Arc One: Teaching Tiffany

"As the head of Human Resources, you'll be in charge of making sure that my employees are happy- employees like your sister. Think about it, you'll be making money for doing a job that you want to do. Doesn't that sound better than working as a researcher?"

Tiffany still hesitated a predicament that confused you. You had changed her priority so that she held her sister's happiness over anything else. It was how you had gotten her to sleep with you in the first place. Now, you had sought to leverage that into getting her to agree to work for you.

Unlike Veronica, Tiffany didn't have any skills that were useful to you or your career goals. Thusly, you had decided to put her in a position that didn't have much in the way of work. You weren't sure what HR did in a normal organization. You were aware that it was the division that dealt with keeping employees happy, though. With your powers the division was unnecessary, making it the perfect place to put Tiffany.

You were expecting her to agree outright even if she had to drop out of college. The job would let her make sure that Veronica was happy, and that was what mattered most to her now. Instead, Tiffany appeared to be resisting. Curious why that was, you decided to ask her. "Do you have any problems with this?"

You had expected her to say something about college and had a pithy comeback on the tip of your tongue. What you got instead was, "Would it matter if I was the head of HR or not?"

You paused. "Come again?"

"Even if my sister did have problems, I wouldn't exactly be able to help, would I?" The frustration in her voice surprised you. "I've only had sex once- Veronica is loads more experienced. If she's having trouble with something, what am I supposed to do about it?"

You laughed- not because of what she said, but because of the opportunity, she presented you. You stood and offered her your hand. With a smile befitting of the devil, you told her to follow you.

"You did it."

Despite talking to you, Veronica didn't look away from her sister's nude form- a sister who was now blushing and doing her best to cover herself as Veronica ogled her. "John," Tiffany hissed. "You told me I wouldn't need my clothes."

"And you won't," you say flippantly. "Veronica will be joining us."

You thought it best to be blunt about it. You didn't expect Veronica to have any problems with this. You had already ensured that she would be looking forward to this as much as you. Tiffany on the other hand...

"What?" Tiffany looked at you, her wide eyes flickering between Veronica and yourself. She was looking for any sign that this was a joke.

It was as you had expected. **** was a social taboo, and the two of them were sisters. Without your powers, this would be the end of your dreams of having a threesome with the Devon sisters. With your powers, this was barely a speed bump.

"I've only had sex once- Veronica is loads more experienced. If she's having trouble with something, what am I supposed to do about it?" Tiffany grimaced as you echoed her words while Veronica smiled.

"Aww," Veronica cooed, "Is someone insecure? That's adorable."

Tiffany flushed and looked like she was struggling to find a reply. You decided to help her. "Veronica, she's your sister. You should support her." Tellingly, you didn't use your powers for that suggestion. You didn't wait for her reply. Instead, you turned back to Tiffany. "You wanted to help your sister, right? Well, there is no better teacher than Veronica for this. If you want to help her, this is the only way."

If it worked the way you had hoped, the command to prioritize Veronica's happiness and the latest command would intersect to ensure her compliance with needing to remove her aversion to ****. Tiffany's **** and hesitance would help support the dom/sub relationship that you were cultivating between the sisters.

As you had hoped, Tiffany nodded. It was a very **** nod, just the slightest incline of her head, but you saw it. So did Veronica judging by the next sentence.

"So what am I going to be teaching my big sister first?" It was a clear jab, one aimed towards Tiffany's lack of experience. Tiffany missed the intended insult. Instead, she focused on the sister part of the sentence. Before she could have too many doubts, you spoke. Instead of answering Veronica, you turned to Tiffany. "Why don't you give her a kiss, the same way you did me?"

The two women were a room apart. Twelve steps. Twelve steps during which Tiffany would be haunted by doubts as newly created priorities clashed against engraved social mores. At any point, Veronica could have moved closer and kissed her sister, ending Tiffany's struggled.

Veronica didn't move as Tiffany approached. She had noticed Tiffany's discomfort and luxuriated in it, letting it linger in the air. She didn't move when Tiffany looked at her in askance, a final plea for reassurance. She didn't move as Tiffany rallied herself and inched forward, her mouth approaching Veronica's. She didn't move when Tiffany leaned in for a kiss, chaste as it was.

Throughout it all, Veronica stood still. It was only when Tiffany moved to pull away from her that Veronica moved. One hand lashed out holding her sister in place by her hair and pulling her back in. Tiffany braced, expecting to be kissed again, but Veronica didn't go for her mouth. She went for her ear, and not with a kiss. With Tiffany in position, Veronica stage-whispered the words, "If that was the kiss you gave John, then it's no wonder that you need lessons. Don't worry, I'm here to help."

