The Second Place Sister

"See you later, Tori," Cindy called, and walked out of the room.

"Shall we?" Dr. Carlson asked, and took Tori by the hand.

He led the naked teen through the halls, and into the other wing. Tori stopped dead in her tracks in the hallway, her mouth agape. An orderly was passing them by, but what stunned Tori was the girl crawling behind him. She was being led by a leash, and a little tail stuck out of her asshole. Tori recognized the bright red hair, the big breasts, the green eyes that had once been so bright. Now, they were glassy, unfocused. The girl didn't even look at her. Her tongue hung out of her mouth, and she was panting like a puppy.

"Is that...Harmony?" Tori asked.

"Yes. It wasn't long after you left. She suffered some sort of mental breakdown. She thinks that she's a dog, and won't respond to anyone. Very sad," Dr. Carlson said, frowning.

Tori watched the girl as she was led away, wiggling her ass. She stopped and sniffed at the floor, then pissed right there. Tori couldn't watch. She pulled her gaze away, and let the doctor pull her down the hall. She didn't know why the sight of Harmony in such a state made her feel so sad, but it did. Maybe it was because the girl had been so full of life, and so friendly. Now she, well, she didn't want to think about it.

Dr. Carlson took Tori into a room that looked almost the same as the one where she'd spent so many days in aversion therapy, but this one was slightly different. For one, there were two chairs instead of one. The chairs faced each other. There was also what looked like some kind of pommel horse, like they used to use in gymnastics class when she was younger. This one, though, had four erect rubber protrusions. They looked like dildos.

Tori and the doctor were also not alone in the room. Another familiar face, Valerie, was waiting for them. The thin, black-haired girl was also naked, but like Tori she wore a chastity belt. She saw Tori and waved.

"Hey, Tori. Long time, no see,"

"Valerie? What are you doing here?"

"Trying to get over playing with my twat," the other girl said, and shrugged.

"Well, girls, let's get started. First, we're going to work you up a little bit. We want you both to raise your arousal level before you get into the chairs. If you can, then, make it through the session without masturbating, we'll call that a step in the right direction,"

"Sure, doc," Valerie said.

Dr. Carlson unlocked Tori's belt, then Valerie's. He went to a cupboard, came back with a jar of medical jelly, and rubbed the cold slime into both of their assholes, making sure to finger them good until they were both panting. He led Tori, first, to the strange device, and had her sit on it. Two of the four protrusions slid easily into her ass and pussy at the same time, filling her holes and making her buck and moan.

As Tori quivered and shook, double penetrated by the two fake cocks, Dr. Carlson brought Valerie over and sat her on the other two, facing Tori. The two teens moaned and squirmed, their tight little holes stuffed so full. Dr. Carlson went to the computed and punched the keyboard. The fake cocks inside the two teenagers began to vibrate gently.

The girls went crazy, moaning and yelling as the fake cocks worked at their little holes. It wasn't long until they were bouncing up and down on them, trying to cum, kissing one another, touching their bodies. Tori was the first to cum, and she wailed as she fucked herself silly on the fake cocks.

Valerie came next, kissing Tori and holding her tightly as the cried out. Dr. Carlson let them both fuck themselves for a few more minutes, and then shut off the machine. He pulled Tori from it first, the poor teen shaking and wobbly. He strapped her into one chair, brought the pad to her pussy, the monitor around to the front. Valerie was next.

He returned to the computer, punched in another command, and the screens came to life. The familiar sight of hardcore pornography filled Tori's vision. She gripped the arms of the chair, her little twat begging to be touched. The pad vibrated gently, driving her crazy. She could hear Valerie moaning as her pussy was excited the same way.

On the second video, Tori heard Valerie cried out, and knew that the other girl had tried to touch her pussy. Tori's competitive nature held her fast. She wasn't going to let Valerie beat her. She was going to win! Valerie cried out again. Tori's hands trembled, her pussy was so juicy, so hot.

The third time Valerie cried out, Tori was watching two brunettes with fake tits eat each other out, while both of them got fucked in their asses, cumming and moaning into each others pussies. Tori's hand strayed. She touched her swollen clit. She got a shock, the pad stopped vibrating. She bit her lip and grabbed the arm of the chair, growling at her failure.

