The Step-Sister, Chapter Thirteen

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Chapter Nine

"Ask away,” Sara said, “Claudia will be here all night. A sleepover with well behaved girls like us will be good for her. Unlike her friends, we’re actually responsible and motivated to succeed in life. Trust me, sis. The sooner our habits start to rub off on you, the better. Isn’t that right, girls?”

Celeste ever so slightly cocked her head to the side. She could obviously tell something was up, as Claudia wasn’t the type to stand idly by and allow a judgy remark like that to go by uncontested. Even if there was plenty of truth in Sara’s words, normally Claudia would have snapped out a witty retort within seconds. “That’s right,” Celeste said. Sitting up a little bit on the sofa, she asked, “So, why the change of heart, Claudia?”

‘Because my step-sister is a fucking bitch and stole all my shit and I was stupid enough to let her keep screwing with me instead of turning around and walking back out the front door like I should have.’ Retrospect was almost as much of a bitch as Sara was. While the fallout of all of the preppy girl’s threats would have been an enormous pain, it would at least have been a ripped band-aid that Claudia could wrap her head around in terms of what would happen at home and at school. Avoiding those things, however, had resulted in a lot of unexpected twists and turns that she probably would have chosen against if the two options had been more clearly laid out from the beginning. To her credit, Sara had been clever. Stringing Claudia along step by step ensured that she stayed committed to what she had signed up for. Being proper and responsible, to Sara’s standards. “Because I like trying new things,” Claudia said. Technically true, and playing with honesty was certainly a fun way to turn this around on her sister, “And it’s not every day that I get to be naked in Sara’s room. It was almost a porno, except she didn’t actually use the phrase ‘step-sister’ when telling me to strip. No fun, I know.”

The girls’ expressions in response to Claudia’s bluntness gave her a bit of satisfaction, but she knew calling Sara out like that wouldn’t do much. These were her best friends, after all, and they weren’t nearly as ‘well behaved’ as they liked to act and dress. Claudia should know; she had been around for enough of their sleepovers to know that they drank and fucked around just like Claudia’s skater friends. The only difference was that it was wine and/or fancy cocktails, and that they fooled around with boys that were equally as ‘classy.’ If both sides wanted to keep up a certain reputation, then neither partner would openly brag. Of course, Sara had more or less explained that concept earlier with the plug–proper on the outside, while still being less than proper in a more discreet way.

“She was naked?” Celeste asked. She raised an eyebrow, but patiently waited beyond that.

Easily spinning things from her own perspective, Sara nodded. “Of course. I had to dress Claudia from head to toe, including underwear. Plus she needed a good spanking before trying anything on.”

At that, Harriet finally spoke up. “Wait, you spanked her?!”

“Mm hmm,” Sara hummed, “She has a whole host of things that she needs to be punished for. And who better to carry out that punishment than her perfect sister?”

Asking the more important question, Celeste clarified to Claudia, “And you let her spank you?”

Thankfully, Claudia had trained for stuff like this. Years of hanging with her crowd had gotten her used to brushing off pretty much anything. Sometimes it was simply a matter of redirecting things back to the other person or, when called for, merely leaning into a taunt and taking away its power by owning it. It didn’t fully translate to preppy girl speak, but the basic concepts still applied. “Of course,” Claudia shrugged, “How could I turn down experiencing my sister’s kinky side. Sorry, my step-sister’s kinky side.” Because if Sara knew about the whole lesbian thing that Claudia thought she had been more low key about, then clearly her best friends would already know as well. “It was great. She had me over her desk, and-” A vibrating pulse below her waist caused her to falter. It was more from surprise than pleasure, but still enough to interrupt both her words and her train of thought. Sara had just used the plug on her! While the silicone toy had a remote that went with it, Claudia never expected her allegedly vanilla sister to know that. Especially since stealing everything from her room must have taken a bit of time. And yet, she had gone through the effort to explore things like Claudia’s little chest of toys. Either she had experimented with this and that to figure out why there was a remote in there, or maybe she had looked it up. Regardless, the hand tucked behind Sara’s back had to have control of the silicone teardrop that had been crudely pushed into Claudia’s ass. “-And she just fucking went for it.” Resisting the urge to turn to Sara, Claudia completed her thought. It had to be her sister, as she could see the other girls’ hands. Just like everything else Sara had put Claudia through so far, it was clear that the girl didn’t have many boundaries when it came to making her sister uncomfortable.

Sara sighed. “We talked about this, Claudia. ‘Vulgar language’ is on your list, remember?”

“Ooh, she has a list?” Celeste asked, “What else is on there?”

“Oh, you know,” Sara said, “Stuff like ‘slutty clothes,’ which we already rectified. We’re still working on her attitude and her swearing. There are some school things, too. You can take a look at it when we head upstairs; feel free to add anything, of course.”

“Of course,” Celeste smirked. She was starting to get the picture. “Are you the only one that’s allowed to spank her? I wouldn’t mind getting some revenge for all those times Claudia was rude to us.”

Assuming the other girls knew about her sexuality, Claudia went for a more suggestive response. “Would you like me naked for it?” she asked, “Because-” And then, Sara pressed another button. It was another pulse, rather than the kinds of vibrations Claudia preferred to give herself, but this one was more exaggerated than the previous one. Since the plug had been shoved in without lube, everything was a little more sensitive down there. Exhaling the slightest bit from the short wave of reluctant pleasure, she shot her sister a glare. “Because I thought only Sara was allowed to undress me and play with my ass.”

