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Sins of the Daughter (Master Machiavelli & Angel216)

Aeric smiled as his new slave rapidly moved into the position exactly as he'd commanded. She was doing very well so far and he wanted to reward her for such good behavior, but still she continued to mumble her responses. He stood and moved around behind her, watching to see if she would resist the urge to look up to see what he was doing. There seemed to be a disconnect between her body and her mind. He would teach her that only by shedding all of her reservations, all of her inhibitions would she truly be able to experience the pleasure of transforming into his slave.

“You are doing very well, my little slave.” He praised her as he stood behind her and slid his hand over one breast and then the other, teasing each of her gorgeous pink nipples in turn. He knew the effect it would have on his sister in her already excited state. “But I think that you are still holding back on me.” He slid his index finger in a slow circle around her nipple as he listened to her breathe, stoking the coals of passion within her.

“You haven’t yet truly accepted me as your master. I’ve already told you once that you need to speak clearly when you answer me, and yet still you mumble. Unacceptable.” His fingers closed around her nipple, pinching it firmly, showing her that he could as easily inflict pain as pleasure. He lifted his hand slowly, intensifying the pain in doing so, and demonstrating his dominance over her. “Your body shows it’s willingness to give me dominion over it, but your mind… it still resists.”

“I expect nothing less than your complete submission.” Aeric told her as he turned loose her breast and his finger slowly traced around her nipple, soothing it as he did so. “In this position, with your legs spread, arms behind your back you demonstrate that every inch of you is accessible for me to use, whenever, wherever and however I may require. Your pleasure comes at my discretion. You may not pleasure yourself or bring yourself to climax without my permission. You may ask me to allow you to touch yourself or cum, but my decision is final and I will not be questioned by a slave.” Aeric used the word over and over again. The more she heard it, the more it would take root in her mind and the easier the transition would be for her. He moved back around to the chair and sat slowly before continuing.

“In time you will come to crave my touch and feel yourself grow wet between your thighs as you desire nothing more than to please me. When you’ve shed all of your inhibitions, fear and reluctance and concentrate instead on doing your best in every way that you can to serve me faithfully… then you will find the true pleasure of being my slave.” He sat back in the chair before continuing.

"Now slave, look up at your master. Do you understand what I've told you?”
 
Helen saw his shadow that had been cast over her stand up and she heard his footsteps, circle behind her as she trembled slightly. She wanted to look up, to see what he was doing, but she managed to fight the urge off as she bit her bottom lip hard and nodded slightly, flushing a deep red. She felt him caress her breast, kneading her nipples as she let out a soft moan, the fire flaring and the coals burning deep inside her. She moaned out softly as she felt his fingers close on her nipple and pinching it, pulling it upward. She yelped and whimpered in pain, still looking down as she trembled, wishing he would stop. Then, he did, his finger soothing the sore, throbbing nipple by circling it as she moaned out again.

She trembled again as she listened to him, wishing she didn't have to be his slave, but knew that now she had no choice as she nodded in understanding. She did understand as she felt him move back to the chair and sit back down in it after he had explained and talked to her. She looked up, still flushed with humiliation as she nodded and said, "Yes Master, I..I understand." She couldn't help when a bit of a stutter left her, but she tried her best to be clear when she was speaking to him.
 
Aeric smiled, enjoying the reaction his touch had upon his little sister...his slave. He was new to all of this, but as he delved deeper into the depths of his own mind, his path became clearer. She nodded and said the words, stilted- but there nonetheless. But did she understand? Or was she simply telling him what she thought he wanted to hear. Her moans were music to his ears, as were her cries of pain. He would learn to mix the two and Helen would learn to take pleasure from both. The thought of it made him smile all the more.

The aroma of her arousal filled the air and Aeric breathed it in softly as his turgid member ached for release. "Do you want to cum slave?" He asked her. "Pleasure yourself then. I want to watch you bring yourself to the edge- but don't cum. Remember- that soaking wet virgin pussy nestled between your thighs is mine as is every inch of you."
 
Helen trembled and bit her bottom lip as he gave her the next command and asked a question. She had to think about it, but when she realized that her body ached for release, that she needed it and wanted it, she nodded. She swallowed hard as she reached down, closing her eyes, her cheeks burning with bright red humiliation as she spoke, "yes, Master." Slowly the walls in her mind were starting to crumble. She was accepting the fact that it was either this or death and she didn't want to die, so she was accepting being a slave to her brother as she started to rub herself, slowly going faster and harder and even delving fingers and dipping them inside of her, until she was on the edge. She whimpered, the need stronger than ever as she squirmed, opening her eyes as she withdrew her hand, though, her hand trembled and shook, and she had to resist the urge to relieve herself, to cum as she looked up at him, biting her lower lip as slowly she was pushed away from the edge and the coals of arousal died down, only simmering now.
 
Aeric smiled confidently to himself as his slave closed her eyes and began rubbing her sex as he'd commanded. Slowly at first and then faster and as her orgasm grew closer Aeric to see just how much her body craved it- desired the release which he now held the power to grant. His own sex craved release as well and he felt the ache beginning to grow in his full and heavy balls. Aeric pushed the feeling aside as Helen plunged her fingers in and out of herself, her tempo pushing her closer to crescendo. The soft sounds of desire which escaped her lips were divine and he stood as her eyes fluttered open and her hand slowed and slipped from between her thighs.

He knew that to allow her to cum now would deprive her an even more powerful orgasm later. That and Aeric wanted to excite his slave to the point that her mind would come to accept what her body was already telling her- he was her master, through submission and obedience she would experience the pleasures her master would administer.

