actually it is very hot when you confidently and brazenly demand your maid to do humiliating things despite her strength and capability to fold and break you in a moment and for her to do gleefully do these things because God yes fucking finally treat me like a volatile and dangerous toy see what happens
moaning and squirming and crying and panting and begging me to slow down and scratching my back and biting my neck and calling me a pervert brute sicko faggot newly discovering and praying to God begging for forgiveness and becoming an apostate going limp and glassy eyed and when I'm finally hilt deep in her she swallows her pooled drool and breathlessly asks "is it in yet? ♡"
the credits rolled a while ago. you've cleaned up and taken time to cool down. you'll have to clean the couch tomorrow, in all likelihood, but that's a problem for Tomorrow Penny. Right Now Penny wants to take her sister to bed. Lena passed out while you and Sarah cleaned up, her hand still in her pants. you kneel in front of her and rest your head on her leg, staring up at her face lovingly. she stirs, her eyes opening blearily. you smile.
“hey, love. do you wanna go to bed?”
“mm… i guess… kinda wanted to… do something else, actually…”
Sarah appears from behind you, her hand finding your hair and running through it gently, absently. you go a little absent. “want me to show you something fun?”
“with… with Penny?”
“mhm. i wanna show her big sister how good this puppy can be - if you know how tug on her collar just right.”
“collar?? oh this i have to see, if only for blackmail material.”
you whine, trying to pull away from Sarah's hand, but it stays firm in your hair, now tugging, keeping you pressed to your sister's leg. thoughts of escape leave you, and you nuzzle into Lena's leg a little more. Sarah makes a pleased noise, and Lena's hand comes up to your face to cradle your cheek.
“don't worry, babygirl. you know i'm just kidding. i'd never hurt you.”
you smile and sigh gently. “love you…”
“love you too.”
“she's so cute like this, and all it took was my hand in her hair,” Sarah gloats. “wanna go back to her room? that's where her collar is, and a couple other toys…”
“i- i guess…” your sister sounds suddenly uncertain.
Sarah tugs on your hair, then lets go. you shake your head, still a little hazy, and push yourself to a stand. Sarah is gone quickly, surely already in your room and getting prepared. you're still standing by the couch. your sister stands up too, in your space and far too close for you to stay in total control. you lean into her space gently, but she keeps you from falling into her completely with a carefully placed hand.
“Lena?” you whisper, your lips ghosting over her ear. “you okay?”
“i… i don't think i can share you, Pen-Pen,” you flush at the nickname, and your big sister takes the unwitting prompt to finally lean in, grabbing at your sides and your hips, her mouth, her teeth, finding your neck and leaving marks. you shiver happily, and your sister growls, “my little sister.”
you whine into her neck even as you press a gentle kiss there. she hums back at you. “don't worry, love,” you tell her, “i'm still yours, because you're my big sister. always and forever.”
she sighs into you, relaxing and resting her head in your neck. “always and forever.”
>-<
the first words out of Sarah's mouth when you enter your own bedroom are “sit.”
the command doesn't register, and you go to sit on the bed. she makes a tsk sound and says “no, puppy… i meant sit.”
this time, there's a distinct click, and you drop to the floor with your legs folded up on either side of you.
“holy shit.”
Sarah smirks, her hand coming to rest in your hair, not tugging yet, but there all the same. you don't bother resisting the urge to moan.
“good girl," she says, letting her fingers curl and tug at your hair. another click, “beg.”
words have always been a conscious effort for you. you've always struggled to pick and choose exactly what to say and how to say it, an expenditure of energy you're not always conscious of but nonetheless always in debt to. but you've been trained well, and at the sound of the clicker and Sarah's command your hands come up in a beggar's pose and the words start to spill from your lips absent of conscious thought, “pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease”
you lean forward, seeking Sarah, but her hand in your hair keeps you in place with a tug that causes you to stutter and slur; you still keep muttering “pleasepleaseplease," your eyes darting between Sarah and Lena rapidly.
“so what… how does this work?”
Sarah laughs, and you smile faintly. “the clicker just makes a click noise. but i've trained this puppy to respond to it. if i just click it…”
click!
you flinch, stuttering again, staring up at Sarah through droopy, lidded eyes.
