Popularity Ch 13

When Mistress Rose brought me home, I was stark naked and when I exited the car, the cool night air immediately hit me and caused my nipples to stiffen and go erect.

Mistress Rose ordered me to walk in front of her with my hands securely behind the back of my neck. This caused me to thrust my breasts out and I felt like my nipples were even more prominent.

My sister had been waiting up for me and she gave me a warm, enthusiastic hug when I came in through the front door.

"It must've been a wild reunion," Hayley commented as she hugged me close. "You were wearing a party dress when you left here."

"My friends twisted my arm behind my back and tore my clothes off," I replied.

A playful grin spread across my sister's face, and she said, "Why would they do that? That's not the sort of thing that normally happens at a high school reunion."

I let out a deep sigh and explained that Mistress Rose had told them I was a sex slave. She strongly encouraged them to treat me as such.

"Describe exactly what they did to you," Mistress Rose urged. "Tell your sister every humiliation you suffered, in excruciating detail."

I could feel my face blushing red hot. It was an added humiliation to have to tell my sister about the fates I'd suffered in the hands of Caitlyn and her friends.

"Sarah used a pair of trauma shears to cut my dress off of my body. Then she cut the waistband of my panties and yanked those off. Everybody saw me naked. And not just Caitlyn's friends. There was also a DJ and a videographer who got to see me in all my naked glory as well."

"Wow," Hayley said. "Caitlyn and her friends really had it in for you."

I nodded in agreement and replied, "Caitlyn said that I had an amazing body, and she resented the way I'd kept it hidden from her for years, She said that she and Wanda and all her friends all had a crush on me back in high school and I never let any of them see me naked or cop a feel. I guess tonight was their chance to make me pay for hiding my body from them for all those years."

"So, they used scissors to strip you naked. I wish I'd seen that."

"Caitlyn has video of the whole thing," Mistress Rose commented. "I'll see that you get a copy."

I felt a sense of shame that my sister would see the video of me being made helpless and forcibly stripped. And then I was prompted to continue my story of my humiliations.

"I was handcuffed, and then Caitlyn and her friends took turns groping me. They grabbed my butt, they played with my nipples, they fingered my pussy, they kneaded my breasts, just one woman after another, after another, exploring my naked body while I was handcuffed and helpless."

"That sounds amazing," Hayley enthused. "And Caitlyn is right about your body. Hell, I'm your sister and even I think you're sexy. If you turn my head, just imagine how all your friends must have felt about you... with your perfectly shaped ass and your cheerleader boobs."

She pointed at my boobs and my pubic lips and added, "Can you blame them for wanting to get a better look at all this?"

"They did more than just look," I replied. "After they were done groping me, I got spanked."

Hayley's eyes went wide, and she exclaimed, "Caitlyn spanked you?"

"Um, no. Devan was the one who spanked me."

"Devan? Sweet, innocent Devan?" Hayley asked incredulously. "Oh, now I have just got to see the video!"

I felt myself blushing even hotter. Devan did seem sweet and innocent. Having my ass reddened by her was somehow more humiliating than going over the lap of a stern disciplinarian.

I described in painstaking detail what it was like to be spanked by Devan. Of course, the whole time she was reddening my ass, I knew there was a DJ, a videographer and all of Devan's friends watching the show. Having a prurient audience like that dramatically increased my feelings of helplessness and humiliation.

"But that wasn't the end of it," Mistress Rose said. "Tell your sister what happened next."

I felt embarrassed. However, when Mistress Rose told me to do something, I was obligated to do it.

"I was ordered to climb up onto one of the tables and get down on my hands and knees," I explained.

"So, there I was, naked, with a room full of people watching me. Then I was ordered to spread my legs far apart. It was a very degrading position. It left me feeling vulnerable and exposed. And then, Devan climbed up onto the table and placed her mouth on my exposed public lips.

"Ooooooh!" Hayley squealed excitedly. "Did she make you cum?"

I nodded my head in the affirmative. "Over and over again."

I was just finishing up explaining how my friend licked me to one orgasm after another when Frida walked into the room. Mistress Rose suggested I tell Frida about the indignities I suffered at the hands of my friends at the high school reunion.

The maid gave me a smug, sadistic look and I protested. "But I just told that story!"

"Tell it again," my mistress countered. "I'm sure Frida would enjoy hearing about it."

I was forced once again to recount the tale of how I was forcibly stripped, groped, pinched, fingered, and raped by friends. Frida enjoyed every word. She had a cruel, sadistic streak and she enjoyed watching me blush and squirm as I told her about my most recent humiliations.

Frida relished how uncomfortable I was. She smirked and then told me to turn around so she could get a good look at my ass.

"I'd like to see Devan's handiwork. This is probably her first time spanking a girl. I want to see how she did."