In response, Sara repeated the effectively sharp pulse. “Language, Claudia.” She managed to keep a straight face, even when Claudia subconsciously squeezed her hand with a bit of an eye flutter from the latest use of the remote. “And no, Celeste. You can’t spank her for revenge.” Right away, however, she clarified beyond that. “Because this isn’t about revenge. This is about teaching Claudia to be a proper and responsible girl. So you’re welcome to punish her for any swearing from here on out. This is her last warning on that front. But I’ve already set things up regarding her past transgressions.” With that, she switched the plug into a constantly vibrating state, but on the lowest and therefore most quiet setting.

Claudia was stunned, to say the least. While she was plenty shameless when it came to plenty of things, it’s not like she had ever been actively turned on in public. The pulses alone were enough to draw out a hint of warmth between her legs. It had to be purely physical, as she was pretty selective when it came to sex toys. She only kept the ones that worked well on herself, save for anything that could potentially be used on a partner. There was no way the secrecy was getting her off, as these were the last girls she cared about when it came to impressions. Also, how did Sara know what she was doing?! Did she practice enough with the remote to know how to use it by touch alone? Or was she merely guessing and/or pressing random buttons? Regardless, it was working more than Claudia would have liked. Especially once the dull yet constant vibrations kicked in, making her knees subtly buckle. She had enough self control to push back against the pleasurable sensations and keep her cool with the company present, but the element of surprise was going to make it an uphill battle.

“Shame,” Celeste muttered. She glanced at the girl to her left. “What about you, Harriet? Want a turn spanking Claudia, or will I only have to share with Sara?”

“Whatever,” Harriet shrugged, “Although it’s not like she has to be naked for it.”

“That’s right,” Sara said, “For once in her life, Claudia’s wearing a skirt. Honestly, I’m surprised you don’t wear them more often. You know, for the easy access and all that?”

“Because I’m a slut?” Claudia rolled her eyes.

Sara nodded. “A lesbian slut. But that access will work well tonight in other ways. The next time you swear, Clauds, it’s going to be skirt up and underwear down. I’ve already had a turn, so Celeste and Harriet will have to do rock, paper, scissors for it.”

“Celeste can have it,” Harriet said, “I can tell she wants it more.”

“Of course I do,” Celeste grinned, “It’s not every day that I get to spank a bottomless goth girl.”

The callback to some of Claudia’s own words weren’t lost on her, but the dull thrum of pleasure coursing through her body made it even more difficult to come up with a solid response. She was already playing Sara’s ‘proper and responsible’ game, and the physical distraction just further complicated things. It was always annoying when people incorrectly used the word ‘goth,’ as that’s not what she was, but it’s not like correcting it would teach any of these preppy girls the difference anyway. Although honestly, Claudia would prefer to be goth at the moment, if it meant getting out of Sara’s stuffy clothes.

“Well, ideally no one will be spanking dear Claudia. If she behaves as well as she is dressed, then we can all have a nice night together. Isn’t that right, sis?”

“Right,” Claudia muttered. This was not the deal. As soon as she and Sara were alone again, they were going to sort this out. Or maybe Claudia could just run upstairs and grab her phone from its hiding spot. Maybe it was time to pull the plug on this whole thing, both literally and figuratively, and simply leave. This had all seemed manageable at first, but letting it drag on all night long? With Celeste and Harriet here? That was a tall order.

“Mm hmm. We’ll see,” Celeste said, “So, what now?”

“Well, now that we’re all here . . . ” Sara trailed off. In the momentary silence, she pressed another button on the plug’s remote, “What do you all think? Stay in, or go out?”


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Out to the mall, for some public adventures?

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Chapter Ten

“I mean, we just got here,” Harriet pointed out, “Do we have to decide right now?”

“Or maybe Claudia should decide,” Celeste grinned, “Either way, she’s stuck with us, right?”

Claudia was only just able to process the question. So far, the remote control plug had been more of a nuisance than anything else. The fragments of reluctant pleasure had been outweighed by the fact that she was technically in public, albeit just with three girls in her own house. The prudish outfit and her current situation didn’t exactly put her in the most sexy headspace. Still, physical was physical, and the latest vibration pattern Sara had switched to was enough to make this more of a battle of self control.

She still had a reputation to maintain, especially while her current pink and preppy attire was thoroughly undermining her usual image. Steadying herself against the wave of pleasure that threatened to make her eyelids flutter, Claudia steeled herself and put on her classic annoyed look that she often used when Sara’s friends were around. “I really don’t care,” she said. ’Ugh! Managing to keep the groan internal, Claudia immediately checked to see if either of the girls had noticed. Apparently her body had been affected all the way up to her voice, and her words came out faintly weaker than the cold delivery she normally gave so effortlessly.

“So typical,” Sara said. The other girls might not have caught on yet, but Sara had been sisters with Claudia long enough to recognize the more subtle things. It was more about the shift in body language, as well as how obvious it was that the alternative girl was trying to keep her composure with every little curve thrown her way. “You know, girls, Claudia is quite the lesbian slut. In fact, I bet she’d get turned on by her own sister.”

Claudia’s impulse was to flip Sara off, or retort with at least one swear word involved, but she held herself back. The recent reminder about such language had been enough to make her hesitate this time around, as there were definitely some settings on the plug that Sara was saving for her twisted version of behavioral training. Instead, Claudia merely said, “Step-sister. And you were the one ogling my naked body earlier.”

Despite the lack of cursing, Sara sent another effective pulse with the remote. For a moment, it seemed like the timing was related to Claudia’s retort. However, Sara had something completely different in mind. Rather than relenting like before, she pressed the same button again. And again. Stepping just behind Claudia, Sara placed a hand on her shoulder and leaned forward so her lips were inches from her ear. As she did so, Sara smirked and gave a look to her two friends sitting on the sofa. Speaking in a stage whisper, so everyone could hear, she said, “You’re a fucking bitch, Claudia. And a dirty little whore.” With that, she flicked out her tongue to lick her step-sister’s ear, and cranked the plug to its highest setting.

