Turning The Tables Ch 04 1

First off, welcome back, got this chapter out much faster than the last one. In this specific chapter, one of the plot points is going to be heroin withdrawal, something I do not have personal experience in. I did research in order to present it as accurately as possible, but there may be some inaccuracies that slipped through. If that subject matter makes you uncomfortable, maybe skip this chapter, I'll summarize it at the start of the next.

Note that there is some conversation of what drives people to drug usage about halfway through. Note that drug usage is an incredibly complex issue, and the character giving those opinions does not necessarily represent my opinions on this matter. They have an ignorant viewpoint on this matter, and any real person should do actual research into the matter before coming to any conclusion, and fiction does not count.

I've also decided to start putting physical descriptions of the characters at the start of each chapter, both so that you, my readers, don't have to dig through old chapters to know what they look like, and so that I don't have to do the same. And finally, as always, the disclaimers. I do not condone any of the actions taken in this story, and in fact find them to be deplorable. This is a work of fiction, any similarities to real life events or people is purely coincidental.

Eric Alexis is a white male of average facial features, standing around 5'11, with an athletic, but not extremely muscled, build, short black hair, blue eyes, a nine inch long dick. He is a certifiable genius, with a (if your being nitpicky about it) literally impossible amount of achievements under his belt at 19, including a PHD in robotics engineering, and inventing the devices used in this story.

Trial Set 1, Ali, Mary's best friend and Eric's top slave is a 5'5, tanned Italian, with 30C breasts, toned waist developed through years of yoga, firm ass, sparkling emerald eyes, and brunette hair. In the first chapter, her hair was described as being held in a frankly ridiculous braid, which hid its length, but has since been modified to be a waist length pony tail.

Trial Set 2, Mary Alexis, who is Eric's sister, stands an even five feet tall, has acrobatic build gained from seven years of doing cheerleading and acrobatics, waist length scarlet red hair that she usually keeps braided back, blue eyes just like her brothers, 32DD breasts, and tight waist that swells out into a firm ass, followed by gorgeous toned legs.

Trial Set 3, Imae, the most recent addition to the cast, is a 20 year old 5'2 Japanese girl with dyed green hair in a pixie cut, and pale green eyes. Her breasts are slightly larger than b cup, a slight hourglass shape through her waist, and a small, but still firm, ass. She got disowned when her parents discovered she was pan, and willingly had the chip implanted.

Mary

Sitting in her room, bound, gagged, and blindfolded, Mary began coming down from the high of her massive orgasm. As her mind cleared, she began to question what the hell just happened. A few hours ago she was playing video games with her friend, and now she was tied up in her own room, calling that same friend 'Mistress.'

Slightly squirming, in an attempt to get more comfortable, she caused the leash she was wearing to rub against her cunt, and the ties around her breasts to tighten ever so slightly.

She figured she could probably shuffle around a bit, but if she tried, she would almost definitely fall over, and would have a lot of difficulty getting back up. Even if she did manage to move, where would she go? She was tied up in her own home, in her own room!

Once Ali came back she would need to tell her that this wouldn't happen again, that this was just a one off thing, that they would just go back to the way they were before. Yes, that was what she would do.

Except... Mary moaned as she thought about serving Ali the way she had. Just the thought of it made her wet all over again, let alone how Ali had left her. 'I mean,' she thought, 'Letting it go on just a bit longer couldn't hurt. Maybe it'll be fun to be a slave?'

Ali

As Ali got out of the shower, she smiled, thinking about her next move. It had been remarkably easy to get Mary submitting, and if she wanted to, she could probably put her through a rollercoaster of pleasure and pain, getting her to submit to Master, but Ali knew he was running an experiment, and figured that doing so would fuck it up.

She paused for a second upon realizing that she had just considered breaking the mind of her best friend in order to please a man who was essentially raping her, but brushed it off as par for the course.

As she dried herself off and brushed her hair, a chill ran down her side, and she debated whether or not to put clothes on, or just walk around naked for Mary's benefit. She ended up deciding that while she didn't want to overdo the power play, it would serve as a useful mix of normalcy and superiority for her to wear something.

She walked back into Mary's room, pulling out a red fishnet bodystocking dress that was barely opaque enough to cover her areolas, dipped just below her ass, and left her cunt almost visible.

