Revenge is best served hot
“While Quantum Mechanics and General Relativity both accurately describe the workings of their part of the universe, they only describe a part. Which means that our understanding is still not truly accurate. But the pursuit of the Unified Field Theory...” As the professor went on, most of the students listening were taking notes or pretending to do so.
Of the ones that weren’t doing that and whose minds seemed to be somewhere else, even they had a notebook or laptop opened and ready as if they were going to start taking notes any second. Only one person didn’t have anything on his table except his feet.
The fascinated look on his pleasant face belied his slouched position. Still, his posture would have elicited a comment from the professor if he had actually been able to see him. But Jack had no reason to allow that. He was just there to learn.
‘Humanity really has invented a lot of new stuff while I was away,’ he thought. Of course he already learned quite a bit in the scant months he was out and about but there was so much more, so he came here. Not to eat but to learn.
They had universities back when he was locked up but things had changed so much. And in other ways they hadn’t. Simply feeling he could tell someone was really enjoying an apple outside in the sun and not too far from the apple-eater a couple was in a liplock.
Suddenly a new feeling screeched along his extended senses making him flinch. ‘Pain, so much pain, how did I miss it?’ He already knew the answer, but he simply couldn’t believe he had missed it just because he hadn’t been looking for some sustenance.
Jack deliberated on ignoring it and just listening to the lecture but now that he had become aware of it, it wouldn’t go away. Buzzing away in the background Jack just had to know what had caused this much emotional pain. As a pleasure demon he preferred to stay away from pain but in this case that would mean leaving the university.
And he was curious. Given the distance there had to be a lot of pain. Jack wanted to know what had caused it. With a thought he flew up and towards the source, ignoring walls and floors as if they weren’t there.
He arrived in little time and was about to poke his head in when he felt it. Masked by the human emotion he finally felt the presence of another demon for the first time since he woke up in this new century. His joy at this development was short-lived when he determined what kind of demon was in there with the girl.
‘A pain demon, of all the demons I could encounter it’s one of them.’ This added a dimension of danger to satisfying his curiosity. Pain demons and pleasure demons didn’t get along and in a fight, Jack’s kind always was at a disadvantage. ‘On the other hand, his presence is so weak I only felt it now. It can’t be older than a year or two. Experience is on my side.’
Thus resolved he stepped into the small room and right away he wished he hadn’t. Standing so close to the source it felt like he was standing right next to an erupting volcano in the middle of a blizzard. But that sensation was quickly forgotten as he beheld the sight before him.
The woman on the bed looked miserable and filthy, her eyes were red and puffy with bags under them. She was obviously exhausted, both physically and mentally. But that wasn’t the thing that infuriated him, it was the demon before him.
“You never really thought I loved you, that I thought you were girlfriend material? Deep down you knew better. Deep down you knew you aren’t worth loving, that you’re just convenient. After all, how many people have gone through the trouble of actually loving you so far?” The demon said reasonably to the girl. He appeared like a young man, clean cut and somewhat handsome.
The demon was reinforcing the pain, letting it feed off itself to create more. Jack knew the process, he used it himself. But this was different, the demon wasn’t feeding.
‘He’s just toying with her,’ Jack concluded. ‘And if this goes on, he’ll create another pain demon.’
That was enough for Jack who now made his move. “Yo,” he greeted the other demon jovially.
The pain demon whirled around and shifted into the form of a beautiful young woman with raven hair. She looked at him with suspicion. “You can’t have this one. She belongs to Master, go fetch your own meal.”
Jack didn’t stop smiling at being misclassified, but he was intrigued by the mention of this ‘Master’ character. “Not even a little bit? It’s not like you’re eating it and there is so much. Not like your Master would notice anyway...”
The pain demon actually hissed and her hand became claw-like. “Master’s property is not to be touched. He has plans for her, I am to eliminate any interference.”
The last part seemed to be addressed to herself for after saying that she leaped forward, ready to rake her claws across his form. ‘Like a human,’ Jack noted. ‘She wants to fight like a human, because she probably was one not too long ago.’
Jack didn’t have that handicap. He just extended his arm, plunging his hand into her form stopping her cold. ‘Now comes the hard part.’ Because unlike a pain demon, he couldn’t just use his food to kill his opponent. He had to claw her form apart with his own. It was easier like this, doing it from the inside.
The pain demon was howling a protest and begun to claw at his arm, slicing ribbons off but not doing much more than that. It weakened him and that made the woman’s pain even more unbearable but he could weather it, just for a little while longer.
The pleasure demon was amazed at how easy this was going. His opponent obviously had no experience with this kind of combat or her own powers. She wasn’t even trying to fight back, not really. Scratching his arm wouldn’t really do much; she should have pushed his essence out of her form, if she knew how.
And then it happened. Her form grew still as her mouth gaped open. “Mas...” the rest was cut off as she simply dissolved into vapor that blew away on a non-existent wind. But Jack didn’t pay attention to her demise, he was more interested in the image he received just as she fell apart.
The appearance of her ‘Master’, the one that most likely created the demon in the first place. It was the young man she had used to torment the woman on the bed. Taking another look at the young woman he delved deeper for something beside the overwhelming pain she was still exuding. And there it was, glimmering like only magic could. “A warlock,” Jack cursed.
Sonya knew she was going insane, the hallucinations alone were proof of that if the way suicide was starting to become attractive wasn’t acceptable as evidence.
But she couldn’t stop, it just kept hurting more and more. Even remembering the good times, few there were, just made it worse. For most of High school she had been overweight and awkward. Basically, a social leper. But things change so by the time she arrived at college she had become pleasantly curved.
