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Lilana was surprised her sister’s feelings changed so drastically, from considering him an enemy. But she could understand what she was saying…Was it really so wrong, to simply obey him, in return for everything he was giving them. They would never go hungry, never lack a place to live. The loss of their parents was sad, but it was an unfortunate side effect of war. They were not intentionally targeted. Their land had been conquered, they were Vanorians by blood now, but they were subjects of the emperor. ”…I…think I get it. We need to thank master.” She did not love him the same way, not yet, but she understood why her sister felt that way, saw how she might feel more in time. “…Let’s love him together…”. It was not there yet, but she was opening her heart to the possibility. In return, for saying that, and getting her sister to say what she did, she felt their master go harder. He would reward her for that, see if it helped the feelings at all.

Lilana found it hard to concentrate. She tried to answer her sister’s question. She had a feeling their master was asking for a little more, it was something she was curious too though, so she ask the more specific question too. “Aaaa…feels…so good…I want more, I want master.” For the moment she accepted it, as a woman, she desired him as a man. It was at least mostly sexual attraction at the moment. Her sister seemed to feel more, she wanted to understand her sister’s feelings. See if she would feel the same. “You said…you loved him…tell me more…”. Honorious was happy Lilana figured it out and asked. He might not have asked, thinking it might shake Aliana out of her mood, but if her sister asked, maybe she would be more willing to tell her honestly and more enthusiastically.

That was a strong statement. One Honorious might remind her of in the morning, if she looked less enthusiastic. He could see a little jealousy but he kept going. “Watch us closely, how good we feel. You know what she is feeling. Encourage her, tell her feelings for me, why you feel them, encourage her to feel the same.” He was going to get everything he could out of this moment, pushing Aliana further into his arms, and using her to do the same to her sister. It was fascinating to watch. The more progress he made tonight, the more they might start to push each other to the breaking point later. He went a little harder, making Lilana moan louder as he waited to hear Aliana’s words.

That was part of the trick of course. They would never have an equal relationship. There would always be times he hurt them. But Honorious intended to be one of those masters who treated his slaves with a degree of kindness after they completely submitted. They would be like that other girl someday, bragging about him, telling other slaves to be how much they loved him, how loyal they were. In Aliana’s case he would give her another purpose, to fight and kill for him. Be the soldier she already was, but with a different relationship to her commander. He could picture it now, how viciously she would fight anyone he told her to, or go from trying to kill him, to killing anyone who tried to hurt him. He longed to see her after she was truly his. That was why he would do this right, teach her to become that. But for now, he was claiming her sister some more. Lilana was not jealous their master wanted Aliana more. She might feel a little pity about it later, but for now she was like her sister. “Please, master, more…more…”. She begged as she moaned. Deep down she understood, she would want more of this later. This man was so strong, his armies so strong, maybe this was right after all. Maybe he deserved to have them, in whatever way he wanted. Deep down, she was beginning that, though there was still denial on the surface. She just wanted this moment for now.

Honorious could see how Aliana was reacting. Still into it. “Look forward to this. This will be a regular experience in the future. The three of us, I will you both attention. Just know I desire you more than any woman. Remeber that, as you serve me.” He put into words what Aliana may have already felt, to make it clear how he felt. It was not love, but she was special to him in a way. Another manipulation, though it was also how he honestly felt. Something else to feed her doubts in the future, feed her temptation to give into him completely

Lilana squeezed her sister’s hand, then looked up at her master, though she avoided eye contact. It would begin soon. The first time she did this willingly. Then it happened, she felt it slide in, naturally but a tight fit. Her body welcomed it, it had been preparing for this. He did not start at full strength, but he did not hold back either, going at a strong pace. She could not help moaning. There was none of the disgust from before. It felt so good. She was starting to understand how her sister felt, but knew it would just get better.

Honorious let it continue for a moment. It did feel good, he wanted to encourage her to be into it. But he was ready. "That's enough. Lay next to your sister. It is time to learn how she felt." Liliana obediently raised her head laid next to her sister, looked at her silently as she spread her legs for her master. She let out a soft moan as his finger roamed around. "Your sister wanted this really badly." He told Aliana. "Don't worry, she will love it too." He laid over her, getting into position, letting the sisters have their moment. This would be a bonding moment of sorts, neither would forget this night. How he made them feel. There was still a little hesitation deep down on Lilana's part, but she wanted it so badly, she pushed it aside. How could she not want to feel what her sister felt? It looked like it felt so good.