“good girl…"
you smile and perk up excitedly.
“c'mere.”
your focus is locked onto Sarah beside you. dimly you register your sister approaching from your other side.
“we've been working on this one for a long time. Penny, baby, do you want to show your sister how good you really are?”
you nod frantically.
“such a good puppy. such a-” click! “dumb puppy!”
your eyes lose focus, and you go slack. Sarah is already there, grabbing and supporting you. she's sturdy underneath you even despite your relative bulk. you sink into her, and she purrs into your ear. “good girl…”
“she- dumb?” you shiver a little when your sister says it. “she lets you call her that?”
her words, her tone, she's worried about you. you smile and nuzzle into Sarah's shoulder.
“mmhmmm… she cried when i said it the first time. but i reminded her that she's such a brilliant puppy, and she works so hard, and doesn't she deserve to turn her brain off now and then?”
you make a happy noise, pressing kisses to Sarah's neck. Lena's breath hitches, and your hand reaches out thoughtlessly, searching for her.
“here. she likes when you play with her. lemme show you.”
Sarah pushes you back until you're sitting up, supporting your own weight, then grabs you by the chin, her whole hand finding purchase and turning your head until you're facing her. “such a-” click! “dumb puppy for me. you want me to play with you?”
you open your mouth to say “yes,” but get interrupted by Sarah's thumb slipping into your mouth. instead you moan, high and needy.
“see? she's so perfectly pliable. c'mere, Lena, try it. grab her.”
Sarah's hand leaves, and you lurch after it, trying to maintain the contact. her other hand comes up and presses into your chest to stop you in your tracks. you whine.
“fuck… hey, babygirl… you want me to- you wanna be a dumb puppy for me?”
you nod, the movement shaking your entire body, the bed squeaking beneath you, “pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease”
“good beg…” Sarah presses her lips to your shoulder, but stays at a distance.
you whine, reaching for her again, but your wrist gets caught. “no, baby… it's my turn. she got to play with you earlier, now it's my turn.” you turn to your sister, eyes wide, and fall into her. she grunts, but keeps both of you upright for the moment. one of her hands leaves you briefly, then comes back.
click!
you don't know how you know that it comes from your sister. but you do. you shudder against her. in your peripheral vision you see Sarah recline into your pillows with a satisfied smile. you lock eyes with her, and she smiles. “go ahead. i wanna watch your big sister fuck you.”
you shiver, pressing yourself into Lena even harder. her hands are, at first, uncertain but gentle. she tries to push you upright, but you don't take the hint, too used to Sarah treating you like a toy.
like she's reading your mind, Sarah chirps up “like you mean it, Lena. she won't move unless you move her.”
you feel Lena smile against the side of your head. “like when we slept in the same bed as kids, before you let me sleep on top of you. no amount of poking or asking would get you to move… only…” the hand on your chest pushes harder, “a firm hand.”
you whimper as you're moved bodily backward, until you're sitting on your own folded legs. your head rolls back, but you manage to have enough presence of mind to catch it and keep your head up straight. more or less. you're still looking up at your sister through hazy, lidded eyes. she looks back at you with awe.
“it's really that easy, huh? i should have known you'd be a good toy for me. you were always so good at listening to instructions.” she shifts closer to you on the bed, and you brighten up, excited. a lazy, blissful smile lifts the corners of your mouth unconsciously. “such a-” click! “good puppy for your big sister.”
you flinch happily, managing to stay upright even as you get painfully hard. you start to grab at your pants, trying to get them off, but you hesitate when Sarah shifts and tells Lena “click it twice and say ‘paws’. should be a good time.”
click! click!
“paws?”
despite the uncertainty in your sister's voice the trigger still activates, one of the strongest Sarah's given you, and suddenly you find that your fingers are curled loosely, tucked away where you can't use them. you know, somewhere deep in your mind, that you still can. of course you can. but you don't want to. because your sister told you you have paws; of course you have paws. perfect little paws for your sister.
you whine, pawing at your pants pathetically. Lena smirks, getting even closer to you. “mmmmm, poor puppy. can't get your pants off with those big, clumsy paws? need me to undress you? fuck, do you know how often i've fantasized about that?”
she grabs the hem of your shirt and commands you “up.” your arms shoot up, “good girl,” and she pulls your shirt the rest of the way off.