Tori counted twenty cries from Valerie throughout the session, but there could have been more. She didn't know. She was so hot between the legs, so in need of a good cum, that she hadn't been paying attention near the end. She knew that she had failed at least four times. That was something to be proud of, though. It meant she was getting better at not touching her cunt. She heard Valerie sobbing as the screens went dark.

Dr. Carlson came in a few minutes later and pushed the screens away, pushed the pads down beneath the chairs. He let Valerie out first. The thin girl was crying, squirming in the chair.

"Please, Dr. Carlson, Please I have to cum. Oh, please can I cum?" she begged.

Tori remembered her first session in the chair. She'd done the same thing. She wanted to right now, in fact. Her cunt was so needy.

"Oh, please! You can put your cock in me, Dr. Carlson," Valerie said, desperate.

"Now, Valerie, I can't do that. It wouldn't be very professional of me to have intercourse with a patient, would it?"

Tori remembered those same words. She knew what was going to happen. The exchange was just the same, and a moment later Dr. Carlson was pumping his cock into Valerie's horny pussy. Tori watched it all, strapped into the chair, her pussy burning. She wanted to masturbate so badly, watching the other girl get fucked, but she resisted. Somehow, she resisted.

When the doctor grunted and came in Valerie's pussy, he pulled his slimy cock from the little teen's hole, came and unstrapped Tori from her chair. The other girl's cunt cream was shiny on his cock, and Tori fell to her knees to suck it off, moaning as she licked the spunk and honey from the softening shaft.

"Can I please cum, too, Dr. Carlson?" Tori asked sweetly.

"Yes, dear," he said, and pulled her to her feet.

Dr. Carlson put her back on the machine. The fake cocks filled up her little pussy and ass so nicely, and then he turned it on. The setting was higher this time, and Tori went crazy as the two cocks began to pump in and out of her holes. Valerie sat, exhausted, in the chair and watched the machine fuck Tori to a very satisfying series of orgasms. When she was twitching and sobbing from having cum so much, the machine stopped. Tori slumped forward, her body held in place by the two cocks stuffed up her tight little holes.

Dr. Carlson helped her to stand, then lay her on the cold floor. The cool tiles felt wonderful on her hot skin. She opened her bleary eyes to see Valerie's pussy squatting on her face. The other girls slimy cunt touched her lips, and Tori began to lap at hungrily. The doctor's sperm flowed into her mouth, and she swallowed it down until Valerie came on her face.

Then, Dr. Carlson was pulling Valerie up, bending her over the machine. He beckoned to Tori, and bent her over, as well. She knew what was coming. The sting of Dr. Carlson's hand against her cunt sent a shiver through her body and she yelped. He slapped her cunt four times, one for each time she'd tried to masturbate. When he was finished, he stood her up and groped her tits, pushing his tongue in her mouth.

He turned her around, to where Valerie's cute little cunt winked at her as the skinny girl was bent at the waist. Dr. Carlson took Tori's hand, and used it to slap the other girl's horny cunt.

"Twenty-two times," he said.

Tori looked at him, looked at Valerie. He was telling her to punish the other girl's cunt. Tori drew her hand back, whacked Valerie's cunt hard and the other girl screamed. Tori did it again, harder. Valerie screamed again. By the time Tori slapped her cunt for the tenth time, Valerie started to cry. Her pussy was red and swollen. Her asshole was clenching and unclenching. Tori hit her again as the doctor looked on. His cock was getting hard again.

Tori punished Valerie's cunt twenty-two times, and by the end of it she watched the little girl quivering and crying with contempt. She remembered the first time this had happened to her, how it had hurt, but she didn't think she had cried. Valerie was obviously a bad slut, if she couldn't even take a few slaps to the cunt.

Valerie's red, puffy cunt was leaking fuck honey. Dr. Carlson moved Tori aside and sank his cock into the crying girl. She cried and screeched even more as he pumped her abused little slit. Tori went around her, squatted on the ground in front of her. Valerie's cute little face was a mess of tears and sweat. Tori licked her tears, and then fed them to her, shoving her tongue in the girls mouth. Valerie's cried, even as she came, and then the doctor blew his nasty load into her puffy cunt.

"You're a bad slut," Tori hissed at her.

That only made Valerie cry harder as she gripped the awful machine. Dr. Carlson pulled his cock out of her, came around to the other side, and stuck it in Valerie's mouth. She was sobbing so much that she couldn't properly suck it, but he just fucked her mouth until his dick was clean. Tori watched him feed his cummy dick to Valerie, licking her tears the whole time. When the doctor judged his dick clean enough, he popped it out of Valerie's mouth. Tori kissed her deeply, stroked her hair, until the little girl started to calm down.