Claudia didn’t realize what Sara was leading up to until it was too late. The toy penetrating her backside was already a lot to handle, as the more intense vibrations were making her knees go weak despite her efforts to keep her body’s urges under control. Unfortunately, bottling everything just made the eventual release that much more obvious when she could no longer keep things sealed.

Her ears were one of her weak spots. There was no way Sara knew that, which made her move a frustratingly lucky guess when paired with everything else. The insulting whispers in an overt and over-exaggerated sultry tone, the unexpected lick, and . . . Claudia wasn’t prepared for the way her sister capped things off, with an aggressive series of vibrations below. It wasn’t enough for an actual climax; she wasn’t that far gone. And yet, Claudia couldn’t stop a breathy moan from escaping her lips. She managed to keep her head from tilting back, and her eyes mostly remained open, but the damage was done nonetheless. Clearly everyone had heard her audible exhale of pleasure, and Claudia actually felt a little damp between her legs as well.

“Oh, my God!” Celeste gasped. Less in judgment, and more in amusement, based on her grin. “Seriously? That’s all it takes for her?!”

“Claudia!” Harriet chastised, although she also failed to stop the trace of a smile from appearing on her face, “What the fuck? She’s your sister.”

For a moment, Claudia was frozen. So far, she had gone through all of this so coldly and logically. Letting Sara spank her, plug her, and dress her. Letting Sara display her in the living room and explain things from only one point of view. Through all of it, Claudia had bitten her tongue and bided her time. Until this. The plug was literally still vibrating inside her at the high setting, and it wouldn’t be long until something more than a soft moan happened. She couldn’t just stand around and play along, not when Sara was taking things so far while not giving the slightest hint that this would be over any time soon. Without a light at the end of the tunnel, and after this latest turn of events, Claudia was finally coming to her senses.

It would have been better to storm off from the very beginning. Now Sara still had everything from before, plus had succeeded in everything that had followed Claudia stepping into the fully empty bedroom. Sunk cost fallacy only went so far, however. Better to call it quits before she lost even more of her dignity and, more importantly, before she truly lost control in front of Sara and her friends.

“I need to pee!” Claudia blurted out. It was quite unlike her usual brooding demeanor, but she didn’t care. Not waiting for permission, because she was a fucking adult, she abruptly stepped away from Sara and did her best to walk out of the room like a normal girl despite being plugged and turned on.

“Mm hmm,” Celeste taunted, “That’s what you have to do.”

“Come right back,” Sara said. She wasn’t going to attempt to stop her, then. “You’re ours for the night, remember? Until you prove you can be a proper girl, just like us.”

Harriet said something, too, but Claudia was already tuning all of them out. Although the nearest bathroom was just down the hall, she opted for the one up the stairs. Not that she actually planned on going in there. At the moment, her entire plan was to keep moving. The plug’s remote only had so much range, and putting herself farther away from Sara felt more efficient than dealing with the process of removing it while it was still vibrating. Also, how did Sara’s friends not hear anything? While Claudia’s cheeks muffled most of the sounds, it still felt like the hum of the sex toy was so obvious. Then again, she was the one it was being used on, so it could just feel more apparent to her while not being particularly noticeable to anyone else.

Claudia planned on stopping just to retrieve her phone, but she ended up just short of the linen closet. Clasping a hand over her mouth and leaning against the upstairs hallway wall for a moment, she breathed out a longer and more desperate moan than before. Sara had yet to turn the plug down from the high setting she had set it to downstairs, and it was getting to the point where Claudia was wondering if she could just take a minute or two to do what Celeste teasingly implied and get herself off in the solitude she had given herself.

No.

She needed to capitalize on the opportunity before one of the girls came to look for her. Legs still a bit shaky from the constant pleasure, Claudia pressed forward the last few feet to the closet. Her phone was still there. Good. She would have been beyond frustrated if Sara had somehow figured out where Claudia had stashed it.

As painful as it would be to let one of her friends see her like this, Claudia would have to deal. There was probably a way she could spin it as over the top irony, or roleplaying as her stuck-up sister, or something. For the time being, however, she merely stuffed the phone into her bra without giving it so much as a glance. First, she had to sneak out.

Going for her usual route, she next made her way into her bare bedroom and gave the finger to the camera in the upper corner. She opened the window and gripped the sill for a few long seconds as she continued to combat the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Still in range, then. Swinging one leg over followed by the other, assuming her limbs wouldn’t give out that much once she put herself in escape mode, Claudia climbed out onto the roof and carefully stepped over to the nearby tree after belatedly making sure no neighbors or preppy girls were watching. Taking a huge breath, not loving the idea of doing this while she was turned on, Claudia took a little solace in the thought that the descent would probably mess Sara’s nice clothes a little bit.

It was only two stories, and she could practically make it down blindfolded at this point. Even with shaky legs, it only took twenty seconds or so before her feet were on the ground. Claudia was used to leaving at night, so it was only easier in broad daylight. She let out a quiet sigh of relief. It was still going to be annoying to walk around plugged until she found somewhere private to deal with that, but she’d probably be out of the remote’s range after a few yards.

The momentary victory was ruined, however, when Sara’s voice pierced her thoughts of where to head next before contacting her skater friends from earlier. “You’re so fucking predictable,” Sara scoffed. She was on the stairs of the front porch, already making her way down and towards Claudia. “For real, sis? I know this is what you do like every other night.”

