Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 6 Chapter 228/ 22: Wrong Choice

Stepping out of the car where I was picked up, I left Hilda in a compromising position, looking full of lust. I teased her the entire time back, and she was a hot, dripping mess in her suit before I stepped out of the car, grabbing my things. "Later, Little Star," I said with a smile, "I will call you about details soon," I finished and started to walk away.

Honestly, it was a lot of fun leaving her a dripping mess instead of being knocked out with a well fucked cunt. Her body shivered as I stepped back, and I grinned as I started to walk down the sidewalk. I grabbed my bag, pulled out my phone, and thought about where I was going to go. I could probably get away with using my uniform twice in a row at school. So, should I go home and relieve my mother's mind a bit?

It was a struggle to get up, and I wanted to head back to my parents' home at this point. So, I decided to give Crystal a call. The phone rang four times before Crystal picked it up. "Hey, Angela, Mistress, What's up?" She said, sounding a little odd.

"Just finished some time with Little Star, you remember from last week, and I am unsure of where to go," I told her honestly. "I want to go back to your place, but honestly, I think I can put up with heading back to my parent's place tonight. Maybe relieve my mother's worry a bit." I told her.

"One sec," Crystal said, and suddenly, the phone erupted in the noise of some sort of tool, and she was clearly using it. It took a couple of seconds, and I continued to walk forward. I waited patiently, and I heard her curse a little. "Sorry about that; I am working on a project and didn't even know how late it was. This part is time-sensitive, so. Honestly, I can't put down my things." She said, "I would love for you to come over right now, but I have to say I didn't think I would make this many mistakes on this project today. So if you want to come over, that is fine. I can let you in no problem, but I will be in my workshop late."

"So, It is better if I go home," I said softly.

"Honestly, I want you to come over," Crystal suddenly said, "I love you, and I want to sleep in that perfect spot on your massive breasts. I am starting to have problems sleeping if I am not in there. So I want you to come over, but I also know you want to solve some family problems, so I don't want to insist."

I could understand what she wanted and sighed, looking up into the light-polluted night sky. I thought for a couple of moments, and I shook my head, "I want to let you sleep in my breasts, but I think I need to head home and show my face to my mom. I think she is worried about me, and I haven't talked to her in person for a little too long."

"I figured if you were in a mood to tolerate your family at the moment that you would go," Crystal said with a chuckle, "And Honestly, I think you should at least say Hi to your Mom. Maybe we should do something next week where both of us go to your house for Dinner or something. Maybe my influence will help out?"

I couldn't help but feel warm even in the cold autumn air about that offer, "Thanks, I think it might help. However, I am unsure if it will help. Something about bringing the girlfriend home makes me happy," I told her honestly.

There was a pause on the other side of the phone, and I could only hope it was her blushing, "I do have to go. I need to have this drying to finish it tomorrow, Angela. Will you be coming over tomorrow night?" Crystal asked, changing the subject.

"Maybe?" I replied, "I got a customer after practice and will be heading straight to work."

"You have your car here, you know."

"Shit!" I snapped out, thought about it, and started to pick up my walking pace, "I will come pick it up, but I will be heading home. May as well show it off and drive it to school tomorrow."

"Okay, Good that you realized now," Crystal replied, "I could have picked you up if you needed it, you know," Crystal told me.

"Yup~!" I replied, "Thank you so much; I am going to start running, though. The night is getting dark, and I need to get some sleep."

"Night, Mistress, I will miss you."

"I will miss you tonight as well," I replied honestly.

A pause hung in the air, "Good Night, I hope you sleep well," I said again before hanging up before I started to sprint. I ran with my phone in my hand, uncaring about it, as I made my way to Crystal's house. My hair was loose, and I felt it trailing behind me as I ran down the road in my school uniform. it didn't take me long to make it to Crystal's house. I ran up to my car, and I had to grab my keys from my backpack and unlock it. I quickly tossed my things in the back before getting into the driver's seat.

Turning on the car, I started to head out immediately, heading home quickly. I didn't know what was going to happen when I got there, but I was feeling nervous. I had been home so little lately that it was starting not to feel like home. I was already going to miss Crystal. She was a little mystery, but she was so great to be around.

