Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 156

The three of us exchanged a few pleasantries about how we slept and mentioned having shower sex this morning. Shea expressed sorrow for missing out but returned to her room to get some sleep after we were all thoroughly worn out. Ashlee hadn't said anything but seemed grateful for the alone time with me.

When Shea asked what we were up to today, Ashlee expressed a desire to do more shopping since she was fifteen thousand dollars richer than yesterday. Shea was interested, but I begged off, saying I wanted to spend some time with my sister today, which was true. I knew Emily well enough to know that accidentally inviting herself on this trip was still eating at her, and I wanted to reassure her that It was okay.

Ashlee pouted about not going with them, but didn't push me too hard. Perhaps she thought I'd think less of her if she attempted to deprive me of time with my sister. Having Shea go with her placated her. Despite the slight awkwardness from her, the princess appeared to enjoy Shea's company.

My phone buzzed again, and I checked it to find a message from Helen. Opening it, I was treated to the familiar sight of Bobbi's pale ass on my bed; her cheeks were marked thoroughly with crimson. Another image appeared - this time Bobbi's face. Her heavy mascara ran down her cheeks, and several dark trails ran down Helen's hand as it cupped her chin. The dominant's thumb was inserted in the younger woman's mouth.

Bobbi's ruined mascara and damp cheeks suggested that Helen had pushed her hard, but I couldn't be sure of how she was feeling based on the image. Based on the way Bobbi's lips were firmly sealed on Helen's thumb, it almost looked like she was sucking on it with enthusiasm. Was Helen actually getting through to Bobbi? Was the wicked bitch actually submitting willingly?

I had to know more.

Ashlee was recounting her shopping adventures from yesterday, and Shea looked like she was listening with genuine interest. I was done eating, so I excused myself. "I need to make a call, and then I'm gonna make sure the others are up."

"Okay!" Ashlee said and then looked at me expectantly. I walked over and pressed my lips to hers for what was supposed to be a quick kiss, but she grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me against her, giving me a heated kiss that did nothing to assuage the growing hard-on that Bobbi's Images had instigated.

Once we were finished and I pulled away, Ashlee licked her bottom lip and grinned at me. "That'll need to last me a while, so I wanted a good one."

"It certainly was," Shea said, smiling over her cup of coffee. I looked at her, and she gave me a wink.

Then I kissed Ashlee back just as thoroughly, if not quite as long, and said, "Can't wait to see you later. With that, I left the ladies to talk about their day, calling Helen on my way down the stairs.

"Hello, Marcus," Helen answered. "I thought you might call."

"When were those taken?"

"Last night," Helen said. I could hear the amusement in her voice. "She had an accident in the kitchen yesterday morning and refused to clean it up."

"Yeah. I was there for it but didn't have time to deal with her crap. How did that go?"

"Oh, it's clean now," she said. "I think we made some progress last night."

"Fuck," I said, my cock quickly growing to full hardness as I replayed scenes of her and Bobbi in my mind. "Helen, I just had shower sex less than an hour ago, and you're making me hard again."

"Oh? I'm sorry I can't be there with my pet to take care of it for you."

"That's okay," I said. "I appreciate what you're doing with her, and thank you for the pics."

"No," Helen said, her flirtatious tone dropping, "Thank you, Marcus. I've not been in control like this before. It's..." She hesitated, and despite how hot the mornent was, I was present enough to realize a moment of vulnerability when I heard it

"Thank you for the opportunity," she finally finished.

The sincerity and heartfeltness seemed a little fucked-up considering the context, but it still warmed my heart a little that she was so grateful for what I'd given her. "My pleasure."