Cassandra learns to play nice

As you give Becky a moment to recover, you climb back onto the bed and seat yourself in the same position as before. Cassandra is still crying and once again you feel that little bit of doubt brewing in your mind.

"Cassandra, stop crying. Please." you add hesitantly. "You have been acting exceptionally well in comparison to Becky. How about I give you a tour of the house?" you ask her. She shakes her head but you aren't taking no for an answer.

"Come on, let's go." you say before grabbing her hand and lightly tugging on it. She shakes her head again. "Cassandra, it is no longer a question. Come with me." you command her. She whips her head up. Her eyes are bloodshot from crying and her nose is running.

"Why are you doing this to us? Let us go. You have already punished us enough. I beg you, let us go." she says. The doubt is growing quickly, but your anger at her disobedience is stronger. "Listen to me," you say loudly, "I don't care how fair my punishment is. You are mine now and I command you to come with me. I have said this before. Be a good girl and do what I say and this will be a pleasant stay. But if you keep struggling, I have ways to make this a lot less enjoyable than it has already been." you say threateningly.

For a moment you see a defiant look crossing her face, which then softens into one of dread. She nods. "I understand." she says. You smile. "Good. Now let me show you around the house. Let's give Becky some time to recover." you say before pulling her with you off the bed and out of the room.

She lets you lead her through the house and after a while seems to regain some life about her. She starts asking some questions about the house and the rooms you are showing her. When you reach the master bedroom she moves ahead of you and tries the bed.

"It's very comfy!" she says, "Will you join me for a moment?" She's completely nude still and you're certain you are stronger than her, so you see no harm in joining her on your bed for a moment. You lay down next to her. She puts her hand on yours before speaking her mind.

"I'm really scared. I feel like you are a decent man, doing bad things right now. You know, I don't want to be here as a **** forever. I understand you won't let us leave, but hopefully we can show you we can be more than your sex slaves." she says.

Her words impact like asteroids, leaving little craters in your conscience. If you show her compassion now, you can't go back to playing tyrant and you will lose some of your power over the girl's. On the other hand, as you are laying there on your bed, her hand in yours, you're not sure if you want to continue your tyranny.

You turn your head to look at her. Your eyes meet with hers and there you see both hope and fear. You softly squeeze her hand. "I think I can make an exception for you, but Becky might have to learn the hard way." you say. She looks confused. "But Becky is no different from me. She's just more... outspoken maybe. It would be foolish to think she can't be as obedient as I have tried to be." she says.

You shake your head. "I wish I could tell you you're right, but Becky has clearly shown she's not going to play nice." you say. Cassandra springs into an upright position. "So the best solution you could come up with was **** her with your massive... Uhm... sorry. I got a bit carried away there." she says, blushing as she leans back until she's laying next to you again.

You laugh a bit before rolling over and off the bed. You watch her naked form on your bed. It's an arousing sight. "You are so gorgeous, you know that?" you say. Cassandra lifts her head, looking at you from between the valley of her breasts. "Becky has told me many many times. At some point I have just accepted it." she says.