Chapter 35: 35 Revenge Part 1

Brigit POV continued

 

I understand what mom meant. We need points. I run to a drawer and pull out some white rope made from silk. “Take this and tell Blue that she needs to make a bloody scene outside the dungeon!” I order the slimes. They take the rope and start to move.

 

“Wait!” I yell. They can’t talk, and I can’t let the policeman find them. I quickly write a note. “Quick, follow me with the rope.”

 

I run to the back door with the slimes following me. “Take this note and give it to Blue. Don’t follow the path, and don’t forget to bring the rope,” I give more precise orders. I hope they understand. Either way, they slide away from me towards the forest.

 

I run back to the front door and take a moment to catch my breath. Once it’s under control, I open the front door and meet the sheriff again. “Alright, I’m ready.”

 

We walk slowly down the path, and I deflect or answer questions based on what I think is best. When we reach the stream, I suck in a breath. This is too much Blue!

 

I don’t know how she had time to do this, but there is blood all over, and a dead bore. I see the sheriff look at me skeptically. I look at the scene and him in shock. “Wow. I just saw my sister and didn’t notice all the chaos,” I lie. I feel my voice stutter, and I can’t look into his eyes.

 

The sheriff looks at the scene contemplatively. Then he shrugs. “It’s not unusual for a person to get tunnel vision in a stressful situation,” he explains. “This makes things easier,” he mumbles and pulls out a camera.

 

After taking a few pictures, he takes me back home. I want to stay so I don’t have to waste more time. But I can’t think of a good reason. After double checking, I’m ok. The sheriff tells me to take it easy and get some rest. I nod and watch him leave.

 

Since I’m here, I’ll take a quick shower and change. I rush into the bathroom and strip. I take a hot shower and scrub to get the blood off. I then run to my room and grab my BDSM set. I don’t usually wear it since it’s uncomfortable. But this is a perfect time.

 

The outfit has a leather corset that leaves my breasts exposed and a pair of high-heeled boots that go past my knee. They have straps along the side that show my skin. Last but not least is a dildo that hooks onto the bottom of the corset with straps. It looks like a J with an extra nub in the middle. I lube it up and insert the middle dildo that enters my pussy. I then slide the back of the J into my ass. The beads slowly spread me more with each inch. I’m sopping just from inserting. I strap it to my corset and look between my boobs at the sizeable red dildo penis.

 

I leave without worrying about covering up. I run back to the dungeon with only a few stops. I regret putting the dildo in at home. It bounces back and forth fucking me the whole way. I enter the dungeon out of breath and already thoroughly pleasured.

 

I grab a bottle from the corner and chug my sister's cum. It tastes like apple juice today. I then take another one and undue my dildo. I shove the open bottle into my pussy and dump her fluids in. I feel my sister’s power working immediately. My muscles relax, and my sex drive returns.

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“It seems like the healing works better when combined with sex,” I say to myself with a smirk. I then travel into the throne room.

I see Blue fluttering lethargically. I walk over and hold out my hand to help her. She lands on my hand and flops on her cute little bottom. She looks at me, and I can see the exhaustion on her face. I worriedly ask her, “are you alright?”

 

“I’m tired, I’m sore, and I’m running out of magic,” Blue tells me sadly.

 

“Don’t worry. Aunty is here to take over!” I say.

 

“Really?! Yay, Aunty, you are second best after mom,” Blue squeals and hugs my thumb.

 

I shake my head. “Maybe third best. Don’t forget Grandma,” I lecture.

 

Blue refuses, “Grandma is good, but she hasn’t done anything for me.”

 

“We can discuss this later,” I state. I put Blue down on the throne. “Rope,” I say with my hand held out. A slime slides over and places them in my hand. They seem a bit slimy and slippery now, I notice. This will be fun.

 

It’s not a string, but maybe I should try my title’s ability. It seems to only work for clothes, but Shibari is a type of clothes. I think so, at least. “Slimes remove their clothes… Or not that might be dangerous.” I remove their clothing, and they are all well built. Just what you’d expect from gym girls.

 

They have bob cuts and well-defined muscles. Their boobs are from a handful to nonexistent. Their pubes are wild. I guess they don’t trim over there? Or perhaps they are just that type of woman?

 

Either way, it’s disappointing as I like a well-groomed pussy. I have a small airstrip that’s short, for example. Hedone keeps herself clean-shaven. It helps with the smell, she said, since she’s sweating all the time.

 

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