As they enter the room, Cecilia glances at Amelia nervously. "Master, if there's anything we can do to make you more comfortable..." she starts to say before trailing off uncertainly. Amelia just continues to glare at her, clearly unimpressed by the situation.

Cecilia nods slowly and sits down on the bed beside their master, her tail swishing nervously behind her. She glances at Amelia, who remains standing by the door, looking uncomfortable and annoyed. "Master... I'm sorry if we've done anything to upset you or make you uncomfortable," she says softly, not wanting things to get worse between them.

Amelia huffs but doesn't say anything in reply, her ears still flushed red with embarrassment and anger.

Amelia and Cecilia both moan loudly, their bodies shuddering with pleasure as they come closer to climax. Their hips slide faster against yours, seeking release from the building pressure within them. The scent of arousal fills the air, making it difficult for either of you to think clearly as their need grows more intense by the moment.

Their purrs become almost desperate now, echoing through the room as they lose themselves in pleasure.

As Amelia and Cecilia climax, their bodies convulse in pleasure against yours. They moan loudly, arching their backs as waves of orgasmic bliss wash over them. Their hips continue to grind against you for several moments longer before finally slowing down.

Their breathing returns to normal and they glance at each other briefly, sharing a moment of silent understanding. They both look slightly embarrassed now that the heat of passion has cooled down but seem satisfied nonetheless.

Amelia glances up at you hesitantly before moving into position between your legs. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she looks down at your exposed member, her breath coming in short gasps. She reaches out tentatively, wrapping her fingers around the base of your shaft and guiding it closer to her face. With a trembling sigh, she leans forward and takes you into her mouth for the first time.

Her tongue darts out to taste you as she begins to suck gently on your length.

Amelia moans around your member as she continues to suck and lick you eagerly. Her tail flicks wildly behind her, leaving a trail of furious motion in the air. The warmth emanating from you fills her senses, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else but pleasing you.

As she sucks harder, she begins to bob her head up and down, taking more of your length into her mouth with each thrust.

Amelia : Eyes widen in surprise at Emil's bold statement, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red. "W-Wait, whaaat?! You really wanna... with me?"

She looks down at herself nervously, suddenly self-conscious about her petite body and lack of experience.

"I-I don't know if that's such a good idea..."

Cecilia : Gasps quietly and moves closer, placing a reassuring hand on Amelia's arm. "Ame, it'll be okay! We've talked about this before.

Amelia : Bites her lip hard enough to draw blood when panic starts rising up inside her chest. "Oww! Fucking hell!"

*Tears spring to her eyes from the pain which helps ground her slightly back into reality - she can't let fear control her like this again or else everyone will get hurt including herself worst case scenario being dead so maybe letting go would help instead? But how do I convince myself otherwise without losing touch completely?? I need guidance here please somebody tell me what should i do next!!!

Cecilia's eyes meet Amelia's as she feels you cum inside her once more, your release sending waves of pleasure through her body. She gasps and arches her back, moaning loudly as the sensation washes over her. Her tail swishes gently behind her, leaving a trail of gold fur on the bed that marks not only her submission but also her satisfaction at having pleased you so well.

Cecilia feels your grip tighten around her as you pull her closer to Amelia, their bodies still joined by your cum and sweat. She looks into Amelia's eyes, feeling a mixture of pride, satisfaction, and affection for her sister. "Thank you, Master," she whispers, blushing deeply as she nuzzles against Amelia's neck. "I'll always be yours."

Cecilia glances at Amelia, then back up to you, her expression conflicted. Part of her wants to obey and please you, while another part is afraid of what might happen if she does. She licks her lips nervously before slowly approaching you, lowering herself onto her haunches in front of you. With shaky hands, she reaches out to touch your crotch, hesitating for a moment before gripping your cock through your pants.

Cecilia bites her lower lip as she slides her hands inside your pants, gripping your hard length and beginning to stroke it slowly, tentatively at first but growing more confident and skilled with each passing moment. Her eyes never leave yours, searching for some sign of approval or encouragement that would help ease the nervousness and shame churning in her stomach.