Lilana was not an expert yet, only her second time doing this. But it was enough she was doing it because she wanted to. With enthusiasm. She saw her sister open her eyes, looked at her with a look somewhat like what Aliana gave her her. A look intended to say, ‘look at me, we are the same, we will do this together.’ She was on some level encouraging her sister to give in, looking for reassurance she should do the same. Aliana was a Vanorian soldier now. Under her master’s command in a new way. She could not follow that path, but would she end up serving a different way as well? It was starting to get harder. Between that and Aliana watching, she began bobbing her head a little, showing both her master and sister she craved it, liked the feel of it in her mouth. It would not be too long before they started doing it.

Aliana would watch later, both were sure of that. Even Lilana wanted it to a degree. She wanted more encouragement from her sister. That it was good to do this, thought what she said earlier was already encouraging her. There was no reluctance in her movement, possibly enjoyment. But that was maybe natural, she wanted this inside her. She wanted the man who just had his way with her sister, to feel the same thing. She was doing that to encourage it. She was not quiet about it either. She made sure her sister could hear it, know what she was doing. That they would share their master, the sisters could even consider it a family of sorts. They were not wives, but they both beginning to be at least attracted to him, though Lilana did not yet love him the way her sister was starting too. Would she say something like that before the night was over?

It had been getting harder to restrain himself anyway. Honorious could not have lasted much longer. Aliana’s orgasm brought him to his own, he gave the slave what she wanted. She had given herself to him a little more. She might feel some regret in the morning, but she could not deny these were her genuine feelings in the moment. She wanted him, was starting to love him in the way slaves loved their masters. Eventually she would embrace the feelings. He would encourage it, with pain and pleasure. Once he was done, he pulled out, looked to the younger sister. He could the conflict on her face, she did not want to be his, but she badly wanted to feel what her sister felt. They were both beginning to fall, taking their first steps to becoming like the other girl. It would still take some time, but both had started to willingly embrace it, there was no turning back now. ”Show me how much you want it. Your master needs some help before you can share your sister’s pleasure.” With some reluctance, Lilana used her earlier experience, to try to please him. Taking his shaft into her mouth, running her tongue around it, sucking it, trying to make it hard again.

That was interesting. Amy understood the context, of course. It was just what she warned Skye might happen. That being the case, had understood why the fighting over her, what the consequences were. “Faster than I expected. How did you feel, while they were fighting? How do you feel about him now?” She was curious, how much of a blend was there between her human and dog ways? Did it appeal to on a primal level, instincts that human tried to bury but Skye had begun to embrace? While she would not want to see anyone serious hurt, she could imagine appeal of being fought over. It was just one more thing encouraging Skye to embrace being a dog.

Sometime later Amy finally returned. She had been curious to see how Skye had progressed over the day. Whether anything new happened or not. She was also holder the package with the new toy she ordered for Skye, something else for the girl to look forward to. She came out to the yard to see how things were, spend a little time with all of them before providing their dinner, She did see Skye and the lab together. It did look like there had been some sort of change. She knew all of them well enough, even Skye now, if not to quite the same degree as the others. She walked over to the two of them. "Have a good time while I was gone?" She at least thought Skye looked on the content side, not bored or lonely. "What was your first day alone with the boys like?"

It was an acknowledgment of her new place. One Skye had seemed to have done willingly, maybe enthusiastically. The others accepted that. The lab wagged his tail. They had already become friends, now they were something else. Amy especially would be interested in learning about this, see where it. To see how a girl like Skye adjusted to it, exactly how she interacted and felt about the lab. Having just mated, the lab did not feel the need to do the same. He was content having won her and she seemed to be happy about it. He let her show her affection, looking forward to Amy seeing this. Amy might have been owner and mistress of all of them, an alpha female. He felt was in second place now, having won the only other female.

The fight went on for some more minutes. It gradually went more and more in the lab’s favor. He wore the other dog down further, though there were a few brief moments of fighting back. Eventually he backed away, though. The lab stood there triumphantly, looking at the others, without a sound, telling them, ‘she’s mine’. For now at least, the others accepted that. Skye was his mate, and only his. Eventually the tension would rise and there would be another challenge. For now though, they accepted he had proven himself worthy. The others all then started to watch Skye. Did she feel the same, that she was his now? If she did, how would act around him? Would she be more around him than the others? She had a new place in the pack, and none of them knew yet what it would mean.