Crystal was a fantastic girlfriend, and it had only been five, almost six weeks as of today. Should I pick something up for her soon? Something big as a gift. I probably should, and if I was going to do something, I would do it with a bit of a BDSM flair. I shivered as I thought of a collar that could be around her neck all the time to show off that she was mine. Wherever she went, she would wear it, and it would tell others that she was owned by me. The thought was stuck in my head as I drove back to my house, and I really liked it.

Before I knew it, I was thinking again about the symbol I would put on her to mark her that I was at home. I pulled up the driveway with the simple Toyota in the driveway. I parked, got out, grabbed my backpack, and pulled out my house keys. I moved forward and quickly unlocked the door, only to be greeted by my Mother.

Although my mother was shorter than me at that time, I felt that she was taller than me. Her arms were crossed, and she looked angry for a moment. As I stepped inside, I opened my mouth but didn't know what to say. She looked angry, and I didn't want to make her more mad. Then suddenly, that anger melted away, and My mom stepped forward, and her arms moved out before she captured me in a hug.

"I missed you, Angela," My mom said with a sniff, "You have been gone for too long. You should come home more often." She sniffed again.

I wrapped my arms around my mother and brought her head into the nook of my neck before holding her closer, feeling her breasts pressing against the underside of my massive breasts. She was borderline going to start sobbing. My mother was just holding me for several minutes. I patted her back slightly and started to rub her back, and after a time, my mother backed off.

"Okay, I am glad you are home; you okay?" My mom asked.

"I am fine, honestly. I am tired and planning on going to bed. Do you have food for me to make breakfast and lunch with?" I asked, and my mother shook her head.

"We do, but I can't believe you are just asking like that."

"Well, I do plan on spending the night, and I need food because I work out. Most of my stuff is at Crystal's house, so" I let my voice trail off, "Also, she has food, too," I replied, teasing my mother.

My mom didn't seem to catch on as she frowned disapprovingly at me. I shook my head and took off my shoes, kicking them slightly to the side, "You know I didn't mean it like that," I told her with a disapproving glare of my own. My mom shook her head as I started to head inside, and I walked past her as she moved to her art Studio, "I am almost done painting, so please, Don't start something," My mom said as I walked away.

I rolled my eyes but felt warm inside, knowing my mom was being herself a little bit again. I didn't know how things were going with my father; frankly, I didn't want to know. It was something between them, but I could understand if my mother was done with him. I was almost done with him myself as I made my way to the basement steps and I opened up the door.

I slowly opened the door, lost a little in thought about what I would do if my mom and dad got a divorce. I was eighteen now, and I could move out. I wouldn't have to side with either of them, but in this case, I was definitely on my mother's side. But how would my mother live? Her artwork needed to bring in more to buy a place to live. Would I have to start supporting her?

Suddenly, I stopped on the stairs as I heard something, and I was lost in thought. It was a sound of something I knew well, and I looked down and started to pay attention to my room. My eyes narrowed, and my disbelief took over as I saw Elana once again on my bed. This time instead of her just beating her cock on my bed, she was face down on my pillow with her ass up in the air, and she was pushing something in her ass as she beat her cock. She was murmuring or moaning something into my pillow as she went at it.

My mind was blank for several moments before I recognized what was pounding her ass pussy. I thought I brought that to Crystal's house! It was the remote buttplug for JAKE! I could open it up and lock it inside her ass at any moment from my phone! Rage started filtering through me as I realized that some of the things I thought I brought back to Crystal's must still be here. Then I had a new question: Did I leave something else here that was originally Jake's?

Anger, fury, and pure malice started taking over my mind, and I knew it. It was a cold fury as I heard her moan. "Angela, Take me, Take your Sister," She moaned, and I felt a disgusted rage moving through me. This bitch of a sister of mine wanted me in her life, ramming my cock into her!

WHAT THE FUCK!

She was my fucking half-sister, and I literally could get her pregnant as it seems she might be able to do to me. She was beating her cock hard as she jerked off in MY BED! This wasn't the first time either that I caught her! It didn't deter her in the slightest bit!

No!

NO!

NO! NO! NO!

I would have to punish this!

I WAS THE DOMINANT ONE, AND I WOULD NOT ALLOW HER TO WALK OVER ME!

My breathing and anger increased, but the bitch in my bed didn't hear a thing as I moved and instantly found what I was looking for. I remember the convention that I purchased these things, and it was a couple of chastity belts and a chastity cage that I used on Jake once and forgot about. It was the remote lock one where I could control his urges from a distance. I bought it at the same time as the fat anal plug inside my Sister. RIGHT THIS FUCKING MOMENT!

