Cheating

“I know that was going too far!” I cursed as I rushed to prevent Gina from collapsing and bashing her head in. “Shit! She actually fainted!”

“What an overreaction.” Lindsey chuckled. “She will get used to it.”

“We need to get her to the infirmary. Help me carry her.”

“Don't we have lackeys for this?”

“I rather don't involve more people in this mess then needed, now get a move on.”

We carried the **** Gina to the infirmary. Nurse Hartley had the shift and immediately rushed over to us. “Oh, dear what happened to her?”

“Exhaustion”, I replied. “I would appreciate if you could take a look.”

“Yes, of course. Take her to the bed.”

The nurse performed some quick tests before confirming that the situation wasn't serious. “Your friend should wake up in about an hour. I call her family to take her home for today.”

I thanked the nurse and stepped outside, followed by Lindsey.

“I don't like this.”

“It is very effective tough.”

“I won't deny it, but it feels wrong, like cheating.”

“Cheating?” Lindsey chuckled amused. “You already comitted all kinds of human rights violations, but this is where you draw the line?”

“I'm not a fan of mind control. I want to break the real Gina. How do I even know if that person is still the one who...” I fell silent.

“What?”

“Nothing. In any case, regardless of my feelings, if Gina is unable to function out of shame we are back to square one.”

“Hmm.” Lindsey pondered that for a bit. "I think her problem comes primarily from the fact that you can fuck around with her mind. That is pretty scary, i admit. So just make her forget that this command was given? Should make things at least a bit easier on her, right?"

That was an interesting approach. It didn't solve the underlying problem, but it should give Gina just enough peace of mind to endure this. And I had to admit, there was part of me that found pleasure in her sudden new shame. “Provided this even works...”

“Ah, you are still here. Good." Our discussion was interrupted by Nurse Hartley. She looked somewhat puzzled.

“Is something the matter?”

“Y-yes well, I contacted her mother and informed her that Gina collapsed and is in need of a ride home, but...she was unwilling to provide one.”

“Ha?”

“She said she was busy and I should simply send her back home once she wakes up.”

“Oh my.”

“Now wait a minute here. This clearly falls under her parental duties! She can't just...!”

“Relax, Marcie!” Lindsey smiled amiably. “Her mother is probably at work. Why don't we take Gina home?”

“Yes”, the nurse replied, a bit too eager for my taste to shove off responsibility. “That would be most appreciated.”

Looks like my perfect attendance, will be a thing of the past by today.

Nurse Hartley got one thing right. Gina did indeed wake up after around an hour or so. Both Lindsey and I got a leave of absence and so we escorted Gina back home.

“I can't wait to see how you life, Gina”, said Lindsey with a grin. She was the only one who currently was having fun. Gina was still flustered like crazy. As for myself...ah bah!

“Look, I know it is very embarrassing to faint like that, but just because we had to carry you to the Infirmary in your underwear, it's not the end of the world."

“Ah..wahh...you did...”

The first thing I did was indeed erasing Gina's memory of that order. I really can't have her faint at every minute. As for her newfound sense of shame, it certainly did serve it's purpose of making her docile. That Lindsey was teasing her relentlessly helped as well.

“At least you didn't wet yourself, oh yeah speaking of which...what do you think of that? We shove a vibrator up your pussy and have you urinate every time it vibrates. Obviously toilets are off limits for you and you have to drink a steady supply of water to be a good little fountain.”

“Lindsey, if Gina faints i'm not carrying her.”

“But here is the best part! If we do this long enough, you will eventually associate pissing with pleasure, that means you would get horny every time you would pee, doesn't that sound awesome?”

Gina did obviously not share Lindsey's enthusiasm and just walked with her head held down. Luckily Gina's house wasn't that far away from the school, so we arrived soon after. It looked fairly normal. I was expecting a mansion but this was pretty much just your average upper middle class house.

We made Gina open the door just to come face to face with an angry looking middle aged lady.

“Why aren't you at school?”, she barked.

“Mom..” Gina took a deep breath.

So her mother was at home after all. “I believe our Nurse called you”, I started calmly. “Gina fainted at school.”

“Yes, so I heard”, her mother let out an exasperated sigh. “Probably tried to cut class again, seriously this daughter of mine...”

“Well, I can assure you that this wasn't the case...”

“Oh, I assume I just have to take the word of her friends, huh?”

Lindsey fiddled with her phone and chuckled.

Mommy dearest didn't like that.

“Do you think something is funny, you little skank?”

“Oh, not at all,” Lindsey smiled. “We would like to escort Gina to her room, and you are in the way. If you would be so kind and move, Mrs. Gina.”

“I won't”, she blocked the pathway. “I know you sorts, you probably trying to steal something.”

“Now, listen here”, I started but Lindsey interjected.

“You are of course free to bar our way. Provided you are fine with the consequences.”

