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Chapter 30 by hammerheadstories hammerheadstories

What do you do?

Reminding her of her Role

Warning: Dubious-Consent in this Chapter


Still taking care to not wake her, you unbuckled your belt and unbuttoned your pants. You did not take your member out yet but wanted that option readily available. Like a silent predator, you approached the side of the bed. You waited only a few more moments, admiring the sleeping beauty, before finally striking.

Quickly grabbing her side, you flipped her onto her stomach. She let out a confused gasp, still in a disoriented state of half-sleep. Before she could fully come to, you had mounted the bed and sat down on her back, pinning her down. The pressure seemed to banish the sleep from Lily's mind, with panic rushing in to fill the vacancy. You quickly clamped a hand around her mouth, muffling her first scream of surprise and fear.

"You know who this is," you growl, your voice cold and cruel. "Did you really think your Master would just let you leave?" You allowed the realization to slowly set in. While Lily now understood who was on top of her, that did not stop her from still kicking and protesting. Not that it did her much good. You were much stronger and in a much better position.

"As fun as it is to feel you resist, you need to calm down now!" You order, your free hand taking a firm hold of her messy blonde hair. "I am going to release your mouth now. You are going to speak softly. Understood?" After a bit more squirming, Lily reluctantly nodded her head.

"What the fuck are you doing?!?!" She snapped as soon as she could. "How did you get in here?!?!"

"Neither of those questions matter," you replied. "I am your Master. I do with you what I want. Remember?"

"You are not my anything!" She protested, renewing her futile attempt to buck you off. "Do you not remember that I turned down your fucking offer?!"

"You don't get to make that decision." You could feel yourself winning this battle of wills. "I own you."

"No you don't!" Lily hissed, wrenching her neck around to face you. "I don't want this!" There were tears in her eyes, an expression of absolute desperation. What she was **** for, though, was still to be determined.

"Then prove it." You returned her distressed gaze with one of pure resolve. "Scream. Tell me to get off you. Tell me to leave and never come back. I'll listen. You won't have to worry about me every again."

That had clearly not been the line she had been expecting. Her mouth opened... but no words came out. The conflict was right there in her eyes. Her mind screaming at her to tell you off. To reclaim once and for all the confident doctor she could be. However, every other part of her body and soul was pulling her the other way. She saw the truth. She could not send you out of her life. It was not what she wanted.

It was not what her Master wanted.

With one hand still holding her head by the hair, you bring the other behind you. Running it over the curve of her ass, you head between her legs and towards your prize. Lily's breath hitched as two fingers entered her pussy. She was sopping wet, and they were able to slide in with ease.

"You shaved your cunt for me," you reminded her. "You slept naked for me. You touched yourself to the thought of me fucking you. Even when you think you are defying me, you are still following my orders."

"I wasn't... I didn't..." Lily's voice trembled as you began to finger fuck her, derailing her already confused train of thought. "It's... it's not who I want to be!"

"But it's who you are!" You punctuate your words by ramming your fingers in hard. "You are a slut. MY SLUT! The sooner you accept that... the sooner you accept your true calling... the sooner you will finally be happy!"

Lily began subconsciously pushing her hips back into your hand as you continued. "It does not matter how much work or how many years you put into becoming a doctor. It means nothing if you keep lying to yourself! Wouldn't you rather be happy for the rest of your life, instead of being trapped in this fantasy you've constructed."

Yanking her head back and looking deep into her eyes, you ended with "Give in, Lily. Become what you were born to be. Owned."

Lily was speechless. What could she say to that? A deconstruction of what she was and what she always would be. Especially with two fingers deep in her cunt, there was no way she was managing a rebuttal.

Already out of breath, all she could muster was "What are you going to do to me... Master?"

What happens next?

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