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Chapter Fourteen

Claudia wasn’t sure what to expect. ‘Simple’ didn’t necessarily mean ‘easy,’ and things hadn’t been simple or easy ever since she got home an hour or so ago.

Sara didn’t leave her in suspense for too long. Still leaning back on the sofa, looking more comfortable in every way than Claudia was, she pushed a button on the remote and the plug went completely still. “Come here,” Sara said, “The coffee table is too far away. I need a footrest.”

The sudden calmness in Claudia’s backside was a relief after the nonstop vibrations. Just because the toy had stopped, however, didn’t mean that her reluctant lust vanished as well. Her knees still felt weak and her cheeks were flushed from the extended amount of time her body had been turned on by such a sensitive area being stimulated.

Claudia also wasn’t stupid. She knew that her step-sister hadn’t given her a break out of the kindness of her heart. The fact of the matter was, Sara could start things up again at the flick of a button. There was an obvious price to pay to keep that from happening–Claudia had to be her servant, like she had just verbally agreed to be.

“You heard her,” Celeste murmured onto her neck. With one more neck bite and firm boob squeeze, the tall lesbian behind her pulled away from the behind-the-back embrace she had recently initiated. “Be a good girl,” she said, followed by a small push.

It was more of a nudge than anything else, leaving Claudia to walk forward of her own volition. And she did. Nervous that hesitating too much would land her in the exact same predicament she had been in before, she trudged across the room and looked back and forth between Sara and Harriet. Was she actually about to do this? It was simple, in a purely objective way, yet it was also so degrading for a girl like her who normally never took shit from anyone.

Confirming the task, Sara pointed down and bluntly said, “Floor.”

Claudia’s lips tightened in frustration, but she did as she was told. The plug in her backside was only one of the complications she was facing. This was about so much more than that; Sara still had all of her possessions, as well as a decent amount of leverage where their parents were involved. With that in mind, Claudia crouched down until she could switch to her knees and place her hands down to settle herself into the tabletop position. Since she was to be Sara’s footrest, she also had to awkwardly crawl forward a foot or so until she was directly in front of her step-sister.

“Good girl,” Sara casually said. She kicked up her feet and placed them on Claudia’s back, crossing one over the other before contentedly leaning back, “Aren’t you glad you’re dressing like a lady from now on? If you were wearing one of those slutty skirts of yours, you’d probably be flashing Harriet right now.”

“I could always give Celeste my seat,” Harriet shrugged, “So, Claudia is going to dress like this from now on?”

“Mm hmm,” Sara nodded, “It’s a much better look for her. Although I’ll probably have to take her shopping. I’m not about to give up half my closet just because she’s finally decided to take a little responsibility and turn her life around.”

“What about her old clothes?” Celeste asked. She opted for the nearby armchair rather than the last spot on the sofa, “Storage?”

Sara scoffed at that suggestion. “Absolutely not. That would be a total waste of basement space. We can donate most of it to charity, and maybe sell the more expensive stuff online so she has some money for her new wardrobe. Our parents don’t give us that much leeway with our credit cards.”

Was she being serious? This was only supposed to be for the weekend, as apparently Sara had been put in charge. Though their parents definitely didn’t mean it like this, Claudia was still operating under the assumption that this nonsense would only last for a couple days at most. At the same time, Sara was under no obligation to give up the enormous advantage she currently had.

It wasn’t until she was quite literally under Sara’s heel that Claudia started wondering what her step-sister could continue getting away with even after their parents returned. Her clothes being threatened could very well just be taunting in the name of getting under her skin, but Claudia didn’t want to risk affirming the concept with her silence. “Sara, you can’t-”

“Claudia!” Immediately snapping at her and cutting her off, Sara said, “Footrests don’t talk! Hold still and shut up.” She turned on the plug at its highest setting, then tacked on, “Nod if you’re going to be a good girl.”

The abrupt, aggressive vibrations were even more difficult to handle without the build-up from before. A bolt of both shock and pleasure coursed through Claudia’s body, and she found herself nodding almost instantly. It took everything in her power to bite back whatever sound was forming in the back of her throat; probably some combination of a moan and a groan that would once again betray just how easily Sara’s selections worked on her. Not to mention the usual detail about how Claudia’s step-sister was indirectly turning her on.

