For as long as I can remember I have been able to sense people’s emotions. I could tell when someone was angry or sad, even if they were hiding it. Over the past few months my ability seemed to have grown. It started as nothing m ore than faint whispers, but could clearly tell what people were thinking. I sat back and enjoyed listening to people’s minds, getting to know what the people around me were really like.

After listening to people’s minds, I decided to see if I could push thoughts into them. Being seventeen then first thing on my mind were girls. In school I wasn’t popular but I wasn’t an outcast either. So decided I might as well try to get a girlfriend using my ability.

In fourth period English I sat near Sara Thompson, she was the head cheerleader at the school. She was about 5’6” with light brown hair, breasts that were about a c-cup and hips that were big enough to add a nice curve to her figure. For the first few minutes of class I focused and listened to her thoughts. She was thinking about the upcoming football game and Joe Steitler, the quarterback. I hesitated for a few seconds, then steeled myself as I pushed a few thoughts into her mind.

I started with a few thoughts to become aware of me; James Zelman is kinda cool, does he have a girlfriend, etc. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sara shift in her seat as she looked at me. It had worked!

I glanced at her and she hurriedly looked away. I refocused and listened to her thoughts.

‘He looked at me! I wonder what he thinks of me.’

I looked deeper into her mind and was pleasantly surprised. She had already been aware of me. I pushed another thought into her mind telling her to wait for me after class ended. I looked over at the clock, there were still twenty minutes. I focused on class but saw Sara glance at me when she thought I wasn’t looking.

Class ended, and as I walked out Sara was waiting for me. She grabbed my arm and pulled me off to the side.

“Do you want to hang out with me sometime?” she asked nervously.

Keeping myself fro jumping around in joy I replied, “ Sure, how about tomorrow after get done cheer leading practice?”

“Okay.”

She hugged me and and rushed off. I stood there a moment stunned, then walked to class happier then I had in a while. I didn’t have any classes with Sara after that, but when she saw me in the hallway she would smile and wave.

Chapter 2 – Leslie

After I got home I created a list to make her loyal only to me:

1. You love only me, James.
2. The thought of being with any other guy makes you sick.
3. You will obey only me.
4. You want to be around me as much as possible.

I went over the list a few more times and decided to see if it worked. I listened to peoples thoughts to find out who was here and what they were doing. Mom was in the kitchen. Dad wasn’t home. My older sister Laura was on the phone. My two younger sisters, Meloney and Leslie, were in the living room. Meloney and Leslie were twins four years younger than me. Whole Laura was two years older.

I decided to use it on one of my younger sisters. I pushed into Leslie’s mind and told her to come upstairs. When she got to the stairs I told her to come to my room.

When I heard her foot steps coming down the hall I started relaying my list. I repeated the list fifteen to twenty times then stopped. She stopped just outside my door and stood there. I looked into her mind and saw my list sinking into her mind.
She stood there a few minutes before knocking on the door. I got up and opened the door. Leslie stood there, here fiery red hair hung past her shoulders, her deep green eyes sparkled. She was kind of small all around but looked cute. Meloney looked almost the same except her hair was shorter.

“James,” she said, “ Can I talk to you for a bit?”

I nodded my head. She walked in and sat on my bed. I closed the door and sat down next to her. I waited for a few moments before asking, “ What’s wrong?”
she looked over at me then hugged me, climbing onto my lap to get as close as possible. “ I love you,” she sobbed, her tears wetting my shirt. “I don’t want to ever be apart from you.”

I held her close and stroked her hair. “ I know, but if I accept it you can only ever be mine.” Her emotions shifted becoming less worried and more happy. I tilted her head up and kissed her. She kissed me back and put her tongue against my lips.

I opened my mouth and let her twine her tongue around mine. After a few minutes of passionate kissing I broke it off and asked her, “Will you be mine for ever?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Remove your clothes,” I told her. She removed her shirt and bra followed by her pants and panties. Her breasts were perky and her pussy was hairless. I pulled her to me sitting on my lap with her back to me.

I used one hand to caress her breast while I played with her pussy using the other. She moaned as I tweaked her nipple and teased her clit. I ran my finger between her pussy lips which caused her to moan louder. Leslie was really wet. I probed her entrance causing her to spasm and gush her juices onto my hand.

I moved her off me and onto her back on the bed. I stood up and removed my clothes. I crawled onto the bed between her legs. I had a 9” dick that was fairly thick. I rubbed the head along Leslie’s pussy lips.

I put the tip at her entrance and leaned down to whisper into her ear, “You belong to me.” I pushed into her cunt feeling her hymen give way. Leslie groaned and thrust up at me. A few more seconds of pushing and I was all the way in with the head pushing against her cervix. The walls of her pussy rippled against my cock as I let her get used to me.

I started thrusting slowly at first the picking up speed. I knew I wasn’t going to last long. We both grunted every time I the head of my cock pushed against the entrance to her womb. Her pussy clenched and gushed juice as she came. With one final thrust, my cum erupted from my shaft coating her insides with my sperm.
I came down from my orgasm and collapsed on the bed beside Leslie. I put my arm around her and pulled her close.

“I love you my little slave.”