“Screw you, Sara!” Claudia snapped, “I’m leaving.”

“Like hell you are.” Sara narrowed her eyes and didn’t once break her stride as she crossed the edge of the yard. Remote still in hand, she made a show of pressing a button that switched things from the nonstop vibrations to pulses that were equally as assertive. Something to keep Claudia off balance, just as she had gotten used to the former variety. “I’m not done with you yet. Proper girls don’t climb trees in nice outfits, and they certainly don’t moan in polite company.”

“You’re one to talk . . . ” It was far more difficult to retort when she was still dealing with everything below her waist. Maybe taking it out would have been the better idea after all.

“That’s enough. You’re coming back inside. Right now.”

“And you’re going to make me?”

At that, Sara smirked. “If I have to.”


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Using Claudia’s handcuffs and locking her wrists together?

Dragging her back inside by her hair?

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Chapter Eleven

It all happened so quickly.

First, Sara pressed something on the remote that caused Claudia to gasp in reluctant pleasure from the sequence of pulses that worked in all the right ways down below. It wasn’t quite as effective as whatever her step-sister had done in the living room, but it was enough to make Claudia’s knees go weak for a moment.

That was the only opening Sara needed. She lunged forward and grabbed Claudia’s hair, making sure to get her fingers deep into the long, dark locks before clamping into the tightest grip she could. “You’re coming with me, bitch,” she hissed. Sara yanked Claudia sideways towards the house, aiming to knock her totally off balance for the next part.

Claudia’s little gasps of lust were nothing compared to the sharp intake of air in response to her hair being handled in such a way. While she was very much into a variety of kinky things, including some pain play she had experimented with, the alternative girl was used to her partners showing at least a little restraint. And, while it’s not like Sara was a partner in that sense, that’s the way Claudia’s thoughts were leaning thanks to the sensations of the plug that persisted in keeping her perpetually turned on.

Regardless of how warm she was between her legs, however, this was way too hard. Just like how her ass was not prepared for the aggressive spanking, Claudia didn’t know how to handle her hair being pulled with absolutely no hesitation or mercy. “Sara!!” she exclaimed, “What the fuck?! Let go!” Her voice came across a little more shrill than she was expecting, and it was difficult to sound intimidating in general when she was being manhandled in such a way.

“Language, Claudia,” Sara grunted. While she had a solid grasp on Claudia’s hair, that didn’t mean that maintaining it was effortless. Not only did Sara have to keep herself and Claudia positioned in a way that would avoid her sister getting a good angle to kick or scratch, but she also needed to drag the girl back inside. They were fairly close in height, although Sara was the only one that worked out in the more traditional sense. A little more tone only helped so much, of course, so she was mostly relying on the advantage of using Claudia’s hair against her. “And no breaking curfew!” While it was still light outside, this was a different kind of curfew. As she had texted earlier to inform her irresponsible sister, Sara was in charge for the weekend. And that meant Claudia couldn’t leave the house unless given express permission.

Claudia did her best to twist and squirm, although she found that her struggling ended up hurting her hair even more whenever she pulled the wrong direction against the way Sara was tugging her backwards. She also only had one hand, as her phone was still in the other. That was her only lifeline to her friends that were still expecting her back at the skatepark, and it wasn’t worth doing anything that would crack the screen and/or do any other kind of damage. Smartphones were annoyingly delicate, and she was now regretting her decision not to switch back to her more durable flip phone. Texting and calling was honestly enough; she had other tech for the rest. But for the time being, she couldn’t bring herself to swing with that arm or drop the device to free up her second hand.

As her calf banged into the base of the porch stairs, Claudia snapped, “Ow! SARA. You-” And then her breath hitched as another wave of pleasure coursed through her. As painful as it was to be yanked around in such a way, her hair was also a weak spot of sorts. That, paired with the plug that was stuck on whatever setting Sara had last switched it to, and Claudia’s body was completely betraying her. It was still mostly the toy doing the work, but that didn’t change the fact that her preppy bitch of a step-sister was involved in the process.

Whenever Claudia resisted too much or moved in a way that Sara didn’t like, she gave a sharp twist with her hand and kept working her way up the short staircase with Claudia in tow. The door was still cracked from the way Sara had rushed out to stop her sister from doing something stupid and selfish like running away. Since she was still focused on Claudia, it took a couple blind swipes behind her to find the crack and open the door the rest of the way. “This is for your own good, Claudia,” Sara said. She gave a hard jerk to Claudia’s hair to get the girl through the threshold and back into the house.

“Let. GO.” Claudia tried to put some power behind the words, but once again came up short. Her panties were still embarrassingly damp from the combination of pain and pleasure, and her cheeks were flushed from both the struggle and the fact that the current ordeal with Sara was resulting in such physical confusion. It wasn’t even their relationship, as it was such a recent marriage between their parents; Claudia’s main issue was that Sara was the worst, which made it all kinds of frustrating that the unnecessarily proper girl was eliciting such reactions.

“So dramatic,” Sara scoffed. She didn’t let up in the slightest. Not bothering with the door for now, she continued to drag Claudia backwards down the hall and towards the living room she had recently fled. “We’ll make a good girl out of you yet.” She got the two of them around the corner, then pivoted on her heel while simultaneously wrenching Claudia’s hair to the side.

Claudia didn’t realize what was happening at first. The abrupt scalp pain caused her to follow the harsh movements in an attempt to lessen how her roots were being abused, which resulted in her facing the room with Sara suddenly behind her. Harriet was still relaxing on the sofa, but Celeste was casually waiting in the middle of the room. Out of nowhere, Sara let go of Claudia’s hair, placed both hands on her back, and shoved her forward.