She had been a little disappointed that she had ended up without a roommate but at the same time she liked the privacy. And she was making friends anyway, real friends. One of whom introduced her to the wonders of sex. It never rose beyond the level of friends with benefits but she had fun and so did he. It only lasted a month before they both agreed to go back to being just friends as they both were looking for a little romance. Something they knew they weren’t going to find with each other.
Sonya thought she had found it with Eric Stone, a courteous sophomore who looked like he should be dating cheerleaders. She so wanted to take things slow with him, thinking this could be the real thing even if it wasn’t going to last forever.
Somehow that intention had gone right out of the window after just a few dates. The sex had been nice even if Eric proved more selfish in the bedchamber. Things had gone really wrong after that however. They stopped going on dates and just went straight to the fucking and that was the right word for it. She had become a booty call, his dirty little secret. She started to spend less and less time with her friends because she didn’t want to risk being unavailable to Eric. The stupid thing was, she couldn’t say no or put a stop to it.
Even when she saw Eric kissing some other girl she didn’t march up and break it off right there. She called him and confronted him in her room, actually hoping she could force Eric to choose her over that other girl. He hadn’t and had just dumped her there on the spot.
That was 2 days ago and she couldn’t stop crying, couldn’t stop reliving the break-up and just how right her hallucination was. Of course the mere fact that she actually believed Eric was in her room jeering at her was only adding to her despair. She knew it wasn’t real but the mirage wouldn’t go away, it kept taunting her.
The world was crushing her, slowly and remorselessly with the window too far for her to reach so she could jump away from it. Then suddenly the hallucination was quiet. Sonya looked around but could find no trace of it. At the same time something within her relaxed. The pain wasn’t gone, it just wasn’t trying to push her down anymore. Instead of getting ever worse, it just seemed to remain stable.
It was such a relief that she actually smiled even though she still felt like someone had smashed her heart into a fine powder. She started lifting herself up when her vision got filled by a woman’s face. “Feeling better?”
“Iaaah,” she shrieked. Too tired to even try to restrain her reaction she almost fell of the bed when she pushed herself away from this new visitor. The woman just kept on smiling pleasantly. In fact, her entire appearance could best be described as pleasant.
Brown, shoulder-length hair framed an unremarkable face. She was wearing an evening gown of all things that showcased a very modest cleavage and a split revealed a single, long leg. But her choice of outfit wasn’t the weirdest part of her, her eyes took that title. Iris and pupil seamlessly flowed into each other turning her eyes into black pools.
Yet they weren’t frightening to Sonya, they were captivating. “Well, you should anyway. And from here on out things will only get better. A lot if you take my advice.”
“Advice?” Sonya asked numbly. This was even worse. Before her hallucination just did its thing, it didn’t really interact with her. But not this one, it was acting like it was real. ‘It’s official, I’ve lost it.’
The hallucination straightened herself before replying. “Yep, and my first piece of advice is both the most important and the simplest I’ll give you. Stop sulking and start doing something about this.”
“Oookay,” Sonya said slowly. “Do what exactly? Take a shower maybe?” She sniffed her T-shirt. “Yech, definitely.”
“That too,” the hallucination conceded. “But I was thinking a little more long-term. I was thinking of revenge.” She almost seemed to caress the word.
“Revenge?” The college student choked out. “Does this end with me up on a bell-tower with a rifle of some kind? Cause if it does, I should warn you I’m a terrible shot.”
The hallucination’s smile got a little wider. “Nothing so trite, dear. I was thinking of something more fitting to the crime. He used you and dumped you so why don’t you return the favor by having his new girl dump him.”
Sonya blinked. “And how am I supposed to do that? It’s not like she’s my best friend or anything. I barely know her name.”
“Why, you seduce her of course.” The hallucination said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“So... this is how it feels to be completely insane,” the college student said to herself. “You know, I always figured the world would look different to somebody that went bonkers, more exciting.” She looked around. “It figures I got stuck with the boring kind of insanity.”
“But you’re not a very reliable judge of that, now are you?” The hallucination interjected. “If you are insane than you are hardly a reliable judge on anybody’s sanity and if you’re not insane than something else is going on.”
“Something else?” Sonya asked wearily. It sounded attractive, the notion that she wasn’t losing it. That it wasn’t her fault, that there was a solution.
“Hmhm, like maybe Eric drugged you. It’s obvious now he isn’t the man he pretends to be.”
“That’s true.” And something now glowed inside her. It was anger, anger at being treated this way. Anger at being played, anger at being used like her feelings didn’t matter. It felt good. “But I’m not into girls,” she protested.
“It’s college, you’re supposed to experiment. And this is for her benefit as well. You don’t want her to get the same treatment you got, do you?”
She hesitated. “Well, no. I don’t think Cameron even knew he was seeing anybody else. Eric wanted...” Her face reddened in embarrassment. “He wanted me to keep quiet about our relationship. Some bullshit about his parents not approving.”
“That’s the spirit! And you won’t be alone because I’ll help you every step of the way. Deal?”
Again Sonya hesitated. Reacting to a hallucination like it was something other than a figment of her imagination couldn’t be healthy. But this was better than her earlier breakdown, if not healthier. And while revenge was getting more attractive by the minute, seducing anybody was a daunting task to her. But she couldn’t come up with a better plan either.
So the choice really wasn’t a choice at all. “Deal,” she nodded.
The hallucination’s eyes turned completely black for a moment and Sonya felt a rush of something but it was gone as fast as it came. “Excellent,” the word distracted her from examining what had just happened. “And I got a plan already but it will take a lot of work so why don’t you get some sleep now and let the shower wait until tomorrow.”
“I don’t,” she yawned. She did feel tired, she had felt tired for days. But this was different, this was a good kind of tired. “Just going to close my eyes for a while. Still have homework to do and...” another yawn stopped her from finishing the sentence. She snuggled into a drier patch of her pillow and sank into oblivion.
