Abbie wasted no time in turning a malevolent glare on where Cassie sat with her back to the door. "Oh hey, that went quick. How's it feel now, dick for brains? I swear to fuck, if it had been left up to me, you'd be--" I clamped a hand over her mouth. She squealed irritably, but didn't fight back much. "Not a word to her, understand? I have her well in hand, and she'll be dealt with. I don't need you going and screwing up her head like you did to the two of us." "But she deserves it! Come on, let me make her a meth addict, or have her piss her pants when she--" "Abbie, this is your only warning. If you so much as look in her direction again--" "All right, all right, all right!" she huffed. "So then what the fuck did you bring us in here for if we're not allowed to play?" My answer was to unceremoniously take off my pants and my briefs. Although Cassie had her back to me, she probably wouldn't have seen anything even if I'd waved it under her nose. Abbie clapped her hands giddily.
As if reading my mind, she let my dick pop out from between her lips with a noisy shklop. She leaned back until her weight was on her hands on the floor behind her, mountains of tit rolling back and forth as she adjusted her position. "Mr. Canon? Am I doing a good job?" "You were until you stopped." The girl giggled. "I'll finish, I promise. Only I was thinking... you like my big boobies, right?" "Abbie, who wouldn't?" "Yay!" She rolled her shoulders, jiggling them for effect. And what an effect! "So yeah, I was thinking that, if you wanted, maybe I could put it between them? Like, I think it's called, um... 'titty fucking'? I know, I know 'language, Abbie!' But I don't know what else to call it, and I wanted to say if you wanted to, then, like, I would be happy to do that for you. If you wanted to." Dammit to hell, that character she was playing was working. It was a little fourth wall breaking considering this was one of the most ruthless people I'd ever met, but Abbie was so c
"All right, enough with the bullshit, Taylor."She twisted her head to the side to glare up at me. "What now? I'm licking, just like you said!" Meanwhile, Abbie was still groping with abandon. I thought I could even hear some slurping down there. Was she sucking on Taylor's tits? I was jealous."Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to stop thrusting. Taylor, you're going to take Abbie's tits in your hands and use them to get me off. And you're going to start actually licking -- no more of this..." I stuck my tongue out, imitating her style. "...bullshit. And when I come, you're going to catch it all in your mouth, and then share with Abbie."Taylor stood upright, though her jaw might have remained where it was. "What?! No fucking way! That's disgusting! I--"I put a finger to her lips, already bored of her foot-dragging. There was no question I could make her do it. I had a paper reading Mr. Canon can do anything he wants to me a hundred times in a drawer in my desk at home, and i
There. My desk was put back together. Better double check and make sure nobody dribbled anything anywhere. Hmm. Couple little spots where Taylor didn't get her mouth in place on time. Some tissue, dab dab dab, aaaand good. Cleaned up. Very good. One thing down.Cassie yawned, the first sound she'd made since I'd pumped her full of Serenex. Somehow it made her look even less alert.Now, what else needs doing...Knock, knock, knock."Can's in the hallway! Testing!" I called once my heart started beating again."It's Candace and Louisa," came the reply.Cassie blinked. Sort of. One eye, then the other a second later. But that was about it.I let them in.Their expressions said they knew perfectly well what had transpired between me and the Stern sisters this afternoon. At least in terms of the carnal, that is. Not the other thing. Even so, their disapproval was apparent."Is she...?"I nodded. These two had never been around someone in a Serenex ingestion trance before, other than each o
"Yeah, Coach." Coach? Oh right, volleyball. I'd forgotten they were already close. No wonder she was pissed. Then again, she'd been the sweet giggly neighbor kid to me for years; amazing how fast goodwill dried up in the face of most of a year's salary in ransom demands. For Candy, though, it was a relief to be recognized. I wanted to assure her that she'd looked just as out of it and she'd come out fine, but I let her go on and learn for herself. "Did either of the Stern girls say anything unusual to you earlier this afternoon?" Cassie nodded. "Yeah." The ladies waited for her to go on, but she didn't. Isa came around, sparing a brief disgusted look for me. Like I was the one who'd made her blackmail me! Her attitude was beginning to annoy me. "What did they say? Cassie? What happened?" "Taylor invited me to use her chapstick. I thought it was kind of gross but I was afraid of her so I said yes. It wasted kinda bad, too. I was just glad she didn't start anything. I heard one time
I relaxed for the first twenty or thirty repetitions, anyway. I hadn't realized at first that Cassie's huge, loopy handwriting was taking a lot longer than it had the others. By the time she was nearing fifty, I decided that was good enough and told her to stop."Can't. Need to do a hundred," she murmured, continuing unabated.Isa and I shared an exasperated look, but I didn't push things. On some level it was a relief. Her minuscule defiance here wasn't confirmation that we couldn't plant contradictory commands in her, but that we'd told her to do something and then been unable to tell her to stop corroborated my suspicion at least. With that, we let her go. Even after the encounter with the Sterns and the conference beforehand, it was still only just past four. Cassie's predecessors had all needed several hours before waking up. Candy had needed over four. We simply needed to be patient. Everything was taken care of now; all that was left was to--My phone buzzed. Cassie was on line
We crossed Route 2. Just over a mile to go. Shit shit shit! What did I do now? I couldn't dose another woman. This was already approaching insanity. If I had a couple more hours, I might be able to use Cassie to talk her mother down, make her see reason. I didn't have hours, though. I had just over four minutes. Isa wouldn't be far behind. My pet policewoman wasn't going to be much help, though. She couldn't arrest Megan for blackmail without the blackmail coming out; if she didn't arrest her, there was no guarantee she wouldn't disseminate a backup of those pictures the moment she and Isa part company. I turned into my subdivision. There was no time for elaborate plans. Nothing left but that damned spray. Megan didn't know I was on to her. I'd go over, knock on the door, then spray her the moment it opened. Then one last no-secret-blabbing indoctrination, and that would be that. And this time, nothing more complicated like that shitshow at Starbucks. Megan scrunched down at my comm
There. My desk was put back together. Better double check and make sure nobody dribbled anything anywhere. Hmm. Couple little spots where Taylor didn't get her mouth in place on time. Some tissue, dab dab dab, aaaand good. Cleaned up. Very good. One thing down. Cassie yawned, the first sound she'd made since I'd pumped her full of Serenex. Somehow it made her look even less alert. Now, what else needs doing... Knock, knock, knock. "Can's in the hallway! Testing!" I called once my heart started beating again. "It's Candace and Louisa," came the reply. Cassie blinked. Sort of. One eye, then the other a second later. But that was about it. I let them in. Their expressions said they knew perfectly well what had transpired between me and the Stern sisters this afternoon. At least in terms of the carnal, that is. Not the other thing. Even so, their disapproval was apparent. "Is she...?" I nodded. These two had never been around someone in a Serenex ingestion trance before, other t