Although having her hair back to herself was a relief, it was hardly a reprieve. Still off balance from being dragged through the house, especially after being spun around so roughly, Claudia was not ready for the unexpected momentum. The forceful push had her stumbling from the very first step, and there was a good chance she was going to wipe out before finding her balance again.

Except Celeste was in the way. Claudia ended up crashing into the girl and, in a shocking turn of events she was not prepared for in the slightest, Celeste kissed her.

Claudia couldn’t help herself. She instantly started making out with the girl.

There were SO many things she should have done instead. Stepped back and slapped Celeste for the audacity. Swiveled around and screamed at Sara for what her step-sister had just put her through. Shoved Celeste aside and used the forward trajectory to race through the room towards the side door. As awkward as running in a tight skirt was, Claudia wasn’t the only one dressed in preppy clothes. She could still get away and put this stupid afternoon behind her; in retrospect, she should have left the second Sara tried to boss her around.

Rather than doing any of that, Claudia was kissing a girl who wasn’t even remotely her type. And doing it in front of Sara; Harriet, too, although she was less of a concern.

Claudia knew it was wrong. Not that she had any issues with girls that didn’t dress or act like her; in fact, making out with seemingly prudish girls was often fun. Either she could rock their world if they were inexperienced, or be pleasantly surprised that they were more than they appeared. Celeste was absolutely the latter. The problem was the current audience, as well as Claudia’s headspace. This was definitely not the time to be fooling around with Celeste of all people.

And yet, Claudia went for it. Her body was on fire, and another girl pressing up against her and meeting her lips was enough to flip a switch that was impossible to ignore. Everything around her disappeared as she hummed a deep moan into the kiss. Her hands wrapped around Celeste’s body and, as if she wasn’t dealing with enough, the plug began vibrating so hard and so fast that Claudia desperately clung to the girl in order to stop her legs from giving out.

Celeste broke the kiss long enough to mutter, “That’s the best you can do?” With that, she plunged her tongue back into Claudia’s mouth and grasped her hair.

Being challenged was effective enough, considering how competitive Claudia could get, as well as how easily annoyed she was by Sara and her friends. The subsequent roughness then heightened the feeling by mixing in the physical side of things. Their tight embrace was already doing plenty for her, but the new hand in her hair worked particularly well when Claudia was still sensitive from the recent abuse. Determined to show just how fucking good she was when it came to passionately kissing a girl, temporarily blind to how there was probably a reason why Celeste had pounced on her in such a way, Claudia sunk her fingers into the girl’s back and deepened their kiss.

The whole thing ended as quickly as it began. First, Claudia felt her phone being yanked out of her hand; she hadn’t done a very good job maintaining her grip on it anyway, as she had been more focused on pulling Celeste in than anything else. Then Sara’s voice cut through the haze. “Got it! You’re good, Celeste. Unless you’re into it?”

Just like that, Celeste pulled away with a bit of a scoff. It sounded just as preppy as the kind Sara made. “Please. She’s a terrible kisser.” Brushing Claudia’s arms away and detaching herself as efficiently as possible, Celeste took a couple steps back. “You’d think a lesbian slut would be better at playing with girls.”

Claudia’s eyes flared. “You-”

“Shush, Claudia.” Sara now had two phones in her hand–the one she had taken from Claudia, and her own that she was holding up with a smirk. “I just got some great shots of you fucking around with my friend. Even if you’re bad at kissing, I’ll admit you look decent on camera.”

It had been a trap. Obviously. Although even after being snapped back to reality and insulted to boot, the plug was still vibrating away inside her. Just like before, it was a struggle to concentrate and act aloof when her body was still screaming at her for release.

Before Claudia could figure out how to respond to that while still reeling from the fact that she had apparently been so turned on that she just made out with Celeste instead of stopping to wonder why her sister’s friend would initiate a kiss, Sara went on, “Hmm, so what should we do about this? Two phones means so many contacts!”


Who should Sara send a message to?

Their parents, to expose Claudia’s secret lesbian habits?

Sara’s friends, to brag about her accomplishments thus far?

Or Claudia’s friends, to show her new preppy style and why she’s bailing on them tonight?


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Part Twelve

Sara wasted no time in displaying that had no problem getting access to Claudia’s phone. She typed in the password and flicked open the screen, turning the device around so her sister could see that it was now unlocked. “You’re not as discreet as you think you are, sis. Not about your passwords, and certainly not about being a lesbian.”

“Give it back!” Claudia exclaimed. She took a single step forward in an effort to take her phone back, but that’s as far as she made it. All of a sudden, it was like the plug inside her had been cranked to eleven. Faltering with a breathy gasp, her legs buckled way more than before and she found herself reaching out for Celeste in order to avoid crumbling completely under her own weight. Claudia had only ever used the toy while sitting or lying down, and her body wasn’t remotely prepared for the highest setting while she was still on her feet.

Celeste was more than happy to help in her own way. She took Claudia’s hand and guided it up to her shoulder, then shifted her own body so the two of them were face to face. “I’ve got you,” she quietly said. Then, gently yet assertively, she took Claudia’s other hand and brought it to the opposite shoulder. “Look at me, babe. Do you like me?”

Before this, Sara had only used the higher settings to subtly chastise Claudia and to nonverbally communicate that she should behave. Occasionally just to make her squirm, of course, but it was mostly a tool to keep her compliant amidst the surprise of Sara’s two friends being here. Now, the plug was vibrating nonstop, and Sara had no intentions of relenting until she got what she wanted.

