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Relax, Lou.
Everything felt so pleasant. So easy. There was a mouth at her breast, lips and teeth scraping her areola, then nibbling and biting her nipple. Lou drew in a slow breath, letting the pain pass through her. She was so wonderfully relaxed and the familiar sensations were nice. So nice. She was being used.
That’s it. Just get loose, slut. You’re mine.
Lou’s pussy softened, wet, aching. She gave a low moan and waited to be entered, feeling herself open, throbbing, wet, hot. Ready.
It was a finger this time—no, two fingers. Sliding up into her, massaging her insides. Lou moaned louder as her body quivered with need and pressure.
How are you today, babygirl?
“Good, Melior Nora,” Lou breathed.
Do you like this?
“Yes, Melior Nora,” she gasped as the fingers moved.
That’s right. You like everything I like to do to you, sape.
“Yes, Melior Nora!”
What’s your purpose, Lulu?
“My purpose is to serve you and make you happy, Melior Nora.”
Again.
“My purpose is to serve you and make you happy, Melior Nora.”
Again, babygirl.
“My purp—” Lou’s voice scraped into a jagged gasp as the belief flooded her mind while the melior thumbed her hood, teasing her clit exquisitely. “My purpose is t—ahh—!”
Louise, Melior Nora warned, teasing, as Lou panted and moaned.
“My—my purpose—is to serve you and make—you happy, Melior—Nora!”
The words were strained and panted as Melior Nora brought her to the brink, her deft fingers sliding along Lou with tantalizing friction and pressure, perfect, so perfect, closer and closer and—
Who owns you, sape?
Melior Nora dragged her tongue over Lou’s nipple and her thumb over her sex.
“You do, Melior Nora!” Lou gasped as her neck bent all the way back.
Good girl. Come.
Lou’s body trembled as she cried out and came powerfully, shuddering in waves of pleasure and joy and fulfillment as she exhaled. Her heart was pounding in her chest, which gratitude quickly filled, brimming so deeply that she felt she might burst.
“Thank you, Melior Nora,” she whispered.
Mm, mm-mm, the melior hummed, leaving her two fingers deep inside Lou, and the other hand tracing the side of her jaw, her eyes glittering. You’re learning well, babygirl.
“Thank you, Melior Nora.”
You’re being a good girl, she murmured unexpectedly; Lou’s heart leapt.
“Thank you, Melior Nora,” she whispered, glowing; it didn’t come with influenced pleasure this time, but the words were gift enough.
Now, what do you want?
“I want to serve you and make you happy, Melior Nora. I want to be a good girl for you.”
That’s right, Lou. Good girl.
Lou inhaled in ecstasy, savoring the bliss that only that precious phrase could give.
“Thank you, Melior Nora.”
But as the melior’s sharp eyes glinted, the smile slid off her face and her fingers pulled out of Lou.
What else do you want?
Lou froze.
“N-nothi—?” she stuttered, which slid into a shriek of anguish as her melior grabbed her hair.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Melior Nora!” Lou begged, clutching at her melior’s hands, tears in her eyes. “I—I want to be a good girl—?”
You know, sape. Don’t make me ask again.
“I’m sorry, Melior Nora! I’m sorry, I…I…”
Reluctantly, Lou let her eyes dart to the bedroom door, which she had never even seen open before. The traitorous thought made her shrink, and she whimpered as the grip on her tightened.
“I’m sorry, Melior Nora,” Lou choked. “I’m sorry, so sorry…”
Louise…
“I want to serve my purpose for you, Melior Nora,” Lou sobbed. “That’s all I want to want, Melior Nora, I swear—I swear!”
As an odd smile slid across the melior’s face, fear chilled Lou’s veins.
Oh, babygirl. That’s a good answer.
Hope sprang up in her chest.
But it’s not all you actually want yet, is it?
It shriveled and died.
No. You’re almost good enough, but not yet. You need to be better. You need to be my good girl.
Lou whimpered, yearning, aching to be. “Yes, Mel—”
Shhh. Don’t speak. Fingers swiped the tears away from her cheeks. I know there’s something else you still want deep down, Lou. Something bad.
Lou cringed. She couldn’t bear to even think it. She knew it would make Melior Nora unhappy, and she hated that.
That’s right, Lulu. But to be a good girl—
Lou’s heart leapt.
—you have to bring all bad things into the light. You never hide ANYTHING bad from your melior.
Lou stilled as the command pressed into her like a red-hot brand, sizzling and burning deep into the surface of her brain, scarring her.
Now, Lou: the truth.
“I want to leave, Melior Nora,” Lou sobbed, shame shrinking her as she cried. She wished she didn’t!! Why did she have to want something so fucking stupid?
Oh, babygirl, Melior Nora murmured, stroking more tears from Lou’s face. Let me remind you of something, Lulu.
“Yes, Melior Nora?” she blubbered.
The only thing you want is to serve your purpose. Say it.
“The—the only thing I want is to serve my purpose, Melior Nora.”
Believe it.
“Yes, Melior Nora,” Lou breathed, her puffy eyes widening as a surge of blessed certainty came shooting into her through the fog of fear and confusion, splitting them like lightning.
Say it.
“The only thing I want is to serve my purpose, Melior Nora.”
Believe it.
Lou exhaled in weak relief as the words became her truth.
“Yes, Melior Nora.”
One more time, slut.
As Lou repeated it one more time, she cherished the gift of her melior’s influence burning like white-hot iron into the gray matter of her brain. Deep inside her nostrils, she caught the faintest scent of seared flesh—and she smiled, her heart lifting, lighter, tears of joy pricking the edges of her eyes. This was going to make everything a million times easier.
Now, Lulu: what do you want?
“The only thing I want is to serve my purpose, Melior Nora.”
And that is?
“My purpose is to serve my melior and make my melior happy, Melior Nora.”
The melior cradled Lou’s face in both hands, her fingertips pressing into Lou’s temples.
And that’s the whole truth now, isn’t it?
“Yes, Melior Nora,” Lou breathed, gazing up at her.
Good girl. A giggle as she leaned down and nuzzled Lou’s neck to begin a hickey. Now, lie back looking pretty. I’m going to drink you up, and you’re going to be so excited to see me again tomorrow.
“Yes, Melior Nora.”