Quinn half-expected her younger sister to groan at being made to clean up, but she’d underestimated the power of a promised orgasm. She sat back as Violet worked, idly rubbing her cock through her shorts as she watched, wondering if she’d miss a spot. When Violet knelt by Quinn’s feet, Quinn hummed. “Let’s see how you did,” she said. She’d watched Violet wipe down the couch, but she still made a show of checking the edges of the cushion. “Couch spotless,” she noted, standing to inspect the floor. “And the floor, too. Good girl.” She smiled, setting her fingertips under Violet’s chin to tilt her gaze up. “Are you ready for your reward? What do you think about a little trip to the playroom?”

“Mmm, there you go, good girl, all filled up,” Quinn said as she finished. She stayed buried in Violet for a bit, enjoying the slow come-down, before finally pulling out. She tugged her shorts back up and hopped back up onto a dry part of the couch. “Now as good a job as you did with your tongue, a little actual cleaning is in order,” she said with a chuckle. “If you can make the couch and floor spotless, like it never happened, I’ll give you an orgasm.”

A thrill coursed through Quinn at the visceral reminder of Violet’s perfect subservience. Was there anything better than this? Her beautiful sister had indulged Quinn’s filthiest desires and only asked for more. She could fuck Violet’s ass and pull out, and Violet would beg to suck her. She could piss on her face and Violet would just close her eyes and open her mouth. All the struggle and punishments along the way had been so, so worth it. Her little sister was her perfectly trained submissive and Quinn wouldn’t have it any other way. She moaned as she pounded Violet’s pussy, approaching her orgasm more quickly than usual. “That’s my dirty girl,” Quinn husked. “You did so good cleaning up your mess. Such a good little slut for me. I think I’ll give you some nice, hot cum in that filthy pussy for your reward.” With a couple hard thrusts, Quinn buried her thick cock deep and came, moaning in pleasure as her shaft pulsed, spilling her load in Violet.

Quinn chuckled, pleased as Violet exposed the pink folds of her pussy and the tight clench of her asshole for her. Quinn teased both holes with the blunt head of her cock, pressing barely into one and the other, back and forth, struggling to decide which she wanted more. Landing on her pussy, Quinn plunged her cock deep inside her all at once with a grunt, her balls pressed against her. “That’s it, keep slurping up that piss,” Quinn moaned as she started to fuck her sister hard and fast. “But don’t let go of those cheeks.”

Quinn rubbed her hardening cock through her shorts as she watched Violet lick up her piss. “What a mess you made,” she said, summoning the alpha-girl tone of disgust she’d honed to perfection in high school. She only used it now when playing with her younger twin in a scene like this. “Pissing all over our nice couch. I’m starting to think I can’t have you around nice things. Maybe I should just keep you in your cage…”

When Violet moved to the floor, Quinn couldn’t help but slip down behind her, pushing her shorts down so her hard cock sprung free. “At least you know your place,” Quinn added, leaning over her back to push Violet’s face down against the floor, into the puddle, putting her nose in it like she was a misbehaving house pet. “Face down in your mess, and your ass up. Now spread your cheeks, your Mistress needs to fuck one of your filthy holes.”

Quinn smirked at her sister’s apology, glad for the lightness in her voice that made it clear she understood she wasn’t really in trouble. “Yes, a very dirty girl,” Quinn murmured as Violet obediently licked her own piss from her fingers. She couldn’t help but moan, the sight enough to have her cock hardening in her shorts, much less the feeling of her sister’s mouth sucking on her fingers. “And dirty girls clean up their messes.” Quinn waved down at the couch cushion, at the small puddle of piss Violet was sitting in. “With their tongues. So get to work.”

Quinn bit her lip hard against a smile as she felt Violet’s sex convulse around her fingers, and not for the reason she was used to. Warm liquid spilled onto her hand. Them more of it, and Quinn pulled her fingers free while Violet let go, flooding the couch cushion enough to send it dripping down onto the floor. “Filthy girl,” Quinn chided, holding her hand in front of Violet as her fingers dripped. “I told you not to go, and you made a filthy mess. Now suck your Mistress’s fingers clean.”

Quinn bit her lip as Violet struggled to hold it, but instead of showing mercy, she pushed another finger into Violet’s sex alongside the first, curling them inside her. “Not yet,” she said, fully aware she was pushing Violet right to the brink with every stroke of her fingers.

“That’s my girl,” Quinn said when Violet accepted her answer. She spent the next half hour doing a little too much online shopping. Whenever this happened, Quinn always needed to decide whether to let her go, or whether she was in the mood to just remind Violet of who controlled her bladder, controlled her, by making her hold it until she asked again, or whether she was in the mood to make her hold it to the point of discomfort, or whether she wanted to make Violet piss herself, one of the clearest reminders of control and an opportunity for a certain fun brand of punishment.

By the time her submissive asked again, Quinn had a couple thousand dollars worth of dresses ordered, and she also knew which mood she was in. She shook her head. “Just a little longer,” she said, rising from her desk. She joined Violet on the leather couch, her hand going right between her sister’s legs, under her skirt. Quinn casually slid a finger inside Violet’s bare pussy, starting to tease her. “You can hold it a little longer, can’t you?”

Quinn was doing some casual internet stalking of Frankie Rollins when Violet walked in. She’d been enamored with the other Domme, she realized, and the morning after she found it kind of disconcerting just how much. She figured it couldn’t hurt to do a little background check, at least of this wine company of hers, before inviting her over officially. She owed not only herself and Violet a little verification, but also Santana. 

But everything seemed on the up-and-up, and Quinn closed the browser as her submissive asked to use the restroom. Her brow raised as she glanced at the clock and saw how early it was for this. “Not right now,” she said. “I want you to hold it.”

I want everything you said, and then we’ll see about that hard fucking. Now get to crawling

Yes, Mistress. On my way

Me coming to please you is not how this works, Vi. You know that. You may try again.

Please, MIstress? Please let me get fucked hard by you? I’ll do anything you want...i’ll crawl all the way to you and suck your cock so hard and fast your head will spin. I’ll drink your cum and your piss. Please, MIstress? Please? I need to please you right now.

I have plenty of ways to remind you who you belong to. Nobody can make you cum like I can, most importantly. Especially when you’ve got your collar on, and I’m holding you by it to own your holes that much harder.

That’s true, Mistress. You always make me cum so hard. Oh I love it when you pull on my collar when ya fuck me.Please come fuck me, Mistress? Make me cum? Please?

Was it the ass smack? That’s what cleared things up for me

If it wasn’t clear by then, definitely when she was kneeling

If you’ve got dildos stuffed in all your holes, whatever could your Mistress do with her cock?

Well you would take out whichever dildo you wanted to and be able to use that hole. Like, space savers

So very proud of you. I liked the part where you were dripping wet nonstop the last couple days. Can’t wait to see you at the end of three weeks

Oh thank you, Mistress. 3 weeks? Oh Lord, I’ll be a mess by the end of that time.