" Okay, okay. That's enough. Alright then, what do you want?" Want?" You want something. Why else summon me?" I just want you to find something for me..." You couldn't just call the police?" No, it's not something that's lost. Just let me tell this my way. It's taken me eleven months to get the ritual right. You can just wait and listen." How about I admit I'm trapped then. You think you could pick up the pace a little?" Alright, alright. Just be quiet. I've read up on this. You'll try to trick. She stopped and sat down with her legs slightly apart, giving me a glimpse of the gusset of her panties, which are showing a damp spot where she has become excited about the prospect of the fuck that is about to happen.I sat down beside her and slowly slid my fingers under the hem of her short skirt, which by now has ridden up to mid thigh. I carried on until I reached the top of her stocking and felt the delight of bare flesh, which heralded the delights of her smoothly, shaven pussy lips and. I move over to her, and take her breast into my mouth. I suckle and pull, I bite and nip, and loving the feel of her nipple in my mouth I moan my satisfaction and raise my head for a breath. I linger and take my fingers and ease them into her pinkness. I enjoy the feel of a woman, the soft curves, the smoothness inside, and the wetness. The wetness, its texture and its aroma always seem to drive me wild. I move and taste her. I place the pad of thumb onto her clit and apply a gentle pressure.. Then you need to be my slave whenever we are alone inside the house. Also, in the morning after waking up and before sleeping, you need to drink my piss and eat my shit.”I was so shocked listening to all these coming out of my own sister’s mouth. But weirdly, I also felt very happy. I felt like my dream of becoming a slave was finally coming true. As soon as I called her by her name, she gave me a very tight slap. She asked me to call ‘mistress’. And I nodded.Then she asked me to lie down on.