The Master Gene

Derrick looked at the house in front of him in amazement.

Seriously, this was where Kiara lived? He'd known intellectually that running a hospital brought in some big bucks, but it wasn't until he saw this place that he realized just how rich she had to be. The house was a Victorian style three story house, done up in a nice blue with green trimming. Honestly the place was so big Derrick thought it should be classified as a mansion. The sight of it was already making him feel intimidated despite all the efforts he'd made to look professional.

Well, everything the girls had done really. The four of them had gone over his entire wardrobe and when that had failed to find an outfit suitable for tonight they'd gone on an emergency shopping run. What they'd ended up with was a nice suit that made him look at least somewhat professional, though a closer inspection would show that it had been designed to slip off of him in a matter of seconds should the night go the way he believed it would.

Still it was one thing to have that kind of confidence at home, it was another thing entirely to feel that confidence now that he was in the lion's den so to speak.

The feeling of a hand on his arm snapped him out of his fear spiral and he turned around to see Amanda reaching out from the seat of the car behind him.

"You got this," she told him, her eyes showing nothing but complete faith in him.

Seeing that he looked back into the car to see all the other girls crowded inside watching him. When they'd heard about what his plans were, they all wanted to come along with him to provide moral support.

Well that and they wanted to be on hand to see what would soon be their new home.

Knowing that they were all counting on him, Derrick closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again so that he could look clearly straight at them all. "Okay, this part is all me. I'll text you once the evening is over, whatever happens."

"You mean once you've fucked her," Sarah responded with a wry grin.

"It's too early to guarantee that just yet," Judy retorted back.

"Please, this is Derrick, I wouldn't be surprised if she just jumped him as soon as he walked through the door."

"That's enough," Judy shot back, this time with far more anger in her voice. "This is hard enough for Derrick as it is. We don't want to add any more pressure on him than the situation is already doing on its own."

Derrick almost laughed right then. The two of them were arguing so hard that they'd practically forgotten he was standing right there. He did understand though. They'd been quietly feuding since they'd both become enslaved over who would be Derrick's top slave. Arguments like this had as a result become almost commonplace.

Weirdly enough though, it was actually relaxing him. He supposed it was just the feeling of normalcy, or at least what he'd come to recognize as normal over the past few months, that did it for him. A warm smile creeped up on his face as he addressed them.

"All right, that's enough you two. I'll take it from here."

With that he turned away from his harem and boldly walked up towards the front gate.

KIARA'S POV

Kiara was a bit surprised when she saw Derrick standing by the gate on her security camera. She'd assumed he would have driven himself in as opposed to taking public transport. Though she supposed it didn't really matter how he got there, so long as he was here now.

Everything was all set up. The toys she'd selected for this evening had all been checked for any issues and were now lying in the proper place for her to spring them on Derrick. In addition the help had all left by now, ensuring that they were alone, with no one to interrupt the night of entertainment she had planned.

Just before buzzing Derrick in however, Kiara took one last look at her outfit. It was a lovely green dress that appeared modest to the casual eye, but only because it hid what she was wearing underneath.

But that was only if things went particularly well tonight. Admittedly there was still the possibility that Derrick either backed away, or simply played hard to get. If that was the case then she'd accept it. After all, this was simply the first in a long game that will culminate in fully breaking Derrick to her will, so she was never going to finish this tonight no matter how well things went.

Finally satisfied that everything was how she wanted it, she opened the gates and watched from the cameras as he slowly walked towards the front doors.

She'd made sure to open the front door as soon as she saw him on the monitor. She'd decided she needed to make an entrance and the idea that the first sight of her on this night was her letting him in was not a good one in her mind. Instead he walked through the entrance to see her waiting for him, lording over the space in a subtle display of power.

He was dressed quite nicely in a smart blue suit that fit him quite well despite clearly being bought off the rack. It helped him exude an aura of strength and control.

She liked that. To be honest, it was actually easier to break the strong than the weak. With a strong individual once you cracked their ego they generally spiraled until they were a shell of their former self. The weak ones had no ego to crush, so it took far more time to force them down into what you wanted. Derrick however was anything but weak. He seemed to exude a quiet confidence that said that he was in complete control and this entire evening was going to go exactly the way he wanted it to.

God she was going to love breaking him.

"By your outfit I can tell you're at least taking this seriously."

It was a subtle play. She'd taken his outfit and turned it into being the bare minimum expected of him. So many people thought that breaking someone was all about whips and chains. That it was simply tying someone up and beating on them until they submitted to you. While obviously that was a part of it, the truth was that by the time you pulled those things out, the sub should have already been well primed for domination.

In truth it was the little things that led up to that moment. It was putting them off their game, making them feel small, especially in comparison to you. Kiara had had quite a bit of practice at this, so much so that she liked to think she'd refined it to a science, one that was now being brought to bear right down on Derrick's pretty little head.

"Should we get started now then?" Derrick asked.

"Tut tut, dinner first," she replied with a wry smile.

Another power play on her part. Derrick may correctly suspect that she'd brought him here for sex, but she wanted him to know that if sex was going to happen, it would be when SHE choose and only then.