Unseen by her, her ‘hallucination’ sank into her without meeting any resistance. Just a pleasurable sigh from Sonya.
Sonya tried to block the light out and snuggle deeper but it didn’t work, she was waking up. Bleary-eyed she took stock of her surroundings, looking for a clue what day it was. It had been Friday, her last class had just ended and she was walking to her dorm when... she had seen Eric with another woman.
‘Damn, damn, damn,’ kept going through her mind as she recalled the events after that. ‘Is it Sunday or Monday? For how long did I bawl my eyes out?’ Judging from the position of the sun it was mid-day of whatever day it was. Luckily she didn’t have any classes on Monday so she had some time to take stock and see how much work she had left to do.
‘Work, oh shit,’ she thought as she finally remembered that final hallucination. She quickly looked around to see if the hallucination was still there but she was mercifully alone. ‘I’m back to normal.’ It was a hope as much as it was a conclusion.
‘I am back to normal,’ she pondered. Carefully she touched on the memory of the break-up, readying herself for the sorrow that had engulfed her the first time. But it wasn’t there anymore, all she found was anger and a little shame. Anger at the way Eric had treated her and shame that she had let him. ‘Where did it all go? This isn’t normal, to get over something like that so fast. It can’t be. What’s going on?’ No one answered which didn’t relieve her as much as it should. ‘Right then, on with more important things. Like my studies.’ She sniffed. ‘But first things first, a shower.’
She quickly picked up a towel and other necessities before leaving her room and padding down the hallway to one of the four showers their floor had. Everything was quiet leaving Sonya to suspect it was Monday after all. She had to wait a while before the shower got hot but didn’t waste time to jump under it once it did.
‘I was really out of it there at the end,’ she mused as she began soaping up. ‘I was actually thinking of seducing another woman. I wouldn’t even know how to do it with a man, how am I supposed to do that to a woman?’
Unbidden an image came to her. Cameron’s face so very close giving Sonya a close look at her Asiatic features. Her face was expecting and Sonya just knew what she was anticipating. She teasingly pulled her closer, just enough for Cameron to take that last leap and kiss her hungrily. The sensation of Sonya’s nipples rubbing against her silken skin felt fantastic.
She awoke from the fantasy when her hands pinched the aforementioned nipples. She was panting and wet. ‘What the hell? Where did that come from?’
“Your imagination, with a little help from yours truly,” a feminine voice whispered in her ear. “I just realized I didn’t introduce myself, you can call me Jackie.”
“Nooo, oooh,” She started to complain but halfway it turned into a moan as her hands kneaded her breasts on their own. “S-stop that, please?”
“Why? You are enjoying it and so am I.” Before Sonya could offer further protest the hallucination continued. “But you are uncomfortable with it and getting frightened so I will hold off. We need to talk anyway.”
“No we don’t, just leave me alone. You’re nothing more than a figment of my imagination.” She resolutely began washing off the soap. She didn’t even react when a naked Jackie appeared before her.
“I have considered leaving you in the belief I am just that, but it is just too dangerous.” That got Sonya’s attention. “I am a pleasure demon, Sonya. I came originally to see who was in such pain but what I found forced me to intervene.”
“I’m not listening,” Sonya singsonged.
“There was a pain demon there, she is the one that caused your breakdown. She is the one that tormented you with the image of your ex.” Sonya stopped for a moment before shaking her head furiously. She resumed washing her hair. “Of course, the pain demon wouldn’t have had such an easy task if your ex-boyfriend hadn’t cast an Obsession spell on you,” Jackie finished.
This time Sonya didn’t just stop, she looked over at her hallucination. “What?” she choked out.
Jackie’s tone turned compassionate. “An Obsession spell does exactly as it sounds. You became obsessed with Eric, you had to have him. After a while you couldn’t deny him anything and when he broke it off, the spell turned even more destructive.”
It sounded sort of plausible, if you actually believed in magic. Which she obviously didn’t. Even if it did explain why she had invited him into her bed so soon when she had resolved not to do that only a short while before. Or the way she had been happy with the scraps of attention he threw her way later on. “If that was true, why don’t I feel this obsession right now?”
“It doesn’t last very long, it needs to be renewed every few days. Something your ex didn’t bother with once you were under his pain demon’s tender mercies. And I ate what was left of the magical energy up while you were asleep.” The hallucination grimaced. “Not exactly what I call appetizing but at least it is low on calories.” Her hands flowed down to accentuate her legs. “Those always go straight to my thighs.”
“I-Yeeow,” Sonya yipped as the water turned cold. She quickly shimmied out of the shower and shivering she began to dry off. ‘Could it be true? Of course not, but I want it to be true. Because it makes me a victim instead of just a stupid girl that got toyed with. Still, this could be my subconscious trying to point something out in its own weird way. That Eric maybe had done something to me to make me act so different.’
She was still debating the subject when she arrived back at her room, Jackie already waiting in a labcoat. “You know, dressing up like this every time doesn’t help your case for not being a hallucination.”
Jackie smiled mischievously. “Are you saying you want me undressed? It can be arranged.”
Sonya reddened. “No, no that’s alright. That would be too distracting... Ehm, not that I would look or anything. Oh forget it, this is insane. I’m insane for even believing you were a demon for just a minute. It’s time to face the truth, I acted like an airhead and now I can’t face that so my mind is fleeing into this delusion. Never knew I was this imaginative but you learn something every day.”
Further recriminations were stopped by Jackie. “You are wrong, but I don’t think we have the time for me to convince you of that so I will just have to show you.”
She vanished with those words, leaving Sonya wondering what she meant by that. “Oh yeah, disappearing into thin air really showed me you’re a demon. That’s something a halluc-Hey, what the hell?” she exclaimed as her body moved to her desk on its own. She couldn’t even stop it, it just took a seat and opened her laptop.
