Continue with The Writer

The Writer undid my punishment and I had a vision of what really happened during that time. Since I was seeing what happened again, I was able to focus on little details like the fact that John was responsible for what happened to me.

"Now that you are done with me, will you send me to the time when I received your call or will I loose the time I spent in this place?"

"Who said I am done with you? I still have some things to tell you. But just so you know I stopped time in your universe when you entered this in-between. So you don't have to worry about loosing time."

"What else you wanna tell me? Some more science."

"No, I have to tell you the benefits of receiving the call."

"Do I get a prize?"

"Yes, I saved my number in your contacts so now you can text me a possible change to your universe and I will do that. But.."

"Seriously, you can just change my universe and I get to tell you what I want changed."

"Well let me finish first. Changing things means I have to do some work and as you probably know by now I don't like to do work, I like entertainment. So here is the deal the more work is required for your proposed change the angrier I get. I will text you increments in my angry level. When I reach 100% you get the ultimate punishment. Also you can't tell anyone about me, If you do even by mistake you will get the ultimate punishment."

"And what is this ultimate punishment?"

"Believe me you don't want to know. Just to give an idea; the punishment I gave you is a slap on the wrist compared to it."

"But this seems like, it will eventually reach 100%."

"Well that is the plan."

"WHAT!!! YOU WANT TO PUNISH ME."

"Only if you want to be. Just stop texting me before it hits 100% and you will be spared."

"But is there no way to reduce your angry level?"

"I like entertainment so if you humiliate yourself my angry level will drop. Just because you were smart enough to ask this question and get unlimited changes (at a cost of course). I will give you one change for free."{if try skip==1}

The Writer says to you(Josh Lancaster),"Now, do you understand why I was forcing you to read the details of Amanda's punishment. If you can not read her punishment how will you read about her humiliating herself. And if you decide to skip even that this story will become short and not what I imagined. Hmm... Let me check what you chose. {if skip Reader==1}Well if you want to skip Amanda's punishment, your choice, but I strongly recommend not skipping the humiliations{else} Good choice, you chose to read the punishment, I am proud of you Josh Lancaster{endif}.

{endif}

Just then my phone appeared in my hand.

"Well I guess one major downside of this 'punishment' was I got so worked up but never got my release."

"Use text."

Give me the best orgasm I ever had.

Done. change in angry level=0

My clothes vanished and both of my hands(on their own accord) started working their fingers inside my pussy. On each of my sensitive spots(breasts, thighs, soles of feet), Two hands and a mouth (without bodies attached) appeared and started licking, tickling and sometime pinching on those spots. This went on for what felt like hours. Each time I was close to orgasm they slowed a little and my orgasm was denied. I was so lost in that feeling that I was unable to think anything but the sweet relief I was promised. But as time went on and the pressure was unbearable, I started to think this was another one of the punishments. Maybe because I raised my voice at some point or some other bullshit. Maybe this was a trap all along.

Then finally I got my release and it was sublime. I don't have enough words to describe it. I just know that I had never felt anything even remotely close to this and I was screaming at the top of my lungs for a while and then I was speechless just panting for some time. When I recovered from this experience I said,
"This might have been a little too good. But I didn't wanted to experience this **** before the release. I thought greatest orgasm would mean sex with a god or something like an instant orgasm that just felt really really great. This wait before orgasm was so long that I thought you were punishing me again."

"Let this be a lesson that if you are not specific enough I will think of how I want your wish fulfilled. And I might choose a way that you don't like. But be assured whatever you write will become true. Even though you hadn't felt it, the masturbation in your punishment resulted in a very good orgasm and this one has to be better than that so it required a wait so long."

"But how can an orgasm be counted if I didn't feel it at all."

"Well, you said "orgasm I had" not "felt". And as for the 'sex with god' or 'instant orgasm', you didn't mention the method to achieve the said orgasm so I chose the method that would give me the most entertainment."

"But I thought you could read my mind."

"Didn't I also say use text."

And then before I could argue anymore. Everything changed again and I was at my bed. I instinctively reached for my breast and pussy to cover it but was relieved to find that I was wearing clothes again. John was standing outside my door with his eyes closed and stroking his dick from under the skirt. I realized "erase the evidence" meant deleting the video not changing John's memory. I yelled at John, " Hey you, dumb slut, why are you stroking your dick while looking at me? Are you imagining me nude?"

"How did you wear your clothes so fast? and where is all the lady cum?"

"LADY CUM!! Were you imagining me masturbating and stroking your pathetic member using that image? How dare you imagine me doing such a thing in front of a pathetic loser like YOU? You are someone who has to whore himself to earn money to eat and I am a respectable woman. You do not have the right to dream about me."

John thought, he was really imagining all the stuff that really happened. I could see his confusion on his face but nevertheless he dropped to his knees and started begging for mercy.

"Please mistress give this naughty little girl a second chance. I will be your perfect doll again."

I wanted to punish John right there but then I remembered about the lottery ticket so I sent him away. "Go and clean the apartment. And don't disturb me I am talking with my boss." He went away. I texted The Writer,

You didn't tell me anything about the lottery ticket.

Isn't it obvious, it is meant to solve all your financial problems. If you had checked that ticket on internet like a smart person would, you would've found out, that ticket is worth $4 million. Now that you have used me to get information on that lottery ticket, I might as well tell you that as of today you are the proud owner of the apartment you and John live in.

Thanks and I have a question, "What is the story behind the talking cat?"

Oh! He is Mr. Whiskers the pet cat of your next door neighbors. I changed the universe so that pets are intellectuals, cats in that universe went to school to be best cat pets they can be. So they pass the harkness test as no minor can be pet and they talk in English.

I thought for a moment and remembered that future punishment was not undone, It could be avoided by not making the same choices so I decided changing the cat to dog would be beneficial but this intellectual pet thing sounds good. John getting fucked by a dog could be the best punishment for him.

Change the cat to dog and do the intellectual pet thing that was in my punishment.

Mr. Whiskers the cat is now Mr. Bull the dog. Change in angry level= +5%

All pets are intellectual now. Change in angry level= +20% . Angry level = 25%

20 % that is a lot for a change you did for free just to punish me.

Look you are wasting a lot of my precious time and complaining about my angry level will only make me more angry. Change in angry level= +5% Angry level = 30%. FYI further complain will result in more increments only.

I thought this was unfair but I couldn't do anything to this bully.

Complain in thoughts. Change in angry level= +3% Angry level = 33%

It is only fair. I am getting a lot of power out of this.

I yelled for John. When he came I said,

"I have quit my job as I have acquired this lottery ticket and I have also decided on your punishment."

John could only stare at the lottery ticket with jealousy and fear for his future.