"Don't worry, Val," Tori said, "You'll learn to be a good little slut,"

"But, I don't want to be a slut!" Valerie cried.

"I thought that once," Tori said, "but I was wrong. You're going to be a slut Val. You already are. You just haven't accepted it yet. You'll be a really good slut, soon,"

Dr. Carlson slid Valerie's belt up her legs. Tori noticed that her belt was different, though. Where Tori's left her asshole wide open, Valerie's covered her entire crotch. Not only that, Valerie's had little plugs inside it. One pushed into her pussy, the other in her ass. When she walked, the two plugs rubbed her insides, pushing the thin wall between her ass and pussy. The result was that Valerie sometimes had to stop and lean against a wall as she orgasmed.

An orderly came and led Valerie away, the little girl leaning against him as the plugs in her holes drove her already horny cunt into fitful cum sessions. Dr. Carlson slipped Tori's belt on, too, and took her out of the room.

"That was really good work in there, Tori. I'm very surprised,"

"Huh?"

"The way you talked to Valerie in there. I can see that you've come to accept your condition. I might even say that you're enjoying the feelings to some degree. I remember, when we first diagnosed you, that you often felt very guilty about it. That you were fighting to hold on to the person you thought you were. Obviously you learned that it's a futile exercise, and acceptance is the only way to keep yourself from going crazy,"

"I guess that's true. I still have those moments, sometimes, but it's really helped being home with my family. They've been really good to me, helped me keep the urges in check,"

"Yes, I can see that. I was speaking to Cindy's therapist while you were in your session. He thinks that living with your family has also been a positive thing for Cindy. She's even starting her own business?"

"Yeah, it's a website, but at least she's putting her...skills to some use. She's really happy," Tori said.

"That's wonderful news. It's Dr. Drue's opinion that Cindy's shown such a positive improvement, that she really only needs to come in for evaluation once a month,"

"She'll be glad to hear that. What about...what about me?"

"The weekly sessions will have to continue, at least until the end of your court-mandated time. However, I wonder if, when you come in, you'd consider helping us. I like the way you handled Valerie in there. Girls with your condition, well, you know how difficult it can be to accept that they're becoming sluts. You know how hard it is to feel your control slipping away, and knowing that your sex drive is going to begin taking over your rational mind. Many girls, just like you, have trouble with that. If you could help them to overcome that, help them through it, show them that becoming a slut isn't the end of their life, I think you could really do a lot of good for the other girls. What do you think?"

"Well, I suppose. Does it mean I have to come back more often?"

"Oh, no. I wouldn't ask you to use your own time for this. I know that you're trying to get your life back in order, and the last thing we want is for you to put your recovery on hold. You'll just do as you did today. Reassure the girls that their life isn't over,"

"I guess that would be okay,"

"Splendid,"

"Dr. Carlson?"

"Yes, dear?"

"How long do I have to wear this belt?"

"Well, I have to admit that you did very well restraining yourself today. You've obviously come a long way. Only touching yourself four times in such an excited state is a great achievement. I'll tell you what. We'll trial a week without it, and test you again next week. If your results improve, then we'll trial you each week and measure it. If you can keep your numbers under this session, then you'll have no further need of the belt. However, if your numbers are worse, we might have to put you back in. Does that sound fair?"

"Yes!"

"Good. That's going to be all for today, Tori,"

They'd reached his office. He opened the door for Tori, and found Cindy inside. There was cum drying on the corner of her mouth, and Tori could see a little stream of it pouring from her ass. Cindy, though, looked as happy as ever. Dr. Carlson unlocked Tori's belt, and the two girls put their clothes on.

"Oh, you got out of your belt!" Cindy cried.

"Yeah,"

"That's so great!"

Cindy stuck her tongue in Tori's mouth and groped her ass under her little skirt. Dr. Carlson cleared his throat.

"Let's go home, Cindy," Tori said, and pulled the little redhead out of the office.

Tori burst through the front doors of the clinic with her head in the clouds. Her pussy was free! The sense of freedom was incredible. No more asking for her pussy to be let out! No more long nights of endless frustration! She could...no...she couldn't masturbate! She couldn't touch her cunt! If she fell into that again, the belt would come back, and she might never be able to take it off.