Jackie’s voice spoke inside her mind, ‘sorry about this, but we have a deal and you need my help for this.’ She opened a window and her hands began to type. She vaguely recognized it as computer code.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Sonya whispered as her hands kept typing.
“Kimberly, do you have company?” Cameron Simms asked after opening the door a crack. The room was quiet indicating her roommate wasn’t in. With a sigh of relief she went inside.
Her parents had instilled some very strict ideas on her when it came to sex which made it difficult to live with such a promiscuous roommate. It wasn’t until after the second time she caught Kimberly, or Kim as she kept on insisting, with company that she had learnt her lesson.
It would have been easier for Cameron if Kimberly wasn’t such a likable person as well. It made it hard to pigeonhole her as an immoral woman when she was so nice. ‘But maybe I shouldn’t be so hasty on casting the first stone. After all, I am actually dating a boy now, I’m even kissing him! On the mouth.’
She blushed furiously as she recalled how forward she had been on last night’s date. She had actually initiated that kiss. But it wasn’t too wrong, Eric was a decent man who respected her. He would wait until they got married, she was sure of it.
Shaking off her vague fantasy of their wedding night Cameron booted up the computer she shared with Kimberly. She first checked her email. ‘Junk, junk, mail from student-administration, more junk.’ She reached the last entry in her inbox and paused there, unsure if it was junk.
‘Survey for my Project,’ she read. ‘The sender is from this university, S.Bergmann.’ She opened the mail and noticed it had an attachment, an exe file.
Apparently one of her fellow students had to do a number of surveys and was asking for five minutes of her time. Questions could get a little personal but she could guarantee anonymity because the program included with the email sent them in automatically. The goal was to test some kind of relaxation technique to see how it affected survey answers on embarrassing subjects.
She wasn’t a complete technophile so she used her virusscanner first, before clicking it. She was curious to see what it entailed and she was reasonably sure she could trust a fellow student. It came back clean so she installed the program and started it up.
The screen turned ocean-blue and some text appeared on screen telling her that the program would respond to her answers by removing unnecessary questions from its cue. ‘Very thoughtful,’ she mused as she continued on. The first question came on screen with ‘(Y/N)’ underneath it. Simple enough.
The first put her at ease right away, it was obvious a very generic test. ‘Are you a boy or a girl?’ A no-brainer.
She read the next question, or better said statement. ‘I have a boyfriend. Well, yes I do.’ So she pressed Y.
‘I have a girlfriend.’ She blinked. ‘Obviously its got some kinks. No, I don’t.’
Fourth question. ‘I’ve had sex.’ She quickly pressed N for that one. Luckily the program worked this time so it didn’t ask her about her non-existant encounters. Didn’t mean it wasn’t equally embarrassing.
‘I enjoy masturbating.’ She was having second thoughts about sending it in, even if the only one to see her answers was another woman. ‘And shouldn’t you be asking me if I did that first? Anyway, the answer is NO.’
‘I have wet dreams regularly.’ This too received a swift negative response.
The text that followed wasn’t another question. ‘Thank you, this concludes the first part of the survey. Now follows a brief animated interlude to relax you and then the questions are asked again. Please use the first answer that comes to you.’
The background stayed the same color but from the edges words began to flow over the screen. But flow was the wrong word, the strings of letters were more like snakes bending and twisting themselves into one another to form intricate designs.
There was so much going on that Cameron couldn’t keep track of it all. The letters moved too fast for her to tell if they even formed real words. ‘This is supposed to be relaxing? How do I-Oh, hey.’ As she pondered that question she had been briefly distracted. Just for a moment the animation had made sense. ‘So it’s like those 3D-puzzles. Don’t try so hard, just sit back and take the whole picture in.’
Cameron leaned back and took a deep breath. She just looked at the screen, not focussing on any single string of letters and a pattern emerged. ‘It’s actually quite artistic.’ Her eyes drooped for a moment. ‘Very pretty...just needed to relax...and let it wash over me...’ She slumped in her chair. ‘Relax...and absorb its contents...’ She sighed.
‘Watch...and enjoy the arousal...’ She frowned a little, there was something odd about... ‘Relax... and accept...’ She was relaxed in her arousal. Her eyes grew half-lidded, but she could still see the screen.
‘Relax... Trust Sonya...’ She already did. ‘Feels good to trust Sonya...’ Yes, it did. She had trusted Sonya and now she felt so very good, so very relaxed. ‘Relax... You will always answer the Program truthfully...’ She remembered, that was the point. ‘Relax... This Program provides the answers...’ That would be nice, no hard thinking required, just relaxing. ‘Relax... Rely on this Program...’ I will rely on the Program for my thinking.
The words snaked off the screen leaving it blank. Cameron blinked slowly, then again a little faster. Another two blinks swiftly followed as her eyes focussed back onto the world. ‘Whoa, that really worked. I feel good, real good.’ In fact, she felt something even more than good. She blushed a bit once she recognized it but it also felt different from before. She was waiting for something else, another emotion that was supposed to accompany it. But all she felt was aroused and relaxed.
The first question appeared on the screen so she shrugged it off. ‘Can’t be too important anyway,’ she accepted. ‘I have a boyfriend,’ she read. ‘That hasn’t changed in the last five minutes.’ So she pressed Y.
‘I want a girlfriend.’ She blinked. ‘That wasn’t the question the first time. Doesn’t matter, the answer is still no.’
Third question. ‘I’m aroused.’ She pressed Y. She accepted her arousal after all. It still sounded off somehow but Cameron just relaxed and it went away. She shivered as the action caused her arousal to grow.
But it seemed the program wasn’t working properly because that definitely was the first time she saw that question. ‘I will masturbate.’ She hesitated on that one, she knew she wasn’t supposed to. ‘So why am I hesitating?’ She pressed N.
