Penance (closed)

Tommy went home that night, quite satisfied with himself.

Well, first he stopped by Michelle's to give her some dick, and then he went home. He had Michelle tell him all about what she'd done with Andrea, and it definitely gave him some more ideas on things to make his new slave do.

He let her be for a day. No contact at all. Early the next morning, he dropped off a plain brown box at her door, with, simply, "ANDREA" written across it in thick black marker. He sent her a text message; it was six AM. Tommy had been up all night doing coke with Michelle.

The text message read: "You've got a package out front. Get it."

Today was the funeral for Andrea's father. Just as Tommy was pulling away from the house, another car turned the corner and pulled into the driveway.

Andrea's brother was home.
 
Andrea woke up to the sound of her mom cooking breakfast the next morning. She woke up and the two of them spent the day finalizing plans and getting ready for the next day. She went to bed early, surprised that she hadn't heard anything from Tommy all day.

She woke up early to the sound of her phone, a message from Tommy telling her to retrieve a package that was left outside her house. She put her robe on and went outside and picked up the brown box, nearly running into her brother as he came around te corner from the garage.

She ignored him, not saying anything before going back up to her room and locking the lock she had put on her door after the last time he was home.

She sat down on her bed and opened her box.
 
Inside the box was a whole lot of styrofoam packing peanuts, and when Andrea dug further inside, she found a couple things. The first was a slender, smooth, slighty curved red plastic dildo. The other thing she found was a pair of black leather boyshorts.

Her phone buzzed with a text message, from Master.

"I know you are about to get ready to go to your dad's funeral. Put that dildo inside you and then put those boyshorts on to hold it inside."
 
Andrea opened the box and dug through the styrofoam peanuts. She grimaced when she saw the slender red dildo and the black leather boyshorts. She jumped when her phone buzzed with a new message from him.

She knew better than to ignore his instructions. She sent a quick message acknowledging that she had gotten his message. "Yes Master."

After a quick shower and drying her hair, Andrea slid the dildo into her pussy and slid the leather panties on. She moved to her vanity and whimpered when she sat down to do her makeup, shifting her hips, adjusting to the dildo.

She put on her dress and a pair of black heels and put her Burberry scarf around her neck to cover the collar from her family. She walked downstairs and filled up a mug with coffee, sitting at the island and grabbing a muffin from one of the many sympathy baskets that had been sent to the family.
 
Andrew walked through and plopped himself down across from his sister. He grabbed a bagel and chewed on it.

"What's up, sis?" he said with a little smirk on his face, eyeing her up and down. He had fond memories of fucking her, using her, pretty much raping her, and it was pretty clear those thoughts were on his mind.

"So sad about Dad, huh," he said, eyeing her cleavage.
 
Andrea kept her eyes on her cup of coffee when her brother came into the kitchen. She could feel him looking at her, taking her in, and it made her shiver with memories of the last time he was home.

"yeah, such a tragedy,"she said, getting up and walking to the stairs, going to see if their mom needed any help getting ready.
 
Andrew shrugged and watched his sister walk away. He pondered his options; he was quite horny for her. He had enjoyed fucking her way too much the last time he was home, and he was eager for a repeat performance.

Andrea's mom was on her third vodka and orange juice of the morning... "Oh sweetie," she said when she saw Andrea come in.

Which was when Andrea felt the dildo in her cunt spring to vibrating life inside her...
 
"Mom, it's going to be a long day, don't you think you should slow down a little bit?"

Andrea helped her mom out on her strand of pearls and pinned her hair back, inhaling sharply when the dildo started vibrating inside of her.

"I need to go get my purse, then we should probably get going, we can't be late"
 
"Okay, honey," Andrea's mom said, and grabbed her own purse before making her way down the stairs.

They made it to the church on time; Andrew drove, which was good because the dildo in Andrea's cunt kept changing the speed and intensity with which it was vibrating...

There weren't many people that showed up for the funeral. A few dozen at the most. The old man had been quite the asshole.

There was one face in the crowd Andrea recognized immediately, though:

Tommy.

Her Master.
 
The lackluster crowd didn't surprise Andrea at all. Mostly family that felt obligated and his work buddies that showed up. Andrea did her best to ignore the one face that she hadn't expected to see. He was there. and the vibrating dildo in her pussy made it impossible to forget about him.

She closed her eyes as she sat in church and tried to control her breathing, biting her lip and closing her eyes as the dildo inside of her vibrated powerfully, pushing her over the edge and into an orgasm.

As the dildo slowed and she recovered from her orgasm, she looked over her shoulder at Tommy, hating the he would be able to make her do anything he wanted, and feared what he had planned for her.
 
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