Chapter 33: Daughters’ Conflict... Documenting Progress Avery leaned forward slightly onto the table, her breathing still uneven, as she struggled to calm the lingering tremors from the intense orgasm she’d just experienced.
She glanced at the laptop screen for a few seconds before quickly navigating through and exiting the porn onscreen.
She was mortified and embarrassed by what she’d done.
"What did I just do?" Avery whispered aloud, staring at her reflection in the darkening screen.
Never in her wildest imaginations did she imagine doing something such as this.
Jane, on the other hand, watched her elder sister, her eyes growing colder with each second.
She considered confronting her, but felt that would be inappropriate.
She could already imagine that would ruin her relationship with Lucien.
If she and her sister harbored malice against each other, her mother would quickly grow suspicious, and it would ruin everything she’d begun building up with Lucien.
Jane bit her lip slightly and clenched her fist.
As much as she hated it, she still had to shift the thought of confrontation aside for now.
Noticing her sister was getting up from her seat, she quickly tiptoed away, not making a sound.
Avery stood up and walked to the wardrobe before taking a towel and stepping into the bathroom to clean herself up.
Moments later she emerged from the bathroom, her body still streaked with water.
She contemplated going back to work, but considering that the same situation might just replay itself, with her having recollections of the events of the previous night, Avery decided to stay at home for now...
Jane returned to her room and began pacing about, her mind filled with all sorts of thoughts.
Now, with her sister in the equation, she knew things would no longer be as easy for her as they had been before.
She wondered if Lucien and Avery had been intimate before or if it was just something one-sided.
However, although she was curious, it didn’t change the fact that her sister had become her competition.
’I just need to be more obedient to dad, and perhaps he’d choose me over her.’
The thought felt foreign to her, yet the more Jane considered it, the more she felt it seemed reasonable.
...
Moments ago, I’d returned back to my room.
Undeniably, the intimate time I shared with Jane was exciting.
’A shame we didn’t get to have sex...’ I muttered internally.
Although I’d been holding myself back for some time, I was really looking forward to it today.
Letting out a faint sigh, I opened up my laptop.
It was time to document the events of today.
Before long, I’d arrived at Jane’s folder and my fingers flew across the keyboard at a rapid pace.
{Today’s progress was undoubtedly exceptional. Not only did I make her crawl towards me, she also acted the submissive part whenever I’d requested it.}
{Her corruption is proceeding as expected, and she has successfully crossed the first phase and entered the second.}
My fingers paused on the keyboard as I mused internally.
I’d designed a couple of phases of corruption for each of my daughters’ archetype.
For Jane, the first phase was her ’rebellious’ phase.
Here she was still hesitant about sex, and about whenever we became intimate.
Clearly, from the results of today’s events, she’d passed this phase exceptionally well.
{The second phase involves her obeying my instructions. Although I could see the resistance in her eyes, after a few more interactions I expect them to be gone. With the information gathered, I can now proceed onto the third phase; after the third phase things might become complicated however.}
{Weaknesses: I can’t particularly say there were much weaknesses for now. Since she has become a little bit of a submissive daughter, it means she wouldn’t consider compromising what we have going on. However, to be cautious I’ve come up with counter measures that can be used at any time.}
I wrote for a few more minutes before stopping.
I hesitated for a minute or two before opening a new document.
Now, Avery and Sophie were added to the mix due to the information I’d gotten from the system about their corruption, so I was free to add their contents to my hidden folder.
With that, I began another round of typing, outlining my plans for the future, and much more.
Just as I was almost halfway done, a message ping disturbed me from my thoughts.
’Hmmm?’ I furrowed my brows and picked up my phone.
Surprisingly, it was a message from a strange number.
Frowning slightly, I opened it to see a picture of a lady with a lewd expression and her legs spread wide to reveal a neatly trimmed pussy.
Across her chest, on her large soft boobs, were written the words ’your slut’.
I glanced at the lady’s face and sighed.
’Linda? How did she get my contact?’
I wasn’t perplexed that she’d gotten it, however.