Steamy Affairs(Erotica)

Obviously, she was mad again. “Bad girl, Cunt. Do we need to get out the crop and pulleys again?”

“YOU FUCKED MY DAUGHTER!”

I was confused. What the hell… Then it hit me. From the angle of the camera when I laid Rachelle on the bed, Ruth couldn’t see that I hadn’t penetrated her daughter. “No, I didn’t. I told you I wouldn’t fuck her until I took all her firsts. She hasn’t sucked my cock yet and I haven’t licked her cunt. Hell, I might even fuck her ass before I fuck her pussy. I just showed her the joys of humping. Another first I took.”

Then I got right in the Cunt’s face so the last of the cologne overwhelmed her senses. “Did it turn you on to think I’d fuck her? Did it Cunt?”

She moaned from the arousal coursing through her between the aphrodisiac in her system and the cologne upping it. “That’s what I thought. I told you I won’t take her virginity until she begs me too. You’ll know when I take her cherry. I’ll pop it and dump my virile seed deep in her womb right here in front of you and she’ll be thanking me and begging me for more the whole time.”

Showing her the small bag of solution I’d brought in. “I thought you might be in pain from your punishment earlier. I brought you some pain reliever but now I’m not sure if I should give it to you.”

I turned to walk away. When I heard what I knew, I would. “Please, Master.”

“Please what, Cunt?”

“Please give me the medicine. I do hurt from my punishment. Master.”

Knowing that it would confuse her more and even cause a bit of pain against her freshly whipped anal pucker and clit, I turned. “Good Girl Cunt. Good Girls get rewarded.” I triggered the vibrator remotes to full sending her into an instant orgasm at the same time I hit the shock collar giving her pain in the middle of her vibrator induced cum. Then I turned off the Vibrators and connect the IV of Propofol to her heplock, setting the timer to administer it over three hours. I stood and watched as Ruth’s eyes closed and she slipped into a drug induced sleep.

I hurried to my shower and cleaned up. I stopped myself from putting on the pheromone cologne because I wanted to hear what Rachelle had to say.

I stepped into her room and she was clean, sitting on the bed naked. “Can you fix the kissing thing first?”

“Sure. Take us to the Pink Door My Pet.”

Rachelle slumped and I caught her before she fell. “Where are you Rachelle?”

“Standing in front of my Pink Door.”

“Unlock and enter the room go to your truth chair and sit down.”

“Yes, Zach.”

“I need to speak to the hidden you is she in the mirror?”

“Yes.”

“Then you can rest in your chair and let me talk to her now.”

“Yes, Zach.”

“Rachelle, it’s time to remember the truth about a French or holy kiss do you remember that truth?”

“Yes, anytime you kissed me like that I would feel myself enter your joy in an orgasm.”

“That’s right, but we’ve moved so far into my Joy that from now on any kiss or Holy Kiss will just make you feel aroused it will not bring you into my joy anymore. We’ve moved past that.”

Rachelle frowned. “I understand. Because we are deeper in our training, I will not enter your joy from a kiss. I will just become aroused.”

“That’s right unless before I kiss you, I say: ‘I’m going to kiss you so hard you cum in your panties.’ If I say ‘I’m going to kiss you so hard you cum in your panties’ when I kiss you then you will cum just as hard as if I were fucking you.”

“I understand if before you kiss me you say ‘I’m going to kiss you so hard you cum in your panties’ then I will orgasm as if we had sex.”

“That’s right.”

“Rachelle one more thing. From now on you will not keep secrets from me and will always tell me the truth.”

“Of course Zach. I won’t keep secrets from you and always tell you the truth.”

“Oh, and you don’t have to call me Lord and Master anymore you may call me Zach or anything else you want to call me.”

“I understand I can call you anything I want instead of Lord and Master. But what if I want to call you Lord or Master or both?”

“Then you can, but only if we are in private or in your mother’s training room. In Ruth’s training room you won’t forget to call me Lord and Master.”

