Depression

“What you are saying is, that because you got some super villain powers,” so he was a villain for her already? Huh, interesting. “you decided to **** my kind motives? I wanted to help you, let you blow off some… steam… and you enslave me with your voodoo magic?” He sighed. Apparently, she did not understand his powers. Wait, she must have, or else her hand would have started spanking her already. That meant she just wanted to insult him. Fair enough.

“Why don’t you just kill me? That would be more humane! Or better, kill yourself and do the world a favor!” His eyes opened in surprise. He hadn’t expected her to hate him this much. Wasn’t she already offering herself to him in every way? Where was the difference between her choosing to obey every command, or being **** to do everything he says? The result would be the same, so why was what she did before just her being friendly, and this was a reason to die? Then he laughed again. A new pop up message.

New quest: Suicide

Task: Kill yourself

Reward: 0 XP

Warning: Completing this quest will result in a game over

Accept quest?

[YES] [NO]

He refused the quest, noticing once again, how weird this was. He rarely got quests, and now that he did it was something like this?

“You may not harm yourself or others, unless I instruct you to. You may not kill yourself. You may not do anything that could end our relationship. You may not do anything to obstruct me giving you commands.” John spoke down like a machine, checking every option off his mental list.

“Of course, sir. Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. Anything else, sir? Would you like me to kiss your ass, sir?” She was mocking him, but he just laughed at it. They both knew, if he wanted her to kiss his ass, she would already be tongue deep in it.

“Not now, maybe later.” He shut down her attitude with those simple lines. “For now, I am having some other plans for you. Get dressed. No underwear. Sharpie up your ass and your shortest skirt as a bottom. And something so I can see your nipples as a top. Hush hush, if you don’t hurry I will order you to train your anal skills by fucking a cucumber all night long.” Boy did she hurry. It was surprising to John how easy she knew which skirt and shirt to pick, but maybe it was just his command that **** her hand to the right one.

Once they were both dressed again, one for real, the other not so much, he took her out of the house, not even saying goodbye to her father. He probably was used to her just going and doing whatever she wanted. Just that she now was doing what John wanted.

A look at the watch told him he still had a bit more than one hour until Henrietta would be at his house, maybe more. After all, she had ‘such a long trip to him, that she would be there between 6 and 8 pm’ as it said online. He already planned to pay her back for this.

“Laura, I am still having some doubts about your loyalty. So how about this. We take the bus to my place. If we take the direct route we will be there in five minutes, but I have a feeling we will be getting in on the wrong side of the street, so we will drive a full line. We will be there in around 70 minutes.” She just shrugged and followed him. This was no fun. She felt lifeless, no energy left. Even as he slapped her ass, she just yelped in surprise but felt back into her old frown within a second.

Once on the bus he went into the back with her, selecting a row of seats where a set of other people, mostly boys by his choosing, could see them.

“Laura. I want you to spread your legs. Get your knees apart about… twice the size of your shoulders.” He instructed her. While her legs immediately obeyed his wish, her head turned to him and whispered.

“Are you crazy? What if someone sees me like that?” There it was. Some energy still seemed to be left in her. All he had to do was embarrass her to get it out.

“Whoa, I never thought you would really flash me your cunt. May I touch it?” He said way louder than he had to, making sure the gang of boys were seeing them. Then, without waiting for her reply he reached down and started to finger her.

As he noticed them filming him, he spread her pussy lips open, which resulted in a badly suppressed moan. This gave him an idea.

“Laura, have an orgasm.” He instructed her.