Author: SirAeghann
Saturdays were usually a day for sleeping in. Out of all the days in the week, when there were things to do, classes to attend, workouts to endure, breakfasts to eat, none were so leisurely as those undertaken on a Saturday morning that waited to start until the sun was more than halfway up its climb to high noon. This Saturday, Arthur awoke far earlier than typical for his Saturday routine. The alarm clock on the dresser across the room from the bed lit up half the room with oversized numbers that read 6:04.
The arm draped over his chest slid off as Kelly Linnehan rolled toward the wall and pressed her gloriously round ass against his thigh in all her naked glory. He stared at her. He let his eyes trace her muscle lines, down to the indent of her waist and the flare of her hips. If it wasn't for the bladder threatening to burst within him, he might have cuddled up to her and held her close. Unfortunately, nature made its demands almost painfully.
Arthur slipped from the bed almost gracefully as his motor functions started coming back online. The unfamiliar bed height and feel of the carpet against his feet threw him a bit. He looked around for his clothes but couldn't spot any. Hopefully, Kelly wouldn't mind him walking around naked, but he didn't have time to search. By the time he made it into the bathroom, Arthur was dancing on the balls of his feet as he walked, and he gave an audible sigh when he was finally able to lift the toilet lid and relieve himself.
He took a deep breath when he was finished. He hoped the flush wouldn't wake Kelly, but he flushed, washed his hands, and started hunting for his clothes. He was two steps out of the hallway and reaching for his shirt when the living room lights flicked on, and he turned wild-eyed. A young woman he didn't recognize was staring at him. Well, her eyes started staring at him and slowly traveled downwards. He instinctively moved to cover himself as she shut the front door.
Whoever she was, she was taller than Kelly, standing nearly six feet tall without heels. Still a few inches shorter than Arthur. Her long brown hair was loose and down. The makeup on her face would have been pretty, but she'd obviously cried through it, and the mascara had run in places. She'd touched it up, tried to make it presentable, but Arthur could tell. The red eyes were a giveaway. Her build was lean and willowy with coltish legs that seemed to go on for miles. Her jeans covered them, but her tank top had trouble reaching the end of her torso and exposed a strip of firm, gently toned abs.
Her gray eyes sparkled like silver as they combed over the lines and details of Arthur's muscular body. His shoulders hunched forward in rounded caps with his arms crossing his front and angling down where they met, holding the shirt over his privates. The rest of him was naked and exposed, and his well-defined abs lowered to a hard-cut Apollo's belt that she seemed to have trouble moving her eyes away from.
"Uh..." Arthur started.
"You're Arthur, right?" The young woman asked as she finally turned her eyes away and put her purse on the end table by the door.
"Yeah. You're..." He started but faded as he couldn't supply her name.
"Katelyn." She answered, stepping forward and offering him a handshake.
"Oh, right. Kelly's roommate. She's mentioned you before." Arthur nodded, and the shirt dropped a little as he moved one of his two hands from it to shake hers. It didn't occur to him until later that this was a calculated move on her part. "I thought she said you were out of town this weekend."
"I was." Katelyn gestured to the door. "But my ex-boyfriend is a cheating asshole, so the weekend plans got cut off early. I've been texting Kelly, but given that it was late or early, I suppose, I guess she slept through it all."
"Yeah, sorry. Kelly's uh..." He looked to the wall currently separating them from Kelly's bedroom. "Still asleep. I think. Should we wake her up?"
"Probably." Katelyn nodded. "Unless you wanted to get out of here before she woke up?"
"No. I was just trying to find my phone and gather my clothes."
"Do I want to know why they're out here instead of in there?" Katelyn asked a little sharply.
"We started flirting out here, and things... progressed into there." He shrugged. She seemed to enjoy that, but her slight smile faded when she spotted the green lingerie on the floor.
"If you two stained this couch, I swear to god." Katelyn fumed as she started checking it.
"We didn't." Arthur did his best to assure her. "I'll just uh..." He picked up his boxers and slid them on. She watched him do it, then went back to check the couch. He found his pants next and pulled his phone out of his pocket. The battery was dead. He frowned. He supposed he could borrow a charger, but he could always just charge it in the car on the way home.
"So, are the two of you official now?" Katelyn asked, once satisfied that there were no stains on the sofa.
"We..." He looked back to the bedroom. "I guess that's really a question for both of us, but when we talked last night, she said she wanted to keep things casual."
"Was that her idea or yours?" Katelyn's question caused Arthur to pause for a moment. Her tone was such that it was almost an accusation rather than a question.
"Mutual." He slid his pants back on one leg at a time. "But she suggested it first."
"Great." Katelyn shook her head and sank onto the sofa.
"Why great?" Arthur asked, slightly confused.
"I'd have been pissed if she'd gotten a boyfriend just as I lost one. The whole drive back here, I took solace in the fact that we could at least have our girls' nights again." Katelyn sighed. "Sorry, I guess that's mean."
"No." Arthur slid his shirt back on, and Katelyn watched it fall. "A little selfish maybe, but not really mean-spirited." He smirked. His attempt at levity met with the brick wall that was Katelyn's unsmiling face.
"You gonna leave?" Katelyn asked, gesturing to the door.
"I'm going to go wake Kelly up first, let her know you're back, say good morning, that kind of thing." Arthur looked toward her bedroom. "If she's not already awake."
"Oh, she's still asleep," Katelyn assured him. "She's a heavy sleeper. You could dance a jig out here, and she'd sleep right through it. Kind of makes her the perfect roommate, honestly."
"I guess it would." Arthur chuckled as he picked up the green lingerie from the night before and started moving toward the bedroom. Katelyn turned her attention away from him, picked up the remote, and turned on the television. She was awake, it seemed, and while she might be holding it together in front of a stranger, Arthur could tell that her emotions were pretty volatile at the moment.
"Kelly." Arthur whispered as he approached the bed. She didn't move or make any noise. He would have worried if it wasn't for the slow rise and fall of her perfect bell-shaped breasts. He knelt on the edge of the bed and gently clasped his hand over her arm. Still no response. He squeezed her arm gently and started rubbing it up and down. "Kelly?" He tried again.
This time, she responded by seeming to come to life. She stretched by raising her hands above her head, pointing her toes, arching her back, and groaning. "Hm?" She slowly opened her eyes. "Arthur?" She smiled and then closed her eyes again. "Are you up already? Come back to bed."