Looking up at the taller girl and trying her very hardest to focus, Claudia opened her mouth to dismiss the absurd suggestion. All that came out was a soft moan as her control continued to slip away. Blushing, and realizing that she was coming across just as slutty as Sara and company kept suggesting, Claudia settled for shaking her head back and forth. No. She obviously didn’t like Celeste.

Not looking particularly discouraged, Celeste softly smiled. “Do you want to hear a secret?” Her fingertips brushed the base of one of Claudia’s thighs. Ever so slowly, she settled her hand just above the horny girl’s kneecap. Offering ample opportunities for Claudia to reject her if she really didn’t want it, but also touching her in a teasing way that was difficult to risk. The silence dragged on forever, until Celeste shifted her hand up a few inches and rubbed a sensual circle around a spot that was dangerously close to a more erogenous zone on the girl’s inner thigh. “I asked you a question, Claudia,” she whispered. Following the first gesture up with a smaller circle with just two fingers, she repeated, “Do you want to hear a secret . . . ?”

The kiss had been sudden, and Claudia had at least been able to blame her reflexes for how she had reciprocated amidst the shock paired with her body being too warmed up to do anything else but make out with her. This was different. She had so much time to shove Celeste back, and yet she couldn’t bring herself to.

Sara was the one with the remote. Sara was the one with Claudia’s unlocked phone. Sara was the one who started all of this to begin with. And yet, Claudia found herself completely under Celeste’s spell. The plug was already doing plenty to make her wet and desperate, and those feelings were multiplied as Celeste’s hand gradually worked its way underneath Claudia’s skirt. Well, Sara’s skirt, but that’s not what Claudia was thinking about at the moment. Clinging to the taller girl’s shoulders, still unable to do anything else while she was so weak at the knees, Claudia meekly nodded. She had never been this pathetic in an intimate setting with another girl. While the living room with a couple other girls wasn’t technically ‘intimate,’ what Celeste was doing with her certainly was.

Instead of replying right away, Celeste smirked and slid her hand much farther up Claudia’s leg. Stopping just shy of her most private area, she gave a firm squeeze to the girl’s inner thigh. Leaning forward until she was inches from Claudia’s ear, Celeste murmured, “I like girls, too.” Then she flicked her tongue out to brush the shell for a second.

Claudia couldn’t help herself. She breathed out another almost-moan, managing to catch herself and clamp her mouth shut before making an even more damning sound. As for the secret, it wasn’t that crazy. While Claudia hadn’t known, as she didn’t particularly care for Sara’s friends, the fact that Celeste had made out with her so passionately was fairly telling. Unless she was straight and being completely shameless in the name of messing with Claudia, she was probably gay or bi. Her ‘secret’ confirmed as much. Claudia was less turned on by the words, and more the sensations of the girl’s breath against her ear, followed by the light lick. It was one of Claudia’s weak spots, and was especially effective when layering with everything else.

Pulling back so she could meet Claudia’s eyes again, Celeste kept her lips pursed in her smug little smile. More slowly than before, if that was possible, she traced up the last few inches of Claudia’s thigh. “Do you want me to stop?” she asked, barely louder than a whisper. Over the triangle of the thong, Celeste placed two fingers against Claudia’s slit and gave one of those teasing circles from before. “Or do you want me?”

Claudia’s whole body tensed up, but it wasn’t a negative reaction. Such a simple touch was wildly effective. The persistent vibrations of the plug and the recent make-out session had kept her reluctantly turned on. That was it. Now, she craved release. Even if it was at the hand of Sara’s preppy friend. And they both knew it.

Meanwhile, Sara was having her own fun on Claudia’s phone. Not nearly as promiscuous, but absolutely satisfying in its own way. The first thing she did was message her step-sister’s friends. It was beyond easy to find the group chat, as there were several unread messages waiting for Claudia. A few asked what was taking so long and when she was coming back, and then someone named Derek informed her that they were heading to a nearby diner to grab some food. With her own smirk, Sara found the best picture she could of Claudia and Celeste making out and sent it to the group. ‘Staying in with my girlfriend tonight,’ Sara typed, following Claudia’s general style of texting, ‘I’ll text you later.’

That wasn’t enough for Sara. She was enjoying the power trip, and screwing with her sister was just too fun. If there were consequences when their parents got home, so be it. Although Sara would do her best to set things up so Claudia wouldn’t say a damn word at the end of the weekend. “Everyone knows you’re a lesbian, anyway,” Sara whispered to herself. She was far enough across the room that it wouldn’t disrupt Celeste’s games. Besides, something told her that the plug’s current setting would keep Claudia thoroughly distracted.

Sara got started on Claudia’s social media accounts next. She posted a slightly more PG picture of the two girls kissing, the kind that would look more cutesy and romantic when posted online. For a minute, Sara attempted to draft a good status, but couldn’t think of something that aligned with Claudia’s usual aloof self and the proper girl that she was now dressed as. Eventually, Sara decided that less is more. She merely put Claudia in a relationship with Celeste, and uploaded the picture as a way to make the public post more dramatic and undeniable. Thankfully, Celeste had game for this idea. Since she wasn’t currently in a relationship, and didn’t plan on dating anyone that would inevitably fall apart with graduation and university on the horizon, Celeste was fine with the fake pairing. It would be easy enough to explain away as a joke if anyone important asked, anyway. Sara used the accounts on Celeste’s phone to confirm the relationship, then started browsing Claudia’s photos to see if there was anything interesting in there.

Celeste was working the angle as well, albeit in a much less appropriate way. Giving a bit more pressure with her fingers, she echoed, “Do you want me, Claudia?” To punctuate the question, she gave a good rub to the girl’s outer lips. “Oh my God, you’re soaked,” she whispered.