Not that they were going to have sex tonight anyway. No, tonight was simply a feeling out procedure. She'd have a little fun with him of course, but she'd leave him with blue balls until he was so desperate for release that he'd allow her to do things to him that he normally would have refused outright.

Instead she walked out towards the dining room, confidently gesturing towards him that he was to follow her. Once there she glanced at Derrick with a side-eye to see how he'd react. The room itself was fairly large, highlighted by a massive dining table that she generally only used for dinner parties. However tonight she'd had two dinner trays set across from each other along the width of the table. This was designed so that they could dine close to each other while still maintaining some distance.

Plus this gave her the option to use her feet to play with him under that table if she felt the circumstances warranted it.

Derrick looked all around, his face unable to hide how in awe he was of everything he was seeing. He managed to get himself together after a few seconds however and seeing that she was already seating herself, took the other chair opposite hers.

After sitting down Kiara looked at the dish in front of her. It was a nice pasta salad. Since she didn't know exactly when Derrick was arriving she'd decided it was best to go with a dish that could be served cold. She'd gone with the pasta simply to imply to him that she was interested in him having as much energy as possible for later tonight.

They ate in silence for a bit as she was trying to make him a bit more nervous, however after seeing him get more comfortable as they continued to eat, she decided to start the conversation in order to take more control over him.

"So, here you are, sacrificing yourself for your sister. She must be very important to you."

"Well yeah. She is my sister after all."

That was a standard boilerplate answer, one that Kiara felt hid something, so she decided to probe a little bit harder. "Sure, she is your sister, but that doesn't mean you have to risk so much for her."

"I wouldn't say it was that much of a risk."

"Oh really," Kiara responded with a wicked little smile. "You don't know what I want from you just yet. I'd say that's a pretty big risk."

"I can guess."

"But it's just that, a guess. Something tells me you wouldn't be here on nothing but a guess if you didn't think protecting your sister was really worth it."

Derrick paused for a moment as his mind seemed to be looking back at something else. "Yeah, I guess you're right,'' he said with a wistful smile.

Derrick paused again. This time Kiara didn't interject as she could tell the pause was so that he could figure out for himself what he wanted to say. After almost a minute of silence he finally began to speak.

"It's hard to explain. Karen's always been kind of my hero. It may not surprise you to hear this, but I was bullied quite a bit all the way through high school."

That did actually surprise her, though she kept that surprise off her face. Still it was hard to believe that someone as handsome and charismatic as Derrick here could have been bullied at all. Not that she didn't doubt it of course. She'd learned at an early age just how cruel people could be for what seemed to be no reason at all. So she kept quiet as she let Derrick continue.

"I guess it comes from being the smart introverted kid. I didn't talk much with the other kids around me and when I did, well, they didn't exactly understand what I was talking about. But then there was my sister. She was proud, confident and even smarter than I was. It was a revelation seeing her, just completely unafraid to show everyone just how smart she really was and being able to get away with it."

"Her looks might have had a hand in that."

"Yeah, I know that now, but back then I was too young to really understand it just yet. To me it almost seemed like a kind of magic, watching her befriend the same people that would have beaten me up, if they even bothered to acknowledge that I existed at all."

"You add to that the fact that she was one of the few people I could talk to who would not only understand whatever it was I was talking about, she'd usually know more about it than I did. So yeah, I guess I grew up idolizing my sister."

"So that's what this is," Kiara said after considering his little tale. "A little boy who grew up idolizing his big sister and will do anything he has to protect her."

"And proud of it. The real question now is, what do you want me to do?"

Kiara smiled as she heard this. She now had a much better picture of who Derrick was and by extension, how best to break him. It did mean that sadly that tonight was going to end without her getting to taste her new pet, but that was for the best. Instead she'd string him along, play the nice girl, taken by his little story.

From there it was a simple matter of disillusionment. She'd use her position to break his image of his perfect little sister. Once that was done, she'd simply slide herself psychologically into his sister's spot. From there it was simply a matter of time until she'd gotten him properly trained.

"Well, I think the first thing is simply finding out if you're worth my time at all,' Kiara responded before leaning back and opening her legs, giving him a clear indication of what she wanted.

Yes, this was all going to plan. She'd use him to get her off before sending him home without any release of his own. Yes, that was always the plan and it was never anything else.

And she didn't know why she even had to explain that to herself.

Derrick smiled in the way a man would when he knew he was about to enjoy himself quite a bit before ducking underneath the table. Less than a second later she felt his hands on her legs as he put his head between her thighs. She saw a brief look of surprise on his face as he saw that she hadn't been wearing any panties underneath her dress before he then leaned in and lightly kissed her on the thigh.

She would have laughed at his simple attempt at foreplay, except that she also felt her body shiver as a slight electric shock was felt right where he kissed her. Derrick then moved in closer before laying a harder kiss, this time on her stomach, just over her crotch.

Heat washed over her and warning bells began to ring in her head as she felt her pussy immediately go molten. If she already felt this much pleasure from him playing with parts of her body that WEREN'T normally erogenous zones, what was going to happen when he did? Before she could stop him however, he moved down and she felt his tongue on her clit.