"I'm up." Arthur said with a slight smile too. "I think you might want to get up too. Katelyn's back."
Kelly's eyes opened. "What?" She asked.
"Katelyn's in the living room." He gestured to the wall, through which the faint noise of a laugh track on some tv show could be heard. "She said she broke up with her boyfriend."
Kelly sat up immediately as if he'd dumped ice water on her. "What?"
"That's what she said. Something about him cheating on her?" Arthur realized he didn't have any details to give her.
"Oh shit." Kelly's eyes widened as she started moving out of bed. "Really?" She pulled open a dresser drawer and threw on a long t-shirt. Then she closed that one and opened another drawer. A pair of cotton briefs slid up her legs and disappeared under the shirt. Then a pair of shorts went on as well.
Arthur sat on the bed as he watched her dress. "Yeah."
"Shit." Kelly spat again. "I was going to make you breakfast...." She whined.
"We can go out for breakfast?" Arthur suggested.
"Yeah..." Kelly looked at her bedroom door. "I'm sorry, Arthur. I really should talk to Kate. Are you... is that okay?"
"Oh, yeah, of course." Arthur nodded as he stood up. "Don't worry about me. I'll let you two catch up. I've got breakfast at home anyway." He nodded.
"Next time, we can do this at your place. I'll make you breakfast." Kelly promised.
"I'll make you breakfast if it's at my place." Arthur laughed.
"Deal." Kelly smirked and stepped over to him. He parted his legs so she could stand between his knees facing her bed while he faced her. She leaned down slightly and kissed him. She didn't even mind the morning breath. Neither did he. "For now, though, I think you'd better get out of here. Katelyn will probably be very anti-men for at least a few days."
"Yeah, I get that." He nodded. "Tell her I formally apologize on behalf of my gender." Arthur smirked. Kelly seemed confused by the joke at first but then got it. Pre-coffee Kelly was not quick-witted Kelly.
He patted her thigh, and she stepped away. He stood, stretched, and followed her out of her bedroom and into the living room. He found his socks and shoes while Kelly went to the bathroom. Katelyn ignored him while she watched tv.
"Alright, well..." He said as he approached the door.
"Bye." Katelyn waved.
Kelly came into view from the hallway and gave him a small, awkward smile. "Next Friday, your place that works for you?"
"This Friday coming up?" He asked, making sure they were talking about a one-week difference and not a two-week difference.
"Yeah." Kelly nodded.
"Yeah." Arthur nodded back. "I'll see you then." He nodded once more to Katelyn. "It was nice meeting you. Sorry, it was uh... a bit awkward."
Katelyn shrugged. "Not for me. I'm a single woman now. I can see all the dicks."
Kelly's one eyebrow rose so high that it almost formed a question mark itself.
"I was hunting for my phone and pants when Katelyn came home." Arthur said a little sheepishly.
"And your man isn't shy. Unlike some bastards who should be." Katelyn spat.
"Right..." Arthur edged toward the door. "Anyway, uh... yeah. Bye." He waved one last time at Kelly, who waved back awkwardly, then changed her mind and jogged after him. She gave him a quick kiss goodbye and returned to her apartment.
Arthur smiled all the way down the twelve floors to the parking lot and into his car. He started the car and plugged his phone into the charger but didn't turn it on. He made the drive last night, and he knew how to get home.
Once he was home and in his own parking lot, his phone was still only at ten percent. Rather than turn it on, he put it back in his pocket and went upstairs. He took his keys out, unlocked his handle and deadbolt, and opened his door, only to stop part way because of the chain across it. Someone had pulled the chain across his door. Selene?
"Selene?" He asked as he slightly closed the door again. "Are you in there?"
A groggy harumphing noise came from the left of the door, where his sofa was, but he couldn't see it through the crack that only showed the right-hand side of his living room, which was mostly empty.
"Selene?" Arthur asked again.
The door was pushed shut from the other side. He heard the sliding of the chain, and then the door opened. Arthur stepped in. "Why did you-" He stopped when he realized it wasn't Selene behind the door but her sister Katerine. Too many names today started with K.
"Habit." Katerine answered and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.
This was the first time Arthur had seen her when she wasn't done up. As far as he could tell, she wasn't wearing makeup. Her usually perfectly tended hair with perfect curls was kinked and messy. She typically wore professional clothes and ironed blouses. Now she was wearing an oversized t-shirt with the front of it caught on the waistband of what appeared to be pajama shorts that barely reached her thighs. She yawned and shuffled over to the sofa.
"Where's Selene?" Arthur asked, still confused.
Katerine sank into the couch and gestured behind Arthur toward his bedroom door, which was shut.
"You slept here last night?" Arthur asked. He looked to his bedroom door and then back to Katerine.
"I didn't want to sleep in an otherwise empty apartment again. Was that okay?" Katerine asked. "Selene said she texted you but didn't hear back. Guess your date was a success then?"
"Uh... yeah. I guess." Arthur nodded. "I mean, yeah. I don't mind you sleeping here. I was just surprised."
"So, are you a taken man now? Gonna stop fuckin' my sister?" Pre-coffee Katerine was identical to blunt Katerine.
Arthur stopped for a second, both shocked by Katerine's frankness and shocked that he was surprised by it. He was, after all, fucking her sister. Pretty regularly. More than that. She'd become something like his full-time sex slave, which was not something he'd even remotely thought of this time last week. After Katerine caught Selene reciting her slave mantra and sucking his cock, she was aware of the situation. At first, she'd been pretty upset about it, but after talking it out, she seemed at least okay with it if it made Selene happy. According to Selene, they'd talked even more about it, and he and Katerine were supposed to have a conversation later today about it all. He still wasn't sure what to expect or how to handle it, but she seemed to expect an answer. She was awake now and looking at him, studying his face for a more authentic reply than his lips might give her.
"I'm not a taken man." Arthur shook his head. "Kelly wants to keep things casual. She wants us to keep seeing each other but is too busy for a boyfriend right now. She's okay if we date other people too."
"Is that what you call your little arrangement?" Katerine asked with a sneer. "Do all your dates worship your cock?"
"Usually." Arthur quipped back.
His answer seemed to surprise Katerine, and she smiled before she realized it. She shook it off and gestured toward the bedroom. "Your slave is in there." She teasingly added. "Master."
Still unsure how to take Katerine, Arthur felt it best to strive for more familiar ground. He started toward the bedroom door.
"We still on for lunch?" Katerine's voice reached his ears and stopped him.
