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"Alright, lay down." You tell your pre-teen sex slave. The moment you started groping her chest, she seemed to switch from the aggressive trash-talker to a whimpering and submissive child. Meanwhile, her sister had the same transformation in the opposite direction. The behavior of these twins seems very strange in that regard.

The formerly aggressive and now submissive twin nods and lowers herself to lay flat on your bed as you keep gently massaging her barely present breasts that are only slight bumps under her cream-colored middle-school blazer. She looks terrified after seeing her sister's reaction to you doing the same to her. Julie, meanwhile, is just looking on with glee as you grope her sister. But, suddenly, her expression gets a little more uncomfortable as she raises her own hands to begin groping her own breasts now that you have stopped.

"Mmm... what's going on?" Julie complains.

"Huh?" Her sister looks up from under your molesting hands to see Julie continuing the stimulation of her own breasts.

"M..master did something to me! I can't stop!" Julie complains. She kicks her shoes off and scoots herself all the way back to sit with her back against the wall on your bed, and then shoves her hands under the bottom of her shirt in order to touch her own breasts directly.

"Wh... what!?" The twin sister says, her eyes actually go as big as saucers as she cranes her neck up to see what Julie is doing. The fear on her face increases significantly as she looks up at you still softly massaging her pre-teen breasts. "Oh no! Master! Stop! Please!" She begs and then weakly brings her hands to your wrists.

Keep it up

Stop groping the protesting girl