Instantly she arched back as she desperately fought to stop herself from immediately cumming at the first bit of stimulation. A fight she couldn't help but lose.

Derrick took that as an invitation to play with her even harder. He reached in and began to pump one of his fingers in and out of her as he continued to lick her clit. Everything then went white as a floor of juices gushed out of her. Despite all her efforts, she'd came again.

Rather than back off however, Derrick simply redoubled his efforts. He reached back around to get his hand on her ass so he could better push her pussy towards him as he transitioned from licking to fully sucking on her clit.

Meanwhile he added a second finger to the one that was already pumping into her. He slowed down the pace however, his two fingers moving around inside of her. As she began to come down from her earlier orgasms she had a brief moment to wonder what he was doing before it became all too clear. He'd found her G spot.

She arched back again and this time a full scream came out of her as Derrick ruthlessly worked her G spot with untold precision. Her hands instinctively reached down and pulled Derrick's head into her pussy as she came yet again, her mind unable to comprehend how it was that she could effortlessly control so many men, but Derrick could make her cum, seemingly on command. All she could do was take it as orgasm after orgasm washed over her, leaving her more and more spent with each one.

She didn't know how long this lasted. Time seemed to lose all meaning as she was transported to a realm of pure ecstasy. Eventually however Derrick leaned back and stopped his relentless attack, finally allowing her to catch her breath.

As she gasped for air she could see him looking at her, a satisfied little grin on his face. "What on earth was that?" she blurted out, immediately regretting it as she ceded some of her control to him.

"I had a good teacher," was all he said.

Kiara's mind leapt back to her first meeting with him. He'd been accompanied by some girl in a cheap sexy nurse outfit. That was probably his girlfriend. If she was this good at training someone, it might be worth bringing her in to help with teaching the basics to some of her other projects.

But first she needed to deal with the one in front of her.

"I'll admit you're pretty good, but you still have a ways to go to see if you're really worth the trouble."

That was a bit of bluff and Derrick probably knew it, but it needed to be said. She'd let him take control of the situation and she couldn't just let him go now without taking it back. Still, she'll need to avoid having se...she'll probably need to have sex with him if she wanted to have any chance in getting him where she needed to get him tonight.

"Let's take this to a more appropriate arena," she said as she got up. Derrick got off his knees and followed her. She would have liked it to have had him follow her on all fours, but it was too early to do that just yet.

The worst part however was the way he followed her. He felt less like a little puppy that she was leading around and more like a lion that was dominating the room, looking to claim what was his by right. She felt a strange urging to just kneel before him then and there, which was something she'd never felt before for anyone. She absolutely hated it.

Still, it would make it all the sweeter when he found out who the real predator was.

They quickly arrived at their destination, a spare bedroom that she'd set up for the night. She'd briefly debated bringing him to her bedroom, which felt a bit odd to her as she'd never even considered bringing any of her other projects to her room until she was confident that they'd been fully trained. She preferred the idea of holding out on that as a final reward for them when they were finally ready. In addition it allowed her to outfit the room with only the tools she planned to show him right now as it was not a good idea to go full bdsm dungeon on the first night. Instead she had this room which looked fairly normal, at least until she was ready to show off just what surprises she had in store for Derrick.

Once she reached the door she reached out and grabbed Derrick's shirt so she could pull him into a kiss. It was a minor play of dominance on her part to take control. So far she was letting him know that while he may be able to give her a lot of pleasure, she would be the one deciding exactly when and how that would happen.

Oh god his tongue! If she didn't already know just how talented his tongue was from when he'd eaten her out earlier, this kiss would have told her. His tongue twirled itself around her mouth, playing hers in a dance that he'd clearly done many times before. Kiara moaned in pleasure as she idly wondered how exactly he could make her tongue feel like her clit.

As this went on she wrapped her hands around him and began to move backwards, pulling him with her until she felt her legs being stopped by the bed. She fell backwards then, causing them to tumble onto the bed together, their lips never once breaking contact. She then flipped over, putting Derrick on his back as she finally broke away from him.

A slight pang of regret came over her then, but she pushed that to the back of her mind as she began to pull at Derrick's clothes. Sensing what she wanted, Derrick helped her to take his clothes off. Very quickly he was dressed in nothing but his socks and his underwear, leaving Kiara to note that he'd clearly planned his wardrobe around this happening.

As she finished pulling his pants off, Derrick scooted back on the bed, pulling himself all the way to the headboard. That was perfect, as it put him exactly where she wanted him. She slithered her way up his body, planting little kisses, both to keep him turned on, but also to distract him so that he wouldn't notice what had been revealed on the headboard thanks to their shuffling around.

At last she had gotten back to the top of him and she kissed him again. Derrick began to try to pull her dress over her top, but she pulled his hands away, drawing them instead to cup at her breasts. She didn't exactly have to fight him too hard on that, however she ran into more problems here as she hadn't counted on how good he'd make her breasts feel, even over her clothing. Already she was feeling yet another orgasm coming and she quickly grabbed his hands, entwining them with hers as she pulled them out until they were both outstretched towards either side of the bed.