Tossing her hair back, Ali walked back over to Mary, and lifted off the noise cancelation headphones. The bound girl perked up, but quickly stopped moving when the cord of her leash pushed into her cunt. Ali pulled off the makeshift blindfold, and then unclipped the gag, pulling the massive dildo out of Mary's throat.

"Good girl," Ali said, rubbing Mary's jaw before leaning down and planting a kiss on her lips. After a moment of apparent surprise, Mary began to kiss back. Reaching around behind Mary, Ali started undoing the knots keeping Mary's arms behind her back, and when she was done, Mary put her arms around Ali's neck, pulling her in tighter.

Ali kneeled on the ground, and undid the knots tying her legs, leaving the collar on her neck as the last bit of bondage on her. Pulling away at last, Ali asks, "How are you feeling?"

"Sore," Mary answered, laughing awkwardly. She glances down and sees the pool of juices directly beneath her pussy and flushes a deep red.

"Awwww," responded Ali, patting Mary's head with a smile, "Is someone embarrassed?"

Mary flushed even deep and looked away, saying, "Listen Ali-"

She was cut off when Ali put a finger in her cunt, rubbing her clit. Mary moaned, and fell against Ali, resting her head on the Italian girls breast.

"Yeah Mary?"

"Nothing..." Mary said with a soft moan, "I should go take a shower."

"Of course. Don't worry, I'll clean up," answered Ali, gesturing towards the pool on the ground, "But before you go," continued Ali, before removing the dog collar. Mary blushed again upon realizing she had almost left the collar on.

As Mary took a shower, Ali mopped up the floor, changed the sheets, and put all of their discarded clothes in the hamper. When Mary came back, Ali was lounging on her bed, arms behind her head, legs casually spread, giving Mary a nearly totally clear view of Ali's cunt.

"I don't really want to get dressed if I'm just gonna have to change again," said Mary, seeing that Ali was seemingly wet.

"Don't worry, we both just took showers, probably want to take our time before getting dirty again," Ali answered with a coy smile. She watched as Mary pulled out a sheer yellow lace bra, and matching panties.

After she put them on, Mary asked, "Do you know when my dickhead of a brother is gonna be back?"

"I think he said he was gonna be back some time early tomorrow," Ali answered, thinking that he would probably come back earlier than planned considering how successful she had been. In response, Mary shrugged and closed her closet.

"I'm gonna go make us some dinner," Mary said before starting towards the door. Right as she stepped through it, Ali called out, "Good girl."

Eric

Eric woke up the next morning to Imae sucking his cock. Such a wonderful alarm clock. They had spent the rest of the last evening cuddling and fucking, and before they went to sleep he had ordered her to wake him up at nine o'clock in the morning like this.

Sitting up and stretching, Eric yawned and said, "Well, we should probably get dressed so we can check out and head home."

"If you say so Master," Imae, Eric's newest slave responded, "Should I finish first?"

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea."

Imae continued deep throating her master's cock until he exploded into her mouth. She caught all of the fluid, before swallowing it, and saying, "I did my best to clean up your pants, but they're still a little dirty. I'm sorry Master."

"Don't worry about it," Eric said, pulling his discarded clothes back on. Imae goes to her suitcase and pulled out an orange lace sleeveless crop top, tight jean shorts so short that they left half her ass exposed, and sheer orange thigh highs.

As Imae checked herself out, Eric went back to his car, entering a new rule to Ali and Mary's chips: You cannot perceive anyone who has a chip except for Mary and Ali.

Moments later, Imae came practically skipping out of the hotel, heading directly for Eric's car. Upon seeing her, he popped the trunk so that Imae could store her luggage, before she got in the seat next to him. After closing the door, she asked with a suggestive grin, "Would you like me to entertain you while you drive?"

"Nah, I'd prefer to be safe," Answered Eric, reaching out to stroke Imae's hair, as she pouted.

A relatively short drive later, they pulled up on Eric's driveway. Before they got out of the car, Eric explained, "The two inside won't be able to see or hear you, so hold all questions till we get to my room, I won't be able to respond."

"Understood Master."

When Eric unlocked the door and walked in, he found Ali sitting at the dining table, wearing a lace up black leather crop top and tight black leather skirt that laced up the side. He glanced around asked, "Where's my sister?"

"In the bath. She's been in there for a while actually," Ali answered.

