The Brainwashing Cheat Code: Making Your Sister Listen

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My sister is beautiful. She’s got long blond hair, big pouty lips, and perky tits. I know it’s fucked up to say, but she really is the ideal trophy wife.

I knew it would hurt to tell her this…I didn’t want to, but Jade was my sister, and I loved her. She was utterly and completely dedicated to a piece of sh!t husband.

That’s why I was at her house. I saw her husband at the club the other night. He was hanging all over this slutty girl and then ended up leaving with her. Of course my sister didn’t believe me, she never believed anyone. It wasn’t the first time she had heard it.

I stayed there until dinner time. My sister was rummaging through the kitchen when I approached her again. “He’s not cheating on me, I promise,” she said, frustrated. I was desperate. I wanted her to get rid of him…he wasn’t treating her right. I saw him myself, and she refused to believe it. I don’t know if she was in denial or if she was naive, but I couldn’t bare to see her get taken advantage of again.

I got my brainwashing device and returned to the kitchen. You have to understand, it was the only thing that would make her listen. “Sis,” I said, holding it in front of her face. “What now? Oh my gosh,” she turned around.

She stared at the device for a few seconds before her eyes started fluttering uncontrollably. Once it was finished, her eyes had a blank, empty look to them. I waved my hand in front of her face, “Sis?” Did that work?

“Stand over there in the corner,” I commanded. In a monotone voice, Jade let out a soft “Yes, Master.” I had her face me, and then told her to strip down. My sister’s body was gorgeous. Not a thought went through her head as she followed each command–she was mindless and obedient.

“Masturbate,” I demanded. She leaned her nude, soft body against the counter, and circled her fingers against her clit. I felt my cock throb as she released soft moans.

I commanded her to get on her knees to suck my hard cock. Her big, pink, pouty lips wrapped around the head, and she began bobbing her head up and down on it. After a few minutes, I made her get back up, and watched as she mindlessly followed an order to play with her tits.

I knew I had to have her. “Sit up on the counter,” I said. I slid myself into her, and she moaned as I fucked her. When I was ready to explode, I told her to get to her knees, and then shot my huge load onto her tongue. It dripped down her chin as she awaited my next command.

I’d make sure she’d leave her husband. There was nothing she could do about it. She was mindless, obedient, and brainwashed. A girl like that needs someone to tell her what to do.