I hesitated, but Mistress Rose and Hayley joined in and told me to turn around. Hayley accompanied her words with a twirling motion of her finger. I gave up and turned around so the maid could examine my naked backside.

Frida ran her hands up and down my bare buttocks and exclaimed, "There's no redness here. There's barely any color at all. I think we should invite Devan over and give her some pointers on how to deliver a devastating spanking that will leave a girl's ass all red."

I groaned at this comment, but Mistress Rose and Hayley both thought it was a good idea. Everyone thought it was a good idea except for me. "It'll be good for you," Hayley insisted. "Getting spanked by your friends will be good practice for when you move in with Vicki."

"That's true," Mistress Rose chimed in. "Vicki is quite enamored with your ass. I'm sure she'll be spanking you often."

Mistress Rose patted my bottom affectionately and Hayley wrapped her arms around me in a sisterly hug. Even though Hayley was my sister, I loved the feeling of her body against mine. I wrapped my arms around her, held her close and savored the sensations of her warm, beautiful body pressing into mine.

Then Hayley broke from the hug, gave me an adoring look and said, "I love sharing you with other women, but right now I think I'd like some intimate time with just you and me."

She took me by the hand, said good night to Mistress Rose and Frida, and led me back to her room. Once we were both inside, she locked the door. Once things got started, she didn't want us to be interrupted.

Moving with passion, she pushed me up against the nearest wall. My back was pressed up against it and then my sister pushed her body into mine, pinning me to the wall. My breathing became heavy as I anticipated what she would do to me next.

My sister leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. I melted into the kiss and when her tongue slid forward, I eagerly parted my lips and allowed her tongue to explore my mouth.

Her hands roamed down the curves of my naked body and then squeezed my ass, while simultaneously probing my mouth with her tongue, deliciously exciting nerve endings in my mouth. I moaned into Hayley's mouth and squirmed as she held onto my glutes. They were still sore from my recent spanking, but I didn't complain.

The erotic, tingling sensations that began in my mouth spread across my naked body, finally spreading to that sacred place between my thighs, creating an aching in my loins that just became stronger and more potent the longer we kissed.

I could feel a soft, wet pulse in my sex when Hayley broke from the kiss. We were both breathing heavily and she placed her hands on my hips, smiled and said, "I love you. I'm not supposed to. Free women are never supposed to fall in love with their slaves, but you are just so damn adorable."

"We're an unconventional couple," I replied. "Sisters aren't supposed to fall in love with each other either, but here we are."

"You're my slave and my sister and I love you," Hayley said. "How messed up is that?"

I just shrugged and said, "So, now that you're in love with me, does that mean you can't spank me anymore?"

I was honestly curious. I felt that her feelings for me might change the way that I was treated, but then Hayley spun me around so I was facing away from her. She smacked me on the ass and said, "Get on the bed! I'll show you! Just because I love my naked slave doesn't mean I can't spank her!"

I crawled up onto the bed and my sister ordered me to raise my ass up into the air and keep my legs apart. I could feel butterflies in my stomach as my sister stood behind me. My ass was already sore from the spanking Devan had given me and then my sister's hand smacked me hard across my right buttock.

"Your ass is extraordinarily beautiful," my sister explained. "It's perfect. You could tempt a straight woman with firm, perfect buttocks like that. You think that after I've been bewitched by something so magical I could ever keep myself from spanking it?"

SMACK!

Her hand smacked me hard across the left buttock that time. Then her hand smacked across the lower curve of my buttock where it merged with the back of my thigh.

"No matter how much I love you; I will always continue to spank you. Do you understand that, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress," I cried out and squealed as she delivered another stinging blow to my defenseless bottom.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

My sister didn't spank me as hard as she could have, but my bottom was already sore from the spanking Devan had given me. I shuddered underneath the blows and made gasping and whimpering sounds as my tender ass became ever more tender.

The pain grew more intense as Hayley continued to spank me. My beautiful, loving sister smacked my unprotected backside again and again, making it redder and sore until I sobbed real tears.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Aaaahhhh! Mistress!"

My sister spanked my hindquarters mercilessly until I was in tears, sobbing. Any questions I'd had about Hayley going soft now that she was in love with me were now thoroughly dismissed. About halfway through reddening my ass she reached between my legs, grabbed my swollen labia and felt how wet I was.

"You need this," she said as she kneaded my sex lips. "You crave harsh punishments. Even if you can't bring yourself to ask for them, they satisfy an emotional need. Punishments like this one help you to feel controlled and subjugated."

Hayley was right. I had a strong desire for harsh punishments. The OPS conditioned me to respond to punishments, bondage and cruel humiliations. I thrive on such things now. I gasped and tried to formulate some sort of verbal response to my sister, but then Hayley grabbed me around the waist and flipped me over.

