[DarkAndEvil]

Chapter 4

Laura looked at the flip-flopped feet, tracked her eyes up a pair of bare legs to a short skirt and strappy top with small curves of breasts in it and above there Charlotte's face. Charlotte stood at the door with a triumphant grin on her face, behind her a man appeared with a face which was strangely familiar to Laura. He was significanty taller than either of the two girls, well-built, and wearing black jeans and a tight black t-shirt which showed off his well-muscled torso. Laura stared at the two of them, trying to place the man.

Charlotte's grin became more evil. "I see you recognise my companion, sis. As well you should, after all, he is your master".

Laura's knees once more became wobbly, and she sunk back onto the floor. "You - the picture, the message..." she said weakly.

"Yes, Master dealt with delivering the photo I took from your computer and the message on the fridge." explained Charlotte "He knows enough people at the swimming pool to open your locker to place the picture, then he came back here with the key I left for him to write a message and wait for you. I met Master online 6 months ago, and we have been enjoying ourselves together over the internet. When he heard about you and your disobedience to your previous owners, he was interested to see if you could be brought into line. Direct action seemed the best way from what I've seen, and today's display proves you're not listening to him at all. So this seemed the best way, and had the added bonus of me getting to meet him in person. This was the ideal opportunity."

Laura moved her mouth uselessly "You. Him. Before...? But you, you don't....you can't" as she tried to comprehend the enormity of it. The man she had almost been serving had been her sister's Master months before he was hers.

Master nodded at Charlotte, and she knelt here she had been standing. He walked over to Laura and pulled her up by the hair hissing "kneel you worthless fuckmeat. Show some respect"

Laura moved awkwardly to her knees, still with a lot on her mind. What on earth was going on? Who was he really? How did she get out of...

SMACK! Master's backhand connected with her face. "Kneel up bitch". Laura decided that she would have to think her way out of it, but she'd better not daydream in the process. "Now Laura, I don't think you've been restricting your masturbation as we discussed, have you? Perhaps an in-kind lesson might help"

"As you seem to enjoy masturbation so much, let us start with a punishment for your misdemeanours. Charlotte!"

Charlotte appeared with a large vibrator and an evil smile "we are going to get you to the edge of orgasm twenty times, and stop. I wonder how you like that level of horny". There was such mallice in her voice that Laura felt unsteady again.

"Twenty", but that's cruel and inhuman" Laura objected.

"Twenty-five" he responded.

Laura opened her mouth to object, and then considered his reaction; it would be another ten, maybe twenty if he was being really cruel, and she would still have no choice or escape. Forty or fifty? Was that possible? Could she live through that? She thought better of objecting. Fifty would kill her! Fifty was evil, and something told her both of them would do it "Fif...twenty-five", yes sir"

"Although Charlotte will get some punishment for allowing you to orgasm, your punishment will be far worse - so make sure you hold on. She tells me she has been listening to you masturbating for long enough to know exactly the sound effects which accompany the various points. She's even watched you a couple of times - but then masturbating sunbathing in the garden is hardly hiding it, is it! Now open your legs."

He flicked his fingers at Charlotte, who headed off, and reappeared with an extension lead. Master grinned evilly at Laura's wide-eyed expression of shock as Charlotte plugged the vibrator into the mains. A mains vibrator was going to make sure that the threat was carried through without the possibility of a reprieve for a battery change. Laura started chewing her bottom lip, desperate to escape the situation she had created herself. The two of them separated her legs roughly, and looked at the area between her legs. She knew without looking that her body had responded and her panties were going see through, before the torture had even started. Screwing her eyes up, she wished herself away "There's no place like home, there's no place like home, there's no place like home" running through her head.

She hoped closing her eyes meant she could ignore the physical experience she was going through. Her thoughts in the blackness were interrupted by the strong sensation of the vibrator being forced against her clit. The panties, her lips and hood doing nothing to protect her from the sensation of the vibrator crushed against her most sensitive area. The strong hands holding her still as she started to buck around simply turned her on more. As her panting got heavier, she could feel the orgasm coming, nearly there, so close, so...stopped.