‘I will have wet dreams regularly.’ Cameron shook her head, like she could control her dreams. She was going to say no when she found her finger on the Y-key. ‘No, I wanted to press no. No way to take it back. Guess I’ll just have to start having sex dreams... Wait, that doesn’t make sense. I just won’t let it send in the results, that’s a far better solution.’
On the screen the program thanked her for her time before those same letter-strings began to appear. ‘Don’t think it’s supposed to do that. I should just shut the program off.’ The words began their dance and Cameron hesitated. ‘A minute more wouldn’t hurt. Just looking at it a little longer, relaxing a little more... Lean back and relax... Let the Program provide me with the answers... So I can relax...’
Her mind leaned back, her body however didn’t. She took no notice of that or how her hands flew over the keyboard. Nor did she notice how she opened her email in the background to mail the results back. All of her attention was focussed on more important matters.
“I made a deal with a demon, I am so going to hell now,” Sonya moaned between her fingers for the umpteenth time. She was sitting on the side of the bed, her head buried in her hands. She had drifted there once Jackie had given her back control of her body.
The... demon herself wasn’t there. She’d left to go to the library. It would have been funny if it wasn’t her life and her soul on the line here. “My existence is not proof of an after-life,” came Jackie’s voice from behind. “Sorry to burst your bubble.”
Turning around she saw the demon had dressed somewhat normal this time. A halter-top and cut-off jeans looking damningly appetizing to Sonya. “And you’re already corrupting me, I wasn’t looking at women before!”
“Okay, that is true.” She ignored Sonya’s ‘Aha!’ and forged on. “I have broad tastes and since we bonded, you got that perk now too.”
“Yes, about that. Can’t we just call this all off? I mean, I wasn’t in my right mind when I made the deal.” She frowned. “Come to think of it, what are you getting out of this deal anyway?”
“I would think it obvious. I’m a pleasure demon. I eat pleasure, in this case yours. And if you can’t see how you and Cameron getting your rocks off together might produce pleasure... Should I explain this with a diagram, cards perhaps?”
“I get the picture,” Sonya assured.
“Are you sure? I could get very explicit for you, lewd pictures and sound effects even.” She sounded disturbingly eager.
“Don’t bother, I’m still not doing it.”
Jackie took a seat besides her. “Why not? If not for yourself, then do it for Cameron. She’s under the same spell you were. Don’t you want to save her from what you went through?”
Sonya flinched; that hit a little too close. She tried to deflect the subject. “Isn’t an angel supposed to appeal to my better nature?”
“That depends. Is it working?”
She looked away. “I’m just not comfortable with the whole hypnosis thing, can’t we just explain the situation to her?”
“Would you have listened if someone had warned you just four days ago?” Jackie waited until Sonya shook her head before continuing. “So we have to counter fire with fire. Difference is, we’ll show her a good time and we won’t crush her heart and spirit like a bug afterwards. So don’t let misguided morality stop you from doing something that isn’t just right, it is going to be fun too!”
“I don’t think you’re supposed to enjoy doing the right thing,” Sonya grumbled. “In fact, I’m sure it says so in big letters somewhere.”
Jackie shrugged. “Let’s do a test then, shall we. Right now, Cameron is looking at our program with dreamy eyes. Maybe her mouth is a little open as she makes these cute half-sounds. One of her hands has drifted down and unbuttoned her blouse just enough so it can slip in and roam over her heated flesh. She is trying so hard to pleasure herself but she can’t quite get it right. Want to give her a hand?” Jackie purred in Sonya’s ear.
She gulped then her eyes screwed shut. “Straight.To.Hell,” she bit off before jumping up and going over to her laptop to check if Cameron had responded yet.
“If I have anything to do with it, it will be Cloud Nine all the way,” Jackie shot back.
“Hmmm.” Cameron couldn’t bit back the moan as she kissed Eric. He had walked her back to her dorm after the movie. Arriving there she had been so bold as to initiate the kiss. She hadn’t been this forward before but it felt good, real good. Her hands were roaming over his body; she couldn’t stop herself, she didn’t want to.
The odd thing was how calm she was. The more aroused she was getting the more relaxed she got, dampening the feverish thrill that had plagued her on her earlier dates with Eric. It was a good thing, because she knew exactly when she wanted to stop, which was now. Right after things began to resemble that confusing dream of last night a little too much. The one that had ended with her naked on top of Eric doing things she was sure a good Catholic girl wasn’t supposed to fantasize about.
Pulling back she smiled at him, not taking offense when Eric tried to follow. “I had a great time Eric but I got to get up early tomorrow. Sweet dreams, my Prince.” This time she gave him a peck on the cheek.
Eric blinked. “Yeah, uhm, good night. You sure...” something in her eyes must have told him she was because he returned the kiss and with a wave he left. Feeling like she was walking on air she went inside. It wasn’t until after she noticed Kimberly wasn’t there that she realized she had forgotten to check if her roommate had company.
‘Maybe I am getting a little too accepting.’ Taking a calming breath she decided to check her email for a message from her roommate. She always gave her a heads up if she planned to spend the night elsewhere. There was a mail from her but the one that caught her immediate attention was the one above it from S.Bergmann.
A smile blossomed when she opened it and noticed the attachment. She had enjoyed taking that survey and had been disappointed to find it had deleted itself after she had filled it out.
‘If you took the survey you probably noticed a number of glitches and mistakes. These were so severe that the results I got were, unfortunately, useless. Could you help me out one more time by retaking this improved version? Thank you in advance, Sonya Bergmann.’
She didn’t have to think about that one and with a couple of mouse-clicks she had the new program installed and activated. The screen turned a familiar color of ocean-blue before the first statement appeared.