He turned back to look at her, nodded, and then turned toward the bedroom door. He closed it behind him and didn't hear whatever Katerine said in response to his nod.
The light in here was dark, and for a moment, he had to stand there and let his eyes adjust. Then he reached over and turned on the light. For a moment, he was surprised to find that not only was Selene not in his bed but his bed was made perfectly, just the way he always made it. He hadn't had time the morning after Selene spent the night, but it was made now. He expected to see Selene nestled under the covers, but no. His eyes trailed along the bed, came to its foot, and looked directly down. There, curled up on a pile of blankets, was a naked, collared Selene.
He smirked and started back toward the bedroom door.
"Master?" Selene's sleepy voice broke into a yawn before she finished the word. She pushed herself up on her forearms as she yawned and stretched like a cat. First, her shoulders went up, showing off her breasts nicely, then her shoulders went down, and her ass went up. Then she started standing. "You're home!" She said cheerily. "I take it your date went well? You fucked her?"
Arthur laughed. "We uh... Yeah. It went well."
Selene smiled and crawled forward. "Sit on the edge of the bed, Master."
He knew it wasn't quite a command, but the tone in her voice was surprisingly forceful coming from his slave. He smirked for a moment, but in the end, he decided to sit on the edge of the bed. He could guess what she wanted and was perfectly willing to give it to her.
"I want you to tell me all about it, every detail, while I suck your cock. I want to taste her still on you...." Selene's voice drifted off into a dream-like tone, her eyes half-closed as she reached up and started undoing her Master's belt and pants.
Arthur let her, and he started recounting the story as she fished him out of his pants. She stroked him until he was hard, which didn't take long, and then she dove onto his cock, taking him in her mouth more eager than ever. Her head bobbed up and down fiercely, and the suction from her locked lips around his cock was intense enough to dimple her cheeks.
When he got to the kinky parts, she started to moan onto his cock, which sent pleasant vibrations through him, and he leaned back. She climbed up him with her arms resting on his thighs, impaled her face with his cock, and listened as he recounted fucking Kelly the night before.
She popped off his cock once to ask: "May I play with myself, Master? And may I cum?"
"You may, and you may." Arthur answered her back. "So long as you can get me to cum first." He smirked and put his hands behind his head as he lay back and stared at the ceiling. Then he continued recounting the story, up until the point that they fell asleep.
Selene lifted her head off his cock and kept pumping him with her right hand while her left was between her legs, finger-fucking herself and pressing her clit with the base of her fingers until she felt herself getting closer to the edge.
"Did you enjoy fucking her, Master?" Selene asked.
"Of course." Arthur answered honestly.
"And the housewife, the roleplay. Did you enjoy that? Do you want me to do that?" Selene asked as she tightened her grip around his cock.
"No, you and I roleplay other things." He answered. "Kind of." He supposed it was a type of roleplay. It just happened to last as long as Selene wore her collar, and so far, she refused to take it off.
"Do you think, if things work out between you, and she does become your wife, for real, that she would be okay with me still being your slave?" Selene closed her eyes as she pumped Arthur, and her left hand started working even faster as she gasped in pleasure.
"You would have to be a slave to both of us." Arthur answered, playing along. "But I don't think you'd mind that." He reached down and cupped her face in one hand. "You're a good slut, aren't you? You'd obey your mistress if I gave you one."
"Yes, Master." Selene gasped. "Oh my god. Master."
"You would do anything to her that I told you to, wouldn't you?" Arthur watched her delirious smile stretch across her face.
"Of course, Master. I would serve your wife, or girlfriend, as I would you. If you told me to. I obey you in all things. You are my Master. I am your slave. Please, sir, use your slut." Selene dove for his cock as he came, and although the first jet hit her in the face, the rest she gobbled down and swallowed eagerly, shivering with pleasure the whole time.
When Arthur was finished cumming, his body went slack against the bed. "Good girl." He sighed as she nuzzled against his hand that was cupping her face. She shivered with pleasure at his words and shuddered as she kept fingering herself, faster and harder with every passing second. "Cum for me." He encouraged her. "Cum for your Master like a good slut."
She obeyed. Her entire body went rigid, and she moved her hand from his cock to his thigh as she clamped down around her fingers and came. She pushed her face into the mattress and screamed with pleasure. The mattress muffled it, but it still brought a smile to Arthur's face. She sat slumped against the foot of the bed now, one arm around his leg, hugging it, with her back against the foot of the bed. He laid back on the mattress with his eyes closed, his legs hanging over the foot of the bed.
Without meaning to, he fell asleep. So did Selene. It wasn't until several hours later, when there was a knock on the bedroom door, that either of them stirred.
"Hm?" Arthur asked as he slowly came back into the world. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked around. At his feet, Selene stirred on her slave bed made of blankets. She yawned and stretched. Kat, on the other side of the door, knocked again.
"Hold on." Arthur called out, waking himself enough to close up his pants and sit up.
Selene was still naked, except for her collar, but once Arthur was buttoned up, she called out. "Come in, Kat."
Arthur raised an eyebrow, but if either of them were embarrassed at Selene's current state, neither showed it. Kat might as well have opened the door to the two of them perfectly dressed, playing a game of cards for all the disturbance either showed.
"It's eleven o'clock." Kat announced.
"Hm?" Arthur asked, surprised. He turned to check the clock as if he didn't believe her, and sure enough: it read 11:01. "Wow." He chuckled. "I guess I needed the sleep."
Selene smiled. "I'll go make you some coffee, Master. You should get showered and ready for your date with Kat."
Kat's face was unreadable.
"I've been meaning to ask you about that." Arthur said as Selene stood up.
Kat stepped inside the bedroom to let her past, and Selene was off, presumably making coffee around the corner. Arthur stood up from the bed, stretched his neck, rolled his shoulders, and popped his back by flexing it just the right way.
"Is it a date?" Arthur asked as he started opening the drawers. "Selene keeps calling it that, but I wasn't sure."
"It's..." Kat started, then hesitated. "It's lunch." She said finally.
"So it's just lunch because you want to talk. Not a date." Arthur clarified. "I'm just... trying to figure things out."
"Do you want it to be a date?" Kat's question had an edge of challenge that made Arthur unsure how he should answer. If he said no, Kat might think he hated her. If he said yes, she could call him all kinds of names. There was no winning in this scenario.
"I think that's what I'm asking you." Arthur countered. "In my experience, it's not a date unless the woman says so."
