’m already at Sally’s home, mom. I bet she will be surprised to see me.” Marlene sent a text and walked to the door of her sister’s home, ringing the bell. 

There was some music playing from inside. But there was no answer.

She tried to peer over the glass by the side of the door. There was a figure sitting on the floor of the living room. 

“She must be doing some yoga,” she said to herself as she tried the door. It was open. 

Sally should be more careful, Marlene thought, frowning. She would have some words about it with her lil’ sis. 

Slowly, she walked inside her sister’s place. It was a big house, minimalist but welcoming. She could see her sister stretching on the floor behind the couch. 

“Sally, you really should not leave the door open like that.”

She left her bags by the entrance and paid attention to the music. It was a familiar tune. She kept walking. Sally didn’t answer.

“Did you hear me, Sally?” Marlene saw the old stereo. Her phone was connected and playing from an old playlist. 

“Sally-“ Then she saw what her sister was doing. 

Sally was laying on the floor, yes she was stretching, but she was also pushing a dildo in and out of her pussy following the rhythm of the music. 

“Oh god, Sally!” Marlene yelled at her, but her sister didn’t respond. Her sister kept pushing the dildo in and out. She was moaning something with each thrust.

“Wet and ready for Master”

“Mindless and obedient”

Sally repeated the same lines over and over. 

Marlene tried to reach for her sister, to make her stop, but her fingers didn’t reach her, and the music was echoing with the words inside her head. 

Sally? She said with concern, “Sally-“

Marlene stared at her sister’s pussy. There was something familiar about the dildo, sure most should be really similar, but it was more than that. It was almost like it was identical to the one she used. 

Wet, Marlene thought as she saw the dildo going in and out of her sister’s pussy. 

Obedient. She knelt by her side, no longer trying to talk some sense into her sister. She just stared, mesmerized. 

“Mindless,” the word slipped from her lips. 

The door opened, and Marlene looked back. 

A man walked in dressed in a wine-colored shirt with a gray blazer and pants. He was handsome and walked with confidence. He noted her presence, but not Sally. 

“Master?” Marlene said unconsciously, almost in a whisper. 

The man smiled, “Marlene, good to see you. Sally said you would be coming.”

“Who are you?” Marlene asked, almost demanding, but there was a bit of fear. No, it was something like respect in her voice. Like she knew him somehow. 

“I’m Sally’s… you could say… boyfriend.” He knelt by Sally’s side. His fingers touched her chin, looking into her sister’s empty eyes.

“She never said anything about you,” Marlene said, taking a step back.

“Well, I am almost sure that she did, but not with those words exactly, although I am sure you wouldn’t be able to remember at first.”

“What did you do to her?” Marlene demanded. She was growing anxious. It wasn’t anger, it was something else. She felt hot and-

“Nothing that she didn’t want,” the man said. “We talked about it. We explored her desires. She needs a break from time to time, so I visit her when she calls me.”

“And I am guessing you too.” He circled Sally, but he didn’t take his eyes from Marlene. “Sally, wake up, doll. We have guests.” The man patted her sister on the head like a puppy. 

Sally’s eyes blinked several times before she finally stopped moving her hands, but she didn’t push the dildo out, nor did she seem ashamed of her state. 

“Master?” she asked. 

“Yes doll, your sister is here, just like you said.”

Marlene waved her hands in front of her. “Wait, what do you mean by just like you said? I just decided to surprise my sister today. This is a bizarre coincidence.”

“Why then didn’t you leave the moment you saw your sister naked and masturbating on the floor?” He took a step towards her. “Surely you must have thought of leaving her alone after finding she was having an intimate moment by herself.”

Marlene didn’t move. She hugged herself and averted his eyes only to stare at her sister on the floor, kneeling with the dildo still inside her, juices dripping to the floor. 

The man lingered towards her, his hand extended. “Why don’t we sit down, Marlene? That way you can relax”

Marlene took his hand and let herself be led to the couch. He sat by her side. 

“I- I thought something was wrong. She seemed so-“

“Entranced,” He interjected. His hand never left hers. He was caressing it.

“Uhm, yes” She felt her eyes flutter, his fingers danced over her palm. Soft and kind. 

“And- like-“

“Like she was enjoying herself?” He interrupted her again. His hand moved up her arm, making small circles on her skin. 