The girls got into Tori's car, their hot little pussies leaking fuck honey on the seats. Tori drove them home, stopping for milkshakes on the way. It was summer. Stephanie was watching out for her. She had her best friend in the passenger seat, flashing her tits to the guys in the car next to them. Things were looking up.

*Little Kandy Kunt Unbelted*

Tori couldn't wrap her mind around the number. She knelt between Stephanie's legs, licking her sister's honey cunt as Stephanie exuberantly told her about the income from the website after just one day.

"Mmm...You're the hottest little piece of teen pussy on the internet, right now, Tori. $94,000 in subscriber sign ups!"

Tori pulled her tongue away, and looked up at her sister in shock. How many people were becoming members?

"$94,000?" Tori said.

Stephanie pushed her face back to her pussy.

"That's 9400 memberships in one day," Stephanie said, "and the new video just went up this afternoon!"

"You're charging people $10 to watch me get fucked?" Tori asked, doing the math.

Stephanie sighed and pushed her back down to her task.

"Less talking, more sucking, pussy girl," Stephanie said, "And that's $10 every month. You can still do math. That's bank, sissy. You should really start interacting with your fans,"

"Mmmph!"

"God, even if not a single other person signed up, that's over a million dollars a year," Stephanie prattled on, as Tori sucked her cunt, "Oh, you're such a good suck slut, baby,"

"Mmmhmm,"

"I'll bet we could set up some kind of cross promotion with that site Cindy's doing, too. We'll all be rich in no time!"

Tori felt the hot wash of Stephanie's fuck honey in her mouth as her sister came, dollar signs dancing in her eyes. Stephanie thought over the numbers. The modeling job was nothing compared to using Tori's cunt as an ATM. She could quit modeling, and just manage Tori's fucking full-time. She wished they didn't share the same face, though. The website would probably be even more profitable if they could show Tori's face getting cock-slammed by Mike's 10 inch pole.

Stephanie decided to give that serious consideration. The other problem with it would be her family. She wanted Tori humiliated, subservient, defeated, but she wasn't out to harm her parents, or Mike. Maybe there was a middle road that she hadn't considered, yet. Stephanie got off the bed, and Tori waited patiently on her knees. Stephanie fished in her purse, came out with a debit card, and handed it to Tori.

"This is for you. Part of your earnings have been deposited into the account in your name. I've set up an investment account for you, too. Don't worry about it. I'll handle it all for you. You just keep being a good slut, and fucking and sucking, and let me take care of the rest, okay?"

Tori looked at the card, and didn't know what to say. She crawled over and hugged Stephanie's legs, burying her face in her sister's cunt.

"I love you, Stephie," she said, "Thank you for taking care of me,"

"I'll always take care of you, sissy," Stephanie said, "just as long as you remember who owns your hot little box, okay?"

"You, do, Stephie. You do."

Stephanie pulled her up and kissed her, smacked her cute little ass.

"Go help mom with dinner. You have a big day tomorrow,"

"What..." She started, but a look from Stephanie cut her short.

"Don't ask, just go. We're going to have soooo much fun!" Stephanie said, dangerously.

Tori, her eyes on the floor, shuffled out of the room. Stephanie watched her go, and breathed a sigh. $23,500. 25% of the earnings from the website, she'd set up on Tori's behalf. She could have easily kept the money, all of it. Taming Tori, while certainly a wonderful project for the time being, was eventually going to get tiresome, though. One day, that tight little body of hers was going to sag, be less profitable, and no longer fun to play with. She didn't want to be saddled with caring for her sister forever, so the money for Tori was a means to an end.

Besides, if Tori didn't feel like she was getting anything out of the deal, she might start to rebel, and that would cause complications. More complications were something she didn't need. Another 15% of the earnings were already being siphoned off to pay her debt to the clinic's network of co-conspirators, but there was a great deal more that she still had to pay. Her long term goals for Tori would easily take care of it, and she'd get rich in the process, but it was still daunting to think about.

Still, everything was moving in the right direction, and the more she could get Tori fucked, the faster she could be clear of her debt. She opened up her laptop and checked the site stats again. The latest video from that morning's action had garnered several hundred thousand views, and that was just the preview clip. The member's section showed that it had been viewed over 20,000 times. The 9,400 members had risen to over 15,000 now.