My rage was burning cold and hot at the same time as my cock throbbed without me even knowing it. I moved and walked over to her, and I watched as the Bitch jerked it to me, moaning into my pillow, and I wondered what I should do. What should I say as I didn't know what to say or do? I thought I was in the mood with the ability to deal with my family, but it seemed that I was wrong. I didn't have the ability to think clearly at this moment as I watched my sister's shorter cock get closer and closer to orgasm.

She was face down and jerking it harder and harder, and I had to admit she had stamina as she was moaning louder and louder into the pillow as she got closer. Her hand pushed the plug in deep, and precum spilled onto my sheets as I watched my face twitching as I watched and she cried out into the pillow as her hand left the plug snug in her slutty asshole and grabbed another pillow as she moaned into it, "ANGELA~!" Her cock was now bursting, and I pulled open the app and moved to the anal plug, saying it was snug inside someone, and I locked it.

Instantly, as I heard the small device open up inside her and lock, Elana woke up from her orgasm. "Huh?" Her pleasure-laced voice seemed to wake up, and I saw her hand move back, and I could see the start of panic rise in her as she grabbed the plug and tried to pull it out. I got a small alarm on my phone as I watched her tell me that the slut the plug was inside was trying to remove it. I watched in silence, and I muted it as the bitch sister of mine pulled at the plug.

"No, No, I can't have it locked like this! Angela will be pissed," She groaned as she clawed at the plug, "Whenever she comes home and finds out!" Elana groaned, sounding more distressed by the moment.

"Oh, So you do realize I will be angry with you?" I said, my voice somehow projecting the pure anger and malice I had at this moment, freezing the slut on the spot.

Moments passed since I first talked about my anger incandescently, and I could tell that she was feeling the heat from my pure anger. I let the moments drag on. "Turn around and look at me, Elana," I said, my voice somehow conveying so much with so little.

Elana shook as she slowly turned. Her Asian face paled as she sat in her own cum all over my sheets as she sat on the plug. She smiled wryly, although I think she was trying to show me a happy smile, "Hello, Sister," She said, her voice strained and scared.

"Oh?" I replied, "You know I am your half-sister, right?"

Elana shivered and looked away, the paleness turning to a blush of shame. "But, But, Your like the perfect woman," Elana suddenly said.

"Perfect woman?" I asked.

"Yeah! You're fucking perfect! When I first saw you! You are Beautiful! You're fucking strong as fuck! I saw those perfect muscles, but you don't show it! Your BREASTS! AMAZING! F- Cups! F FUCKING CUPS! I LOVE THEM!" Elana exclaimed but not too loud, "How do you do it? And be muscular? I don't get it! It's not far, and I want to suck them so much! Your cock also! How is it so large? Bigger than black porn I have seen! It's amazing; I want it to fill me up and destroy my world!" Elana shivered, and I walked forward with the cage.

"Oh? What else?" I asked, my anger boiling deep despite my surprise.

"Your dominant personality. That look of contempt as you stare at me," She shivered, "I cannot take it. I love it, and I want you to dominate me and make me scream."

I looked at her, and even in my anger, I was somewhat speechless, so I tossed the cock cage to her. "Put it on," I told her without being able to hold back the contempt. I stared at her as I ordered her to, and she shivered and looked at me and then the cage, and she blanked.

"But," Elana started.

"Do it, or I will walk upstairs right now and have a chat with my mother," I told her flatly, not taking any bullshit whatsoever.

Elana shivered, and I could see the contemplation in her eyes. She looked at the cock cage and then at me, and she shivered. "Please," She began.

"Let me get one thing straight," I told her, my voice somehow reaching a new level of monotone that conveyed contempt and anger, "You are in my bedroom. Spilling your filthy semen all over the sheets that I am about to sleep in. Making a mess of my room without my permission. Moaning my name and masturbating to me while using my toys," I snarled, "You will put on that cage till I find some time to bring you over to my girlfriend's house and get something custom-made for you. Do you understand me?"

My words seemed to attack her harshly, and she shivered and nodded. She fumbled on the cock cage hard, trying to get it into place. She started to get the first ring and got it around her cock and balls. She was so much smaller than me, and I watched every second as she got it in place before I used the app to lock it. She shivered as the sound of the lock clicked in place, and I nodded.