Tiffany's eyes widened in shock, but before she could reply Veronica pulled her in for a real kiss. As you watched, you realized that Veronica was doing to her sister what you did to her when you kissed. Her hands had dropped to Tiffany's ass and molded it like play-dough, even while she was maneuvering her sister back towards a wall.

Despite being several inches shorter than her sister, Veronica was dominating her. Not a hard task, you knew from personal experience.

A few seconds later, Veronica broke the lip-lock. Tiffany looked dazed, while Veronica looked sadistically pleased for only a second before she masked the expression. "She's no good John," Veronica tutted disappointed. "I've seen blow-up dolls with more passion and skill than her."

"I'm sorry. I'll do better-" Veronica cut Tiffany off with another kiss. This one lasted thirty seconds before Veronica broke off. "I'm sorry. Were you saying something about doing better?"

Tiffany just looked ashamed. "Sorry." This time, she didn't attempt to add anything else, allowing you to play the hero again. "I think I saw some improvement on that last one. Would you mind if I checked?"

"Go ahead, John." Without asking for Tiffany's opinion on the matter, you approached and kissed her. You and Veronica making Tiffany's decisions for her would be the new norm from now on. It would be better for her to start getting used to it sooner rather than later.

Tiffany's lips had changed flavors. To your delight, you could taste Veronica's peppermint mixing with her vanilla. This time, Tiffany tried tongue dueling you. She lost of course, but it was a valiant attempt. Still, you had to give some encouragement. "Not as bad as the first time," you remarked pulling back. "Perhaps an example would help."

Veronica recognized her cue. "This is how you give a proper kiss, sister."

The two of you imitated the first kiss that you had given Veronica. The one that you had used so often that it had become the standard. Your hands slipped down to her ass, copping a feel. It was like you thought- Tiffany's was better by far. Her hands wrapped around the back of your neck, holding her close while her chest was pressed to yours- a constant reminder of how much larger she was than her sister. A boon that more than made up for her ass.

When the kiss ended, both of you turned to Tiffany in sync with matching smirks on your face.

Veronica remained pressed to the right side of your chest, but one of your hands left her ass to beckon Tiffany closer. When she got within arms reach, you dragged her in, drawing a startled yelp from her lips. In a second, she was securely pressed to your left. You were sure she wouldn't try to get away, so you let your hand drop to her ass so that you could feel both Devon sisters at the same time.

And then the three of you played a kissing game; two more eager than the last. Somehow, during that game, the three of you had ended up in your bed. You hadn't done it, and Tiffany was Tiffany, so it must have been Veronica's maneuvering. You had trained her well.

Of the three of you, only Veronica was still dressed. You and Tiffany had left your clothes in the living room. Still, it was hardly a problem.

Only you and Veronica lived in your mansion, and you preferred that Veronica wear clothing that gave you easy access. It took a single movement to get rid of her top and then you paused. "I think the biggest problem with Tiffany is that she can't use her tongue properly. Do you agree?"

Veronica pretended to think it over, even kissing her sister again to sell the illusion. "Tiffany has a lot of problems, but her tongue being too static is one of the bigger ones."

"Well, I have an idea as to how to fix that." Without another word, you grabbed Tiffany's head and **** her to Veronica's chest. Her nipple, specifically. "Games have always helped me learn in the past. Let's play a learning game Tiffany. You are going to be sucking on Veronica's tits while I fuck you. If you make her cum before I get you to cum, you win. Don't worry if you don't manage to win at first. You can practice using your tongue on other things." Your gaze traveled to Veronica's still covered cunt tellingly.

From her position on Veronica's chest, Tiffany didn't catch it, but Veronica did. She smiled knowingly. "One last thing. I understand you're a beginner so I'm giving Veronica permission to help you by moving your head around. Just focus on sucking, licking, and slurping where she guides you. I'm sure you'll do fine." Given the mindset that you **** on to Veronica, you knew that she would do her level best to keep Tiffany from winning. You doubted the precaution would be necessary, but it was good to have.

For the second time in as many hours, you put Tiffany in doggy style. This time though, you couldn't hear her cute little moans. You didn't mind. The view was more than worth it. From your vantage point, you got to watch as Veronica moved her big sister from one tit to the other, left to right, in a never-ending pattern. Perhaps it was because she couldn't think straight, but Tiffany wasn't resisting anymore. Instead, she was getting into it.

Slowly a trail of red appeared on Veronica's chest. Marks from where Tiffany had sucked on the soft flesh. You wouldn't be surprised if they darkened into hickeys in the coming days.

