I grabbed the cameras and went from Kelly’s room to my own room before I went downstairs to check on the laundry and put food into my stomach.
I made Kelly cook some food though that might be a bad idea in retrospect. Kept wasn’t the best cook in the world. And by not best cook was she could potentially burn water. But she is hell on the microwave and that’s probably what she’s going to do.
I tried not to think of it.
I plugged each camera into my computer and pulled the video from each camera. I honestly wanted to re-watch what I did to Kelly but I at least started the transfer. Looks like all that footage only took up roughly 500mb per camera. I was expecting more but I wasn’t going to argue.
I just dragged the videos from her cameras onto my computer and password locking the folder in case anyone decides to snoop on my computer. Someone like my father for instance. Or someone worse. I decided to name the folder I was loading the videos into ‘K Training’ so I at least knew where it was and what it was.
As I watched the video transfer my phone chimed letting me know I got a text.
It was from Summer.
Summer: take your pills
That was all that she wrote me.
Looks like she wasn’t playing about teasing me.
I sighed and walked over to my stash and pulled out the recommended dosage unaware of how many Summer gave me last time before she had to go home.
Once the camera transfer was done, I put the cameras back into Kelly’s room and went downstairs.
I got to the kitchen to see Kelly was nuking up something but I ignored her. I grabbed a bottle of water and went downstairs drinking from the bottle as I took my mini meal of pills.
I was already under the effects of the first set of pills with my nuts back to being heavy even though I dumped a massive load into Kelly. They were back to being full and painfully told me so. And my wood was back to being at full attention like my session with Kelly never happened.
I was back to square one needing pussy all over again.
My only thought as everything registered was fuck you supplements and fuck your Summer for being true to your word of teasing me.
I made the mention note maybe I should go to Summer and pay her back by using all my supplements rage on her.
I wondered if there was a way I can pay her back?
I know I agreed to Summer’s terms as penitence for my failure to drop Jessica like a bad habit when I added Summer as a fuck Buddy but this whole keeping me at the edge of sanity constantly wanting pussy because of the affects of these damn supplements was too much.
I wondered if there would be any lasting damage for having my nuts overly producing and my dick at near erection at all times?
Maybe I should look into that.
If so I needed to stop taking these pills.
Or I can reuse Kelly again. Doubt either of us would mind that.
I checked on the dryer happy to find the clothes were dry. I was semi concerned with me being in the studio only for a bit and then fucking Kelly wouldn’t be long enough to dry the clothes. But here they were….dry.
I pulled them out and took the clothes from the wash over to the dryer. Then I threw another load into the wash.
I looked at the rest of my piles only to find I had 3 left.
At this rate I’d be done by midnight if I stayed up long enough.
I quickly folded the clothes and left them on the selves to be dispersed later.
I needed food…..and pussy.
I got upstairs to find Kelly already had food out and was a little disappointed to find she had nuked up some frozen meals. But beggars can’t be choosers.
I quickly scarfed down the wanna be meal thankful I had something in my stomach beyond fucking pills.
Kelly didn’t say a word as I ate as she sat there with her meal done as if waiting for something.
I looked at her confused, “What are you doing Kel?”
She looked at me like I was dense and whispered, “You started this. I need another command.”
I looked at her confused then it dawned on me. I had started this whole master slave thing. I didn’t realize she wanted more commands.
I looked around knowing exactly where the camera’s were. I got up, walked over to her and whispered, “Remember big brother is watching.”
She whispered back, “And this slave wants more commands.”
I looked around trying to figure out my best path forward. I could just do something but I didn’t want to be caught on camera.
I whispered, “Did that turn you on?”
Kelly looked directly at me and gave me a single short nod but anyone watching I.e. mom and dad it would look like we were doing our usual fighting thing.
Kelly is smart.
I growled but kept my tone as low as possible, “You want more?”
Kel once again gave me a short nod.
God I was turned on. My dick was completely erect.
I wanted it too.
Then a devilish thought occurred to me…..why not?
