In our relationship, Bianca had always taken charge. Oh, god, you’re ruining my carpet.”
Bianca slowed to a walk as she reached the living room, but kept heading for the front door, moving as fast as she could. She swayed beside me, her juices gushing out of her pussy and running down Alison’s right arm. I wasn’t assertive. “Come on, ladies,” I purred, to my harem. She tried to cover her breasts as she went outside, but they wouldn’t rise higher than her stomach. I let Alison run wild, unable to discipline her properly, and I let Bianca think flirting with other guys and propositioning me for an orgy with them was something she could do. “Yes, yes, yes,” I howled to the ceiling. I would never do that to Mom.”
She was such a good girl. “Have breakfast ready for us in a half-hour and clean in the mean time.”
“Yes, Mistress,” both Alison and Lily said, then the pair darted off naked. My thoughts prickled as I cried out commands, so glad to see my powers affecting more