You caught Veronica's eye. Even through her moans, she found the power to smile weakly at you, cobalt eyes staring at you. She looked enchanting. Subconsciously, you speed up your thrusting.

Tiffany wasn't ready for the change in pace. She had been managing herself well till then, holding her rising orgasm back by sheer **** of will. She had already disappointed the two of you with her lack of kissing skills and was determined to acquit herself well in this challenge. Unfortunately, the new speed made short work of her determination.

Tiffany came with a wail, a sound she found embarrassing. Reflexively, she tried to muffle the sound by burying her face in the nearest object. When you had fucked her first, she had buried herself in your couch cushions. Now, those same reflexes had her burying her face in her sister's giant breasts. As she came down from her orgasm, she realized where she had buried herself.

Tiffany tore herself back, straightening so rapidly she nearly hit you on the nose. For a second, she stared at Veronica's breasts in horror, seeing all the red marks dotting her sister's pale skin. Dots that she had caused. You had stopped fucking her, giving her a chance to think for the first time in a while. "This is wrong," she muttered. "She's my sister. I shouldn't-"

You had enough. One hand wrapped around her mouth muffling her speech and holding her against you. You could feel saliva against your grip, but you maintained your hold. You had never actually pulled out of her, and so you resumed thrusting in this new position the two of you were in. All the while, you murmured in her ear.

"It's wrong to try to back out of something you agreed to, Tiffany. You lost the game, and so you should keep on practicing. Veronica?"

Veronica had been smiling at this episode. Her sister's discomfort brought her great joy, and she relished the opportunity to cause more of it. After all, if merely sucking on her tits caused Tiffany such discomfort, how would her prude of a sister react to having to eat her out? Veronica couldn't wait to find out.

Hooking a thumb around the loose shorts that you had bought for her, Veronica pulled it down, exposing her womanhood. Even after you had ravished it nightly for so long, it still looked pristine.

You dropped your hand from Tiffany's mouth. "Are you going to behave?"

Your answer came when she dropped her face to Veronica's cunt and started licking. Veronica's hand ran through her hair, guiding her licks and moving Tiffany as she pleased. Honest moans filled the air and once more you resumed thrusting. This time, with Veronica as stimulated as she was from having her tits toyed with and with the erotic image of her sister being debased in front of her, came before Tiffany did.

It was a gorgeous sight. The stated purpose of this exercise was to get Tiffany to use her tongue more and with your latest command, she was **** to deliver. Even while her sister was cumming, Tiffany continued licking. Consequently, the majority of Veronica's juices ended up in Tiffany's mouth and down her gullet. Even after Veronica was done cumming, Tiffany still lingered. Her tongue continued to probe Veronica's folds, searching for more.

The incestuous sight excited you to point of your orgasm. For the second time that day, you spilled your load into Tiffany's unprotected womb. Once more, you didn't pull out immediately.

This time, you stopped to congratulate her. "You got Veronica to cum," you said, injecting as much pride as you could into your voice. "I think you did very well, but you still have a long way to go. I'm sure Veronica could show you that. I think it's time to switch."

Even coming out from her post-orgasmic high, Veronica couldn't help herself. All too eager for the chance to show Tiffany up, Veronica easily switched positions with Tiffany. "Watch closely sister," she said. "This is how you eat pussy." Without another word, Veronica dived into Tiffany's creampied cunt, doing her level best to scoop up every drop of cum within. You mounted her from behind and thrust in. And just like that, you were all set for another enjoyable night.

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Options for next chapter: I think we are done with the Boss's Daughter Arc. Here are our options for the next arc.

• Option One: Party Arc- You intended to organize a house warming party, one where all the families of the rich and powerful are going to attend. If you navigate to the character list and visit the section, this path results in meetings with Vanessa Prince, Mallory Divheim, Sansa Volkner, and anyone else I think to include. I should probably make a list of five to seven women. Feel free to make recommendations, but patrons get priority (if I get any). This arc could subdivide into a bride arc where you get a smart cultured woman, a trophy wife arc where you get a trophy wife who doesn't mind if you cheat o her and looks great, or a womanizer arc where you sleep your way through the entire cast.
• Option Two: The King's Court Arc- What sort of modern aristocrat are you? You only have a musician. The kings of old had painters and thinkers; sculptors and dancers. Servants. You need more people in your court. If you go to the character list and navigate to the Royal Court, you get the women that we could recruit. Sub-arcs are a question mark. I haven't thought about this route much, but I'm sure it'll be fine.

Don't vote for one of the sub-arcs. We will be voting on those later.