Apology

The moment the door closed Feena started to giggle. “You have quite the amusing master, Cass.”

“Not how I would refer to him”, I grumbled. “So, put me up to speed. How’s Ojou planning to handle this?”

Feena smiled. It was a sly smile. One, she only reserved for the three of us. “You mean your atonement?”

“Fuck off with that shit. I’m talking about the cunt. The cunt’s got a Dark Lord as a ****! The fuck you’re doing about this?”

Instead of answering, Feena went to the bar and casually started mixing a drink. She was pretty good at it. Cocktail mixing was drilled into her as part of Feena’s training. “For now, I believe we are monitoring the situation closely and see how it develops.”

“Yeah right.” As if I buy that. “Ojou should have taken care of the cunt years ago. The moment she showed her ugly face in Rasheul again you should have killed the cunt.”

“Ojou has her own way of dealing with things”, Feena stated and handed me the glass. “Drink.”

Didn’t need to order me for that.

“Your master is quite nice”, Feena stated. “Smart but not too smart with a strong moral compass, but not so strong that he can’t be swayed with the proper incentive. Easy on the eyes too as a bonus.”

I just worked on my drink.

Feena watched me with a smile. “Guys like these are ridiculously easy to manipulate. You really lucked out in that regard.”

“No, if I had really lucked out I wouldn’t be in this shitty position”, I spat back.

“I suppose”, Feena shrugged and took a big gulp from her glass right away. “Not doing your due diligence was stupid. The witch was approaching your bright-eyed puppy of a master on at least two occasions. Both times with numerous witnesses. You got sloppy, Cass.”

“Sloppy?”, I glared at her. “You have a lot of nerve calling me that after I just saved Ojou’s pasty ass a few days ago.”

“I’d argue we both safety that ass”. Feena gave back with a smile. “I’m not denying that Ojou got sloppy too. Seems that recently I was the only one who didn’t screw up.”

“So, were actually discussing the cunt issue or are you just spending the day gloating at me?”

“I think neither is on the agenda today. I believe this is the part where I have some fun with you?”

Shit.

“Let’s see…”, she rolled her glass, apparently deep in thought. “You can start by getting naked.”

I rolled my eyes and began undressing myself.

“Oh and make it sexy.”

“Very creative”, I grumbled and started to put on a bit of a show, swaying my hips and shaking my butt as I was shedding my clothes.

Feena watched me, with a slight flush creeping up on her face. But I knew it was fake. Despite asking me to perform an erotic striptease, she derives no pleasure from this. As expected of the greatest deceiver however she is certainly capable of faking it.

My own arousal was not fake. Knowing that she was watching me got to me quite a bit. Feena and Ojou are the only people I’m still physically attracted to. Course we didn’t start our relationship lusting after each other. That’s another present we can thank our loving Daddy for.

Fuck it. Might as well put some effort into it. I was trained for this. I know I was good. Let’s get this bitch horny.

“Are you still into this baby thing?”, Feena asked.

“Yeah”, I confirmed when I was down to my underwear. “Hard to get it out of your system. Not after all that conditioning.”

Feena nodded and chugged the rest of her drink. “Same with me. Being a pain slut is not easy.”

I smirked. I have it pretty bad but that’s nothing compared to Feena. The only way she can feel any arousal is through pain. I threw my black panties at her face “Want me to give you a spanking?”

Feena gingerly removed said panties and gave them a long sniff. “No, I might be a masochist, but that doesn’t mean I can’t give back just as much. Since, I have you naked, I like you to get very, very horny.”

“Nice.” Right away my body started to heat up significantly more. It was fairly effective as well, but I had plenty of experience with handling this level of arousal. “Can’t do it without this crutch?”

She laughed. “Want me to bust the diapers out? Sorry, I’m not into that.”

“You didn’t block my masturbation”, I commented. I could just use my cheat, but that felt like admitting defeat.

“You can masturbate if you want”, Feena continued. “But if you do, all you can think about is how superior you are to me. And how much you want to hurt me.”