Mirina was happy to help Anahel, encourage her, get her closer to Maxim, if that was what she wanted. That was her responsibility, the happiness of her mistress. She would do something like this to help it. She was a little surprised at Anahel’s offer, not sure what she meant. The first thought was acting like a mistress, but magic had nothing to do with that. She could not help but be curious. “Please do, mistress.” There was an eagerness in her voice, a happiness for receiving whatever Anahel thought she was longing for, that she could provide. She pulled her hands back, leaned back and waited.

Was she already thinking about it? That reaction seemed to suggest she was interested, that she at least liked the idea now, if she had not thought of it before. “You are his only hope of winning this war. He has no army. I have seen how powerful the Vanorian army is…though I have also seen your power.” Mirina was perhaps attracted to just how powerful Anahel was, one of various ways she was attracted to the Angel. ”I’m sure right now he is hoping to marry some foreign princess, rebuild his power, get a strong ally that way. Royalty tends to think that way…but if you two keep fighting together…if he starts to look at you as a woman…if you give hints that being an Angel doesn’t make you off limits for him…it may not be long before he begins to desire you. He might even desire you already.” Mirina suspected Anahel being an angel was the biggest obstacle, causing Maxim to see her as a holy being, something forbidden. But if he was pushed in the right direction, maybe it would change.

Mirina suspected her mistress was never touched quite like this, even in her old life. She could only guess what sort of master the Angel had, she just hoped it was not quite as bad as she suggested it was earlier. There was a cruelty in the system, always violence, even after the breaking, but there were degrees. Hopefully Anahel had lived a longer life, felt the sort of loyalty she had for her own master. The Angel might destroy the system, if she led the prince to victory and conquest of Vanoria, there might not be any new slaves. Though the question of what would happen to existing slaves, like Mirina, was more up in the air. She was concerned with that, she would just love to please her mistress, give her a taste of that life again. Now that they had developed a new sort of relationship, she pushed again, her old curiosity. “You can have it again of course, in several ways. You remember it deep down, I think, still feel a draw to powerful men.” She said as she continued to the touch the Angel. “You can’t give yourself to the emperor of course, he is your enemy…though I wonder if he was your emperor in your past life.” How long had Anahel been an angel. Was she young enough to have lived during his reign, or was it one of his ancestors. She was curious if her mistress had been a Vanorian by blood, or from one of their conquests. She finally got to the point she was making. “He would not be a master. He hates Vanoria too much, but I’m sure you could find a taste of it again with the prince.” It seemed natural to Mirina, she figured it would to others later. The prince and his Angel, in their holy war, would it be that much of a surprise if they became a couple? Mirina was not bothered by the idea of sharing her mistress with a man. They were different relationships, with only some similarities.

Mirina had been hopeful Anahel could think of something. But it was up to her. She was committed though to figuring something out. She looked over her mistress' body. Almost the same as her own. The halo had been fun and effective, but she wanted to think of something a human would experience, a little closer to what she had done in the past, and what the old Anahel would have experienced. That was the focus of today, things like her trying to be a temporary mistress would wait for later. She considered things her master, and to a degree other men did. They were always more focused on their pleasure, it was rare they did something especially for her. That left her with less experience with the sort of things they could have done to her as man or woman. But she decided to try various things. She sat on the bed next to Anahel, one hand teased near her crotch, between the legs but not all the way. Another hand firmly groped at her breast, rubbing it a little with her palm. She still had to get a little used to doing this with another woman, but it being Anahel made it more appealing.