Aeric stepped beside his pet, taking a handful of her hair and pulling her head back so that she was now looking up at him- the head of his long, thick and very hard cock tantalizingly close to her lips. His free hand slid down along her chest and her master found one of her eager nipples which he twisted lightly and pinched.

"Do you want to cum?" He asked. "Continue to play with yourself, as I decide whether or not to allow it" He said firmly as his hand traveled across her chest to tease and tweak Helen's other nipple. He let it go after a moment and slipped the tips of his pointer and middle finger between her lips and just into her mouth. "Imagine these are your master's cock...my cock as you play with your dripping pussy of mine." He let go of her hair and slowly began to stroke his member. "When I am through with you, you'll be begging me to fuck you, to let you cum."

The sound of Aeric's voice was low and thick now, matching their shared desire. "Think of how good it will feel to replace your fingers with your master's dick, how you can use your body and the tight walls of your pussy to please me." He was thoroughly enjoying himself now as he watched her. "Listen to your body- that's what you want, isn't it my beautiful slave?"
 
Helen swallowed hard as she watched him stand up and she trembled, though, not in fear, rather in anticipation. She knew that it was wrong, oh so wrong, but should she care anymore? Her body didn't care, it continued reacting, the physical bounds were broken and torn free and now it was just mental bounds that held her back. She felt him grab a handful of her hair and she gasped out as he tilted her head back. If she squirmed or pulled away it would just be more painful for her and she looked at his member and then at him, trembling again as she nodded. She didn't want to cum, she needed to cum, the glazed look in her eyes from the pleasure should have spoken for itself as she moaned out again when he pinched at her nipple, feeling it harden and swell, almost as if trying to reach out for his hand.

She reached back down, whimpering slightly, she needed to cum, and she didn't want to play with herself because the need would only deepen as she started to play with herself again, the fire flaring back up instantly, since she hadn't had much time to calm down from the impending climax. She was pushed to the edge again after only a few minutes and she moaned out as she felt him tweak her other nipple as she rubbed herself, her cheeks a dark red as she felt him slip two fingers into her mouth. She shuddered slightly as she played with herself, desperate for the need to cum as she trembled again and started to suck on his fingers, licking them and sucking on them.

Her eyes fluttered with need, desire, pleasure, and anticipation, it was true, her thoughts were drifting more and more towards the need to feel more, to, perhaps, have him buried deep inside her as she moaned out again and nodded, endorphins moving quickly to erase all logic from her mind, all immoralities and moralities as she moaned again, moving her fingers in and out and up and down and sucking and licking at his finger tips.
 
He allowed her to lick and suck his fingers as if they were his cock for a couple of minutes and enjoyed the moans which came from her more frequently. Satisfied, Aeric slipped his fingers from her mouth, slick with his slave's saliva and tormented her nipples again as he inched his body ever closer to her as she continued to kneel on the floor pleasuring herself. His cock stood proud, jutting outward from his firm body; it's thick head twitching with each beat of Aeric's heart. She was so close, he could sense it- the look in her eyes was unlike any he'd ever seen.

"Stop touching yourself." He said firmly as he stood over her and moved his hand away from her breasts. It took everything within him to regain control of himself. He looked into her eyes, "Close your eyes." He directed her, and when she had, Helen could hear him moving around her. His voice, commanding and direct burst from the silence. "Tell me what you desire- don't think- answer me now!"
 
Helen moaned out as he pulled his fingers from her mouth and pulled, tweaked and pinched her nipples as she moaned out again, squirming, her eyes glazing more as she felt as if she couldn't bear it anymore and would most certainly cum. She withdrew her hand as he uttered the command to stop and she trembled again, her body covered with a thin film of sweat had collected and now covered her body in a shining coat of wetness as she once again came down, whimpers leaving from her. She needed to cum so bad, needed the relief, the release as she closed her eyes. She yelped slightly at the sharp words and the harsh command as she murmured, her thoughts spilling from her mouth, "I....I desire to please you....Master....to....to Climax, Master, please."
 
Master smiled, Aeric was gone- and that was as it needed to be in order for them both to grow. Her obedience was an aphrodisiac to Master and with each small act of submission, his desire grew stronger.

"Go to the bed, on all fours." He directed her, his voice softening slightly. "And keep your ass up- show your Master how wet and ready you've gotten yourself for me." Master smiled as he stroked his cock slowly and waited for her to do as he told, adding "and once there, I want you to lie on your back, cross your ankles...hands over your head and close your eyes. Don't make me wait long."

Once she'd started towards the bed, Master found a couple of lengths of soft rope, well worn from years of use and a scarf which had belonged to their mother. Now, while her body was burning with desire and need, he would introduce new sensations, new forms of pleasure before he'd grant her the climax she so desperately desired.
 
Helen nodded, knowing she had no choice, still clouded with the pleasure she was feeling, she felt dread grip her as well. Was he just letting her go to bed? She didn't think so, but she knew that she shouldn't keep him waiting, and she flushed as she got down on her hands and knees, crawling towards her room, making sure to keep her back arched so that her ass was up in the air. She could feel him staring and she hated the sensation as she wished that he wasn't forcing her to be his slave with the blackmail of her going on death row. She shivered and got to her bed, as she laid down, crossing her ankles and pushing her hands over her head and crossing them at the wrists. She closed her eyes, trembling slightly, wondering what he was going to do.
 
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