Gina's mother narrowed her eyes. “What did you just say?”

“You refused to collect your daughter from school after she fainted. We have witnesses for that, including a figure of authority. Now, you are refusing us entry, extending the period your daughter is under distress. This counts as child ****, my good lady.”

“Who do you think you are, you bitch!” Mother made an attempt to grab Lindsey, but she deftly dodged.

“Whoops, attempted **** as well? I'm sure this will go over nicely in court.” She held up her phone. “I am recording this by the way.”

“A-are you threatening me?”

Lindsey smiled. “I think that's pretty obvious. Now, I won't ask again. Move.”

She did.

“Anyway Gina...”, Lindsey asked chipper. “Where is your room?”

Gina feebly pointed upstairs.

“And here I thought you would have to live in a closet with such a mother.” Lindsey chuckled. “At least she looks pretty good for her age, perfect MILF material right there.”

We brought Gina upstairs, entered her room and put her down on the bed.

“So this is the famous castle of Gina, eh?” Lindsey looked around. “I must say, it looks more spartan then expected.”

Indeed, considering Gina's reputation I was expecting a bit more glamour. I wouldn't call the room poorly furnished. Just rather normal.

“Uhhh..is this the fabled candy bar!” Lindsey grinned as she noticed the half melted bar at Gina's bedside table. “Looks awfully clean...”

“Please...” Gina started. “Could you just leave...?”

“But this is the first time, we got to see your room! Surely, you can be a bit more hospitable?”

“No”, I stated. “We should go back to school. I hate to miss more lessons then I need to. Gina, you won't have to perform jumping jacks at the gate today, you also don't have to run.”

Lindsey clucked her tongue at that, probably hoping I would miss it.

“Let's go Lindsey.”

She decided to be cooperative for once.

I wasn't in the mood for talking so we walked in silence for quite some while.

“I don't like this”, I finally blurted out.

“Wow, really? I couldn't tell,” Lindsey quipped.

“I had a certain impression of Gina, I expected her to live like a haughty rich girl, being spoiled rotten by her parents. That image just got torn down.”

“That doesn't excuse her behavior, Marcie. Her mother could act like that precisely because Gina is such a huge bitch.”

“But what if that isn't the case? What if her behavior is because of awful parenting?”

“Ah, of course. I am sorry, for murdering those children, your honor. But I had a bad childhood. Please forgive me.”

“Gina didn't **** any children.”

“If someone jumps off the roof because of her bullying, she might as well have.” Lindsey shrugged. “Gina did what she did. Don't give me that bullshit of a bad childhood.”

“Still, I don't like this...this is all wrong.”

“Are you getting soft on me?”

I took a deep breath. This was Susan all over again, but unlike Susan I did not feel confident. Guess it was finally time.“This way. I want to show you something.”

Back at school we moved in the nearest changing room and I started to unbutton my blouse.

Lindsey looked on with a rather amused expression, not sure where this was going. She understood once my chest was bare.

“This is what Gina did to me.”

The scar ran horizontal over the entire length of my torso. It crossed directly over my chest and split both of my nipples in two.

Lindsey looked on, stonefaced.

“It was done with a cutter”, I informed her. “Susan was the one who did it but Gina gave the order. Want to know why?”

“Shoot.”

“Because I pantsed her. I saw her bullying some poor boy and decided to strike. That was my punishment for it.” I took a deep breath. “So don't tell me i'm going soft, I have every reason to hate Gina.”

For a few moments there was no reaction, then a grin appeared on her face. “Ah, I get you, I get you, I get you,”

Ignoring her, i put my blouse back on.

“All this talk about slowly breaking her, making Gina suffer for a whole year, it's all bullshit, am I right?”

“Is that the conclusion you arrived at?”

Lindsey smiled. “You don't want to just break Gina, you want to win against her.”

“Isn't that the same thing?”

“Of course not!” Lindsey chuckled. “Breaking her would be a simple matter, but winning, that means there are rules to it, as well as a victory condition”

Once again I said nothing.

“So, messing with her mind, her crazy mother, this all spoils it. It taints this game between you two and you absolutely hate it.”

I sighed. “To have it put that way...is painful, but I can't deny it.”

Lindsey nodded. “There is a certain appeal to it. I don't get it, not truly at least. But I can respect it. Don't worry as long as it entertains me I don't have an issue with this way of doing things.”

“So, you understand that I have to restore her sense of shame to her usual level.”

“Certainly...this will however be a major handicap going forward.”

“It will”, I agreed. “But that is fine by me. Wouldn't be much fun otherwise.” I headed towards the door.

“Wait.” Lindsey stopped me. “I can somewhat guess the rules of your game, but I have a hard time figuring out the victory condition.”

“Really?” Finally it was my turn to smile. “It's kinda obvious, you know.”