"One" a strong voice in her ear said. How on earth did they get it so close without tipping her over the edge? And how was she going to bear another twenty nine?

The vibrator restarted and Laura's thoughts returned to her groin. The sensation was building again, already. How was she going to stop it this time...

"Two"

Laura realised that there wasn't going to be any escape, and she was going to be regretting everything very soon. Her pleasure/torture restarted and she started wriggling and writhing, clawing at the air as the orgasm...didn't come.

"Three"

Laura loved masturbating, and frequently made herself stop at the edge before orgasming, but this was already more times in a row than she'd actually been before. She groaned as the vibrator started up again.

"Four"

"Five"

Laura wondered about her knickers - clearly Charlotte could now see everything, but it felt like they were pulling themselves off her body with the weight of juice in them. Just as she could breath again IT started up.

"Six"

"Seven"

Laura's was sure she could smell herself now, she could certainly feel juices running down her legs, and she was stuck, clamped by His hands where she was.

"Eight"

"Nine"

"Ten"

As the vibrator started again, Laura started shaking violently and she could feel the biggest orgasm of her life on the horizon. It was coming, coming....not there. Laura started humping at the vibrator to no avail. Her breathing was erratic and shallow.

"Eleven"

As she could breathe again, Laura felt the vibrations start again, and she started to cry from complete inability to process what was happening to her. Her mind was short-circuiting and she couldn't follow what was happening properly any more - she was shaking and couldn't focus properly.

"Twelve"

"Thirteen"

"Fourteen"

Charlotte put her hand inside Laura's panties and spread her hot, pink lips, lifted her clit hood so nothing protected her from the full force of the vibrator. Charlotte crushed the vibrator against Laura's clit, and Laura's brain shut down. She was a shaking gibbering wreck as a result of edge after edge being inflicted on her. Everything started to blur.

"Fifteen"

Laura allowed her eyes to open, and saw Charlotte's malicious smile. Charlotte, in response to seeing Laura's eyes open, turned the vibrator onto its top setting. Laura gasped, screwed her eyes up and forgot aboutbreathing as the intensity increased 100-fold.

"Twenty Two"

Laura began to process what was happening to her again - she had spent time in limbo, unable to process anything

"Twenty Three"

Laura groaned, she was sore, disorientated, and had no idea what was going on. She was no longer pinned because she couldn't move beyond the faintest fidget each time.

"Twenty Four"

"Twenty Five"

Master and Charlotte dumped her on her side on the floor and cleared the toys away. There was a large patch of juice on the tile bathroom floor that would wait for Laura to come around enough to clear up herself.

Finally, Master picked Laura up and held her over the bath, and Charlotte poured a bucket of freezing cold water over her head. Laura spluttered into life, still disorientated.

"Wake up slut, and clean up" Laura was thrown onto all fours on the bathroom floor. "Lick it up slut".

Laura felt a boot pushing the back of her head towards the floor, as she neared the floor, she realised it was a large quantity of her own juice she was to lick up. She had always hated the taste and felt disgusting dealing with it but realised she had no choice and started lapping at it, feeling like the most disgusting creature on the planet. She was still incredibly horny, and her cunt was throbbing and sore.

"You should properly thank Charlotte..." Master said, and worked his fingers into the thick, dark hair on the back of Laura's head. His sharp yank on her hair pulled her forward on all fours, she felt herself being directed towards Charlotte's room, each change of direction or speed causing pain in her scalp. As the door to Charlotte's room loomed, Laura started to worry what thanking her step sister might involve and knew that she would be doing whatever she was told, one way or another.

As they arrived, Laura did her best to look up, but could see nothing more than Charlotte's clothing-covered floor. For such a goody-two-shoes, Charlotte was immensely messy with her clothes, although the mess was limited to using the floor as her wardrobe and washing basket.

With her own taste in her mouth and her high level of sexual excitement, Laura could only come up with one "thanks" they could be intending her to give to Charlotte. Laura shuddered, the thought of oral sex on her step sister was not appealing. In fact it was so revolting, it brought a little bit of sick into the back of her throat.