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Chapter 19 by hammerheadstories hammerheadstories

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Lily's Tour

You started the tour on the first floor, which was by far the most opulent. Lily tried her best to contain her amazement, but you could tell she was quite impressed. Your maids had made sure it was spotless, and their effort showed.

The second floor, while not quite as decadent, also piqued Lily's interest. While she did not say it out loud, you could tell she was imagining herself living in them. From the small shared quarters to the larger single rooms, the blonde was lost in thought.

The tour of the third floor was a bit more limited. You did not want to show off all your secrets, such as your monitoring room. You did stop in the master bedroom, though. Brinda was there, making your bed as you came in. She immediately stood up straight when you entered, standing at attention.

"That's alright, dear," you tell her, waving your hand. "Continue as if we weren't here." While the brown girl bent back over the bed, you added "While you work, though, would you mind telling Lily about your life here?"

"Oh..." Brinda froze up for a moment before forcing herself to continue straightening the sheets. "Well, it was certainly a lot to get used to. I had not really done... duties like this before coming here. I had to... I mean, Master had to teach me a lot."

"And how do you feel now?" you ask, slowly walking up behind her. Reaching up, you cup her pert ass in your hands. "How much have you learned?"

Brinda looked away from Lily in shame, but nevertheless pushed her ass back to meet your grip. "I've... I've grown to love them, Master. I like being a good girl for you... Sir..." The brown girl had obviously come far since your lesson last night. Usually, she was far too shy to admit something like that, especially in front of a stranger. Yet here she was, finally being honest with herself.

"Very good, Brinda," you say, giving her ass an appreciative squeeze before releasing her. "You may continue your work, dear." Stepping back, you returned to Lily and led her out of the room.

"Wow, she sure is an obedient one," the blonde remarked, taking your arm as you continued the tour. From her rosy cheek, you can tell that little exchange had turned her on.

"All my girls learn loyalty," you reply, a firmness to your voice. Lily still seemed to see herself as above your other pets. A distinguished doctor among lowly sluts.

This world view would have to change.

Going all the way back down the house, you entered the basement. Lily marveled at the expensive gym equipment you had, and was double impressed by the sauna. However, it was the next level that really got her interested.

"Lord!" Lily gasped as she entered your playroom. Her eyes traveled across your wall of sex toys, darting from one depraved device to another. The multiple pieces of furniture also caught her eye, each designed to bind the occupant or facilitate a certain position.

"What do you think?" You ask, subtly guiding her towards one piece in particular.

"I thought my tastes were out there," she replied, still taking in her surroundings. "But clearly I've only scratched the surface! I'm not even sure what half these things are for."

"What would you imagine this is used for?" You ask, stopping at your desired destination. Lily looked down at the table, tilting her head curiously. The long table was covered on the top with black leather. On each of all the four corners were straps made of thick yet soft material.

"Well, if I had to guess," the doctor purred, still doing her best to project confidence. "It would be to hold someone down while you had your way with them!"

"Very good," you respond, your face and voice hardening. "I want you to lie down on it, Lily."

"Really?" She chuckled, looking up at you. "Don't you think that's a little forward for a second date!"

However, her smile faded when she met your eyes. You had dropped the pretense of casual flirting. Your expression made it clear that this was an order, and you did not want to be disobeyed. In a moment, her poise crumbled in the face of your overwhelming dominance.

"Oh, ummm, y-yes, of course, I'll just..." She hesitated for a few moments longer. When you did not budge, though, she did as she was bid, sitting down on the table and lying on her back.

She was completely at your mercy.

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