This time around, Sara didn’t seem interested in prolonging things. The moment Claudia did as she was told, the plug went back to merely being a regular plug for the time being. “That’s better,” Sara said, “Not another word, Clauds. My friends and I are trying to have a conversation.” She turned towards Celeste, “What were you saying, again?”

Celeste just chuckled, “Nothing important. Just asking about your sister’s clothes, although it seems like you already have that figured out. What about everything else?”

“You’ll have to be more specific,” Sara said, “There were a lot of unladylike things in her room.”

“Ooh, like what?” Harriet asked.

“I’ll show you later. Trust me, that will be easier than trying to list it all off from memory. Although you’ll just have to imagine the pile of copied homework assignments and old test answers she had stockpiled. I already shredded all of those, for obvious reasons.”

Celeste gasped. “Wait, what? That’s not fair to everyone else!”

“Huh, but aren’t her grades, like, really bad?” Harried added, “Shouldn’t someone with all the answers be able to get straight A’s? Not that it would be fair to all of us hard working students, of course.”

While the girls speculated about whether it was on purpose, to not draw attention to herself, or if that’s the best a girl who never studied could do even when blatantly cheating, Claudia was trying to figure out if Sara was being serious or if she was just saying it for the sake of the show. The former would be absolutely unacceptable. Claudia was doing all this to get her possessions back. As in, all of her possessions. Not some of them. With no way of knowing one way or another, however, she was resigned to keeping her current degrading position.

“That’s why I’m here to set Claudia straight,” Sara said, “Academically, at least. Although she’s also not allowed to fuck girls until she’s proven that she can be proper and responsible first. That includes attending all of her classes from now on, and being punctual to them as well. And, of course, she won’t be failing any more tests on my watch. That’s about half her list right there.”

“Her list?” Celeste asked. Her tone was full of both amusement and curiosity.

“Mm hmm,” Sara replied, “Seven steps to transform Claudia into a girl I’m proud to call my sister. One down, six to go. We can’t count the school stuff until she actually follows through on those commitments, so right now the only one she’s accomplished is getting out of those slutty clothes, even if there are some kinks to work out regarding her future wardrobe. Oh, sis? You can get up now, but no talking.” She gave the plug a single pulse with the remote, then removed her feet from Claudia’s back.

Claudia’s breath hitched at what she anticipated to be another round of vibrations, only for her breath to hesitantly settle when it ended up merely being a warning. One way or another, she wasn’t exactly in a position of strength at the moment. Outnumbered and buried by carrots and sticks, she reluctantly shifted back until she was able to stand up again. Looking down at her step-sister who looked annoyingly relaxed on the couch, all Claudia could do was give her a look that conveyed how she felt about this whole thing. She half expected Sara to comment on the expression, but didn’t care one way or another.

“Your water bottle is so far away, Harriet,” Sara said, “And you look so comfortable. If only you had someone who would get something for you at the snap of your fingers.”

“If only,” Harriet grinned. Immediately playing along, she gave an actual snap before pointing to her backpack on the other side of the room, “Claudia, be a doll and get my water for me, will you?”

“That’s when you smile and say, ‘Of course, Harriet,’” Sara instructed, “Go on, you may speak now. Remember, proper girls show displeasure with their eyes. You don’t always have to like other girls or agree with them, but that’s no reason not to be polite.”

Claudia much preferred simply calling people out on their shit. That way, she didn’t have to waste her time on feigning friendship in the way Sara was suggesting. Why did so many girls choose to play nice, even when both sides knew how the other felt? It sounded exhausting to a girl like Claudia, who had never been interested in such games.

Doing her best not to gag, Claudia went against her instincts this time around. “It would be my pleasure, Harriet,” she said. She was unable to help toeing the line. Anything to remind Sara that this reluctant ‘proper’ thing was merely an act done under duress.

When she returned with the water bottle, during which the two girls on the sofa shared a few hushed words, Harriet said, “Thank you, Claudia. You’re the sweetest.” After briefly showcasing the kind of attitude Sara was just lecturing about, Harriet showed that she could be as strict as the other two girls.

“Now, hold out your arm for me, and no more talking” she said, “You get to be my cup-holder for a little while.”

Meanwhile, Celeste hopped up with a smirk and strutted out of the living room.

Where is Celeste off to?

Procuring Claudia’s booze/weed stash to destroy in front of her?

A ball gag, to fully prevent Claudia from speaking for a while?

Or to start making Claudia’s room look more like Sara’s?

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