“when we were in high school… i used to touch myself thinking about grabbing you like this.” then she starts tugging at your pants, and you lift up so she can start pulling them down over your ass. she grabs your legs, lifting you with her whole hand, spreading your legs so she can pull your pants, and your panties, the rest of the way off. “about stripping you down, pretty and vulnerable and hard for me. you're the only reason i ever thought i was straight, i'm so glad you proved me wrong babygirl…”
you fall back as she finally pushes you, naked and erect, backwards and into Sarah's arms. she wastes no time, immediately nibbling at your neck. you groan happily and look up at your sister, pleading with your eyes.
“oh poor dumb puppy… she's so desperate for me, isn't she?”
you nod vigorously, excited, begging her without words to just fucking touch you already.
finally, at long last, she leans forward, planting her hands on your chest and crawling onto you. your cock, hard but laying against your stomach, gets pinned between you. you can feel how wet your sister is, slick against you, making you whine and buck up into her. she shudders, pressing your harder into Sarah, who hums appreciatively and bites you harder.
“beg for me, puppy…”
“please! pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease…”
“good girl! tell Sarah how bad you want me.”
you turn your head into Sarah's, trying to look up at her but only succeeding in crossing your eyes. you beg, “please Sarah please can my sister fuck me please i want her to fuck me so bad i wanna fill her up pleasepleasepleaseSarahplease!”
“mmm, good girl. fuck your sister, baby.”
you buck harder up into your sister, sending her bouncing. she yelps, “fuck, babygirl!” click! “stay!”
you go rigid, whining needily. “shhhh, it's okay…”
your sister reaches beneath her, grabbing your cock with a soft hand and lining it up with her cunt just like the first time you fucked. you want to snap your hips up into her, bury your cock deep inside her. a low growl starts to build in your throat. your sister gasps as she slowly lowers herself further and further until your cockhead is resting inside her.
“such a good puppy, so patient for me. can you keep being good for me? i wanna ride you, babygirl."
you groan in ecstasy as your big sister lowers herself further and further, filling herself up with your cock. your eyes roll back, and Sarah bites you harder. you can feel her grinding against your back, a wet spot of slick that drives you even crazier. you barely have to move, your sisters providing all the motion and friction you need. it doesn't take you long to cum inside your sister. she keeps moving, but she's trembling.
you paw at Sarah and whine. “please can i… please…”
she grins against your neck. “awww, is your big sister getting tired? you wanna take charge?” she brings her hand up to cup Lena's cheek. “you've done so good, pretty thing. now Penny gets to have her fun, okay?”
Lena, tired and losing steam, nods faintly, “okAY-!” she yelps as you surge upward and push her onto her back.
“it's okay, it's okay, i'll take care of you. i'll fuck you like you want, love, it's okay. relax, it's okay,” you mutter to your sister, over and over. you bury yourself as deep as you can inside her, rocking your hips back and forth slowly.
from behind you you can hear Sarah fucking herself with her fingers. your sister starts begging “pleasepleasepleasePennypleasefuckplease!” so you speed up.
click!
you flinch, stuttering in your normally even pace, but pound into your sister even harder, your own brain emptying out as you empty out into her again. but she hasn't cum yet, so you keep going, one hand snaking between you to reach down to her pussy. with your fingers rubbing on her clit it doesn't take long for your big sister to finally tip over the edge that she had been building to. you cum one final time, joining your sister as a moaning, groaning mess on the bed.
after a minute, you reach out your hand blindly in vaguely Sarah's direction. she makes a happy noise and joins the cuddle pile. you groan again, pressure on you from both sides making your brain go a little fuzzy with satisfaction.
the princess is not "panel 2 bait"!!!! although.... let's just stay on this panel for a little while longer. no need to move to the next one. and don't worry about the whining noises those don't signify anything at all
Yes of course your highness. I bring you the Vizier's wallet instead so she can pay for your parasocial irresponsible habits because that will be a funny conversation next month
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