Let's Talk About Rulebooks

It was later, after the assembly. After the school. After Lisa and Diana had been made to debase each other on the stage.

However, just because college was over did not mean their torment had ended. They were back in Lillian’s home. She owned them both now, or so it seemed. Once more, Lisa found herself with her mouth fixed around her mistress’ toes. The foul taste filled her tongue, made her want to spit them out. But she knew better than that, even as it filled her with a roiling sense of shame and humiliation.

She was worshipping Lillian’s feet. Worse, she was worshipping one foot while her sister worshipped the other. Both of them had their arms tied behind their back. They were naked, Diana’s body now gleamed with new piercings to match Lisa’s. Two sisters in bondage together.

Lisa was cleaning the very same foot that she had used to pleasure Diana. Though at least she wasn’t still wearing the same shoes. The thought of tasting her sister’s arousal reminded her far too much of the assembly and filled her with shame and despair.

Thoughts of escape were now far from her mind. Stacy was still in David’s hands, Diana had been captured and enslaved, and she just knew that Lillian was going to prize using and abusing them both. As she’d lain between Diana’s legs, licking and sucking her sister’s pussy, she remembered how Lillian had stared down at them.

“You’d better get used to the taste,” she’d said. “You’re going to have it a lot. The two of you are going to be my little pets. My little toys who do everything they’re told. I am going to have you play with each other. I’m going to have you you fuck each other. I’m going to have such fun pushing you both to the absolute limit.”

And now the two of them were worshipping her feet. Beaten, broken, totally naked and defeated. Her toes tasted stale, filling Lisa with a sense of disgust and powerlessness.

“Now,” Lillian said, leaning forward slightly, “the two of you had a very good first day as twin slaves. You made the audience very happy. Did you hear them shouting for you? David wants to do more, you know. He made up a list of the things we could do to both of you. Punishments, tasks, fun little chores. All written down and you can count on me going through it later to pick out the ones I like.”

She chuckled.

“You could be naked or collared together. We could make you pleasure each other in the corridors of the college. I could have Lisa punish you, Diana. Make your sister finger you until you cum. But do you know what I really want to do?”

She shifted slightly, her legs moved. Both sisters followed them, licking and sucking ashamedly.

“I want a video. I want a video of the two of you naked and playing.”

Lisa shook her head, already imagining what that would feel like. The harsh light against her skin, the humiliation and crushing revulsion of having to perform with her sister. She could picture it all too well.

“Of course, it wouldn’t just be a normal video,” Lillian went on. “I think I’d use electricity. Have one of you hooked up to a bunch of wires. And the other would be eating me out. And if I felt like the one doing the work wasn’t doing a good enough job? Well, the other would get shocked. Or hell, I’d probably shock her just because. Let the camera see her squealing and gasping. Then, after that, I’d take the one not tied down and make her look at the camera. Tell us all her sister’s name and call her a slutty little whore who loves what she’s doing.”

Lisa felt tears running down her face. She was still sucking Lillian’s toes. Still spiralling, still plummeting lower and lower and lower.

“Why?” Diana managed to ask, looking up slowly. “Why are you doing all of this? What do you want, Lillian?”

“It’s funny you should ask that,” Lillian said, leaning forward slightly as her eyes gleamed. “I want three things. Two of those, I already have. Twin slaves, broken, beaten, ready to do absolutely everything that I tell them to. No matter how humiliating or degrading. The fact that it’s you two? Oh, that only makes it so, so much better. Lisa and Diana. My little sluts. But those are only two things. I hear you asking about the third, right?”

Her lips pulled into a smile and she settled back into the chair, wriggling as she made herself comfortable.

“I want power,” she said. “I want as much of it as I can get. Over you. Over David. Over the whole damn world. I want it all, do you hear me? And all my life, I thought that I would have to be content with just a little bit. Just a tiny taste.

“But then things seemed to change suddenly. College sex slaves were made legal. That was amazing. And you, Lisa, were chosen to be mine. Well, David’s at first. But we all know you were going to be mine sooner or later. And the funny thing is… it all felt so natural, you know? Like something that just should happen. No one questioned it. I know that I didn’t.”

And here, Lillian’s voice grew deeper, eagerness on her face. Her eyes gleamed, like dark little portals into a place void of warmth, of comfort. Lisa shivered, realising for the first time just how far she could go to get what she wanted. David was a tool to her. Lisa and Diana were tools to her. The whole college was just a tool to her.

Nothing in the world was more important to Lillian than herself.

“Until that is, I saw a certain video. A certain recording taken at the gym. David saw it, but he didn't realise what it really was. To him, it was evidence. A means to an end. He is smarter than I gave him credit for, I admit. But not smart enough to realise the truth. That recording was his chance to be something else. His one chance. He missed it.”

She pursed her lips, looking so very pleased with herself.

“But I will not. So. Lisa. Diana. While I have you, ah, undivided attention. Let’s have a little chat master to slaves.”

She leaned forward again, her voice low now, as if she was scared of being overheard. As if this was the end game, the final piece. The resolution to everything she had been building towards.

“Let’s talk about rulebooks.”