I didn't even try to resist. I was feeling utterly submissive to her at this point. I went limp and allowed her to manipulate my naked body.

Then my sister hovered over me, pushed my legs apart and descended on my exposed sex lips. She clamped her mouth over my moist, swollen labia and it was like she tried to suck me inside of her. She drew my pubic lips into her mouth, trapped them between her teeth and then her tongue went to work on my swollen, sensitive clit.

"Oh, God! Oh! Oh! Mistress! Aaahhh! Aaaahhhh! Aaaaahhhhh!"

Before I could cum, Hayley got up off the bed and proceeded to strip naked. My sister had a beautiful body, and I felt a certain degree of shame that I was sexually attracted to her. She had a narrow waist, taut, toned abs, firm breasts and legs like a dancer.

Once she was naked, my sister crawled on top of me and pressed her naked body onto mine. Her naked breasts pillowed against mine and I moaned at the intimate physical contact.

Then she gripped my hair and covered my mouth with hers. She thrust her tongue into my mouth as her breasts rubbed against mine. I opened wide, accepting her invasion of my mouth, and sighed as her tongue danced across mine.

It was exciting, being naked and spread wide open while Hayley had her way with me. And it became even more exciting as she withdrew from my mouth and began to lick her wicked tongue down the side of my neck, my collarbone, my breastbone and then finally to my heaving breasts.

"Mistress," I gasped as she trapped one of my responsive nipples securely between her teeth and began to both suck on it and flick her tongue across it.

My throat felt thick and constricted. I felt feverish, could barely speak, and my sister drew my nipple back into her mouth, stimulating it with her tongue, making it hard for me to think. My nipple throbbed as my sister sucked and lapped at my hard, pink nub.

"

Aaahhh,"

I gasped, arching my back, pushing my breasts higher as if urging greater contact between her mouth and my erect nipple. My whole body tingled with an intense, intoxicating sensation as Hayley resumed kissing me and reached beneath me to grab a handful of my bare ass.

My body surged with heat and pleasure as Hayley kneaded my buttocks, and her tongue thrust into my mouth once again. I moaned as my sister probed my mouth with her tongue and stimulated nerve endings that I hadn't realized existed.

I adored being naked and touched all over, however, it was even more enticing to have Hayley being the one who groped me, kissed me. Something about being dominated by my own sister seemed kinkier and sexier than by one of Mistress Rose's rich friends.

She was lying on top of me, kissing me passionately and I squirmed and trembled beneath her, savoring the feeling of her naked body on top of mine.

I writhed and moaned as Hayley rubbed her naked body feverishly against mine and her tongue erotically probed the interior of my mouth. It was delicious to have her both on top of me and inside of me simultaneously.

I was lost in an erotic haze. Hayley could have done anything to me at that point, and I would have been okay with it. Then my sister climbed off my torso and straddled my face. Her pink pubic lips were swollen and glistening with her juices.

Her pussy sank down onto my face and I made a series of startled vowel sounds as she pushed her clean-shaven pubes insistently against my mouth.

"Eat me," Hayley ordered. She didn't yell at me; however, her tone of voice was such that I knew there was no disobeying her. She was like a hurricane or a tsunami. There was no way a mere mortal could defy her.

She ground her bald pussy against my mouth, and I thrust my tongue against her slit. It was awkward performing cunnilingus while lying spread out the way I was, however, with difficulty I managed to work my tongue between her pubic lips and into the mouth of her sex.

"Ahh-Aaaahhhh!"

The sound of her voice as I tongued her pleasure cleft was seductive. It was almost magical, adding another layer of eroticism to our encounter. She rode my face; I tasted her vaguely salty juices and then she worked her face between my legs. She tongued my exposed pink slit at the same time as I tongued hers.

I ate her delectable, pink pussy while she ate mine. We both moaned and panted and quivered as we were driven closer and closer to orgasm. It was difficult to keep my arms and legs spread far apart as one agonizing wave of desire after another built inside me and I was buffeted with potent erotic sensations.

My sister moaned lustily and climaxed. I was still licking her clit when she pressed her pussy forcefully into my mouth, getting her juices all over my lips and tongue.

Her orgasm was powerful; it went on and on and on and seemed like it might never stop. She quivered and bounced on my face, and my own climax erupted a few moments later. We both spasmed and writhed and panted and the blessed experience seemed to go on for days.

"Oh! Oh God! That was amazing!"

The fleshy folds of her vulva remained near my face even after she screamed and panted her way to orgasm. I listened to her breathing slowly return to normal. Eventually she just collapsed and we both drifted off to sleep, naked, satisfied, with my face near her pussy and her face near mine.