"It's..." Kat seemed to think about it for a moment. "It's an opportunity."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Arthur asked, more confused than ever as he pulled the clothes he needed.
"You'll find out at lunch." Kat smirked and then left his room and headed into the kitchen.
Arthur watched her head into the kitchen, unsure what that meant. He sighed, headed into the bathroom, and started the shower water. He brushed his teeth, shaved, and then hopped in the shower. He was part way through lathering himself up when he heard the bathroom door open.
"Master?" Selene's voice was quiet but steady.
"Yes?" Arthur asked.
"Do you need any help?" Selene asked.
"Showering?" Arthur asked for clarification as he ran the soap bar across his chest.
"Whatever you need." Selene volunteered. "If you're still horny, I can always stroke your cock."
Arthur's dick twitched a little at that thought, but just a little. He smirked. He supposed even he needed a break from time to time. "I think you did a good job of that earlier. I'm still recharging." He answered with a chuckle.
"Oh, okay." Selene sounded disappointed.
"I could use your help with something, though." Arthur said as he washed his legs.
"Of course, whatever you need, Master." Selene answered more cheerily than before.
"Your sister." Arthur said, as though that statement was itself explanatory.
"What about her, Master?" Selene asked.
"What does she want from me?" Arthur asked, slightly frustrated but trying his best not to let it show. He set the soap and the washcloth down and started rinsing himself off by starting with his already shampooed head.
"I've been telling her about everything you've been teaching me about... about my sexuality. And all the orgasms you've given me, and how wonderful it feels to be your slave." Selene answered as though that explained things. "She hasn't had a boyfriend in a while and can be a bit bratty. A handful. She needs someone who can rise to that challenge, and I told her I thought you could and would if she asked you."
"And what did she say to that?" Arthur paused.
"She said she'd text you." Selene's smile was audible in her voice. "And then she did, and set up a lunch with you to talk to you about it without me around so the two of you can get to know one another and have some privacy."
Arthur was silent as he continued rinsing himself off. His mind was racing as he thought about the consequences and possibilities. "Does she... want to be my slave too?" He asked.
"I don't think she wants quite the same thing we have." Selene explained. "But I know she enjoys certain things just like I do, in her own way. And I know she won't try to steal you away from me. A little competition between us might even be a good thing. For you, anyway."
"You really are trying to make me a harem, aren't you." Arthur laughed as he turned off the water.
"Of course, Master." Selene smiled up at him from her place, kneeling on the bathmat, as he opened the shower curtain. His towel was draped across her upraised arms, and he took it from her and started drying his hair. "If I had my way, I'd build you a whole stable full of women to fuck whenever you wanted, so long as you still used me as your slave when you were done with them."
Arthur's dick twitched again, remembering how hot the blow job had been while he detailed his date with Kelly and the sex they had together. It'd also been enjoyable for Selene, judging by her reactions to it. Selene must have seen it because there was a hunger in her eyes a moment later when he finished drying off.
"Do you want me to suck you off before your lunch, master?" She asked, hopefully.
Arthur considered it. "No." He finally decided. "In fact, I want you to take some time off while I'm at lunch to finish your homework and do what you'd normally do on the weekend."
Selene looked like he'd slapped her across the face and not in a fun way. "Do you..." Her voice broke. "Do you want me to take off my collar?"
"No." Arthur assured her. "You're my slut. You can wear that, or one of your other collars, for as long as you want to. But you do still need to live your life. You can't spend all day, every day laying at the foot of my bed waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you."
Selene seemed to consider that statement for a moment, and Arthur realized that she'd taken the opposite meaning from it. He'd meant to explain the obvious. Instead, he'd given her something to aspire to, something he feared was far too unrealistic to be attainable.
"Selene..." Arthur warned.
"I know, I know." She frowned and looked down at the floor as she shifted into the Nadu position. "A slave may dream, Master. A slave may dream."
Arthur shook his head. "Any other insights you can give me about your sister?" He asked as he slid on the pair of boxer shorts he'd brought in with him.
"Don't be afraid to be mean to her. To be forceful. She will push the boundaries. She's not as..."
"Obedient?" Arthur volunteered.
"Yeah." Selene nodded. "She's not a good girl, Master. She will push you. You must push back, or better yet, push her first."
"Okay." Arthur thought he could do that. "Where should I take her for lunch?"
"You should order in. I... may have told her you said you would meet her at our apartment and that you would order sandwiches for lunch." Selene did her best not to smile but failed under Arthur's incredulous gaze. "She's waiting for you there."
Arthur laughed. "You've thought of everything, I suppose." He pulled on his shirt. "What will you do when she joins my harem? Share my bed with the two of us? Suck me off after I finish fucking her like you did with Kelly?"
Selene shuddered.
"Will you serve her, like you offered to serve Kelly?" Arthur asked.
"No." Selene said. "I... I don't think she wants that. We don't want to do anything sexual to each other. But... we both think it might be exciting to do things to you or have you do things to us simultaneously."
Arthur's dick started to harden at the thought of it. A threesome with sisters? That was definitely on his bucket list of 'things that will probably never happen but would be cool if they did.'
"You could take turns having us blow you or fucking us while the other watches." Selene said quietly. "Whatever you wanted."
"And if I wanted you to go down on her while I fucked you from behind?" Arthur asked as he stared straight down at Selene.
She blushed but shook her head. "No, Master. I don't think I could do that." She sounded sorry and tried to make up for it almost immediately. "But I would hold her down while you fucked her if you wanted me to."
"Ha." Arthur laughed. "Finally. We found a line that you won't cross." He pulled on his pants and then patted her on the head. "Good girl."
Selene shivered as goosebumps spun up her spine. She wiggled in her kneeling Nadu position and crawled after Arthur as he left the bathroom and headed into the living room. It was only eleven thirty. He had some time.
"Oh shit." Arthur cussed.
"What is it?" Selene asked, looking up, alarmed.
"I forgot about my phone. The battery died last night, and I haven't had a chance to charge it or turn it back on yet." He quickly went back into his bedroom. Selene waited in the living room, taking up the Nadu position in the center of the room, as he plugged his phone back in. It was only at ten percent, but he turned it back on anyway. He sat on the edge of the sofa and waited while it booted up, and the alerts started coming in.
13 missed messages from Slut.
2 missed messages from Kelly.
1 missed call from Mom.
1 voicemail.
6 emails, none of which seemed important.
