A change in commands while he accesses her computer

"You know what? It's such a waste to ruin all these clothes. After all someone else could certainly use them. So stop after you finish with that one," he ordered.

The scissors kept snipping and she kept dancing and singing until she destroyed another of her best blouses. Then she froze like a statue.

"First, get naked," he ordered, and she mechanically obliged, making him sigh. "All your movements will be as sensual as you can make them, and you will keep a look of devilish delight on your face, as if you're thoroughly enjoying being naughty."

Jill's demeanor changed instantly, from mechanical and somewhat resentful to sultry and sensuous.

"Good. Now I want you to open every blind and drape in this place. Oh, and unlock every window and door as well. Dance like a stripper would while you do it."

With a delighted look she gyrated over to the nearest bedroom window and opened the drapes as far as they could go. She had a corner apartment and there were very few solid places, most of the walls being windows. The only ones that opened were small, with the exception of a patio. As she started on her task Kyle wandered over to her computer.

"Tell me your computer password," he ordered, when confronted by a locked screen.

"Password," she responded immediately.

"Seriously?" he stared at her a moment, then typed it in. Sure enough, the computer whirred to life and he clicked immediately on her e-mail. "Any online accounts you can't access through your e-mail software?"

Her face colored as she responded. "[email protected]"

Kyle snorted at the dancing woman, opening a web browser to go to that account. "Figures. What's the password?"

"Cocksucker," she told him, coloring even more and making him laugh.

"You sure are. If this works and the changes become permanent you sure will be."

Jill felt a chill at that, praying that he was just playing with her. She was at the last window and hoped he'd not notice, giving her a chance to slip his control. If she could get to him quickly she might be able to knock him out or somehow shut him up. Or of course she could run out the nearby door to get away. He did say the **** only lasted six hours, after all