Emma fights for control

Emma could feel the Other's words forming behind her lips, and she fought desparately to stop them. She clamped a hand over her own mouth and focused all her will on keeping it there. The Other was still trying to speak, she could tell, but not hard enough. Emma bit her lip and held her mouth tightly, and managed to stay silent.

After a minute, she realised that the Other was not even trying to speak anymore, but had moved on to its next game. Emma's left hand was inside her knickers, fingering her pussy skillfully. Nearby, a cop was watching her, and whispering to his colleagues.

"You may be able to stop yourself talking," said the Other in her head, "but I bet I can make you scream." Her thumb rubbed slowly over her clit, and Emma almost collapsed.

Everyone seemed to be watching her. Emma closed her eyes, humiliated.