Arthur looked over to Selene, kneeling in the center of the room to his right, looking down at the carpet. Nude, except for her thin leather collar. Her long blonde hair was still tied back in a single braid that ran down her back and ended just above her round bubble butt. He opened their message chain.
Slut: Homework is all finished!
Slut: How is your date going?
Slut: I came! Thank you, Master!
The subsequent few messages were a series of photographs.
A selfie of Selene on her back against the carpet, one tit cupped in her hand.
A selfie of Selene from a low angle, with one leg raised straight into the air, her hand holding on to her ankle.
A picture of Selene on the couch, her face turned away from the camera and her ass up. Not a selfie. Someone else had taken this one.
Slut: Kat is really looking forward to your date tomorrow!
Slut: I hope you're fucking her good and proper, Master!
Slut: Show her what it's like to be fucked by a god.
Slut: I guess you're not coming home tonight?
Slut: Can't wait to hear all about it tomorrow.
Slut: Goodnight, Master.
Slut: Thank you for letting me cum tonight.
Arthur smiled as he saved all the pictures to his phone. Once that was done, he moved on to the messages from Kelly.
Kelly: Sorry about this morning, again.
Kelly: I'm looking forward to next week, though! Same time, right?
Arthur messaged her back.
Arthur: Yeah, same time, my place. I'll cook us dinner this time.
Before he could move on, Kelly messaged him back.
Kelly: Okay. Should I think of another game for us to play?
Arthur: Sure. Let me know what you're thinking, so I can take care of any prep ahead of time.
Kelly: Prep?
Arthur: Well, it depends on how elaborate you want to get, but yeah, prep. Costumes, candles, you set the scene pretty well last night. I'd like to be able to return the favor.
Kelly: Oh, gotcha. Sure. I'll let you know.
Then it was time for the voicemail.
"Arthur, this is your mother, but you probably already know that because caller ID exists, you're either screening your calls or still asleep because it's Saturday. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know the plan for tonight is steaks on the grill. Your father wants to cook and use the patio before it gets too cold. The pool is heated, and the hot tub is open, so bring your trunks if you want. We'll be at the house all day, so whenever you get here, we'll start dinner. Love you, see you soon."
Arthur decided to text rather than call. A generational difference, maybe, but it was still faster and more efficient than all that talking.
Arthur: Got your message. Looking forward to tonight. I'll let you know when I'm on my way.
Selene was still kneeling there, waiting for instructions. Arthur shook his head.
"Don't you have things to do today?" Arthur asked. "Projects to work on? That kind of thing?"
"I got a lot done last night." Selene answered. "Today is kind of like my day off. I'm supposed to study Lit tomorrow with Kat, but otherwise... I'm free to do anything you need today." Selene's answer was more of a suggestion that Arthur did not miss.
"So you're just going to hang out here naked all day?" Arthur asked.
"Unless you'd rather I wear something?" Selene asked. "You didn't assign me any clothes today, so I just assumed I wasn't to wear any."
Arthur chuckled. "I like that assumption, though it might make life difficult for you if I sleep in on a class day."
Selene blushed but did not answer. Arthur watched her for a moment and then realized something. "Do you know what was missing from my phone this morning?" He asked.
"No, sir." She answered honestly as she looked at him from her position on the floor. "What?"
"I told you to send me a selfie of yourself when you finished your slave mantra this morning." Arthur reminded her. "Did you recite your slave mantra this morning?"
Selene looked back down, and her voice was soft as she answered. "No, sir."
"Why not?" Arthur asked in a stern tone as he stood up. The bulge in his pants was obvious to Selene's hungry eyes.
"I was too eager to suck your cock, sir." Selene answered. "I thought of nothing else when I saw you come in this morning."
"And when I went to get my shower?" He asked. "Could you not have recited it then?"
"I..." Selene hesitated. "I suppose I could have, sir." She sounded sorry. "I'm sorry."
"Should I punish you?" Arthur asked. He strode toward her and walked around her until he was standing behind her.
"Yes, sir." Selene answered immediately, her eyes still downcast.
"Why?" Arthur asked.
"Because I am your slave, I must complete the tasks you assign me." Selene answered.
"Good girl." Arthur smiled. "That is the right answer."
Selene shuddered. "But you don't have time, do you, Master? You have to go have lunch with Kat."
Arthur glanced at the clock. She was right, of course, but he had an idea for a punishment he quite liked. "Okay." He said. "While I'm having lunch with Kat. You'll stay here and recite your slave mantra over and over. You're going to go through your poses while you do it." He gripped her hair by its braid. "And you're going to do it with your rabbit vibrator shoved as far into you as you can make it go, on as high a setting as you can." He was already hard just thinking about it, and Selene was obviously aroused by how she pushed her pelvis into the floor.
"But." Arthur added. "You are not going to cum."
Selene's nostrils flared as Arthur continued. "Every time you get so close to cumming that you feel you can't help it, you will stop the vibrator and make a mark on this page."
Arthur opened one of her notebooks on the coffee table to the first blank page he found.
"For every mark, you will earn one spanking that I will deliver to you when I'm done with Kat." Arthur smiled; he couldn't help it. Selene tried not to. "And you're going to record yourself doing it with my phone. I'll review the video." He warned. "So I'll know if you do it correctly."
"Yes, Master." Selene moaned. "I'm sorry for forgetting. I obey, and thank you for my punishment."
Arthur patted her on the head. "I've started the recording. You may begin now. I'll see you when Kat and I are done with lunch." He watched as she hopped up to grab the vibrator, shoved it in, and then started going through her poses while reciting her mantra. He opened the door wide, exposing her to the empty landing as he did so, and then closed and locked the door behind him. He paused for a moment and pressed his ear against the door. He could hear she was still reciting her mantra while the buzz of the vibrator hummed away between her legs.
He moved away from the door and had to sit thinking about schoolwork until the erection faded. Then he went down the stairs, across the parking lot, and knocked on Selene and Kat's apartment door. The door opened quickly.
"You're late." Kat frowned as she let him in.
Arthur checked his watch. 12:02. "Sorry." As he stepped through it, he gestured to the door, and Kat closed it behind him. "Traffic was a real bear."
She didn't laugh at his joke but shook her head. He stood in the center of her living room now. Her and Kat's apartment was the mirror image of his, with their tv and living room area to the right of the door, an open space bordered by three doors to his left, two bedrooms, and a bathroom. The kitchen was in the nook of the reverse J-shaped apartment to the right, with a small dining area.
