AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“What you must understand, my dear,” Master Hendryk said in a light, almost teasing tone, “is that Candy can’t help but think of herself as a real girl, while at the same time knowing she’s not.”
Candy let out a long, deep moan that almost turned into a wail by the time she ran out of breath and fell into silence. Her knees bounced more and more quickly.
“See how hard a time she’s having coming, now?” Master Hendryk asked. “Her body’s exhausted from all the orgasms she had during her punishment, just the way yours would be.”
His right hand rose. I cried out with fear, into Candy’s ceaselessly moving bottom, before I felt the spank and heard it echo off the bathroom walls, and then I whimpered at the pain and the need that followed it. This slow spanking seemed somehow even more brutal than our master’s usual cruelly businesslike rhythm, when he clearly wanted to make a girl he owned feel as much pain as possible.
I remembered how he had told me last night at the auction that punishment was always sexual for him. I thought of his cock, of how it felt inside me and of how hard it seemed to get when he punished a girl. A shudder of helpless arousal went through my limbs as the memory of my master’s hardness thrusting painfully in the tight ring of my anus met the sensation of his right hand returning to my bottom and my pussy.
“That’s why Candy will help me so much as I train you to serve my cock, Renee. They went easy on you at the Institute because they seem to have thought you were an angel.”
CHAPTER14
Renee
Oh, no.The thought Master Hendryk had placed in my mind, the idea that I had been wrong—that Master G had been wrong—about me… it made me push my backside up and out against his big hand, as if my body were trying to show him how angelic I could be.
Iaman angel. I’m obeying my owner’s shameful command to go down on another girl right now, aren’t I?
I found myself planting little kisses on Candy’s needy clit, trying to make her understand too—that even though it felt so degrading to have to pleasure her this way, still I liked it because our master wanted to see me do it.
Iaman angel.
Last night… and this morning, with Candy… when I felt rebellious… when my master had to cane me… that’s because… because…
Because I knew I wasn’t really an angel—any more than Candy was really a submissive girl. Meaning… meaning… we bothwerethose things, but alsonot…
I kissed and kissed because I wanted to be an angel, and I wanted Candy to be real. I rubbed my nose between her bottom-cheeks, up against the tiny dimple of her anus. I whimpered in submission, trying to tell Master Hendryk and Candy herself how thoroughly I could give myself to the will of the man who had purchased me for his pleasure.
Those little kisses somehow sent Candy over the edge into her orgasm—a climax that seemed completely real: her cries and spasms, the way her smooth, slick pussy clenched in my face and her bottom squirmed lewdly… how she pushed her hot red ass-cheeks back against my nose as if trying to engulf me completely in that obscene, forced caress… how her knees bounced and her back arched… all of it served to convince me of her reality as a wanton young woman in need of a firm-handed man like Master Hendryk to train her to his will.
And all of it seemed to confirm that I wasn’t defiant, or rebellious, or even slightly bratty. I had obeyed my master. I had licked and kissed, with my face in my bed sister’s well-spanked bottom. Yes, Master Hendryk had spanked my pussy, but that just came from confusion… from the newness of it.
I felt his hand on my bottom move just a little—not so as to stimulate me as I so desperately needed, but just to shift his grip slightly. I felt my brow furrow deeply. With a little moan I pushed back, trying to show how good and submissive I could be… trying to show in that literal way how well I understood that he had taken me in hand—my bottom and my pussy and all the rest of me.
“You may let go of your ankles, Candy,” Master Hendryk said. Then he asked, “Would you like to watch me fuck Renee?” His tone was light and pleasant, as if he had just suggested that we all watch a movie together.
I felt my face go hot, and the equilibrium I had seemed to find just a moment before, the feeling that yes, I was an angel and yes, Candy was a real girl—or perhaps that both those things had enough truth in them to work for me—that feeling that I could do what the Institute had trained me to do here in the home of my harsh master, seemed to vanish in the blink of an eye. I didn’t know why, either; I had been made to have sex in front of other girls, or to watch them have sex with Master G or another of the trainers, dozens of times. Just the night before, Master Hendryk had fucked me in front of at least fifty people.
But again the unexpected strangeness of having been bought by this frightening man, and joining this unusual household where I had not an ordinary bed sister but an artificial one, seemed to bring out an unexplored part of me. I knew how I should have reacted… how Iwouldhave reacted in Master G’s training room if he had asked one of the other girls in my group if she’d like to watch him fuck me. Nevertheless, despite how yielding I had shown myself only a moment ago, I stiffened, and drew back from Candy’s warm backside, and just as she started to say, “Yes, please, Master,” I said, “Oh, no… please… send her away.”
Master Hendryk’s hand tightened on my bottom and pussy so hard that I cried out. I fell forward, catching myself on my hands and knees as Candy stood up and then hastily stepped back a little so that I wouldn’t collide with her.
“Master,” Candy said, her voice meek, “Renee spoke sharply to me, before we got in the shower. I thought you should know.”
I turned my head to look up at her, my eyes and mouth wide with horror.
“Thank you, Candy,” Master Hendryk said. His right hand had stayed between my legs. The left one came lightly around my throat, stroking softly. “Renee needs training, doesn’t she?”
“Oh, God,” I whispered, and I swallowed hard. My heart had started to jump with fear.
“Yes, Master,” Candy said, nodding. “Do you think you should give her a punishment fucking? In her little bottom? I’d like to watch that!”
“Candy!” Master Hendryk said, his voice suddenly sounding truly surprised. “What’s gotten into you?”
I had closed my eyes and lowered my head at the touch of my owner’s hand on the sensitive skin of my throat, but I had to look up at Candy again then, because I needed to know how she responded to Master Hendryk’s sharp question. She had a puzzled little frown on her face.
“I don’t know, Master,” she said. “Wouldn’t a real girl want to see her bed sister learn a lesson for being mean?”
