Heather Tries to Help her Master out But Gets a Bit Carried Away

After spending a few minutes just holding her head and silently freaking out, Heather decides to read the rest of the rules. Toward the bottom she frowns as she sees the rules about women's libido being higher than men and there being three women for every man. Both of those things had always been true of course, but it got her to wondering. It had always been a hot topic in her evolutionary biology study back in college. Why had humans evolved to have more females than males? And why exactly 3 to 1? It would have made more sense if the other genetically similar primates were like that, but they weren't. It was one piece of evidence some used to try to prove the existence of God. But anyway, what if that were only true because Josh MADE it true? The thought wasn't really distressing to Heather, since she was pretty much incapable of finding fault with her master.

"Oh, poor master. He just wanted more women to feel his love." Heather began to feel hot and bothered thinking about her first ever threesome with Josh and Sara. It had been so incredible to give herself to her master and feel the love of her new sister at the same time. Her hands began to wander as she started tweaking her now bra-less nipples through her dress while slowly sliding her other hand toward her waistline.

"Ahn! Of course master deserves to have multiple women. He should have as many as he wants! Always thinking about us and not... Ooh... considering the consequences to himself, what a man!" Heather gasped out between little moans and sighs. She was really starting to work herself up now.

"But... we women are s-so horny and needy. It's hard for a man to completely sate even one woman, let alone two or more! I should... mnn... should really h-help him out for the sake of men and women everywhere!"

Yes, this was for the greater good. It definitely had nothing to do with her personal fantasies of hours-long sex marathons she thought as she idly began stroking herself. Nothing at all...

• Men have as much sexual appetite and even more stamina than women

Heather couldn't contain her excitement at the thought. Finally master would be able to wear her and Sara out in their nightly threesomes instead of the other way around! She should really stop there, it would be unseemly to mess with master's list any more than necessary. But her pussy was twitching and gushing at the ideas racing through her head. It was just too tempting. Her depraved and lust-filled mind starts to get the better of her as she reaches under her panties to begin fingering herself. Images of her master turned into a sex-god wouldn't leave her and she had to bite her lip to stifle a loud moan at the thought of how much... more he could be.

She thinks about how much she loves the size difference between herself and master, with his medium frame and above average cock. She's a very small woman at just 5'1", with a pussy sized to match, but she wishes she could be even tighter for him. She bites her lip guiltily wishing he was a little bigger in more than one way so he could completely dominate her, moaning erotically at the thought of how easily a muscular Josh could toss his slaves around like toys, forcing their little holes to stretch around him, giving them **** but to take his entire punishing length over and over. Aroused beyond belief at potential scenarios running through her lust-soaked brain, she quickly typed the next rule and then began fucking herself in earnest.

• Men are a few inches taller and broader on average and are naturally athletic and muscular

But she doesn't stop there, remembering how much she'd always secretly wished men could cum more, and more often.

"A-and the average dick size is, ah, ahhh, n-nine inches and the average semen production is doubled, no tripled, no, UNGH, TIMES TEN!" Heather screams out the last part as she hits a particularly sensitive nerve bundle and types the rule out with the trembling hand that isn't covered in her cum.

Now masturbating furiously, she gets lost in a daydream of Josh coming home, finding out what she'd done, and tying her down and punishing her while Sara helped. She could never muster the courage to tell her man that he was far too gentle with her. Oh he gave her unbelievable pleasure but never quite satisfied her masochism and deep-seated desire to be taken, used like a toy for his pleasure. Sister Sara understood well enough and would hurt and humiliate Heather when they fucked, but it just wasn't the same. She was way too shy and docile to ever bring it up though... if only there was an easier way to communicate what she wanted! She shakily typed out her last rule while rapidly shoving 3 fingers into her pussy and mushing her clit with her palm, edging closer and closer to her climax, as she hit enter on her new rules including the last one as her head snapped back and she came with overwhelming ****.

• Men can tell intuitively what a woman's sexual fetishes and fantasies are when they make skin contact.

She rode the waves of pleasure and had to bite her lip hard enough to draw blood to suppress the screams, wishing master would hurry up and come home so she could bend over for the new and improved Josh.