L. Chapter 3 - 56
Disclaimer: The two main characters depicted are step sisters. All characters shown in any nude or suggestive manner are over the age of 18.
As the man gave her ass a departing spank, Sadie was on her last glass.
Giving Serena a nod to follow, Sadie walked through the club in search for a suitable set of seats. "I... Wow... That wine was not cheap" Serena said, smacking her lips happily. The buzz was already soothing the girl's nerves.
"What? I think, over here!" Sadie shouted back, not able to pick up on her step-sister's mumbling words. She had found a place for them to rest. As they looked around, they couldn't help but flash big smiles. Tonight was going to be wild!
The two girls walked over to an unoccupied table, then plopped down on the soft couch. Looking at each other, then letting their eyes wander around the large club, they giggled as they couldn't hide their excitement.
This was the first moment of normality in so long. Even if they were collared, restrained, and branded, it still felt like a night of excitement and fun was ahead of them. The added peril of their state did nothing but further intoxicate their minds.
"... So, I think we're actually safe. There are cameras all over the place. Master even s..." Sadie was interrupted by a smiling Serena.
"You keep calling him Master, even when he's not near. Why is that?" Serena asked.
"I dunno..." Sadie said, trying to look uninterested, but her facade fell apart rather quickly.
She moved her lips around a little before continuing.
"It just feels so wrong... So bad... So self-defeating. Calling him a Master... Heh... I've even called him Owner... It just. It's all bad. That's why I can't stop myself... I've always tried to hold myself high and mighty. To always be a good sister and a good influence. To represent the best of what women can do and become... But, I've never once enjoyed it. For once, I like to put myself down... So I can feel my insides screaming out. The idea that one day, I will call him Master, and I will... mean it... It keeps me up at night. My body is so... intoxicated on good feelings... Like, touching myself is so good... It makes me feel so... okay with things. And I realized this, it just. It's like a fucking drug, Serena! It's so amazing!" Sadie laughed as she felt a huge weight removed. Serena laughed and nodded.
"I am your step-sis alright. I know exactly what you feel. I mean... I was a cow... An actual cow. I even liked it... Fuck... I've never felt that good in my life before. It is a drug, and I'm an addict..." The two laughed. But as they stopped, no one said anything. Their attention moved to the dancefloor where the latest people that entered had now started to get groovy. Even one of the men that guided them inside, was dancing. And, to their excitement, he was an awful dancer. But he didn't seem to give a single shit. A few more people got involved, and a few of them were the worst dancers they'd ever seen. But, it was only endearing.
"One more glass of red wine, and we're joining them!" Sadie let her step-sister know. Moments later, the drone came and held the glasses against the girls' mouths as it helped them drink it down. Liquid courage obtained.
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