“Of course I won’t forget to call you Lord and Master when we are training.”

“Thank you, now wake up normal Rachelle so we can leave the truth room.”

I brought Rachelle out of the training room and after we’d locked the Pink Door and climbed the stairs, Rachelle woke up refreshed and ready to talk. She looked at me. “Did you fix the kissing thing?”

I walked over and kissed her, and she smiled. “Interesting. I just wet my panties, but I didn’t cum. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. But did you know I’m going to kiss you so hard you cum in your panties?” Then I kissed her, and she screamed into my mouth. OH, Shit I forgot I’d made her fucking cum trigger so much stronger than any other.

She hung on and then looked at me. “Oh, now that was different.”

I smiled “Good different or bad different?”

“Oh, that was very good different. Um can you get me some clothes? We really need to talk, but I want to do it back at my house. I need to show you something.”

I stopped. “What do you need to show me?”

“Proof of what I need to tell you. Please, Zach, for me?”

I sighed and nodded. Took her hand and lead her to my office. It was the first time anyone had seen the inside of the control room for the training area. But if she was truly going to help me train Ruth, then she might need to know about this room. She looked around. Fascinated with everything. “This is a very interesting room.”

“It’s the never center of the training center.”

“Why do you call it the training center? Why not the home lab?”

“It’s not a lab. I don’t make things here.”

She laughed. “Yes, you do. You make brainwashed little cum-sluts and sex-slaves.”

I shook my head. “No, in reality I make Trophy Wives.”

“Oh, I like that. That’s what you should call this place The Trophy Wives School. After you train mom as your test case and product sample you could make extra money training other adulteress or frigid wives into the perfect Stepford wives or whatever the husbands wanted.”

I shrugged. “It’s not like I need anymore money. I built this to break you and your mom safely.”

“I know, but I can think of a few of her friends whose husbands might give you just about anything to fix their wives or daughters or both. Think of the power you could have.”

I promised her I would think about it and then I opened a locker and showed her her luggage. She quickly pulled out a pencil skirt, blouse and light sweater. Which she pulled on. What shocked me was she didn’t add a bra or panties.

“What?” She asked when she saw my face.

“Underware?”

“Why? You’ll just make me cream them anyway and you know it.”

I shook my head “Not until I understand why you didn’t fight me.”

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Fourteen

As we drove toward the house I’d grown up in, Rachelle started talking. “My mom’s always been a manipulative Bitch. From the earliest memories I have, I can remember her using men. Getting them to give her anything she wanted. It wasn’t until I was older I realized she was using her body and sex.”

She looked over at me. “Daddy Ethan was when I realized what she was doing. After he spent the night for the first time. I knew they had sex. I just didn’t realize why she was doing the thing she and Pastor Jeff told me not to do. Then mom came to me and told me she was getting Daddy Ethan to fall in love with us. I was to call him Daddy Ethan and tell him how much I loved him and wanted him for my daddy. She was in her words going to get him hooked on her charms.”

“Jesus Rachelle. Your mom is a sick fuck.”

Rachelle nodded. “I know I hate her, Zach. I mean, she’s my mom and I love her. But I hate she is the way she is. She was telling me how Ethan would be the best thing that happened to us. That when she was done with him, we’d be rich and never have to worry about anything again.”

“What do you mean when she was done with him?”

Rachelle looked at me and sighed. “Don’t you understand? She never planned to stay married to him. She planned to marry him for a couple of years, then divorce him and take half of everything. Only problem was your dad outsmarted her. He made her sign a prenup. If they divorce for any reason, other than him cheating on her, she gets half a million and nothing more. The only other clause was if he catches her in an affair, she gets nothing but what she brought into the marriage. In other words, her clothes and me.”

I thought about the audio I had. I could get rid of Ruth just by giving it to dad. Well, maybe. He was so whipped by her she might convince him it was fake. Besides, I wanted to hurt her for kicking me out of the house and family.

“Alright, but I don’t see what this has to do with me?”