This was going to be fun.
I spoke out loud, mainly for the cameras, “Well I’m going to go fix your computer like you asked. Be a dear and clean up.”
Kelly smiled like she instantly got what was going on but her smile quickly vanished as she spoke in her normal bitchy voice, “It’s about time you fix my fucking computer.”
She picked up my plastic tray and threw it into the trash with her usual flare and picked up the silverware and glasses we used into the dishwasher.
I smiled as I walked away and traveled upstairs. I had to make a small stop and by small l went into our parents room and stole mom’s laptop.
I went into Kelly’s room, Kelly had beat me to her room, after I grabbed the camera’s from my room. The transfer was complete.
I logged into the security system using mom’s account and locked the recording from earlier using my own password after listening to the first few minutes.
I was surprised how well the audio caught my grunting and the audible flesh slapping. I quickly locked that bitch.
Then I tried locking the recording from now until ‘xyz’ but it wouldn’t let me because it was live. Looks like it only worked for things already recorded.
Sigh. Note to self lock this session after we’re done.
I wonder if there was a way to delete these recordings…..or possibly salvage and put them somewhere else outside the system. Maybe something I can ask mom……after she’s done being pissed at us.
Kelly just stood there watching everything I did without saying a single thing.
I looked over at her finally recognizing her, “So that whole master slave thing actually turned you on?”
Kelly blushed looking at me but nodded.
Honestly I’m surprised for two different reasons. One, I was surprised I actually did it but the whole stepping up from Summer rang in my head. And two, Kelly actually fucking went with it.
I looked at her, “So what do we do next?”
Kelly looked at me, “I don’t fucking know. I was just surprised when you did it.”
She was right. We both were in uncharted territory.
I had no idea. I barely understood how to be a boyfriend let alone be a master.
And Kelly didn’t know shit.
It was like we read a lot but actually doing anything we were completely clueless on.
Then an idea clicked for both of us.
Kelly spoke, “How about we ask Summer?”
I looked at her. She was right. She actually stole my idea.
But Summer wanted us to explore this whole dynamic ourselves. Hell Summer wanted me to help train Kelly including being Kelly’s Dom.
Guess there was one way to do this.
I looked at Kel, “Guess now as my slave we need to lay down some rules.”
Kelly blinked, “Ok.”
I stood up, “Take off your top.”
Kelly complied. She took off her top revealing her large chest hidden behind a bra to me.
I spoke again, “Bra too.”
Kelly reached behind her back and with one flick of her wrist she unclasped her bra and shimmied out of it letting it fall too the ground unceremoniously.
How the fuck did she unclasp her bra like that? Wasn’t there like a bajillion clasps holding those massive orbs in place?
If I was back there I knew I’d be fumbling trying to get each and every fucking clasp undone.
Has to be a girl thing.
I smiled at Kelly.
I could see why so many guy’s wanted Kelly. Her breasts though massive were for the better lack of terms…..perfect.
They didn’t droop and were full and round and perky. Her nipples poked out begging for attention.
I’m sure if Kelly didn’t work out as much as she did her breasts would probably droop or slightly hang.
But because of her youth and her work out ethic were probably the only things that kept her breasts defying gravity like they were.
I walked up and gingerly grabbed one nipple in between my thumb and finger and ever so slightly pinched.
Kelly lightly yelped at the pain and began to moan.
I spoke, “The first rule is you’re not allowed to make a sound.”
Kelly blinked but quickly bit her lip as I slowly and lightly twisted the nipple in between my thumb and finger before letting go.
I grabbed the other nipple and repeated the process as Kelly sharply inhaled and bit her lip trying to not moan.
I lightly pulled on the nipple careful to not press too hard until it slipped out of my grip.
I leaned in, more like bent down, and put my mouth on Kelly’s nipple lightly kissing and sucking on the protruded flesh.
Still Kelly didn’t make a sound. Actually she did but it was stuck in her throat.
I knew right then and there, I needed to work on my master game.
This was going to be fun.
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