Encourage… sort of

I looked down at Lucy’s glistening pussy lips and thought for a moment. She said nothing as she again began to pull her fingers in stress. I had to play this just right if I wanted her to rely on me but still be under my control. I would have to push her buttons and get her to snap or make a mistake while not making it seem like that’s my goal. I would encourage her sexuality while also making it clear her punishments are not to be enjoyed allowing me to escalate things further.

I would have to gaslight the shit out of her and hope she didn’t notice. The voice in the back of my head that reminded of what decency, empathy, and love were was becoming quieter and quieter as I began to feel panties soak at the idea of making her into more of my plaything.

“Lucy, if you’re enjoying your punishments, you gotta be honest with me. It’s not good for either of us if this is all just a game to you.”

She started tearing up again at just the thought that I could think she was having a good time with any of what she’d been through. Every few seconds she pulled her finger again trying to calm herself when I could tell she was close to a full on meltdown.

“I really don’t want to be like this, it’s just my body feels this way, I don’t want it to!”

I put my finger under my chin as I focused more intently on her pussy lips and she very nearly shot her hand over it before restraining herself.

“So what you’re saying is you’re physically enjoying your punishment but mentally horrified that this is what turns you on?”

She blushed a bit and her lip quivered as I could tell she wanted to really let me have it for even thinking she could like this on any level.

“I don’t enjoy it either way! You just... I mean I got all worked up when you were...”

I kept staring at her pussy and she had both hands on her thighs as she desperately wanted to cover it but knew it was forbidden.

“When I was what?” I asked with as little emotion as possible.

“You know... feeling around...” she started twisting her foot, pulling her fingers, and looking down at the ground in embarrassment.

“Feeling around?” I asked sounding inquisitive.

“Feeling around... in me...”

I stared at her, raising an eyebrow, waiting for to keep going dragging out her humiliation. her little burst of energy was falling back down as she realized what she’d have to explain what I had done and she was instantly reminded of her place.

“...In my pussy...and my asshole.”

She was so embarrassed acknowledging how I turned her on by cavity searching her pussy and ass and I couldn’t help myself. I needed her to know where she belonged and also hate it so she challenged me so I could crack down harder. I felt like a master mind but it probably is a lot easier to play human chess when your opponent is naked and on the verge of a mental breakdown.

“So what you’re saying is you get turned on when I feel around in your pussy and asshole? You’re sexually aroused by me putting my fingers deep in your vagina and rectum?”

Her eyes shot open wide as she tried to think of someway to not feel so exposed while also explaining herself respectfully.

“Do I really need to be so explicit? Is that what you want?”

“We discussed this already. I need complete honesty and openness. Even if it seems embarrassing, you need to treat me as if I was already in your head. It’s healthy for you to share these feelings and I’m not judging you at all. We were once the same being and you can’t hide anything from yourself so don’t hide it from me either.”

She nodded hesitantly.

“So you’re not judging me for getting worked up by you putting your fingers…?” She turned her foot in embarrassment but she seemed to be taking my advice.

She was probably about to say pussy but I figured it would be more humiliating for her if I went the other way.

“… in your asshole? of course not! If you like fingers in your butt then there’s nothing wrong with that!”

I looked down at her pussy again and I noticed it was definitely more wet than before. She must have noticed too as she almost shot her hand over it.

“That’s not what I said! I mean… it’s an involuntary reaction. I don’t… like it… and even if I did, you’re my sister…” she bit her lip as we delved deeper into her subconscious or rather how I was making her see her subconscious.

“But you did get turned on and I appreciate you admitting it.”

She nodded. “I mean, I know to you they’re just cavity searches…”

She really is blind to the fact that I’m taking advantage of her. It does make me feel guilty but, I can’t help it.

“… but it’s also me getting fingered. I don’t know if it’s normal for me to feel like like I’m being fingered but it does. When it lasts a long time… I get to the brink…. And you stop but then I’m so close, I need…”

“To cum?”

“Yes…”

I thought for a moment on what she said. ‘When it lasts a long time’. Not ‘today it lasted a long time’. She had done this before!

“So today isn’t the first time you’ve snuck away to play with yourself?”

She froze.

“Earlier you promised me it was the first time you masturbated since you’ve been…uh… under my care.”

I looked back at her lips and she quivered.

“You said… you said… there’s no rule against masturbating…”

I had caught her in a lie! Fuck yes! This keeps getting better and better.

“I said there wasn’t a rule against masturbating, but that you lied about it and also hid it tells me you thought you were doing something wrong.”

She ran her juice covered fingers through her hair and pulled.

“Hid it? It’s masturbating… what do… do you want me to masturbate in front of you? Do I really have that little privacy?”