"Selene said you wanted to order food?" Arthur asked.
"Yeah. I thought we'd order from The Sandwich Shop. Something light?" Kat asked as she looked up at him. She was a few inches shorter than Selene and usually wore heels to make up for it. Right now, she was barefoot and more than a foot shorter than Arthur at 5'1" to his 6'4".
She'd changed clothes from the baggy shirt and pajama shorts she'd worn at his place and was dressed in her usual clothes again. A casual pair of black slacks, with a pink blouse, tucked into them. She had a blazer by the door, but it was on its hook for now. Both were a little tight on her, showing off her body's curves nicely. She was thicker than Selene, rounder, and more voluptuous for it. Selene was right, she was more Arthur's type physically than Selene was, but Arthur wasn't sure he liked her very much. He'd never know how she and Selene got along as well as they did. He assumed it was because they were sisters and had no other choice.
"That okay with you?" Kat asked as she crossed the room to the sofa, where she picked up her laptop and put it on the small round kitchen table. She opened it up and pulled up the website while she waited for Arthur's answer.
"Yeah." Arthur nodded. "That's fine with me. I'll take a turkey club with mayo."
Kat nodded. "Fries?"
"Of course." Arthur smirked and watched Kat enter the order. He had some cash in his wallet, so he wasn't worried about paying the delivery guy, but Kat had already paid online.
"Did you want some cash for it?" Arthur asked.
"No." Kat answered. "You can cover it next time."
"Okay..." Arthur said. He wasn't sure there would be a next time. Kat and Selene kept acting as though they were confident about things they hadn't even talked to him about yet, and he was starting to wonder exactly what it was that Kat wanted to discuss. "So... while we wait. What was it you wanted to talk about?"
Kat gestured to the sofa. "Take a seat."
Arthur took the corner seat and expected her to sit down, but she remained standing. The coffee table that separated the couch from the TV didn't leave much room, but she stood between it and the TV as she talked, gesturing with her hands while she spoke and occasionally clasping them together. If Arthur didn't know better, he might have thought if this were some kind of rehearsed speech or presentation. He'd seen enough of them in his business classes to know when someone was trying to hit all their speaking points without memorizing something verbatim.
"First, I wanted to apologize again." Kat nodded. "For how I treated you when I walked in on you and Selene. I was just... surprised. And a little frustrated." She looked at him as if waiting for him to respond or say his line. He wasn't sure what to say, so he said nothing at first but nodded.
"It's okay." He said when she didn't pick back up. "Like I said before, I understand. I'm not mad at you or anything."
"Good." Kat's mouth grew into a thin line as she nodded. "Because... I wanted to ask you for something like a favor."
"A favor?" Arthur prompted.
"Selene and I have been talking a lot over the last few days. And I mean a lot." Kat informed him. "And most, if not all of it, is about you. She raves about you. She worships you. And I..."
Arthur waited as she seemed to wrestle with the words.
"I'm worried about her and you, in a way." Kat confessed. "I'm worried that if you're just using her and toss her away at some point, she's going to be devastated, as in, beyond repair."
"I would never do that." Arthur shook his head.
"You say that, and she says that, but I want to be sure. I want to know you. I want to trust you. And..."
"And?" Arthur asked.
"I want in." Kat finished.
"In?" Arthur was confused. "In what?"
"In. With what you two have. Kind of. I want to watch you and Selene sometimes, and I want... private lessons. I want you to give me the same deal you offered Selene at the outset. Not what it's turned into. But the idea of getting together once in a while as friends with benefits and you helping me explore some of those things that I've never done before but wanted to try. I want you to teach me everything you know about... well, about everything you know about sex."
Arthur paused for a moment. "Uh..." His brain short-circuited. Selene had tried to prepare him for something like this, he thought, but there was a difference between the girl you were fucking teasing you about fucking her sister and her sister telling you that she wanted to fuck you and wanted in on it. He was half blown away into a fantasy world and half still in the real world, disbelieving it. He almost wanted to check for the prank cameras. Before he realized it, nearly a minute of silence had passed between them, and Kat felt smaller with every passing second.
"I know I'm not as skinny as she is." Kat said quietly. "And you have your pick of women right now. But... I don't have anyone else I can do this with, and I need it. I need to get laid. I need to have some fun sometimes and just cut loose. I need to push my boundaries and figure out what I like and don't like. And you're someone safe, hot, and knowledgeable. Selene trusts you, and she's told me how you're always looking out for her and not just abusing the power she gave you over her. I... I understand if you're not attracted to me, but maybe...."
Arthur held up his hand in a stop signal and Kat fell quiet.
"First of all." Arthur started. "I don't know if Selene has told you this, but I like curves. You're not fat, you take care of yourself, you're just a little curvier than your sister, but that's a good thing, at least in my eyes."
Kat didn't seem to know how to take that. She was surprised but also pleased. There was just a hint of a blush on her face.
"Second. I know this took a lot of courage for you to ask, but...." Arthur hesitated. He didn't want to upset her, and she looked like she was on the verge of being very upset by the upcoming rejection. The conjunction 'but' was always a red flag.
"But?" Kat's voice was quiet, but there was still a hint of defensive anger.
"I'm not sure we qualify for friends with benefits." Arthur shook his head. "We're not really friends, are we? We barely know each other. I know Selene pretty well, and we get along pretty well. I don't know you at all, and we don't get along at all sometimes. And now you want to be my sex slave?"
"No." Kat snapped. "You weren't listening. I don't want to be your sex slave. I'm not a fuck toy like she is. I want to be your... student, I guess. I want you to tutor me on this stuff."
"This stuff being sex." Arthur reminded her. "Specifically, kinky sex?"
"Yes." Kat nodded. "I want to try things out."
Arthur was silent for a moment. His gaze on her face was intense, but she refused to meet his eyes. She was staring at the coffee table as though it were going to burst into flames. Arthur was staring at her, waiting to see if she would realize what he did, but she didn't seem to think this was a bad idea. She wanted this. Did he?
He already Selene, who had gone from something like a friend with benefits with bondage to a practically full-time sex slave inside a couple of days. Then there was Kelly, who he was dating and would probably be spending roleplay nights with once a week until they either got together for real or called it off. This was, of course, not counting Mindy. Ji-Min, who apparently had a crush on him strong enough to get her to ask him out, and who was eager for their date on Sunday. Now, Kat wanted to join the mix?