“I love you, Master.” A few moments later I could hear her snoring softly. Holding Leslie close I looked up at the ceiling and thought. Now that I have Leslie and would soon have Sara, I would have to amend my list to make sure they wouldn’t get jealous of each other, or any other girl I might make my own.

I looked at the sleeping form next to me and added the new parts of the list:

5. You will not be jealous seeing me with another girl.
6. You will love your slave sisters as much as you love me.

I looked at the clock and saw that it was 8:30. I gently shook Leslie awake. “Get dressed and go to your own room.” She got up and started putting on her clothes, but look sad as she did. “Don’t worry you will see me in the morning. And don’t tell anyone that you belong to me, okay?”

“Okay, Master,” she was happier now and that made me happier. I got up and put my pants back on. I led her to the door after she finished dressing. I gave her a quick kiss and opened the door. We both stood there stunned as Meloney stood there and asked, “What are you guys doing?”

Chapter 3 – Meloney

Meloney repeated herself. Before I could answer, Leslie spoke up, “He was helping me for a bit.”

“Helping with what? You went upstairs three hours ago.”

Leslie looked down at her feet when she couldn’t come up with an answer. Meloney looked up at me, “Why is your shirt off?” She looked down at my jeans, “Your pants aren’t zipped up either.”

She froze for a second then looked at Leslie, “You tried to get ahead of me, didn’t you?”

Leslie sank down to her knees, and I could hear her crying softly. I pulled Meloney into the room and shut the door. I helped Leslie to her feet and led her to the bed.

“Leslie, tell me what she mean,” I said as calmly as I could in the situation.

“About a year ago, we both started really looking at you. We looked at you less as a brother and more as a man,” Leslie looked over at Meloney then continued. “We both started thinking about ways to get you to fuck us, but we had agreed that we both had to be there.”

“Why didn’t you tell me this earlier?” I asked.

“I was going to, Master, but you kissed me and I forgot.” Leslie looked down in embarrassment.

After a moment Meloney asked, “How far did you two get? And why the hell did she call you master?”

“I did fuck her if that’s what your asking. And she calls me Master because she belongs to me.” I let her absorb it for a minute before continuing, “I could fuck you too, but there’s a price.”

“Okay, but what’s the price?”

I looked at Leslie, “Can you tell her for me, please?” Leslie looked up smiling.

“For him to love and accept you, you become his and only his. By becoming his, it would be our duty to make him happy no matter what it takes.”

I sat down next to Leslie and pulled her close. “Very good,” I told her as she cuddled against my chest. I looked at Meloney, “So what will it be?” I could maker her say yes, but I wanted to see what she would say first.

She looked at Leslie, “She seems happy, so it must not be bad.” Meloney sat down on my other side, “Okay, I accept.” I pulled her to me and kissed her forcing my tongue into her mouth as I pushed the list into her mind.

I pulled away from Meloney and said to Leslie, “Can you wait in the chair, please?” She stood up and walked over to sit in the chair by my desk, turning towards the bed so she could watch. I smiled giving her my assent.

I turned my attention back to Meloney. She was wearing a skirt, so I pushed it up revealing her pink silk panties. I placed my hand on the inside of her thigh and asked, “Will you be mine forever?”

She looked into my eyes, her green eyes sparkling, “Of course, Master.”

I kissed her again and removed her shirt. To my surprise she wasn’t wearing a bra. I pushed her down on the bed while kissing her. Meloney gasped as I placed my hands on her breasts. I gently played with her nipples while she moaned beneath me.

I put my hand between her legs to cup her mound. Her panties were soaked as my fingers found her labia. I raised her skirt above her waist and grabbed the waistband of her panties, pulling them down and off her legs. I stopped for a moment to admire her body, she looked just like her sister, right down to her hairless pussy. I ran my finger through her slit to get it wet before I put it in her. She gasped and tightened her pussy around my finger. Meloney started moaning as I thrust my finger in and out of her.

Her pussy juice was flowing nonstop and I knew she was ready. I removed my pants before getting between her legs I put my dick at her entrance and pushed in stopping only when I reached a barrier.

“You belong to me,” I whispered in her ear. I pulled out until only the head was in, then thrust back in as hard as I could breaking through her maidenhood. I put my mouth over Meloney’s as she started screaming.

I let her rest and get used to me being in her before I started sawing my in and out of her tight hole. Soon she started thrusting her hips up to meet me as she moaned softly.

I stated moving faster as I neared my climax. I glanced over at Leslie and saw her with her hand in her pants, rubbing her cunt furiously. With one final thrust I pushed my dick in her pussy hitting her cervix as I came. It the same moment Meloney’s pussy clenched and I felt her shudder, and knew she was cumming.

Her pussy relaxed and I pulled out with a plop. Our combined juices were tinted pink as the dripped out her pussy and into the crack of her ass. I collapsed on the bed next to Meloney.

“I love you my little slave,” I said as I pulled her close.

“I love you too, Master,” she sighed as she rested her head on my chest and promptly fell asleep. I patted the bed on my unoccupied side. Leslie undressed as she walked to the bed. She snuggled up to me and quickly fell asleep with her head on my shoulder. I kissed them both on the head before going to sleep myself. I was going to have a long day tomorrow.