“Fucking masochist”, I sneered. “Guess I just stomach.”

“Can you?” Feena went up and gently stroked my pussy. “This thing here says otherwise.”

“Bitch, who do you think you’re talking to?”

“Cassandra Sama, my beloved older sister.”

“Don’t call me older” I growled down at her. “For all we know you’re the oldest.”

“Orgasm lock”, Feena commanded. She then went down on me and started to lick.

I let out sharp hiss and exhaled deeply. I pulled her hair as a reward. Feena only acknowledged it with a grunt. I had to hand it to her, she was good at what she did. All three of us are taught in the way of pleasuring, but Feena was always the most skilled. No wonder Ojou keeps her as basically a pet. It’s the perfect symbiotic relationship. Feena derives pleasure from pain. Ojou derives pleasure from giving pain.

As for myself...

Anyways, back to my ever growing arousal. Knowing full well it will do fuck all I still shoved Feena deeper into my pussy. It did absolutely nothing but at least I can make her suffer a bit that way.

But then again, Feena didn’t even seem to react to it and diligently kept up her licking. Fuhuck...I definitely had worse but even for me, this wasn’t exactly something I could just shrug off. Feena knew exactly where to lick as well.

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Eventually we landed on the couch, where Feena slowly and methodically continued her pleasure ****.

“Fuck me. How long is that supposed to go on?”, I eventually asked. “I won’t get any hornier, you know.”

Feena took a few more licks, then looked up towards me. “Will you apologize?”

This again.

I’m getting really fucking tired of this shit.

“The fuck would that accomplish?”, I asked.

“Punch me.”

I immediately hit Feena in the face. Feena responded to it with a pleasant moan.

“You tell me”, Feena grunted and went back to licking as if my punch was nothing to her. “Oh, almost forgot it. I want that you reminiscence about our childhood before Don.”

From all the fucked up things…

So while Feena continued the process of not getting me off my mind was **** to went back to when we where little girls just trying to survive on the streets.

“You want to give me a fetish for kids or something?”, I asked. “What’s that gonna accomplish?”

But Feena simply stared at me and then continued licking.

Shit….

Fuck….

Shit!

“S-stop it”, I grunted. “Stop it!”

Feena stopped.

“Punch me.”

I did.

“Again.”

I did.

“Harder.”

This time I put some actually weight into it.

“Pun…”

“STOP!”, I screamed. “STOP IT!”

She did.

I was fucking shaking, barely able to keep thinking straight. My mind was a complete mess.

Feena merely stared at me. Her face was already pretty rough. And she was flushed. This time the arousal was real but that amount of pain won’t even be able to get her to an orgasm.

She merely looked at me.

She looked at me.

And asked me to believe.

Believe? Believe in what?

Beyond that question she remained silent. What the fuck do you mean believe? My mind was too overloaded for this cryptic bullshit.

“I…” I gritted my teeth. “I don’t want to….these memories….I don’t want to…”

Feena smiled. And gently embraced me. “Cass…” And then she cuddled me. “Do you still not get it?”

Great. Fucking psycho bullshit. I knew it. “What...is there to get?”

“I can’t tell you.”

“Because Ojou ordered you.”

Feena shook her head and gently cradled me. “You are the slowest of us, which is why you tend to overthink things that are in reality very, very simple. Believing suits you much better.”

“I'm sorry, it's just, you are a bit of a moron.”

“Fuck you”, I snarled. “If I’m that stupid how about you just fucking tell me?”

Feena softly shook her head. “We both agreed that this is something you have to figure out on your own. We gave you plenty of hints, you know.”

Yep, psychological **** it is then. I’m supposed to wrack my brain about what Ojou could possibly want when in truth she just wants to see me suffer.

Feena sighed and smiled at me. “For someone so smart, you sure can be a dummy.”

“Shut it”, I growled. “Get me fucking off already.”

“You first.”

Hopefully, Daddy ends this shitshow soon.