"How..." Arthur started, then held up his hand. "How would you want it to work if we did this?"
Kat's smile burst from her face like sunshine, and she eagerly moved to the opposite corner of the sofa. She tucked one leg under her and sat sideways so she could face him while she talked animatedly with her hands.
"Okay. So, I thought we could get together once a week. During our time together, I would follow your lead. We would go over the limits like you did with Selene and try things out. But I'd need to be sure you know what you're doing. That means I want lesson plans. Ahead of time."
"Lesson plans?" Arthur raised an eyebrow. This was already starting to sound like more work than he might be able to handle.
"Lesson plans." Kat nodded. "I want to know what we'll try a week ahead of time if possible, a few days minimum. That way you can let me know if I need to bring anything, where it's going to be, what we're going to do, that kind of thing. And you have a few days to change things up if I veto anything."
Arthur thought about it.
"And it gives us time to reschedule if we're busy." She added. "If we set a regular night, like Tuesdays, we can schedule around it, but if we need to reschedule for any reason, we can at least have a few days' notice."
"I think I'd have to see an example lesson plan. Have a format to follow." Arthur found himself speaking before he really meant to.
Kat shifted in her seat. "I can help you with that." She nodded. "We could go over one for... today?"
"Today?" Arthur asked, slightly surprised.
"Well, I thought you might want to- never mind." Kat looked down again, and her shoulders drooped.
"I'm..." Arthur started. "I'm not saying no." He didn't know that he wanted to say yes either. He wasn't sure at all what he thought of the idea if he were being honest. It sounded like a dream in some ways, a nightmare in others. Kat was volatile, and she could be... strong-willed. Beyond that, he really didn't know much about her at all. He wouldn't mind being her friend before being her friend with benefits to determine if they could even be friends in the first place.
"That doesn't sound like a yes either." Kat grimaced. "Are you serious?" She asked. "I'm offering to fuck you, and you're not sure you want to? Way to boost a girl's ego."
"I want to fuck you." Arthur said sternly. Kat looked up at him. She looked like she was about to cry, stopping him short. "I do. I'm not lying about that." He wasn't. "I just feel like, maybe we should start simple. Get to know one another a little. You know? Maybe we could be friends before we become friends with benefits?"
"What do you want to know?" Kat asked as she crossed her arms across her chest.
"I don't know." Arthur answered. "Anything about you? I guess? All I know is that you're Selene's sister. You grew up together. You're older than her. She followed you to college, essentially, and the two of you started rooming together last year?" He wasn't sure when they started rooming together, but he thought that sounded right. "And your mom is a bit of a prude, according to Selene, but she might even consider me a prude by her standards." He tried to insert a joke to lighten the mood, but Kat didn't laugh.
"My name's Katerine. I'm named after my father's mother. I'm 23, two years older than Selene, even though we're only a year apart academically. I took a gap year between high school and college because I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. I took four classes at a community college that year and then transferred here." Kat explained. "My mom is a prude. We were raised in a very strict household with some very archaic ideas when it came to sex and things like that, which didn't exactly stop me. I was a bit of a rebel in high school. Unfortunately, my boyfriend senior year wasn't the best, but I lost my virginity to him anyway. In college, I've been more dedicated to my school work, and I've flirted a bit, but I'm not into one-night stands or hook-up culture, and the guys here treat their girls like shit, and I'm not into that. And I don't mean like the kinky stuff you and Selene do. I mean relationship-wise. I need to be able to respect the person I'm in a relationship with, and I have no respect for them if they need me to be their mother for them."
Arthur nodded in response. He didn't have time to do much else before she continued.
"I was never into ballet like Selene, but I was into music. I play the violin; my mother insisted on something classical. I was in the marching band in high school. I still practice but don't play in any of the school bands. I was never into the nerd stuff Selene likes, like Lord of the Rings or anime." Kat shrugged. "Some of them are okay, but I always preferred live-action mysteries and detective stories or reality TV. I like sports and know as much about baseball statistics as any gatekeeping asshole." She sounded angry on that last bit, but Arthur let it slide.
"Do you play?" Arthur asked.
"I play volleyball." Kat answered.
"Nice." Arthur nodded. He hadn't known that, but it didn't surprise him. She was fit enough that he figured she had to do something. "What's your major, anyway?"
"English." Kat answered.
"Really?" Arthur sounded more surprised than he meant to.
"Yeah." Kat nodded. "Why?"
"I was just curious." Arthur shrugged. "You always dress like a business major, but I don't remember seeing you in any of my business classes."
"That's because I'm an English major. I like literature, and I'm a good editor. I want to work in publishing when I graduate." Kat shrugged.
"Cool." Arthur nodded. "I know there's a few in the city."
"Yeah. I had an internship at one last summer. They said they'd hire me as soon as I graduate, so I'm still planning on living here with Selene next year until she graduates. Then we'll see where we are."
"Sensible." Arthur nodded. "Cool."
"Yeah." Kat nodded and waited for Arthur to say something or ask another question. When he didn't, she got impatient and decided to ask one of her own. "So, do you know me well enough now to teach me how to suck cock?"
Arthur laughed. He didn't mean to, but the almost angry bluntness of the question forced it out of him. It was such a ridiculous and unexpected question. At first, Kat seemed annoyed, but when she realized the laugh wasn't at her but more at the situation, she cracked a small smile.
"Sorry." Kat offered once Arthur got it together. "I just... am feeling vulnerable and rejected right now."
"You're not rejected." Arthur said softly. "I just..."
"Just?" Kat prompted.
Arthur took a deep breath. "Okay." He said finally. "Let's try it. Let's see how it works. And if it doesn't, then we can call it off. No hard feelings. Right?"
"Right." Kat agreed. She hopped up from the couch and then ran into her bedroom, leaving the door open behind her. Arthur watched her curly blonde hair bounce with her steps as she bounced away. He wasn't sure if he should move from the sofa, so he stayed put. She returned quickly with a notebook and pen in her hands. "Here. We can write out the first lesson plan in this, and you can use it to keep track of my answers to things."
Arthur exhaled and took the notebook from her. "Okay. So the first lesson should be more of an evaluation." Arthur decided.
"Evaluation?" Kat asked as she sank back into the opposite corner of the sofa.
"Yeah. We need to evaluate your current limits, and I need to evaluate your previous knowledge and your current level of skills in... things."
Kat smiled. "Okay." She said.
"Okay?" Arthur asked, surprised.
