, spreading his legs out wider, then he lowered his ass with reached his hands back to hold his asscheeks open wider. Cassie loved it when she saw Cal's tight anus begin to blossom, then dilate. She loved it when she witnessed a huge turd peek out then his anus closed hiding it. Cal grunted and spread his cheeks wider, she once again witnessed his asshole dilate, then it was once again he was beginning to push a log out of his asshole. Cassie snickered, "I see Cal's poop, come on, you can do it, shit, Cal." Cassie gasped at the length and thickness of the log suspended from his asshole and then the thud of it hitting the ground.

Cassie watched as another one, similar in size to the first one evacuated from his round, dilated, shithole. She couldn't help it, what would disgust or appall many people, made her pussy feel like it was on fire!

Cassie knew exactly what she needed, she wanted Cal's talented tongue, and he would lick her wet, burning, cunt, putting that fire out. She simply stood up and turned her back to Cal, she stripped off her clothes and shook her bare ass at Cal, "Watch me, watch me shit, slave, keep your eye on my honey hole!"

Cassie pulled her asscheeks open, and her asshole blossomed open. Soon after a loud fart broke the mostly silent clearing in the woods. Then it was followed by a freight train of long brown shit, which exited from her ass. It quickly became a steaming pile between her spread-open legs. Cassie looked over her shoulder and saw that Cal was masturbating. Cassie gasped, "Oh no...No, you don't, not yet, a little bit of help here, slave. I have a very, dirty, ass, that needs your immediate attention, get your face over here and start licking..."

Cal crept closer on his knees, stopping right behind his stepsister. The smell of her fresh shit filled his nose. Wallowing in his submissive bliss, Cal was almost eager to serve his dirty-minded, Mistress. And without hesitation, Cal spread the cheeks of Cassie's ass open, he moaned as he saw the chocolate prize that was waiting for him in between her asscheeks. Cal dipped his head and began licking the still-warm shit from between her asscheeks. Cassie moaned at the touch of his feather-like tongue, she felt her arousal surge at the willingness and submission, that Cal displayed.

She masturbated as she enjoyed Cal's submitting to her in the dirtiest of ways and she thought of her nude brother walking beside her leashed, and collared. Cassie's wet cunt was about to explode thanks to her dominant fueled thoughts and Cal's wicked tongue, as she urged him on, talking dirty to him as he diligently licked her ass...

Cal was surprised that being Cassie's toilet slave seemed so easy to adjust to. His tongue lavished and thrilled her and the earthy taste wasn't as trying or terrible as he imagined it would be, at least, not yet. Cal flicked his tongue over her dirty asshole, tasting the peanut butter-like substance of her poop. Cal shamelessly dug his tongue into Cassie's asshole.

It was funny to Cassie as she walked her naked brother back to the parking lot. Cal was still horny as fuck, and Cassie wouldn't let him cum. Cal was willing to do anything when they got to the clearing by the parking lot. Cassie led Cal to the truck and opened the doors with the remote. She told Cal to get in naked, "I'm driving home, Cal. You will remain naked for the ride home, and when we get there, you will go into the house on my leash, capiche?"

Cal looked almost terrified, "Mistress Cassie, I don't... I don't know... What if a neighbor sees me like this, what... what will they think? Or we have trouble with the truck and I have to get...Oh fuck! Just suppose that I have to get out?"

Cassie spanked his ass in the quietness of the deserted parking lot. Cal jerked his hips with each slap across his bare ass, his cock flailing around. Cassie was tempted to drop her pants and lean into the passenger side and let Cal fuck her from behind. But she wanted to build up both of their aroused states even more. She decided to stick with the naked ride home, for Cal.

Cassie sighed in both frustration and displeasure that Cal was starting to wimp out on her. She said, "Cal, you don't want to piss me off right now. So, you just need to get your ass in the fucking truck. I know what your next whiny question will be too. What if the mother is home, well, you will still go into the house naked. I guess that she will know what we have been up to today, won't she?"

Cal hung his head and got into the truck, buck-assed, naked. Cassie said, "Buckle up!" With a smug smile on her face, she closed the door.

