Destroy It

I reached into Thetis's discarded dress, and pulled out a phone ."Unlock it." I commanded.

"I don't thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiink!" A current of some kind ran through her. The lights in the room dimmed, and buzzed as electricity was drawn from them.

"No woman should," Miranda said over the speaker. "Unlock the phone, or I'll up the voltage."

"Please, Miranda don't! He'll... he'll turn me into a disgusting whore if I unlock it."

"Personally I'd rather be a whore, than a burnt piece of meat, but whatever."

"No no stop!" Thetis screamed.

Shit that got intense. You forget Miranda is a spy for a split second, and she starts waterboarding a person.

"It's 555555."

"Oh come on." I entered the numbers in and brought up her app. The Affection Multiplier.

She'dd clocked over a million points on that thing. It was kind of heart-stopping, to imagine what she could do with that score, what she had done. Built her own army, her own city. I brought up her options tab and found the delete account button.

"Do it." Thetis hissed at me. "I bought this city with my points. If you delete that app, this all goes away, with us inside of it."

"Yeah?" Delete. "Good."

Oh shit wait, did that mean...

There was a flash of bright light, and then the cawing of seagulls. Real seagulls, not the same audio loop the Beach in Skyros played!

I felt the sand. I recognized that feel. From the grain to the density. This was my sand, Serenity Island sand!

I jumped to my feet. "I'm home!" I shouted, and the warm teal waters roared back at me. "I'm home!"

There's a certain freshness to the surface world. Especially an island. I can not describe the unclenching of my muscles, the relaxing of my organs, the way my shoulders melted away. All I can say is that there was no relief quite like coming home.

I looked down the beach, all the women from Serenity were returned, blinking, standing, confused.

"Master you did it!" Miranda tackled me into the sand and hugged me. "You defeated that stupid bitch... as if that was ever in doubt. We're back! We're back home!" She teared up, I think because she saw me tear up. "I'm... i'm so sorry for everything."

"It's okay." I hugged her and brought her to my chest. "I forgive you. You... you did what you thought was best."

She doubled her sobbing. "Y-you-you said you'd never forgive me!"

I patted her. "I know, I lied. I thought a spy was supposed to be able to tell things like that."

She giggled and wiped her tears. "I'm a shitty fucking spy." She got off of me. "I'll work the rest of my life, paying off the debt I owe you, master. I swear it. I'm just a tool to help you dominate other women. I love you, I serve you. I'm whatever you want me to be."

I felt a pain of guilt, thinking that this is what I'd done to another human being. I brought up her profile. "Miranda... all I want from you... is for us to go surfing." And I deleted her profile.

She looked at me, blinking a few times. She looked around the beach. "I'm on... Serenity Island? Am I on vacation?" I'd never quite heard her voice like this before. It was sweet, I don't think I'd ever truly call Miranda sweet even when she was doting on me. It's definitely not what I expected. I expected screaming, punching, fighting, biting. Did she not remember? With both apps which held way over her destroyed was she freed from that trauma... was I off the hook?

I smiled at her. "No, you live here remember? You work at the mayor's office, you have a house and everything."

"I work here." She nodded her head. "And you're...?" Oh shit, this was really happening.

"I'm Brett, we're friends remember?"

"Best friends!" She lit up. She blushed and bit her lip. "I don't know what's happening... and I can't stop myself from saying this, but I have a huge crush on you!" She closed her eyes and was no doubt embarrassed to hear me laugh. "Hey! I'm serious. I want to take this weird moment and let you know."

"I know you do. And I am so flattered by that, and in another life, we were a pretty fearsome couple. But... I don't feel the same way."

"Oh." She blushed again, and looked away. "You're the first boy I've ever said that to."

I held my hand out. "Well thanks for letting it be me. That means a lot. And even if we can't love one another, we can still do what we love together, right?"

She nodded along. "Right."

"And what is that?"

She giggled and punched my arm, wicked hard I might say. "We surf!"

"Daddy!" Daisy kneeled next to me and grabbed my arm. "Why is Mommy acting so weird? She's smiling!"

Miranda made a face. "Umm... I'll let you deal with... whatever this is on your own."

I smiled at her sheepishly. "I'll call you later." Then I turned my attention to the twenty-something sucking on her thumb like a little girl. "She's smiling because she's let go of all the hatred others have been placing on her. She's free."

"Umm well, that's nice. Can I suck your thingy? I still haven't gotten an O, and I've been a good girl all day. My panties are so weeeeet, please daddy please daddy please? Let your little baby girl wet her panties!"

"Shh shhh shhh!" People were starting to look. I deleted her profile before she could make things any worse.

"What the..." Daisy looked around and jumped to her feet. "Where the heck am I?" She had an adorable drawl to her voice, which was much deeper now that she wasn't talking like a little girl. "Where's the university?"

I scratched my chin, a little embarrassed. "Um ma'am I think you might have missed graduation."

"Aaah!" She saw the dripping Ms. Humpy in her hand and let it drop to the ground. "Gross gross, where the blazes am I? What do you mean I missed Graduation?"

"Well... what year do you think it is?"

"2016."

"Oh boy. It's 2021, and you're on Serenity Island."

She held her head, and looked sick. "I don't remember anythang. Except for sex... so much sex. Say... did Hillary win reelection?"

"Umm, she didn't win the election?"

"What?"

"Yeah the worlds fucked up right now. But we can get you on a plane to your college as soon as you want."

"Fuck it." She shrugged. "I think I need a vacation, from whatever the hell just happened to me."

"I hear that. You can stay in our house if you want, we have a guest room. My wife is around here somewhere."