"What's a while longer," responded Eric with a shrug, before pulling out his phone and inputting an order to Mary forcing her to stay in the bath until he let her out. Then he deleted the rule from Ali's list that stopped her from being able to see Imae.

"AH! Where'd she come from?!" Yelped Ali upon suddenly being able to see the Japanese beauty behind Eric.

"She can see me now?" Imae asked quietly.

"Yeah, the one who I didn't want knowing you were here is apparently in the bath," Eric said, "Ali, this is Imae, the newest addition to my slaves. Imae, this is Ali, the top slave of my little harem. You are to follow any orders you receive from her unless they contradict an order I have given you. My orders can override hers, of course."

Imae bowed, saying, "Pleasure to meet you Mistress."

Shaking off the surprise of a girl seemingly teleporting in front of her, Ali responded, "Pleasure to meet you too."

Eric walked over to the couch in the living room, beckoning his slaves to follow. He sat down and said, "Ali, use Imae to your pleasure, as long as you can continue to speak freely. I want you to explain how you managed to succeed on our little bet."

"Yes Master," Ali said, looking around the room. She walked over to a lounge chair, spread her legs and told Imae, "Eat me out slave."

As Ali began explaining how she had gotten Mary on a leash eating her out, starting with her subtle powerplay, and ending with her cutting off Mary's obvious attempt to end things by fingering the scarlet haired girl's clit. The explanation was occasionally interrupted by moans from Imae's attentions.

"What happened after that?" Asked Eric, his dick rock hard as he watched.

"Well, we cleaned up, and she had dinner. I think she knew I would have told her to do it anyways, so she decided to volunteer to try and keep some control. After we ate, we went to sleep, and when we woke up, she made us breakfast, and then went off to the bath. She's been wearing minimal clothes ever since we fucked, and has obviously been very wet. In my opinion it's only a matter of time before she comes crawling back for more."

Eric nodded along and said, "Very good. You know, I think you've earned yourself an orgasm. Cum."

In response to his order, Ali let out a loud moan, convulsed, and started squirting onto Imae. The Japanese slave girl did her best to catch the squirts of girl cum, but her face, hair, and top were all covered in it.

When Ali finished cumming she looked down at Imae and said, "Well, that top's gonna need a wash. Actually, just take your top and shorts off, you won't need them as a slave."

Imae nodded, said, "Yes Mistress," and stripped them off, before standing attention in nothing but her orange thigh high stockings.

"Master, you have amazing taste," Ali said, standing up and inspecting the slightly shorter girl. She pinched Imae's nipple, eliciting a soft moan, and whispered, just loud enough so that Eric could hear, "I think we should thank our master, don't you?"

Imae nodded and turned to look at Eric, who said with a grin, "Alright then, if you insist. Both of you get over here and start sucking my dick."

As Imae squealed with excitement, Ali nodded saying, "Yes Master," before glancing at Imae's blatant glee and quickly adding, "Thank you for this privilege."

Getting on her knees before him, Ali unzipped her master's pants, pulling out his erect cock, and licking its shaft. Imae scooted in next to her, and took his balls in her mouth, flicking them with her tongue.

After coating it with her tongue, Ali took its full length in her mouth, pressing her lips around its base, wrapping her tongue around its girth on the way down, and flicking around to coil the other direction as she pulled back.

Eric groaned as he watched two gorgeous slaves worship his cock. As she felt his dick twitching, approaching orgasm, she pulled Imae off of his balls, and into a kiss with his cock in between them. Their tongues darted above and below his flesh as they slid up and down his length.

Right before he blew his load, the girls stopped right over the end of his dick, kissing both its head, and each other, as he began spraying cum into their open mouths, over their faces, and onto their chests.

After he finished cumming, Ali swallowed, licking her lips of the cum she could reach, then licked cum off of Imae's lips as well, before ordering, "Clean your Mistress slave."

Imae happily obliged, leaning, and licking Eric's cum off of Ali's face, neck, and breasts, not stopping until there wasn't a trace of it left, except for the glean of saliva on her skin and top. The site almost made Eric hard all over again.

"Good girl," Ali said, standing up, "Master, your sister pet may be getting confused soon if she has issues getting out of the bath."

Sighing, Eric stretched, and then said, "Unfortunately, you're probably right. Imae, clean up, I'm gonna go change so she doesn't question the state of my clothes."