This is a story about a character some of you may know (did this RP inspire the challenge?). If you follow me or pay attention to active public RPs, you may have seen Bianka before. If you have not, and want to read more, her story in on the PublicRP club, updated every 9 nine days, due to the RP cycle it is part of. She is a new student at a girls school, where 'teacher's pet' is an official position in each class, with both the traditional meaning, and a sexual one. This story is going to be considered part of that RP, but I'll try to write it so it can also be enjoyed as an independent story. The teacher is a new character, introduced here. Will find a picture for her after I finish writing. Bianka was a new student, but she already learned a lot, about her school's unique culture. Her new roommate, Beth had given her a quick but very effective lesson. The school was very openly sexual. No matter how straight a girl was, they were expected to have sex with any other girl interested in her. Sometimes it was love, sometimes for the pleasure of sex, sometimes just to pass the time, or for one girl to assert her social dominance over another. Beth had told her all about it, given her a taste of it. Now she wanted more. She wanted to do things with Beth later, had made plans with a girl Beth knew. But for now she was on her own. She was heading to her first day with her new class. There was something else Beth had told her about. The concept of becoming a class' 'teacher's pet'. A favorite of the teacher, who would help maintain the order of the class, and spend personal time with the teacher after class. Taking care of her personal desires. Beth was the pet in her class. Sometimes it was a prized position, sometimes dreaded, depending on the teacher. In all honesty Beth was a little curious, tempted, she might go for the position, depending on the teacher. She had a few advantages. It was a class of new girls, her classmates might not know about the position. She also had a personality that was suited for it. When she got to the classroom, many of the girls were already there, as was the teacher. A woman Bianka guessed was somewhere in the late 20s to early 30s age. The woman looked at her as she took her seat, was she being judged for the position? The teacher did not say anything, until the class started. She introduced herself, as Ms. Nyoko. She spent a little time talking about life at the school, how they would be here for the next for years, staying on campus even over break. No boys in miles, just a bunch of girls. She talked about how they might make life long friends here, that once they got used to how things went they would have plenty of fun. She did not mention about the sex. The students then all introduced themselves, mostly their names, maybe a little more. Bianka just said she was a quiet girl, but hoped to make a lot of friends. As the class went on, she was quick to raise her hand to try to answer any question. Looked for any chance to be helpful to the teacher. At lunch she offered to get the teacher food or look after the class as she eat. (Does she already know, has someone told her about?) Ms. Nyoko wondered as she evaluated if Bianka was aiming to be her pet. She was ambitious, yet obedient. One of the ideal personalities for this position. "...Bianka, if you don't mind, would you be willing to stay after class, help me with the cleaning?" Bianka was hopeful, did her teacher understand. Unfortunately, she could not do it this time. "...I made plans with my roommate and another girl for tonight, Ms. Nyoko. But I would be happy to do it tomorrow, or do anything you need right now." The teacher gave her a knowing smile. This girl already understood, didn't she. Learned the ways of this school. "You want to help me teach the class how things work here, Bianka? That's what you're after, aren't you? Don't worry, I like you...I'll let you be my new pet. You have been told all about that, right?" Bianka blushed, nodded. She was not sure what sort of 'lesson' she would be given. "Yes, ma'am. That's what I want." The teacher stood up and called to the class. "Pay attention everyone. Keep eating, but you are going to get a special lesson." She walked behind Bianka, one arm around her waist, other across her chest and on to her shoulder. "Bianka here has volunteer for a very special position. You can call her, a 'teacher's pet'. She is not unique, every class here has one. She is impressive for becoming one so quickly though. Consider her my eyes and ears. If she tells you to do something, treat it as if I told you." She slid the one hand down, began groping the girl's chest. "She will also be doing some special favors for me personally. Some of them you will all see, some we will do in private. This is something you will all learn soon. We are alone here, no boys around. We have to support each other, as women. Satisfy each other's desires, physical and emotional." Bianka blushed as she was groped, the class watched her with a fascination, hearing what they would all go through, watching what those two were doing. Some impressed, some jealous, that Bianka already had such a position, that no one else would get it later. "Look at how much she likes it. What sort of girl she is. Make sure to play with her later...what would you like me to do to you, Bianka?" What the teacher did not know, was Beth had given Bianka quite a sexual education the previous night, taught her what sort of girl she was. "Anything you want, Ms. Nyoko. Do absolutely anything." The smiled wider, let go of her. "Bend over my desk then, show yourself to the whole class." Bianka obediently bent over. The teacher lifted the skirt and pulled down her panties. To Bianka's surprise, she spanked her. "Such a naughty girl. You have already done things haven't you. You just arrived yesterday, but you have become a dirty little girl, haven't you?" Bianka squealed. "Yes, ma'am!" "You want to do it with me?" Another spank. "Yes, ma'am." "You want to do it with your class?" Another spank. "Yes ma'am." "Look at her. Look at what this girl has already become. The rest of you will get some idea later. She's mine now, but I'm not greedy, I will share her with you all, and the school." After one final spank, she pulled Bianka back, pulled her own panties down and sat on the desk. "Show me and the class what you have already learned, Bianka." Bianka got on her knees, spread her teacher's legs and leaned her face in. It did not take long until her teacher was moaning, including her name. Her class watching as her tongue found the teacher's most sensitive spots and focused on them. She was following Beth's footsteps, just as she hoped. She was beginning to learn what it meant to be a pet. She would keep learning. She would have this relationship until she graduated. She also looked forward to doing these things with the girls of her class, teaching them, like Beth taught her. She knew she would be very happy here.

