Alex
"Sammy, you never really talk about yourself," Alex told her. They sat in Master's room, making the bed and drinking some of the delicious cocoa Penny was giving everyone. "I know so much about your sister, but not you."
"I guess... I don't know. I'm probably less interesting."
But much more submissive,
Alex thought. The two sisters were as unalike as a mountain and a lake.
She's the mountain and you're the lake.
"Of course not. We all love Penny but that doesn't mean we can't get to know you."
Sammy smiled. It was a shier smile than Penny's but in the same shape. Sometimes the only way to tell the difference between them was to see the expression on their faces. Penny was always satisfied, grinning like she knew all the secrets in the world. Sammy was usually reserved, sometimes in a sexy way and sometimes in a really introverted way.
"We didn't really get along as kids," Sammy admitted. "I was always really jealous of her."
"Not her looks, I take it."
"No, of course not. She was just always better with people. She loves pretty much everyone, I guess."
Alex folded the duvet up and fluffed the pillows. "And you don't?"
"I was always harder to impress. Not that I think I'm superior or anything. But... I don't know. I didn't see as much good in people as Penny did."
"She must have been kind of hard on you?"
"It went both ways," said Sammy. "She'd get mad at me for being too quiet sometimes. Or I'd get mad at her for being too easy going. The day that Master first took me, I didn't really feel guilty about it. If anything it made me feel wanted."
"Of course you're wanted," Alex said. She skipped around the bed and hugged Sammy, laying her head on her chest. Sammy was only a little taller, but it was still fun to look up at her and try to be cute. "I don't like everyone either."
"But... it's a little easier to get along with people now."
"Master has that effect on us."
"You know... I really would do anything for him."
Alex kissed her cheek, arms still wrapped around her waist. "Anything, huh? Rob a bank? Steal a diamond?"
"If he asked."
"Now
that's
obedience. What if he asked who your favorite girl in the house is?" Alex winked, a little melodramatic. It was meant to be a joke until Sammy answered.
"My sister," she said. "It's all different now. There's no more anger."
"I meant sexually, silly," Alex said. "But that's really great to hear."
"I know what you meant," Sammy responded. She did not shy away from this as she normally would. Sammy said it resolutely. It was fact.
"But you've never..."
"She's not really my sister anymore," Sammy continued. "I'm not really hers. We're just two sides of the same coin, you know? If I fuck her, I'm really just fucking myself. And I think we all know how fun it is to fuck ourselves."
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Penny
Helen was running a cute little game of Hide and Seek for the girls while Charlie spoke with Emily in the garden. For once, no pussies were being licked. No asses being whipped. It was just good fun, with an innocent kiss thrown in here and there. Penny did not play, however. She was too wet to join in.
He'd ordered her not to listen, so she didn't. But he didn't say anything about watching. From the ballroom, she could just barely see Charlie's cock buried in Emily. She was naked, red all over from the cold or the passion or something else, perhaps. Very faintly, Penny could hear, "Oh fuck, oh yes!"
The cocoa really did do the trick. It didn't entrance her right away. It was more like a sample, something to draw her back for the real dose. She'd given it to the reporter too, and surely that woman would return for some reason she was not yet aware of. But Master would feed her too, she knew. He couldn't turn away a pretty face.
All the girls in the house took a liking to it too, but that was expected. If anything, this was just reinforcing there existing addiction to Master. Extra credit on the assignment.
I'll have to stop wasting it, though,
Penny knew. If she kept letting the kitchen staff mix the "marshmallow cream" into the cocoa, she would not have enough for Lanie to use. Penny could only salvage so much from licking up her messy whores after they'd pleased Master. It was one of the hardest things in the world to spit it back out once she tasted it. That heavenly sensation all over her body when she tasted him never got old. Still, she needed to do it. She just did.
Emily's knees buckled and she nearly fell onto the bench in front of her. But Charlie held her tightly, let her spin around and fall to her knees. Her mouth opened, his cum flooded out of him, and she started to glow that angelic glow as her fate was sealed. Even outside in the daylight, she shone like a beacon, a lighthouse in a storm.
And that's what's happening. She's being saved from a life of dissatisfaction.
He couldn't Rewire her this way, though. He needed to cum inside her, at the same time as she did. It would happen soon, she was sure. Emily would be another welcome sight here. But they were running out of room.
Maybe some of the girls would like to be house puppies. That should free up some beds.
When Emily collapsed onto the grass, her illuminated skin dimming slowly, Charlie sheathed his ever-hard cock into his pants and picked her up. Stomping back to the house, he scowled at something, or about something. Even when he was upset like that, Penny thought about how handsome he was. How handsome his cock was. She pulled her hand from her pants, licked her fingers, reluctantly stopped playing.
He laid Emily down in the ballroom, still perfectly nude. Her clothes were still out in the garden. "So pretty," Penny remarked. "When can I play with her?"
"She isn't staying," Charlie said brusquely. "I forgot her clothes. Go get them for me."
"Sure, I'll have one of the maids —"
"You, Penny. Go now."
"Oh, I... okay, Master."