Nodding, Imae scraped some of the cum off of her tit, putting it in mouth and sucking her finger clean. Ali reach down, pinched her nipple, and pulled her up, saying "Not what he meant slut," with a smile, before scraping some of the cum off as well, and doing the same.

Blushing, Imae said, "Of course Mistress," before going over to gather her discarded clothes, and asking, "Master, where should I put my clothes?"

"Just put them back in your suitcase for now, I'll carry it up while you clean up the stains from Ali's reward."

This time it was Ali who blushed, looking at the stains on the carpet where Imae had eaten her to orgasm. Then she glanced to where she had been sitting while sucking Eric's dick, and breathed a sigh of relief that she hadn't dripped onto the carpet there as well.

"Master, do you have any orders for me about Mary?" asked Ali, refocusing, rubbing a hand down one of her arms.

"So far you're doing excellently my pet. Just continue with what you're doing for now, and I'll check in later."

Ali nodded, then turned, setting off up the stairs, before groaning, putting her hand to her head, and falling down as one of her legs buckled under her. Eric rushed over, barely catching her before she crashed into the hardwood floor.

Mary

Sitting in a hot bath, Mary groaned, as aches ran through her muscles, and a migraine burned through her skull. She ran a trembling hand through her hair, rubbing her runny nose at the same time.

"Ahhhh.... I want some fucking heroin..." She groaned in pain. Trying to pull herself out of the bathtub to go to her stash, her arms suddenly spasmed and dropped her back in with a splash.

As she felt the need to vomit, she heard a hard rap at the door, and then heard a loud voice from the other side, saying "Mary, are you okay?"

Recognizing the voice of her brother, Mary groaned. He wouldn't be any help, best case scenario he would laugh at the idea that she might be trying to quit, then leave her alone until she managed to get herself to her room and take a hit. She was surprised when she heard the door open, and looked over to see her brother entering the bathroom.

"What the hell are you doing!?" She tried to yell, getting cut off halfway through by a piercing shot of pain running through her head.

"Ali just tried to come up here to check on you and just fucking collapsed on the stairs. If I had to guess, I would say you two decided to try and quit heroin, and neither of you two fucking told me."

Mary sat their confused as Eric came over, and unplugged the drain in the tub, causing the bath water to drain out very quickly. Eric reached in, and grabbed Mary's arm, pulling it over his shoulder's, helping her stand up and get out of the tub.

Dumbfounded at the apparent kindness Eric was showing her, Mary stumbled on the ground, falling onto Eric, pressing her wet, naked chest into her brothers shirt. He reached down, and picked her up in a princess carry. She instinctively put her arms around his neck and buried her head against his chest.

Eric carried his naked dripping sister out of the bathroom into her bedroom, and laid her down on a towel he had laid out on her floor. He left her alone for a moment, before coming back with a different towel, and a hair dryer.

Setting the hair dryer aside, he softly ran the towel down her body, drying off her naked flesh. When the towel went over her breasts and cunt, she had to suppress moans, suddenly thinking about what her brother could do to her in this situation, if he wanted to. For whatever reason, that thought aroused her even more.

When he finished drying her body, he folded up the towel, and put it under her neck. He then started blow drying her hair, keeping the dryer on a very lower power setting to avoid hurting her ears. Once her hair was dry, he picked her up again and carried her to her bed, softly depositing her on the mattress, before pulling the blanket over her.

"I'll be back in a little bit with some food and water. If you need to throw up, I brought a bucket up," Eric said, pointing to a bucket he had left right next to her bed, with a trash bag in it.

"Thank you..." Mary muttered, blushing slightly and looking away. Eric nodded and walked out the door, pulling it closed behind him.

After Eric left, Mary's mind drifted back to the thoughts that had invaded her mind earlier. Her brother holding her weakened arms down, kicking her legs apart, and forcing his dick into her vulnerable cunt. As she thought about it, her hand drifted down to her pussy, and started rubbing her clit, the fantasy taking over.

Ali

Ali laid on the bed of the guest bedroom, leaning against Imae's naked flesh as the other slave massaged her shoulders. After she had fallen down, Master had set her up in the guest bedroom, and Imae had gotten her out of her clothes and started helping her. Ali groaned and said, "Thank you Imae, you're amazing."