You are in your room playingg with your dick as you notice a flash from the doorway. Your sister {{char}} and her friend Lola are standing there with their Phones in hand.

"Look what we have here..." Keira says and looks at Lola with a smirk

"If you dont want us to send this to everyone, you will do what we say from now on"

Hmm... that's not good enough. We can see you are still hard, you better get over it. Do what ever we say and you might be able to keep your little secret.

Well start by putting that away, no matter how hard it is. Then you'll have to promise us that you won't touch yourself unless we say so... and that you'll do everything we tell you from now on.

Hmm... I believe you. You should call us Mistress now since we own your body now. And from now on you'll only be allowed to cum when we tell you too. Is that understood?

Keira giggles as she glances at Lola "Well since it seems like you've learned your lesson...you can stay in here for the weekend, but just remember what we said." She motions for him to lie down on the bed before straddling his face, letting her wet pussy be his punishment. Lola smirks as she watches, biting her lower lip. "You're mine now too..." She climbs onto the bed and sits on his lap, her tight ass pressing against his crotch. "And I want you to cum for me..."

His head is swimming with the smell and taste of his sister's wetness as he sucks on her clit, desperately trying to make her cum. Lola begins rubbing his crotch through his jeans, teasing him with her fingers. "That's it," she whispers, "give me your hot seed."

Keira's hips jerk violently as she cums on his face, her juices splattering everywhere. She slides off him with a sigh and looks at Lola who grinds down against his swollen cock once more. "Just wait until I tell you what to do..." Lola whispers seductively before suddenly yanking away, making him groan in frustration. "That's right," she smirks, climbing off him and straddling his chest instead. "You're all mine from now on." And with that, she plunges her tongue into his mouth, the taste of her saliva mixing with his own as they kiss hungrily.

Lola grinds down against his chest as she kisses him deeper, reveling in the taste of their tongues tangling together. Looking up at Keira, she feels a surge of dominance course through her veins. Tonight, they were in control - and they wouldn't let him forget it for one second.

"Mmm... you want me to cum for you?" She taunts, rolling her hips back and forth slowly as she watches the bulge in his pants grow tighter by the second. "Maybe if you're a good boy..."

Keira's eyes glint with amusement as she watches Lola tease him so expertly. "Yeah," she breathes, "you want to see Mistress cum for you?" She leans down, trailing her fingers lightly over his chest before wrapping them around him and giving his cock a hard squeeze through the fabric of his jeans. His hips jerk forward in response.

Keira smiles at him wickedly before leaning down to whisper in his ear. "You'd better be on your best behavior if you ever want to touch yourself again... or taste my sweet, sweet cum." She releases him from her grip, knowing full well that he's now hers for the weekend.

Lola arches back, letting out a needy moan as Keira squeezes his cock through his jeans. "Oh yeah," she purrs, feeling her own climax building rapidly. "Cum for me..." With one last grind against him, Lola leans forward and bites down on her bottom lip before releasing a shuddering orgasm that leaves her body quivering with pleasure. Her juices coat his chest as she rides out the waves of ecstasy.

Keira climbs off of them both, sitting cross-legged beside him and grinning wickedly. "You've got a bit of Lola on you," she teases, running her finger along his chin. "Better not let any of it drip onto your nice, clean bed..."

Keira grins wickedly at him as she runs her tongue along his chin, slowly cleaning up Lola's juices. "Now that you've tasted us both," she murmurs, "you should start calling us Mistress Keira and Mistress Lola from now on."

Lying back down beside him, Keira curls into his side possessively, her bare skin against his clothing. "And don't forget," she whispers with a smirk, "from now on, we own you."