It was distracting Marlene, but in a good way. 

“Yes,” Marlene whispered. 

“Like she was pleasing herself.” He added. 

“Yes.” Marlene’s eyes were unfocused. Her head was lolling back and forth.

“And you wanted to feel like her, right?”

“Yes,” she nodded.

“To be mindless.” 

“Yes.” She moaned.

“You remember the feeling, right?” 

“Yes,”

“You remember how you feel every time you listen to the playlist that Sally sent you?”

“Yes.” Marlene moaned 

His hands moved up her arm until he found the straps of her blouse, pulling them slowly. 

“You remember the freedom it gave you,” He pulled down the straps of her bra, 

Marlene breathed heavily. “Yes,” she moaned, her breasts heaving up and down, her nipples erect.

“How it made all the stress disappear.” His hands moved down her body, over her belly, and rested on her skirt.

“Yes.” Marlene’s eyes rolled back, finally resting her head on the couch.

“You remember the pleasure it gave you, to listen.” His hands moved under her skirt, pulling aside her panties. 

“Yes, I remember.” Marlene breathed out. Her face was flustered. 

“That is why you came, isn’t it? To be like your sister.”

Marlene frowned and stirred in place. “Yes?” 

“Yes Marlene, you came because you wanted to be free of the stress from your classes. You wanted to submit.”

Marlene relaxed and moaned softly as his fingers danced over her clit. 

“You brought your dildo, didn’t you?” He stopped touching her. 

“Yes.”

“Where is it?” 

Marlene struggled to remember. She wanted to feel his touch. That was why she was here. She thrust her hips up. Just a little and moaned in frustration. 

“Where is it, Marlene?” He touched her pussy lips again, a light caress. 

“In my handbag,” Marlene said softly, 

“Sally, bring me her dildo.” The man said. His hands caressed Malene’s pussy lips, but he stayed away from her clit, and he didn’t push his fingers inside. He simply played with her and watched her squirm in place. 

Sally crawled on the floor, letting her own dildo slide off her pussy. She moaned but did as she was told and brought the dildo from her sister’s bag. 

“You are almost there, Marlene. Just one thing more.” He said, taking the dildo from Sally’s hands. 

“I want to see you fuck yourself.” He slid the dildo against her pussy lips, coating it with her juices. 

“I want you to fuck yourself with the dildo your sister gave you,” He sped up, pressing the dildo against her clit, rubbing her pussy, “I want to hear you beg. I want to see you submit to my cock. The one you have been playing with for months.”

He reached for her hand and guided it to her pussy, to the dildo.

He stopped. “Do you want this?” 

“Yes!” Marlene said, almost yelling. 

“Go ahead, take it.” He said. 

Marlene tentatively grabbed the phallus. 

She placed the fake cock just at the entrance of her pussy. 

“Sally,” the man said. 

“Yes, Master,” It was all she needed to hear. She hugged the half-naked body of her sister, kissed her, and pulled her hair. 

Marlene moaned into her sister’s lips. 

Sally’s hand reached under her sister’s skirt, touching her sister’s hand, and helped her push the dildo inside. 

Marlene began to fuck her pussy. 

“Good girl, Sally,” the man said. 

Sally broke the kiss. “Thank you, Master.”

“Good girl, Marlene,”

Marlene pumped her pussy with the dildo, slowly, methodically. It would keep her on edge, but she would not cum that way. She needed permission to cum. 

“Th-Thank you, Master,” Marlene said. 

The man stood up, taking Sally’s arm and pulling her up.

“Sally’s been waiting for a while. She deserves a reward, don’t you think?” 

“Uh-huh” was all Marlene could muster.

“Now, remember how you found your sister, practicing her mantra on the floor, be a doll and follow her example,”

Marlene slid off the couch. Sally helped her place the dildo on the floor, where Marlene knelt and began to shake her hips as she fucked herself with the dildo.

“We will be right back.” The man said as he walked to the bedroom, leaving Marlene and Sally alone. 

“You are going to love this, sis” Sally kissed her sister and followed her Master to the bedroom.

Marlene stared at them, her eyes unfocused, her hands roaming her body, humping the dildo with her Master’s shape, as she repeated the Mantra her sister and her Master taught her. 

“Mindless and obedient,”

“Wet and Ready for Master.”