‘I’ve kissed a boy,’ she read. ‘Yep, just now in fact.’ The next statement raised her eyebrows. ‘I’ve kissed a girl.’ That one received a swift no as did the next question on whether or not she’d had sex.
She was already anticipating the next question. ‘You’ve had erotic dreams about boys.’ “I do now,” she grumbled halfheartedly. It wasn’t the program’s fault, she answered with yes. She didn’t make that mistake with the next question. ‘You’ve had erotic dreams about girls.’
‘You pleasure yourself regularly.’ That brought a blush back. Truth was, she had tried it once. But her mother had been very clear on how wrong it was and that had kept going through her mind, stopping her excitement in its tracks. So after a couple of minutes fumbling around she had given up. Latching onto the word ‘regularly’ she pressed the N key.
The question was replaced by a familiar statement. ‘Thank you, this concludes the first part of the survey. Now follows a brief animated interlude to relax you and then the questions are asked again. Please use the first answer that comes to you.’ Cameron couldn’t help but wet her lips in anticipation as the screen turned blank, like her own thoughts.
When she saw the first strings of letters slithering onto the screen she sat back and took a calming breath, her right hand still on the keyboard. ‘Just get comfortable and relax, like the last time. Relax and... stop... thinking. Watch... learn... relax... accept... arousal...’
“Hmmm,” escaped her lips as she felt her hardening nubs scrape against her bra. ‘Relax... The Program provides your answers...’ Yes it did, so thoughtful. ‘Relax... Your answers are your truth...’ She could not lie to the Program. ‘Relax... You trust your answers...’ Who could she trust if not herself?
‘Relax... You enjoy the Program...’ Cameron mewled in agreement. ‘Relax... You need to use it every day...’ Could she? ‘Relax... Use it in private...’ Of course, if she shared it there would be less time for her to use it.
‘Relax... You trust Sonya...’ Cameron nodded, her hand reflexively tapped the Y key. She could trust Sonya if not herself. ‘Relax... You like Sonya...’ This wonderful program could only be made by a wonderful person. Her finger tapped the key again. ‘Relax... Sonya is a girl...’ Yes. ‘Relax... You like girls.’ Ye-Uhh. The logic seemed suspect somehow. Yet the Program provided her answers, her answers were true. She liked girls. A shiver of pleasure went trough her.
‘Relax... Your mind will know these answers...’ How could she not? They were so obvious. ‘Relax... You do not need the memory of these answers...’ She already knew them, she did not need to remember them. Cameron blinked. ‘Relax... Do you remember the answers?’
She frowned a little. What answers was the Program talking about? It sounded vaguely familiar, her hand tapped the Y key. ‘Relax... You don’t remember the answers...’ She didn’t remember the answers. ‘Relax... Do you remember the answers?’ Of course not, the Program just told her she didn’t. She pressed no.
‘Relax... You learn quickly... Relax...’
Cameron blinked as she noticed the first question on the screen, the cursor blinking demanding her attention. ‘Woah, I must have been really out of it. But I feel good, even better than the last time.’ She reddened when she noticed a dampness in her crotch. That hadn’t happened before but she knew what it was.
‘Maybe I am enjoying this too much? If I get this aroused...’ Her thoughts stopped for a moment as the last word sparked something. Her eyes grew a little unfocused. ‘I accept my arousal, I am relaxed in my enjoyment.’ Cameron blinked again. ‘That was a silly thought, I am not enjoying it too much. Everything is fine.’
She refocused her attention on the screen and placed her hand back on the keyboard. Only now did she notice that the question wasn’t the first one of the first part of the survey. And it was worded differently.
‘I want to kiss a girl.’ Her finger was already stabbing the Y key. ‘Stupid hairtrigger finger. Now I want to kiss girls! I mean, I told the program I wanted to kiss girls. I just like them, I do not want to not kiss them...’ She shook her head furiously to get rid of those errant thoughts.
The next question almost tricked her too. ‘You’ve never had sex.’ Cameron’s finger was already on the N key when she reread the sentence. This time she caught her mistake on time.
‘You’ve had erotic dreams about boys.’ That one she managed to answer without further drama. ‘You will have erotic dreams about girls.’ Again her finger pressed Y. Keeping her calm she tried to see the positive side of things. ‘Obviously the program still has some kinks. Which means a third try! I can still get it right then. And another relaxation session.’
Her good spirits fortified she answered the question. ‘You will pleasure yourself regularly.’ Or she meant to. Instead she looked at the blinking Y left of the cursor and then at the traitorous digit still hovering innocently above the keyboard. ‘Now I want to kiss girls, have wet dreams about them and masturbate regularly.’ She ignored the feeling that summation stirred.
‘Just because I answered truthfully doesn’t mean the answers are true! The program is glitching, I meant to answer differently. I’ll get it right next time.’ She noticed the word-strings were appearing again on the screen, sucking all her attention into the screen. With a sigh of relief she let go of her irritation so she could relax.
Cameron shivered as the cool air played against her skin. Looking around she noticed she was sitting on the side of her bed in her underwear. She was facing Kimberly’s bed and her clothes were on a heap at her feet. ‘I don’t even remember undressing or turning the computer off. I must be really tired if I start to black out like this.’
She noticed her nightgown laid out on the bed beside her. Looking down she contemplated changing her underwear first. Especially her panties. She felt indecent just wearing these, even if she was alone. They were green, satin and more revealing than her regular undergarments.
They’d been a ‘joke-gift’ from Kimberly. An attempt to get Cameron to, as she put it, ‘live a little’. She would have thrown them away except that would be rude. Cameron hadn’t dreamed of actually putting them on until tonight. She had wanted to do something wild, something naughty. A small part of her had fantasized about Eric’s reaction when he found out. Not that she had had any intention of letting him.
