No, it's time to experiment

After the meal, I headed to my room. Sure, I've got stuff to do for college, but my mind is elsewhere at the moment. What should I do? It was clear that they might not be pretending anymore, there might be something more... abnormal involved. If that was true, then... what's the cause? The notebook seemed like the most logical option, but it could also just be a continuation from yesterday evening. The rules went further than I remember us going yesterday evening. We probably didn't end that day in a foursome, and neither did I collect anyone's dues. If the rules in the notebook are indeed the culprit, the only logical conclusion was to wait through the day. One of the rules stated that they had to offer themselves to me sexually. Catherine had already achieved that. I didn't know what to make of her attitude and timing, though... Did she just want it over with quickly, or did she think this was a good thing to do for me? Questions after questions...

An idea struck me. I wanted to know how normal the girls still were. I left my door to my room slightly ajar, as if it had opened on its own. The girls were in the living room. I planned to listen in on them just like yesterday. Rebecca said "I'm glad you're with us, sister Francesca. I know you don't like the guys on campus a lot usually..." Francesca tried to explain herself "Pretty much all of them are total creeps honestly. The mere thought of them liking me gives me the ick. I got asked for nudes out of the blue more times than I can count on my hands. But our Supreme Master felt different, even on the first day. I wasn't a believer right away, but I never felt as badly about him as about the other guys."

That gave me an idea... If I avoided Francesca all day, wouldn't she be forced to send me a nude? I think that would be a major test of loyalty for her, worth keeping in mind. Now the question was what Rebecca would do. But the girls' conversation continued. Catherine said "Don't forget your duties today, sisters. I've already done my duty when waking Him up." The two girls let a light 'ooooh' escape their lips. "How was it?" asked Rebecca, clearly curious. "I am happy to serve Him, as always. It felt wonderful. He didn't say much though, I don't know if I was good enough. I've never done this kind of thing before." Francesca tried to cheer her up "I'm sure you would have realized He was pretending if He really was. Perhaps ask if you could talk to Him about it." Catherine responded with a simple "I'll do that" before approaching my room.

I quickly grabbed my headphones and acted as if I had been listening to music while studying all along. Catherine first knocked however, and I allowed her to enter. "I apologize for taking Your time, o Splendid One. I want to talk with You about my performance this morning, if I may" she began in a stiff manner. "Sure, close the door. What do you want to talk about?" I asked her as if I had no idea.

She bowed her head, as if to show respect and began talking "I wanted to know if my morning services were to Your liking, o Magnificent One." I decided to answer honestly while leaning into the cult angle "Of course they were. Thank you for your worship today. I was merely still a bit hungover from yesterday, so I apologize for not rewarding you properly." Catherine blushed "No, Supreme Master, you don't have to reward me. I'm just one servant of many, I'm already happy I get to worship you personally. We've been apart for so long, it was an appropriate gesture to show You my appreciation."

That last part got my curiosity. I wonder if I can command her to be honest with me? "Catherine, be honest with me, how did you feel about me while you were abroad?" She hesitated a bit, before seemingly stealing her resolve "At first, I felt great getting to be in entirely new social circles. New friend groups, new people to party with, I loved the change. But as time progressed, I had come to realize how valuable a true friend, one that knows me perhaps better than I know myself, truly is. I wanted to reach out to You again but realized that we only texted very little before that. It felt awkward to just demand You listen to me whine when I had cared so little about you. I reached out to Rebecca and while talking to her helped, I realized how much I missed You."

I gave her a hug, which see accepted excitedly "Catherine, you can always reach out to me, no matter how long it has been. I'll be there for you, okay?" Tears began to form, but Catherine did her best to maintain composure "Thank You, Master. If You want my worship ever again, I'll also always be here for you." Now that's an idea, isn't it? I could fulfill my dreams and fuck her right here and then, right? But the rational side of my brain still had one ace left to play to stop me. I had no condoms. Fuck. Well, that won't stop me, we'll just postpone losing my virginity, I guess.

"Take off your dress, Catherine." Teenage me would be so happy. And adult me is so happy too. Catherine became an attractive woman. Her black and purple hair, her black lipstick and her pretty pale skin gave off enough goth vibes to make her stand out. And seeing her breasts, I was honestly floored. I knew they were big, but damn. Her nipples were stiff and rather small, like a single cherry used to decorate an entire cake. But perhaps that said more about her breasts than her nipples. Her ass was also ample, almost inviting my curious mind to get a feel.

She again bowed her head. "I hope I am to Your satisfaction still." I eased her worries "Of course, of course. You've watched porn before, right? I want you to pleasure me with your breasts." She nodded and followed obediently, unzipping my pants and placing her breasts around my dick. She squeezed her breasts around my cock and stroked it up and down, and up and down. While stroking, she seemed a bit embarrassed. "Is something on your mind?" I ask her. Taken aback by the question, yet continuing to fulfill her duties, she answers "Master, may I make a selfish request?"

Intrigued, I tell her to go ahead. "Could You please call me Cathy like my sisters already do? Having you call me Catherine feels... distant" she explains. I nod "Of course, Cathy. I feel like I'm gonna cum soon Cathy, get ready." A big smile appeared across her face and she looked longingly to my dick. Having Cathy do all this for me and for her to be so open about liking me, appreciating me, it filled me with joy. All of these thoughts, alongside her wonderful breasts stroking my dick were enough to finally get me to orgasm.

"Thank You Master for appreciating my worship. Is there anything else can do for You?" she asked eagerly, but I dismissed her nicely, waiting for my dick to recover. This was awesome! I can't wait to fuck Cathy soon. I'll go to the store tomorrow and buy some condoms. I decided to sink my teeth into some homework and projects for college first though.

While I was busy, one thought hit me like a lightning bolt. Cathy's hair! While everyone's eyes seem to have been magically transformed as dictated by the rules, which would be otherwise impossible due to a lock of lenses, Cathy's hair was just like yesterday, including her purple extensions. This would suggest the rules are the cause for everyone acting like this, since they only specify eye color. not hair. My mind raced with the possibilities of the rules. I was happy thinking about my future with Cathy, when I heard another knock at my door.