Learning on your day off

You had been slowly coaxed from the land of dreams by the familiar sensation of pussy riding up and down on your morning wood. Next to your head Juliette's soft devotion and affection filled voice whispered her sweet questions. "Does that feel good master? Does it need more work or maybe...." Breasts press into your arm at your side and Juliette twists your head locking lips with you sending her tongue, filled with all the passion and horniness she possessed, into your mouth. On your dick you could hear her unleash a deep groan of climax, the sensation of your dick constantly penetrating her bringing her to her limit...

...groaning from your cock, with her lips currently occupied with your own. Your mind struggles to process just what was happening, you flash back to dinner, to fucking Ashley while applying Alo Vera to her burns and lecturing Juliette angrily after the insane slut had tried to pour boiling chocolate fondue on top of Ashley's head. You had decided to subject yourself to some torment for your failure to keep Juliette in check, and gave her extremely specific orders to submit herself to pleasuring Ashley for the night, and to constantly remind Ashley that she was only getting this pleasure because you had ordered it. And then you went to bed...alone, and now you were awake with Juliette kissing you, a pussy riding your dick with incredible **** and groaning coming from that direction.

Your eyes snap open and look down to where Ashley was rubbing her small breast, eyes closed as she climaxed while riding your dick, the only signs the other girl was not loose, besides the lack of cutting implement being used to bring you bodily harm, were the leash and makeshift muzzle she was wearing and the BDSM mittens covering her hands. The moment Ashley came down from her orgasm which swiftly covered your crotch in her juices, she realized your eyes upon her. First she blushes shyly, before giving you a hateful glare, that seemed to wilt under your constant stare as she even then continued to ride your dick, her body clearly craving more.

Juliette then giggled into your mutual lip lock and broke from the kiss with a evil smile of her own. "I made sure she knew that I wouldn't ever forgive her or let her taste my pussy until you knock her up." You sister explained with her malicious smile while looking into your eyes clearly begging for approval.

You roll your eyes frustrated. Honestly from the week you still feel drained, so you let it go. "Let's go watch T.V." you state and Juliette leaps up cheering while, Ashley glares at you thrusting her pelvis into you even more fiercely, clearly trying to assert control over the situation. However you were actually fairly strong, and over the past few weeks had become incredibly good at carrying a woman as she fucks herself on your dick. And so you sat up, squeezed Ashley's ass earning a squeak followed by a hostile growl from the woman before shifting both of you so you're legs were off the bed. You then wrap your arms around her thighs and Ashley without any more noise than her grunts of sexual effort wraps her arms around your shoulders, squeezing hard so you can feel her biceps each hard as steel, and you began to stand, earning another yelp from the slut before her legs wrapped around you.

You then carried her to the couch where you collapsed. The discomfort of a woman's body falling on you so familiar now that you don't even notice. (She's proud, soon you'll be ready James, a true Queen with a harem of sluts all swollen with our children.) Leaning back in your seat you then look for the remote but Juliette already has it in her hands. "You said I get to choose this time."

Another defeat for you this morning, and indeed as you suspected it takes Juliette only minutes before one of her twisted Hentai is playing on the television. Episode two of some Mind Control, **** series where a step Brother uses hypnosis to influence his over attractive step sister and her classmates. Apparently she had to humiliate herself in front of her non-hypnotized friends or he would never allow her to cum again. Juliette sat on the floor, hips in the air thrusting into her fingers while she watched. Meanwhile Ashley's sat red faced, unable to comfortably watch Juliette while also fucking you since she was positioned facing you on the couch.

Besides the various noises of the Hentai, and the slaps of Ashley's hips against yours along with her grunts of effort, there is the closest thing to silence you've had between yourself and the women of the house and you sit there relaxing. (She thinks this is dull, James sleeps too much and keeps focusing on the same few people, who are all stupid, dumb, unintelligent, stupid fuck slaves and not at all fun for Her to talk to.) However Juliette finds this silence, even with the distraction of her masterbation and her choice of porn playing to not be engaging enough and quickly strikes up conversation.

"So I didn't tell you this the other day, but Lizzie and Trisha tried to ambush me in the locker room. Lizzie was all 'I don't know what you're doing with those implants, and pretending your all over and above everything, but you're not stealing prom queen from me bitch'. Hahahah, they ambushed my in the friggin locker room over it."

On your lap Ashley was listening and you could see her face turn even more red, her teeth clench and hand formed a claw that she slammed into the back of her hand. "That bitch did what?" The blond athlete hissed through her teeth but only loud enough that you could hear it over the pants of shame and desperation coming from the Hentai.

Juliette for her part, oblivious of the impact she was having on Ashley continued. "Why should I care about Prom Queen, my only purpose in life is to serve you James and to make sure my pussy is always ready for you. And to break whatever sexy girls you want to have join me in drooling over your cock."

Ashley was trembling in rage on you, her expression one of absolute hurt and rage. "We spent two years making sure you'd graduate as Prom Queen and you're giving it over to that future fat trailer park trash housewife, for nothing but a God damn dick." Ashley was **** out the words, and you certain she'd be screaming under any other circumstance, as wrathful tears streamed down her face Ashley's fist clamped harder digging her nails in deeper.

