Pride and dusting

I looked at my notes. I smiled. I liked it. 125141 was a good find for this plan. Just a few more pieces. I tapped my pen against the paper. Would Sister Helina approve? Hmm, what about Sister Marianne? Hmm. Honestly I don’t care. Not that I didn’t care about them but that this wasn’t about me or them, but us collectively.

As much as Master was perfect, he lost. We lost him, and we are lost as a result. If Master’s pacifisim is a weakness, then I shall welcome being the tool that destroys for him, plus. All I want is to be able to serve, and once I find that, he can pull and restrict me as much as he desires. Yes.

Sister Helina returned with the tool. She had eaten and was hydrated and even given a light shower. She looked nice but was nervous. That was the one concerning part, but she wasn’t acting on it and now was her best chance to do so.

I signaled her to come. I wanted Sister Helina to learn too and as much as bathing orgasm had helped clear my mind. I wanted to clean, my idle hands were beginning to distract me, and avoiding my mothers ire was a much desired thing at the moment. I checked the kitchen, it was actually cleaner than before. Martha was doing a good job. So I left that alone.

The study was the next place on my list. With the bookshelves and dust and so many moveable objects that were rarely moved, it was easy to show the ethics of a true servant. Or a true maid. It took us about four hours which meant that we only had a few hours to get sleep. Sleeping in late could help but I’d rather not push it.

“Doesn’t it look great?” I asked.

“Yes,” Lena said.

“Aren’t you proud?” I asked.

“I think, I don’t really know.”

“But are you angry?” I asked.

“No, not really.”

I hugged her close. “I knew it. I knew you’d understand eventually. Remember I told you, how I became this way. You said you didn’t get it. That you’d be angry if you were **** to learn how to clean correctly. To take pride as a servant. And you were learning and your not angry. Don’t you see?”

“Wait, that is part of your motivation? Because I-”

I stuck my finger in her mouth to silence her. “Shh… don’t ruin it. Can you feel that. My heart beat. I am excited. You are making me excited. That is the sound of forgiveness. The beginning of it at least.”

She held my arm closely.

“Good tool. Over the next few nights, I want you to do each room in the manor in the public areas. By yourself. I want you to prove to me your effort,” I said.

The three os us ended up bathing together. I even used my special lotion on her, a tool should be rewarded for good service. It felt more like home to, for two sisters to be servicing a needy pussy and breasts. But I wouldn’t allow her to service us sexually, she didn’t seem bothered by it. After all, she was not a sister and our served my only sister command was still in effect.

Helina seemed eager for a chance to practice on her licking of another woman. Practice for her sister hehe. I looked forward to it. When the bath was done and over with. We walked her to her private room and I sat her down on the bed.

“How are you feeling?” I asked.

“Confused.”

I rubbed her head softly. “Makes sense. I won’t be releasing you. You are a tool for life. It is allowed to scare you. But let me explain why. I think it would be wrong to make you suffer like that. After all, if you ran away, who would give you permission to sleep.”

“Wait, but you could-”

I shhhed her. “I will not. You will not find that relief. Knowing that, do you still feel a desire to leave without me giving you away?” I asked as my eyes showed my noble glare. It was enough to cause her to tense up as if a hungry tiger sat next to her.

“Yes. I’m sorry, but I still feel it.”

I massaged her hair gently. “Not to worry. Learning takes time, and is sometimes painful. Lay in bed now.”

She complied. “What are you… what are you going to do?”

“Nothing. So that you may experience life without an owner. Do good work tomorrow, and when those feelings stop, when they honestly stop, then you shall find an owners love returning. Until tomorrow.” I said as I stood up.

“Wait. Bu, you… didn’t tell me to sleep?” she asked.

“And?” I asked.

“But… what if-”

“Silence. We can discuss it tomorrow.”

I walked away.

Helina got close to me. “Are you sure your not being harsh still?”

“I didn’t use a pill or milk,” I said. Not that I wanted to waste such precious things on her. “I took care of her bodily needs such as food water and the bathroom, and we did hard work and cleaned and rocked her body with pleasure. I think we were rather kind, considering. Plus, you heard her. A small piece of her mind hasn’t given up.”

“Yes, that is true, but denying her sleep. Is that not a bit much?” she asked.

I turned to her and kissed her. I cupped her breast and she still jolted. “Another flinch? Do you fear me.”

“Certainly not,” she said. “It is a reflex.”

“Love Samantha, as much as you love me. Right this moment. So, did it work?” I asked.

She looked down. “It is not so easy-”

“Exactly. If she cultivates such feelings of escape, they could grow strong. Best to show her now how much they will hurt her. The faster she gives in, the less pain ultimately. Or would you rather use more milk and pills on her in the event she tries to run? Or face the authorities?”

She paused for a moment. “Your right, just please don’t be cruel.”

I smiled. “I shall try to best accommodate you dear sister. To this I promise.” It was the first promise I felt important since leaving the charmed castle.