They can both enjoy some free pizzas

“Serena! Come here,” he called out, trying to keep his voice normal.

His sister walked out a couple of seconds later from the kitchen. She had put the t-shirt back on like he had told her to. Thankfully. The fabric stretched across her massive chest again, the outline of her nipples still faintly visible. She stopped in front of him, calm and waiting.

“Yes Master?” she said.

Mason rubbed the back of his neck. “You don’t have to cook anymore. We’ve got some free pizzas. Come sit here and have some. You must be hungry too.”

Serena nodded without any change in expression. “Yes Master. Thank you for thinking of me.” She walked over and sat down next to him on the couch, close enough that her thigh pressed lightly against his. She reached down, opened the top pizza box and grabbed a slice of pepperoni. She took a bite without hesitation, chewing quietly.

Mason watched her for a second. She ate like everything was completely normal. No questions about where the pizza came from. No reaction to the fact that she had been topless and cooking for him five minutes ago. She just sat there in his baggy t-shirt and shorts, eating pizza like an obedient doll waiting for the next command.

He opened the other box and took a slice for himself. The cheese stretched long and gooey. It tasted good. The relief of the delivery girl being harmless was fading fast, replaced by the same sick mix of guilt and arousal that had been building all evening. Every time Serena shifted on the couch her tits moved under the shirt. Every time she brought the pizza to her mouth he remembered how they had looked bare and pushed out toward him in the kitchen.

“You were really going to let me grope your tits?” he said quietly, more to himself than to her.

“Yes Master. You commanded it so I obeyed. It is my purpose to be useful.”

Mason nodded slowly. He took another bite. The apartment felt quieter now. Just the two of them eating pizza. Outside it was getting darker.

Mason and Serena wouldn’t know it, but someone was standing outside their building, making a phone call that would change the somewhat controlled environment Mason had tried to maintain.

The petite redhead with the short curly hair stood in the shadows near the entrance, half-hidden by a parked car. She held the phone tight to her ear, her voice low and obedient.

“Yes Master, it is him. Yes Master, she is in there with him.”

She listened carefully as the voice on the other end gave instructions. Her face stayed calm, almost empty, while she nodded along even though the person couldn’t see her.

A few seconds later she spoke again, her tone shifting into that familiar flat, devoted rhythm.

“Thank you for your kindness Master. ALL HAIL ALPHA 7! I BELONG TO ALPHA 7!”

She said it clearly into the phone, like a proud declaration, then cut the call. She then opened her camera, lifted up her shirt so her shapely yet small tits were visible clearly on her phone, not caring about how any passerby could probably see her and clicked a selfie. She sent the picture to the contact she had been speaking to. Following this, for three full seconds she stood completely still, blank and expressionless, eyes staring at nothing. The phone hung loosely in her hand. Her short curly red hair moved slightly in the evening breeze but she didn’t react.

Then she suddenly shook her head, blinking a few times like she had just woken up from a daydream. She looked around, confused for a moment. How did she get here? She was just at work, wasn’t she? The last thing she clearly remembered was getting a call from an unknown number. Everything after that felt fuzzy, like a half-forgotten dream.

Her mind quickly told her to think nothing of the strange situation. It wasn’t important. She had probably just spaced out from a long shift. Nothing weird about that. She shrugged it off, slipped the phone back into her pocket and walked to her car like nothing had happened. She got in, started the engine and drove back toward the pizza place, humming quietly to herself along the way.

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