(Subplot) Delayed Gratification

"Your friends have just had a rather interesting meeting" Rebecca informed Sophie, who was currently sat naked on her desk like a large erotic ornament. The witch liked keeping her plaything close to her, and doing whatever Rebecca wanted was Sophie's best chance of at least staying in human form the majority of the time. The witch ran a ginger teasingly up Sophie's inner thigh as she spoke.

"What were they talking about?" Sophie wondered.

"Cassie gave a rather rousing speech about your disappearance, and Maggie's assumed disappearance, then they all seemed very inspired and motivated, and do you know what they decided to do?"

"What?" Sophie asked hopefully, breathing a little harder as Rebecca's fingers danced expertly onto the glitches' outer labia. Rebecca was getting to know Sophie more intimately than most of her long time lovers ever had, and had figured out exactly how she liked to be touched. She had also taken control of Sophie's orgasms. It was now impossible for her to climax without Rebecca allowing it, while she could also be made to ejaculate orgasmically at the snap of the witches' fingers.

"They've gone shopping! I kid you not" Rebecca chuckled "But don't worry, you are better off here with me than being rescued anyway"

She circled Sophie's pussy lips gently, teasing just above her clitoris without making direct contact. She smiled with satisfaction as Sophie let out an involuntary moan and raised her leg a little to give the witch easier access.

"Although one development I'm not so happy about is that fame hungry slut Lucy deciding to turn the mansion into a reality television show with 24 hour live streaming. That is going to make life very difficult for my little minion. I may have to allow her to turn your celebrity friend into something less troublesome. That ought to get rid of the cameras, and lovely Tania has been **** to zap someone."

"Won't that...ugh.." Sophie gasped as she tried to speak coherently "be risky to do if people are watching?"

"Well, look at you, all concerned about Tania blowing her cover.." Rebecca moved her finger tip directly into contact with Sophie's clitoris, just brushing against briefly it once, then a second time for a touch longer with a dash more pressure as she continued to circle. Sophie bit her lip in blissful agony as Rebecca felt her fingers becoming moist. She really needed to release soon "..or are you trying to protect Lucy?"

Rebecca stood up abruptly and left Sophie, face and chest flushed, gasping for relief.

"Please, I have to come!" Sophie found herself begging.

"Then learn whose side you are on now and where your loyalties should lie!" Rebecca remarked unsympathetically as she casually left the room, leaving Sophie in a sweaty mess on her desk, desperately trying, and failing, to finish herself off.