“F-fuck!” Claudia exhaled. Her fingers dug deeper into Celeste’s shoulders and she stared up into her eyes. Claudia was always the girl on top, and that included when she had been the shorter girl in past flings. Sometimes a bratty bottom on rare occasions. This was like nothing she had ever experienced, yet she felt completely powerless compared to her normal sexual self.

After one more teasing circle in just the right spot, Celeste shifted up and began toying with the waistband of the thong with her fingertips. “Do. You. Want. Me.” Finally slipping her fingers underneath the fabric, Celeste traced down Claudia’s bare mound until she could nudge her clit from the outside. But that’s all she did. One little prod, without going any further for the time being.

Rendered speechless all over again, mostly due to the fact that she didn’t want to accidentally moan like before, Claudia dipped her head into a slow nod. She had somehow ended up wrapped completely around Celeste’s finger and would no doubt remain that way for as long as she was stuck in such a needy state.

As if rewarding her for the barely noticeable affirmation, Celeste lightly rubbed the girl’s clit again before shifting down to brush her outer lips for real this time. Fingertips grazing Claudia’s bare womanhood, but not doing anything more than that until Celeste got what she wanted. “Say it, Claudia,” gazing down at her with a more intense expression, Celeste quietly demanded, “Say what you want.”

With the plug constantly vibrating and working all the right spots in her backside, and Celeste’s fingers teasing from the front, Claudia was ready to do just about anything to get the release that she wanted. Anything but pleasure herself, apparently, as her hands were firmly locked in place to support herself on Celeste. Taking a shaky breath, Claudia forced out, “ . . . I want you . . . ”

“That’s what I thought.” Celeste grinned at the admission, even if it was coaxed out rather heavy handedly. She settled her fingertips onto Claudia’s outer lips again, this time underneath her thong, and gently traced up and down her wet slit without yet doing anything that would actually bring her closer to release. “Just one more thing, Claudia. If you want me so badly, you can do one little favor for me, can’t you?”

Something told Claudia it wouldn’t be that little, but she was also in way too deep to back out now. At this point, she’d do just about anything to get what her body wanted.



What will Celeste ask for?

For them to be girlfriends, to line up with what Sara is doing?

For Claudia to stop holding back her moans?

Or for the horny girl to be their servant for the evening in exchange for this service?



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[*Lady Lucia*]

Chapter Thirteen

Claudia barely trusted herself to speak. Not when every breath threatened to turn into something more.

The crazy part was, Celeste was barely doing anything. Even now, when she was actually touching Claudia’s bare womanhood, the preppy girl was merely brushing and tracing with her fingertips. Thanks to everything that had led up to this latest teasing contact, however, Claudia’s body was on fire. She didn’t care what kind of girl Celeste was, or that Sara was holding the remote that dictated some of the sensations she was currently dealing with. Claudia just wanted to get off.

At the same time, she was determined to maintain some dignity. The preppy outfit she was wearing was ridiculous, and Sara’s friends had already witnessed a lot that she wouldn’t be able to live down. Although Claudia was desperate for what Celeste was offering, and had already displayed such desperation by stating what she wanted when it had been calmly insisted of her, she didn’t want to make it more obvious than it already was by accidentally letting another moan slip out in the middle of the living room.

This was all so backwards. Normally, Claudia had zero reservations about making sounds in the bedroom, and would often go out of her way to subtly coax a partner into doing the same if the girl of the week was the type to hold back. Now Claudia was the one who was getting dangerously close to needing to bite her lip, and Celeste probably knew it. So Claudia nodded her head. Yes, she could do an allegedly small favor. Writing a blank check was also something Claudia would never agree to under normal circumstances. The problem was, she could only fight so many battles when dealing with the persistent desire that came with Celeste’s light, experienced touches, as well as the plug vibrating away.

Celeste leaned forward with all of her body language pointing towards another kiss. Just before their lips touched, however, she gave a teasing brush in a similar style to what she was doing below. “If you want me, Claudia . . . ” she murmured, trailing off.

Claudia couldn’t help herself. Despite her best efforts to maintain some semblance of control, she ended up quietly whining against Celeste’s lips. Pushing forward in an attempt to start up another hot make-out session like before, she instead found the preppy girl’s lips eluding her by a fraction of an inch no matter how far she chased. “F-fuck you,” Claudia muttered. Their lips and noses were constantly brushing, and yet Celeste somehow managed to always maintain the frustratingly teasing distance.

Almost as if punishing her for taking the initiative, Celeste slipped two of her fingers inside Claudia for a brief moment. Then she retreated, going right back to the gentle traces. “Be proper, babe. Like Sara. No swearing,” she whispered, “Apologize, and I might just let you kiss me.”

Gasping from the penetration that didn’t actually lead to anything, Claudia found herself awkwardly saying, “Sorry.” She had played with other dominant girls before. It was always fun trying to out-Domme the other, and dynamics like that usually erupted into passion sooner rather than later. This was nothing like that. For once, she was truly submitting to another girl. It felt so unnatural.

Technically giving the kiss she offered, Celeste took Claudia’s lower lip and gave her two seconds of pressure. Then, just as Claudia tried to get more, the preppy girl pulled back once again. “If you want me, you have to do something for me,” Celeste quietly said. Her fingers gave a pointed rub to Claudia’s clit from the outside to punctuate the sentiment, “Well? Will you?”

Huffing in annoyance when she was denied more of a kiss, only to sharply inhale when one of her sweet spots was used against her, Claudia hurriedly nodded again.

“Good,” Celeste, “Look at me, babe.”

Claudia reluctantly did as she was told. Glancing up wasn’t enough, apparently, as Celeste’s other hand was suddenly there to hold Claudia’s chin and ensure the alternative girl’s head would stay tilted up.