Her eyes drifted back to Kimberly’s empty bed. ‘She wouldn’t have any problem showing him. I imagine she’s showing someone a lot more right now.’ And having seen Kimberly in various outfits that left little to the imagination, Cameron could get a pretty detailed picture of how that looked. ‘She’s kissing him.’ Her heart seemed to be pounding in her throat as her breathing deepened. A hand began to rub her tummy in ever widening circles.
‘Her blond hair is probably in a pony to keep it out of her flushed face.’ Cameron no longer saw the room, just Kimberly entangled in the sheets. Her thighs were rubbing against each other. A small voice tried to remind her that good girls didn’t have thoughts like these about their friends. Their very feminine friends.
But that last thought just unleashed a wave of arousal that drowned it out completely. Startled by the wave of emotion her hand shot downward covering her panty-clad vagina. Her palm accidentally pressed on some hard nub eliciting a surprised hiss from Cameron.
The stimulation was almost too much for inexperienced body. Shimmying her hips against her palm she closed her eyes as her fantasy fell apart in disjointed images of a Kimberly’s face and glistening back. She didn’t even try to imagine with whom Kimberly was, just the sight of her writhing athletic form was enough. “Oh, Oh, Oh,” she coulnd’t say anything else as stars began to burst behind her eyes.
Her body went rigid then slack as she slumped on her side, spent and almost asleep. With her last strength she pulled the blanket over her then snuggled into her nightgown.
Kim hummed happily as she opened the door. Last night had been fun and she was already thinking of a repeat performance soon. Not tonight though, she still had to finish a paper and she had Karate class in the evening. ‘But definitely soon,’ she mused.
Walking in she expected her roommate to be up and about, probably even gone already. Sure, she didn’t have class that morning as far as she could recall but Cameron never slept in. Not today though because Kim could see the lump on the bed.
Cameron wasn’t a bad roommate despite how uptight she was. And Kim couldn’t really approve of her choice in boyfriends either. Eric just had something about him that rang alarm bells with Kim. But that wasn’t Cameron’s fault, the poor girl was just beginning to stretch her wings.
Shaking her head she was about to quietly go out and get something to eat to let Cameron sleep when she noticed the girl was doing more than sleeping. She was moving a little, in a rhythm her instincts recognized right away. Her conscious mind, though, knew that couldn’t be it.
Feeling curious, she crept closer, until she practically hovered over her. Her nose caught a familiar scent and the Asian girl’s murmured words clinched it. “Oh, Eric... Yes, Sonya... Pussies are for sex...”
The grin that Kim now sported almost split her face in half. ‘Holy shit! Miss Prim is diddling herself while dreaming of a threesome. And I don’t think she is wearing anything. No wait, I can see a bra-strap. Still, this is progress.’
Cameron’s motions became a little more pronounced, and she started to emit these cute little grunts signaling she was about to cum. Her eyes opened a little, she was waking up.
She schooled her features immediately. ‘Don’t want to frighten her back into her shell now. I’ll wait until she’s just a little too far to make it back at the first tease and then I’ll strike. Hahahaha!’
The girl’s deer-in-headlight look almost broke her resolve, but Kim persevered. “Goodmorning, I was about to wake you up. I’m going to take a shower now and I thought you wouldn’t mind knowing it’s almost ten. Better get out to if you don’t want to get caught in the late-morning stampede.”
With those words she turned around and padded to the closet. The rustling of the blanket and the creaking of the bed as Cameron sat up filled the room. “Th-Thank you, Kimberly. I-I appreciate that, but I think I’ll sleep in. I don’t have class until three and it was a late night.”
“Oh? Well, it can’t have been half as much fun as I had. Want to hear the details?”
Cameron eeped. “NO!”
“Your loss,” Kim shouted back as she walked out. She almost made it but just as it closed behind she couldn’t help herself. Her laughter could be heard straight down the hall.
Cameron still couldn’t move. Bad enough Kim ha-Kimberly had found her practically naked and masturbating. Luckily the blanket had hidden it saving Cameron from death by sheer mortification. Still, she had been in a panic. Completely at a loss on what to do now.
But Kim had simply turned around and Cameron couldn’t help but stare at her backside. Her hand had begun to gently stroke her pussy and... ‘Vagina, that’s what it is called. Keep it cold and clinical. Pussies are for immoral girls that get them licked and-No, dammit. Not going there.’
Her arousal had built up again and her panic had begun to subside. She was getting relaxed despite herself. That was a problem because it had only enhanced Cameron’s awareness of just how naked and not-alone she was.
Only after Kim’s-Kimberly’s laughter came through the door did she manage to lift her hand away.
Clenching her hands tight, she slipped out of bed and quickly donned a bathrobe. It was long and covered pretty much everything after she belted it close. She was going to take a shower and lose herself in schoolwork for the rest of the day. That should help.
She felt much better after the shower. She’d managed to stay temptation and the more sensible undergarments helped too. After she’d put on a blouse and skirt she seemed to have cooled down to a faint agitation. That ramped up the moment she checked her email. ‘Another mail from Sonya,’ she thought happily.
Her eyes flew over the lines in it but she only half-read them. She was watching the progress bar showing how much of the attachment she’d downloaded so far. She could really use another calming session with Sonya’s program, she always felt at peace afterwards.
After what seemed a very long time the screen turned into a familiar color blue, but no question or statement appeared. Instead the program seemed to plunge straight into the relaxation animation. ‘I don’t recall reading about that... No wait, it did say something about-Relax...—trying a new-You trust the Program completely...—approach. Oh well, I-Relax...—am sure the Program-Sonya can’t be wrong...—is working, Sonya knows what’s she’s-Relax...—...relaxing...doing... The Program provides your answers...’ Cameron’s eyes grew a little more unfocussed. She was ready to receive her answers.