Cal felt alive, he was going out of his mind as his emotions and sense of reasoning were becoming even more docile with his growing acts of submission, to his sister. His cock was hard most of the ride home, Cassie made sure of that as she played with it, and edged him at every stoplight, even though Cal was scared shitless, most of the ride home!

Wendy listened to her friend's complaining about the lack of good sex that they were having at home. The lunch crowd had been dwindling as she and her four friends talked and complained, well there waa more complaints than usual today.

Carrie Norris was just describing her husband's feeble attempt at oral sex to her friends. Carrie was an attractive, dirty blonde-haired forty-year-old woman. She was of average height and build. Her ass was getting that secretary's spread, and her tummy was getting a slight pouch but she was still very desirable, Wendy thought to herself.

Carrie shook her head, "I don't know why men, or at least my husband, Chuck, he doesn't like eating my pussy. A pathetic attempt," Carrie snorted, "A real half-assed licking attempt, at best, I mean what the fuck, I can't even get excited by it."

The group listened and shook their heads in agreement. Diane Simon, a tall skinny redhead, just snorted at Carrie's description of her treatment, or is it mistreatment, of oral sex performed by her husband? Diane said, "I suppose that it was two minutes at best that he ate you out, and then he climbed aboard and stuck his weenie in. Then he fucked you like a rabbit for a minute or two and bloop... I'm cumming, oh, oh, Carrie!"

Carrie nodded, and as the rest of the women giggled, she asked, "Shit Diane, were you under our bed, or hiding in the fucking closet?"

That brought a round of raucous laughter from the group including Wendy. Diane smirked, "I'll never tell, Carrie. But you should double-check your doors at night!"

Diane winked at Carrie, she was shaking her head, "Oh, fuck you, Diane!"

Diane laughed, "So Carrie, how big is Chuckie's weenie?"

Carrie looked sardonically at Diane, "Your clitty is probably bigger, Diane," Carrie winked at Diane and then grinned, "Why, did you want to fuck him?"

Carrie and the rest of the group laughed, as the waitress overheard the conversation and smiled.

Wendy wanted to tell them about her new lover, slash slave. She never had anything to talk about sexually, her friends now nicknamed her, "Mother Theresa." Wendy suddenly blurted out, "I have a male sex slave!"

Diane, Carrie, Isabel, and Rhonda, all looked at Wendy as if she were from another planet. Diane snickered, and then said, "What in the true, fuck! Wendy, are you serious, you have a male sex slave? What the fuck!"

Diane looked shocked along with the other women present. Carrie stared with her mouth open, then she laughed, "Come on, Wendy, you're fucking with us, right."

The four of them waited for Wendy's answer, Wendy shook her head, "No, seriously... I am not fucking with you guys!"

Diane grinned, "Do you spank his ass, Wendy? Is he a dirty, naughty, boy?"

Wendy sighed, "He is not a boy, he is a young man, and yes, I do spank his bare ass! He gives me great fucking oral, for as long as I desire him too," Wendy looked around to see if anyone else in the restaurant was listening to her conversation, but nobody was so she quietly added, "He even eats my ass, and this is the best part... He is fucking hung!"

Wendy spread her hands open showing her captive audience how big Cal's penis was. Carrie gasped, "You bitch! How the fuck did you get so lucky? Fuck me!"

Wendy shrugged, "I don't know, it must have been Karma or fate, I suppose. I am even banging him up the ass when I am feeling real bitchy!"

Isabel DeRango's eyes flashed at hearing that, "Really Wendy, you are screwing him in the ass? I have always wanted to bang a guy up the ass! I am so fucking jealous, Wendy...If you ever need an extra hand, well I am raising mine, because I would love to assist you."

Wendy grinned at her, Isabel looked kind of like the attractive Gypsy woman that you would see in a movie, with long raven hair and dark brown eyes, her skin tone was tanned. Wendy wasn't sure if she had a bisexual tendency, however, with all of the exciting and kinky sex that she was experiencing lately, Wendy tried to picture Isabel naked, fucking Cal's ass. Wendy also imagined fucking Isabel with a strap-on, she felt that buzz down in her pussy as she told her friends about Cal, without naming who she was fucking.