Normally Honorious would not care about things like that, but as part of making Aliana his, he would this time. He might do it sometimes later, to reward her, but it would mostly be about his own pleasure. She could feel it. He was restraining himself, she was being rewarded for giving herself to him, falling for him. She could expect more of this in the future, when she gave herself to him completely. She could see how badly her sister wanted to feel it, she was starting to think the same thing two, not a traditional family. But the two of them becoming his women, slaves or not. As long as she was with her sister, they could some way to be happy. She had not completely given in though, but she was beginning to feel the temptation deep down. To imagine what they would be like.

That was a look Lilana had never seen before on her sister it scared her a little but also intrigued her. She just kept watching though, knowing her turn was soon, that her sister was going to happily watch. Encourage it. They were both falling, taking the first steps to embracing this, she had a feeling her sister would regret this in the morning...but would she completely? It was not going to be too much longer, she could see it in their master's eyes. He enjoyed this a lot, she knew he genuinely desired Aliana, Aliana had to realize it too. It was unfortunate it was in this way, but her sister was falling for him, not completely, but she was developing genuine feelings and desires, that would eventually gnaw away at her. She would be lying be if she said she felt no arousal at the way he went at her, wanting him to do the same to her, and knowing she would.

"Don't worry little one. You will get your turn, once I'm done with your sister. She deserves a reward for her love, after all." He would give everything he could to Aliana, this was a time he cared about her pleasure. To make her more completely his. Then she would watch her master and sister make love. To draw the other one closer to him. He could see the look in her eyes. "...If that's what master wants...if that is what you think, Aliana.,,I hope you enjoy watching his turn with me." She realized they both could see it, that she wanted to feel like her sister. She did not try to look away anymore, she watched her sister give in, if only temporarily for now. She wanted to do the same, how could she not, she desperately wanted to know how good her sister felt. Forget what was happening and willingly have sex with their master. He was taking his time with this, he could have ended it sooner, but she could see, he was able to care about their pleasure, when he had a reason. He was doing it for Aliana, to make her want him more.

It was a major step, but the general she was completely there yet. She might not be able to turn back at this point, but he suspected Aliana would not be quite so enthusiastic in the morning. He did not believe either sister had the true breaking point yet, she had seemed to have gone through the experience the other slaves talked about, the point the fully committed. But she was a lot closer now, she would not be able to forget these things in the morning, she truly meant them right now, even if she might deny it, to herself and others, later. He would continue to twist her, both with sex, and as soldier, giving her things to fight. She had already been trained to be loyal to her officer, now that he was that, in addition to her master, her loyalty would start to build. He decided to take a chance, it was risky, but this could draw of them to him. "Tell your sister how much you like it. You want her to share in it too, don't you? You want to see her feel as good as you do?" In her current state of mind, this was the only time this might work, until more progress was made. For Aliana to genuinely want her sister to feel this too, know how good she felt. Liliana silently waited. Would Aliana do it. She suspected the same thing as their master, that Aliana would do so right now. Not just because she was ordered too, but in her current state, she might do it willingly. The worst part was...she did want to feel it too. She did not want to change, become a willing slave, but there was a jealously of sorts, seeing how good her sister felt. Aliana was willingly saying she loved him, she was watching a preview of what her sister would eventually become, what she would become, with perhaps small differences.

The others watched intently, there would be other challenges eventually but whichever won today would be accepted as Skye’s mate for at least some days. They could see, she was starting to get into it, like it. More reassurance she really was one of them, was beginning to think like them, act like them. The two of them kept going, it was not a completely one side fight, but the lab was clearly winning. He wanted more of the bond with Skye, to comfort her, protect her, he could tell she liked him, but he wanted more than that. He could not completely understand how a human thought or acted, even one trained to be a dog. But he was fighting for her, to see how her feelings changed. When this fight was over, how would she act around him? It would be different than Amy, he could not be her master, but she would be his in another way. She had to figure out how she felt about the winners, if she acted differently around them.

It was somewhat inevitable, their bond was strong, but the addition of Skye to the pack changed things. This would be a constant struggle, the winner would probably shift a number of times. For now the lab seemed to have the advantage, he was the first to bond with her, first to mate with her. It made him that much more committed, hopeful Skye would feel more drawn to him, if he proved he would fight for her and could win. He leapt forward, wrestling the other to his back, biting, but not hard enough to break skin. The other dog managed to get up, but for now at least, the lab was winning. They were not human of course, they were trying to appeal to Skye in a more primal way, as a female. If she had not been tamed, who knew how she might have felt about that sort of courtship? But as a ‘dog’, did it appeal to her, did she like being fought over, would she feel any different about the winner?