‘Relax... You love Sonya...’It would explain why she trusted a woman she had never met so much. ‘Relax... You don’t trust Eric Stone...’ Cameron blinked ever so slowly in incomprehension. Since when? ‘Relax... You suspect he just wants to deflower you...’ She did? He did? ‘Relax... Recall your last date...’ Her mind immediately focussed on how it had ended. ‘Relax... You had to stop him...’ Yes, she had. She remembered now, how he tried to keep the kiss going. His hands resting far too possessive on her shoulders. ‘Relax... Eric Stone isn’t a nice guy...’ How could he be when he pretended to be something he wasn’t? ‘Relax... You don’t trust Eric Stone...’ She didn’t trust her boyfriend.
‘Relax... Learning new answers from the Program arouses you...’ Well, she did feel excited. Just a tad. ‘Relax... Arousal is a reward for quick learners...’ She was a quick learner. ‘Relax... Pleasure is the reward for quick learning...’ It did feel good to master her answers, now that the Program had pointed it out.
‘Relax... You like to play with yourself...’ Her finger tapped the keyboard automatically. She did now. ‘Relax... You want to reward yourself... for quickly learning your answers...’ A reward-system did help with learning, she recalled. ‘Relax... You play with yourself as you learn new answers...’Her hand began to unbutton her blouse just enough so it could slip in and cover her right breast. She wasn’t very big so it fitted snugly. She shivered as she felt the added pressure; it felt good.
‘Enjoy... You like girls...’ She liked girls. Her hand squeezed just a little almost forcing her eyes to close. ‘Relax... You accept your arousal...’ “With open arms,” Cameron whispered. Her hand began to pull her cup down so it could reach skin. ‘Enjoy... You only fantasize about girls when you play with yourself...’ “Ooooh,” she cooed as her turgid nipple was rolled between her fingers. Was she supposed to do that now too? ‘Relax... You learn quickly...’ It didn’t matter, she would learn what her answer was. “Ungh.” Something like an orgasm trickled through her brain. For a moment she was anything but relaxed. She was tense and her mind wasn’t on learning, it was just enjoying. Her eyes drifted away from the screen then returned as her body relaxed again.
‘Relax... Your mind will know these answers...’ Her mind knew the answers. ‘Relax... You don’t remember these answers...’ She knew them, she did not remember them. Cameron blinked. ‘Relax... Do you remember the answers?’ Of course not, the Program just told her she didn’t. She pressed no. ‘Enjoy... you learned your answers...’ “Yesss,” she hissed as she bit her lip.
The afternoon was brisk even with the sun shining down from a sparsely clouded sky. Life was slowly returning to the greenery Sonya walked past. The weather seemed to be mirroring her mood, bright and... expectant. That was the word, she was expecting things.
She hadn’t expected it, pun not intended, but something in Cameron’s response messages was a real turn on. Or maybe it was the knowledge of her state of mind at the time of writing it that did it.
Whatever the case was, Sonya was learning a few new things about herself. And one of them was that she really liked the idea of being in control. The more when she could assuage any guilt with the fact that this was for Cameron’s benefit as well. Eric would... ‘Speak of the devil, there he is.’
He was walking hand-in-hand with a woman she recognized as Cameron and they were coming in her direction. She didn’t think they had noticed her yet so she took the opportunity to study Eric’s latest victim. She was pretty, quite pretty. A little smaller than Sonya and with a more lithe figure that was hidden almost completely by her drab outfit. ‘Not that I can complain, I’m not dressed to impress either.’
She observed with some satisfaction that Cameron was keeping her distance even while they were holding hands. It was subtle, but there. ‘It really is working, the effect lasts.’
Jackie chimed in, ‘of course it does. He spotted us. He’s coming this way. I better hide, we don’t want him to know what’s going on until it is too late. But if he tries anything, you know I got your back.’ And with those words she fell silent again.
“Sonya, good to see you.” Sonya didn’t respond to Eric’s greeting, she was keeping an eye on Cameron’s reaction. The look of surprise was comical and the subsequent intense study she subjected Sonya to was even better.
“Hello Eric. Let me guess, this is your girlfriend?” She tried very hard to keep her tone friendly yet awkward. The last part wasn’t so hard when she knew the guy was a warlock. A child-like fear of being turned into a frog or something equally cliché kept niggling at the back of Sonya’s mind.
“Uhm, yes.” His features flickered through befuddlement, suspicion and thoughtful before settling back into amicable. “I’m sorry, where are my manners. Cameron, this is my friend Sonya. Sonya, meet the love of my live.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Sonya told her as she extended a hand.
“Me too,” Cameron told her with a faint blush.
Getting a little closer she held onto the hand while speaking in a mock-whisper, “but he never told you about me before.” Out of the corner of her eye she could see him getting a little worried. ‘Time to let him off the hook. For now.’
“That’s because I’ve been very busy with my studies. Things don’t just come to everybody so easily.”
“Now Sonya, I put in the work just like everybody else,” Eric chided. He looked down at their still joined hands “But we do have to go now. It’s good to see you’re... well.”
‘Better let go,’ she thought. ‘But it feels really nice.’ Sonya moved away intentionally brushing her hand against Cameron’s as she did so. She was sure they both heard the hitch in her breath. ‘Okay girl, now let’s not go overboard on this. Don’t want to tip him off to the plan.’
“Awwww, I was hoping I could steal her from you for a moment.”
‘And there goes that plan.’
“But maybe the three of us can get together some other time. When we aren’t busy. Take care of him Cameron, bye!” And with those words she left. Only now did she notice the adrenaline running through her body.
‘Hmmm,’ Jackie mused once they were a safe distance away. ‘Looks like she got the gist of the program but we best concentrate on reinforcement in tonight’s edition.’
‘You’re the expert.’ Oh yes, the next time three of them were together she wouldn’t be the odd man out.