You certainly didn't want to die, and if Juliette ran her mouth anymore, trying to signal her desire to abandon everything for the sake of playing sex **** all the more obviously to you, you're certain Ashley might go into a blind murderous rage. So you think quick and interject, trying to sound cool and calm, though your face is nothing but a mask of worry that your thankful that Ashley isn't looking at, instead looking down to your chest as she curls into herself, rethinking submitting herself to everything she's suffered thus far and breaking what little hold you have over her lunatic mind. (She doesn't like this, quick say something... Errr let Her help you)

"But isn't the Prom Queen supposed to be the sexiest girl in the school, the most popular, and the symbol of what every girl in the school wants to be? Are you saying you're the only one who wants to experience my dick? Are you trying to say there's something I can not have?" You put a dangerous edge in your voice that makes Juliette jump to her knees clearly intent on trying to placate you. Meanwhile you smile with a confidence you certainly don't have, and Ashley's eyes snap up to your own, her expression now a mixture of confusion and appreciation.

"Juliette I order you to become Prom Queen. You're not throwing away years of your constant scheming and bullshit just to spite me are you? Think about it you needy little fuck hole, every girl will want to be around you, will want to be you, if I order it you could snatch one of them up at any time, and they'd thank you for it." Pure unadulterated bullshit, yet it lights Juliette's face up, and throws Ashley into disarray, the girl entirely confused and fighting internally over what you just said.

Now was your only chance, you needed to gain a real hold over Ashley, not her devotion to Juliette allowing you to dominate her by proxy, but real power over the unnaturally strong girl. You grab Ashley and **** her into a kiss, your tongue pushing it's way into her mouth forming your connection.

"What the hell do you want... Mmmh, can't you see I [Girl] don't want to talk to a pathetic dick like you." Ashley immediately sends to you.

"Big talk from someone constantly cumming on my dick. Look, I know your desires and feelings, but they only become a reality because of me, so listen to and obey me, and you can have..."

"Fuck off cum stick. We [we] don't need you for shit!"

(Oh come on James can't you see that... No no no don't say.... Errr, She is sorry James, but you can't win this without Her help, She is taking over... Just ignore this, these words are all your own, oh please work.)

You were about to put Ashley in her place when suddenly new thoughts and answers just appeared in your head, and without thinking you **** them as well as a link of the ecstasy your dick was feeling were sent to the other half of the conversation. "You silly Girl, look at Juliette. Her massive tits, her plump fuckable ass, there's now not a man out there that doesn't want her. And soon there won't be a woman either. And you Girl, you saw her first, you recognized her greatness before everyone else. You saw the budding beauty and immediately gravitated to it. You wanted everyone to know Juliette, and then you started to want to know her more yourself. You wanted to make her dreams a reality, until you learned what they were, and yet, instead of denying those dreams, you still tried to make them a reality, you just were stupid enough to try and take the man's role in her fantasies. You knew Juliette wouldn't accept it, accept you, but you her best friend tried anyways."

Ashley shuddered, her eyes going wide as she stared into you, a burning rage was slowly building and you could feel a panic building within you, yet you still pressed on. "You want the entire school to worship Juliette for everything she is, and to all see and accept her every detail including her dreams, yet you tried to deny those very same dreams yourself. You know what role she has for you, a place of high honor in Her dreams just for you. Yet you are still fighting it, fighting Juliette. You scream with hate and vitriol towards the very manifestation of everything Juliette ever desired, trying to **** your own dream on her. Maybe She should be given a chance, maybe you should play the role Juliette wanted for you. After all look at you, you're so strong, not only can you shield her from everyone who dares think poorly of her, you can keep up with her desires, every other girl she wants, only you are strong enough to carry. ****? Clearly you can endure it. And do you really think ja, I am strong enough to do what needs to be done for Juliette? She wants to share her dream with you, wishes you could be just as beautiful and depraved as she is, and I, James, have my role to play in that dream, let me take command and be the master, because only you are strong enough to be the Sister-**** best friend, dragging each and every bitch Juliette wants off to be broken by the master."

You don't know where all of that comes, but a look of guilt washes over Ashley, followed by a her closing her eyes in frustration. And then she relaxes. "You know that letting go feels better Girl, so just do it baby." And then the almost mechanical pumping of Ashley's hips becomes frantic, and she begins moaning into the kiss while her eyes lock onto you with a look that screams of half lidded desire.

"Alright! You fucker, but if I [Girl] don't [doesn't] like it I'm [Girl is] snapping your dick off!" Ashley's mental reply practically shouts back, and yet it lacks any of her usual spite, and instead seems, almost teasing in a way. Ashley then increases her pace ever further breaking off the kiss as she pulls back screaming in pure pleasure until her whole body seizes and she cums all over you, and then her eyes roll into the back of her head and Ashley falls into you ****. With your dick still inside her Ashley's whole body relaxes and Juliette begins laughing as Ashley wets herself and you. Even **** though Ashley's body continues trying to hump itself on your dick, and you can hear her panting and moaning as she continues moving her pussy on your dick.

You assume that this was a success, that Ashley was now on the road to being tamed, and you wouldn't need to ever worry about her once you finished on this path. But that speech you gave her... That didn't feel like something of your own. Both Juliette and Ashley had a odd double voice now whenever you shared thoughts while kissing them, like there was something extra there, and all three of you had the Alien STD. Did your case of the STD somehow take over and make you say what you did? (Ffffffffffuuuuuck.)