"Good," I said, looking at her, and I pointed at my bed. "Now clean up and put fresh sheets on my bed, including my pillows; replacements will be upstairs. You might have to ask, but I don't care if you have to explain why you're replacing my sheets; I expect it to be done," I told her, and I felt like my eyes were drying out.

"Please, At least blink," Elana begged, "You, You are scary looking at me like that."

"I do not care what you think," I replied, continuing to stare at her as my eyes dried out further. Only I knew the reason now. "Clean your filthy fluids up now, or I will make you do it with your mouth."

Elana shivered more, and I continued to stare harder at her, and she nodded. Finally, she got out of bed, found some yoga pants she was wearing, and put them on before running up the stairs. I watched her go, and I couldn't move.

I wanted to move, but I just couldn't. I stared there for over a minute, and my eyes just seemed to get drier and drier as I stood there. My mind was just lost in the thought of the fact that I had just chastity-caged my sister. I locked her ass up with a massive Butt plug that was Jakes. I had no idea I left them at home when I thought I brought them back to Crystal's place. I almost could have sworn I did, too. But my mind was a jumbled mess, and all I could think was one thing.

Great, I am going to have to control her sexual urges now, too.

It was an errant thought that took hold as I stared at the door for god knows how long. Time seemed to swirl, and the stress of everything hit me again. Why couldn't I just enjoy a normal week? Why couldn't I just come home, hug my mom, and go to bed? That was all I wanted, and here I am now, just cock caging my half-sister after she confessed her interest in me.

Suddenly, I saw my sister again as she carried the sheets and pillowcases with a blush on her face till she saw me. I stared at her, and she shivered, ran down the stairs, and almost tripped. I didn't move a muscle except to watch her unceasingly. My body didn't move, and I just watched her as she tore up my bed, moved the blankets, and found a large spill of semen. I noticed at least another five or so more similar spots of what looked to be dried-on semen.

"Answer me," I said as she finished tearing off the sheets, "Have you been coming here every night to masturbate to me? Lie, and I will know," I told her, and Elana froze.

Elana slowly turned to look at me, and I could see how scared she was to answer that question. Her mouth opened and closed, and she looked at the sheets, and suddenly, her face paled as she saw the marks for her dried-on cum stains from the week I had not been here. She shivered, and I watched her not blinking once, and my eyes seemed to dry out more as I stared at her. She opened and closed her mouth again as I stared.

Moments passed in silence, and she suddenly got down on her hands and knees, "I AM SO SORRY I HAVE BEEN!" She confessed, "Please, Please, Please don't tell Dad," She begged.

"Finish cleaning," I replied, looking down at her, and she looked up and shivered. Her eyes widened, and she nodded again.

"I will, I will," She moved and started to clean up my bed and changed the sheets before starting to make it into a perfectly set up bed. As soon as she finished, she patted the bed, "All made up," Elana said, looking very scared.

"Good. Now I am going to tell you some things," I began, "After which you will leave this basement and go up to your room. I will not take complaints; I do not care at all what you have to say. You will follow my orders without a single thought differently. Understood?"

Elana nodded, "Yes, Angela."

"Good. Now, I am going to keep you locked up. Your cock is now locked till I feel differently. I will release you of that buttplug tomorrow after school. Good luck till then," I continued, "I will not tell you when I will unlock the butt plug, but you will feel it, and that is all the notice you will get. I will not be home tomorrow to inform you. That cock cage, on the other hand, will continue to be a thing in your life. I will have you come over to my girlfriend's place so we can have something custom-made for you. That is all; now," I pointed at the door at the top of the stairs, "Get the fuck out of my room and close the door."

Elana shivered and moved. I saw her walking weirdly, and I knew that was the buttplug. She moved with purpose, though, and closed the door behind her, and finally, it was like I was allowed to blink. Finally, after hundreds of times blinking, my eyes started to recover. I was just standing there before I began to strip finally. My clothes turned into a small pile under me as I continued to feel odd. When I tore off my panties and bra, my cock was throbbing between my breasts, and I shivered.

I didn't want to think about why I was hard. I was done with today now, and I was in such a great mood. I pulled up the fresh sheets and got into bed. I closed my eyes, wanting the day to be over, and it was like I had more than enough. When my head hit that pillow, my brain turned off.