Once she was satisfied with their new position, Celeste gave another light stroke below before saying, “You’re going to be our servant tonight, Claudia. Yes?”

As if it was that simple. Immediately balking at the suggestion despite wanting nothing more than for Celeste’s fingers to slip inside her again, Claudia quietly scoffed and replied, “What-”

And then Celeste did just that. Pushing into Claudia’s slit more roughly than before without ever breaking eye contact, Celeste hooked her fingers up and gave an assertive rub to yet another effective spot. “You’re our servant. Say it.”

Claudia’s eyes immediately fluttered and she let out a stifled moan. Vigorously shaking her head, she rejected the demeaning statement. “N-no, I-” She was not this easy. Girls normally had to work much harder to get her remotely close to the edge. Of course, those girls didn’t have the advantage of her already being turned on before ever touching her.

“Yes,” Celeste calmly replied. She began slowly retreating, threatening to leave Claudia yet again. Only this time, Celeste was more fully inside her. “Unless you want to stop?”

Shaking her head for a completely different reason, Claudia was ashamed of how she instinctively attempted to use her grip on Celeste to keep her close, while also thrusting her pelvis forward to keep as much contact with the girl’s fingers. If she were thinking logically, Claudia would know that none of that would keep Celeste’s hand in place if Celeste decided to tease away. However, logic was tough to use when she was in such a state.

Casually smirking down at her and reading the non-verbal objection, Celeste said, “Say it, Claudia. It’s just three little words. I’m.” She touched Claudia’s clit for real. “Your.” Her fingers shifted away after just one perfect gesture. “Servant.” Celeste pulled out entirely.

Claudia gasped in shock and total disappointment. “No!” she breathily exclaimed. Celeste had physically offered so much in such a short time, yet hadn’t followed through on any of it. And it totally worked. Claudia needed more, and she immediately blurted out, “I’m your servant. Okay? I said it. I’m your servant.”

“Don’t just say it to me,” Celeste said. While keeping her hand between Claudia’s thighs, Celeste took a single step back and worked on more fully detaching herself from the horny girl. Trusting Claudia to stand up on her own for a few seconds, Celeste removed Claudia’s hands one at a time, then circled around to stand behind her. All while maintaining contact in the most important area. “Say it to her,” Celeste whispered in Claudia’s ear, then leaned down and gave a deep kiss to her neck.

The transition was already a lot to handle. Claudia had gotten used to Celeste’s warmth and proximity, and she had also been consistently relying on having someone to steady herself on. Losing all of that while still being teased was difficult enough, and then a completely new sensitive area was being taken advantage of. Only this time, Celeste’s height wasn’t there to obscure the rest of the room. The juxtaposition was so uncomfortable. Claudia was still very much turned on. Only now, she not only was looking at her step-sister, but Celeste was directing her to speak to Sara.

The last person Claudia wanted to focus on while clouded with lust was Sara. They were hardly related, considering how recently their parents met, but it was honestly less about the step-sister thing anyway. It was more that Sara was obnoxious enough on an average day, and that was before Claudia had to deal with this level of her smug, bossy attitude. Trying her hardest to look anywhere but the bitchy girl who was leaning back on the sofa with an idle smile, Claudia attempted to backpedal, “Wait, I-” That’s about as far as she got. Then Celeste gave one of those effective clit rubs while sinking her teeth into Claudia’s neck. Briefly forgetting the importance she had placed on biting her tongue, Claudia’s lips parted and she let out a full moan. She couldn’t help herself. After holding back reaction after reaction, and after being mercilessly teased for so long, she had absolutely no control when Celeste surprised her with such perfect roughness.

“Come on, slut,” Celeste murmured, this time into Claudia’s neck, “Three little words. Or this . . . ” She nipped the same spot as before with her lips while giving another rub with her fingers, then stopped it all at the same time, “Is all you’re getting.”

The sight of Sara wasn’t quite sobering enough when Celeste was still working her magic. On the cusp of yet another moan, Claudia had to make a conscious effort to resist the latest wave of lust in order to repeat the phrase being dictated to her. “I’m your servant,” she forced out. It was both easier and more difficult; saying it again was more natural after already forming the words once, only now she had to deal with the fact that Sara was relishing every syllable.

“For the whole night?” Sara casually asked. Setting her phone down on the sofa next to Claudia’s, she arched her back for a small stretch. She took her time getting to her feet, clearly in no rush as she took in the scene before her from a slightly different angle before sauntering forward. “How about it, sis? That would be a kind way to repay me for all the time and effort I put into you today.”

From behind her, Celeste snaked her free arm underneath one of Claudia’s. Pressing her chest into the newly pink-clad girl’s back, Celeste eventually palmed one of Claudia’s breasts. Over her clothes, rather than underneath, and she used the grip to pull Claudia back into a different kind of embrace. “You’re our servant for the whole night,” Celeste said. Once again into Claudia’s neck, and once again followed by a rough bite that was the perfect combination of painful and pleasurable.

Now that Sara was closer, the whole situation was more confusing and fucked up than before. Claudia’s eyes briefly fluttered and her breath hitched while she tried to look anywhere but at her step-sister. “For the whole night,” Claudia echoed, repeating the addition as soon as she found her voice again. The plug was still vibrating away in her backside, adding to the list of things that was making it impossible to focus or think straight.

“Prove it,” Sara said, “Let’s start simple.”


What will Sara demand?

Have Claudia fetch the girls drinks and start making dinner for them?

Treat her step-sister like sentient furniture, such as a footrest?

Or get Claudia started on the chores that were on Sara’s list for the weekend?

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