"Yeah." Kat nodded. "What, should I protest? If I make you work for this any harder, I feel like you're just going to give up, and then I'll never get laid."
Arthur shook his head and made a mark on the notebook.
"What did you write?" Kat asked, leaning up from her seat.
Arthur tipped the notebook away from her and toward him and shook his head. "My notebook, my notes."
"My notebook." Kat corrected. "Your notes. If we're going to do this, I'm going to need to know my scores."
"Scores?" Arthur laughed. "You want me to grade you on all of this?"
Kat thought about it for a moment and then nodded. "Yes." She said with a firm nod. "That way, I can know when I've improved in something."
Arthur seemed to think about it for a moment. He shrugged. "Okay." He nodded. "We'll also need to lay some ground rules."
"Like what?" Kat's bright, ice blue eyes looked at his with curiosity.
"Well, safewords, for one." Arthur answered.
"Red light, yellow light, just like Selene." Kat said immediately.
"She told you about that?" Arthur asked.
"Of course." Kat nodded. "And I'll remember it."
"Okay." Arthur nodded and made a note in the notebook.
"While we're doing this. While class is in session. You will refer to me as Sir." Arthur informed her.
"I'm not your slave." Kat corrected him.
"One of your classes may very well be in how to be a sex slave." Arthur corrected her. "But this isn't about that. You don't need to call me Master, but you call me Sir. It's a respect thing; you wanted to fuck someone you can respect. You will respect me. Understood?"
"Yes." Kat nodded. When he stared at her and didn't continue, she realized what he was waiting for and added, "Sir." She looked down at the sofa.
"Also, you will wear a collar when class is in session." Arthur informed her.
Kat frowned and shook her head. "I don't like things against my neck." She explained.
"Too bad." Arthur shook his head. "You'll learn to adjust." He nodded. "Unless you want that to be one of your hard limits, you will put a collar on to start every session and take it off to end every session. Taking it off early is the same as using one of your safewords. Understand?"
"I understand, Sir." Kat pouted.
"Do you have a choker you can use for today's lesson?" Arthur asked.
"No, Sir." She shook her head.
Arthur thought momentarily about going and borrowing one of Selene's. He knew she had plenty, but he decided against it in the end. He needed to keep the two separate in his mind for now. Kat was not Selene, and she required a different approach.
"That's okay." Arthur assured her. "I'll have one for you next time."
Kat nodded.
"During the sessions, I will take every precaution to look out for your physical, emotional, and mental well-being and safety." He started writing on the notebook she'd given him as he spoke. "I will endeavor to teach you something new every session and review your progress on older lessons as necessary." He added. "I will submit a general lesson plan to you no less than three days before our scheduled lesson, outlining any instruments, subjects, risks, punishments, and rewards."
"Punishments?" Kat asked curiously.
"Yes." Arthur answered but did not explain further. "Is that a problem for you?"
"Not necessarily." Kat answered. "I'm not exactly a masochist or anything, though."
"I understand." Arthur said. "All punishments will be within the limits we set when we go over your limits. Right now, I'm just writing out the general responsibilities we agree to."
"Okay." Kat nodded, shifting in her seat. She seemed eager to Arthur, hopeful. It was the most intense focus he'd ever received from Kat since he'd known her, but that wasn't hard to accomplish. Usually, they only met in passing.
"You may veto aspects of the lesson plans if necessary due to circumstances but are to make every effort to comply with lesson plans that do not violate your limits. I will ensure that no lesson plan contains anything listed on your hard limits." Arthur assured her as he kept writing.
"Okay." Kat nodded. Her breathing was a little more shallow now. Her chest seemed to rise and fall a little more quickly than before. Her grip on the material of her pant leg tightened a little.
"Neither of us will ever engage in a lesson if we are not one hundred percent sober and stable." Arthur added.
"Stable?" Kat asked.
Arthur nodded. "Yeah. If you're upset about something, or if I'm upset about something. It's probably best to reschedule. You know what I mean?"
"Kind of." Kat frowned. "But like, if I were stressed out, wouldn't a lesson be helpful?" She asked.
"Use your judgment." Arthur explained. "I won't be mad at you if you need to reschedule for any reason. I promise."
Kat laughed. "Yeah, not when you've got my sister eager to suck you off every chance she gets."
Arthur shook his head but couldn't hide his smirk. "Well... yeah. That helps." He laughed. Kat laughed too.
"No comparisons." Kat added suddenly.
Arthur looked up. "What do you mean?"
"I mean no comparisons between Selene and me. No telling us which one is the better cocksucker or whatever. It'll cause problems." Kat assured him.
"Okay." Arthur nodded. "Makes sense, I guess. Sibling rivalry is probably best left out of sex." He tried to make a joke, but Kat didn't join him in his chuckle that time. "Alright, let's see... How should we schedule these sessions? Google calendar?"
"Works for me." Kat nodded. "That'll be good for automatic reminders too."
"Alright and-" Arthur stopped when there was a knock at the door. For a moment there, he'd thought it was Selene. Then he remembered that they'd ordered food. He was here for lunch, after all.
Kat hopped off the sofa and looked out the door's peephole. She opened the door, took the bag of food from the old driver, and thanked her before turning and putting the bag on the coffee table between them. Then she sat back down.
"And-?" She prompted.
"During the sessions, you will obey my instructions to the best of your ability and keep an open mind." Arthur added. "You will always communicate with me and tell me the absolute truth any time I ask about your physical, mental, or emotional state."
Kat nodded as she opened the bag and started taking out the food. Two styrofoam containers, one for her and one for him. She placed his in front of him and opened it, then placed hers in front of her, opened it, and started eating. "Makes sense."
"You will complete your assignments every week." Arthur informed her. "Promptly. You will accept your punishments for missed deadlines or for other reasons given to you by me."
Selene frowned but did not protest. Well, not quite. "Deadlines?" She asked. "Assignments?"
"I'm going to give you homework." Arthur told her. He'd been thinking about this for the last few minutes now, and ideas were starting to come to him just as they'd come to Kat when she first started proposing this. "There has to be some motivation to complete it on time."
Kat frowned. "Fine. I guess. But nothing too ridiculous or unreasonable." She warned.
"Nothing that violates your limits, obviously. And I'll do my best that you have time to complete your assignments within your schedule. Which reminds me - you should just share your google calendar with me. That way, I know how much free time you have and can determine how reasonable the deadlines are."
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