"No foolin?"

"Sure. As long as you behave yourself."

"I'll be a good girl Daddy, I promise." Her eyes went wide, and she covered her mouth, and nearly fell over with laughter. "I'm so sorry bout that! I got no idea where that came from!"

I waved her away. "No problem baby."

Then I went down the list, deleting Brooke, Mel, and Emma. Emma was so happy to be reunited with her brother. It was sweet to see.

Then I just had one person left to free. Jasmine was looking out at the sea, rubbing her distended cheese-filled belly.

"I can't believe she's gone."

"She's not gone." I sat next to my wife. "She's still out there, powerless and angry."

"That's how so many of these things get started."

"True."

She looked at me, tears in her eyes. "I can't believe, I chose her over you! I can't imagine what I was thinking. You're my soulmate, and I chose..." Her voice cracked up. "Miranda is such a perfect ****, I should have been more like her. I just. I. I. I... I'm going to do better. I'm going to devote myself to you baby. I'm, I'm going to become your favorite ****, no matter what it takes."

"You're already perfect."

"That can't be right. The other slaves are so much nastier than me, and they're willing to do all this gross stuff to you. What could you possibly use me for, when they're already so perfect?"

"I love you. That's all I need."

"You're too good to me master." She rested her head on my shoulder.

"I don't think so. I feel like I have a lot of making up to do."

"Me too." She snuggled into me, and let the water lick our toes. "First thing I'm going to do, is get this abomination burned out of me." She put her hand on her belly.

"Don't." I placed my hand over her hand.

"W-why not?"

"It's ours," I said simply, as I brought her profile up. Goodbye perfect ****, hello perfect wife.

"Mmm." Jasmine's eyes fluttered, as she rubbed her cheek against my shoulder. The sun was setting and her golden skin was glowing. I rubbed her belly. "I had the worst dream." She yawned.

"Oh yeah?"

"I dreamed, you and Miranda were ****-feeding me cheese."

"That is bad." I kissed her cheek. "A true nightmare."

"Sun's getting low. Have we been here all day?"

"Just got here." I kissed her neck some.

"When are we going home?"

I nibbled on her ear. "We are home."

She smiled, and brought my hand down to her naked mound, so I could feel her wetness. "When are we going home?"

I picked her up, and started running down the beach. "I can get there in five."

She giggled and started kissing my neck. "As much as I've enjoyed playing, 'put a baby in me' with you. I thought maybe we could play a new kind of game."

"What did you have in mind?"

I could feel her burning up in my arms, as she licked at my neck. "I thought I could be your little **** girl. You could dominate me, and I'd call you master. Do you think that could be fun?"

I smiled, now running at only half speed thanks to my boner. "I think so. But you'll have to show me how."

"That's fine. I'll give you all the time you need, Master."

Brett and Jasmine went on to have a healthy baby girl named Issa. She was smart and strong and skilled in all forms of competing, and everyone said she looked just like her daddy.

Brett figured it was finally time to put his money where his mouth was. Using his fat stacks of Gamestonk money, her ran for mayor at the next election and won. Alongside Deputy Mayor Hari, they worked hard to address the issues facing Serenity Island. Especially aware of the concerns of his female voters, he worked tirelessly to run an island, even Thetis couldn't complain about. Though from time to time reporters did lament how much time their Mayor spent out on the saves, but that's where Brett did his best thinking.

Jasmine returned to the island, just in time for all of her puppies to get out of Quarantine. Her dog cafe became a popular tourist destination and was even Brett's campaign headquarters during his first run. Despite becoming the wife to the mayor, she never gave up the cafe claiming 'The cafe was here before the mayor's house, he should be the one to give it up.' and that was that. Once Jasmine had her mind on something it was impossible to make her submit.

Miranda Hari hadn't been herself in a loooong time. She took a good few months just getting to know herself again. She'd never been fond of the original life she'd been given with her father. And going back to the angry lesbian she'd been on Serinity island didn't feel truthful either. Luckily Miranda was very experienced in starting her life over. Eventually, she found a balance, somewhere between the land and the sea. No more victim, no more spy, no more dominatrix. Just a working girl, surfing on the weekends. Something a bit closer to Serinity.

Daisy Mae lived with the Fischer family for many months until they finally kicked her out to make room for the baby. She stayed in town and became a local. She gave up on college when she started a wildly successful OnlyFan's page as BabyDaisy.

Emma Kim had a bad series of jobs working for the resorts on the island. An awful career marked by abusive managers, until one day a weird-looking app appeared on her phone.

Brooke Filmore became a media sensation when she got back from her cruise three years after she'd left. The story goes that she got swept off the deck one night, and not a single soul noticed. The cruise line paid her a huge settlement not to take them to court, and Brooke never had to make another Coffee again.

No one ever saw Mel again. After leaving Serenity island, she went off in search of her old boss. Maybe to rejoin her, or maybe to take ****. Whatever her desire, her whereabouts are unknown.

Thetis went the way of many ousted despots. She raged and screamed petulantly at the world. Claiming that her victory was stolen from her. Claiming that the system was rigged in favor of Brett a man. Many women listened to these lies, but she never again gained the power she had as the goddess of Skyros. Without the magic of her phone, and throne, the world could sense how empty she truly was.

For this is the truth of all who **** power. Those who wield the Submission Accelerator, and other such shortcuts to greatness. No matter how powerful they seem. No matter how invincible and untouchable. These people are just pathetic little men who hide behind uniforms and titles. They're just people. These things we measure our relationships by, affection, submission, respect. They can not be farmed like coins from a cheap app. They are given to us by those for whom, we also give a part of ourselves.

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