It Only Gets Worse

"I think we will leave your hair like that for now, you look extremely sexy, like a top class escort"

"Yes my Lord"

Holly was still in a state of shock, and hearing her former mentor describe her in such a manner only heightened her disbelief at this sudden and entirely unexpected turn of events. She had always been told that men changed when they found out about the curse. But she hadn't expected that change to be so instant or dramatic.

"Did you really think I took a special interest in you because of your mind?" Professor Jarvis asked mockingly "My sex life has been non existent for years. So having you there in my office in your tight little t-shirts, your tiny shorts too in the summer, so in awe of me, so eager to please. Honestly Holly, the things I used to imagine myself doing to you while you prattled on about your course work. I suppose I don't have to imagine anymore do I?"

The Professor sipped his tea calmly once more while Holly looked on, speechless.

"Now, we are going to have to think about the practicalities of our new arrangement. I don't want you messing up my life by your endlessly malleable sluttiness causing me to become careless, so let's make some ground rules now. Holly, you will continue to work so as not to arouse suspicions, but your private life is gone now. You will use your wages to rent a room in a hotel near my office, which I will send you the details for later. That room will be your new home. You will head straight there from work every evening and remain there until you are due to return to your office. You will turn down all social invitations. If anyone asks why, you will say you and I are working on a research project together and it needs your full attention. Over time, we will find ways for you to lose all contact with everyone else in your life and extract you from your job. Perhaps we will say you moved abroad, or perhaps this power I have can erase you from people's memories. It might be that we can make it so nobody else can even see or hear you, we will find out as we explore my new powers. But, whatever the specifics, you will exist only for my personal pleasure, alone in your sordid little hotel room unless I'm there with you. I will be your everything. You will be mine, completely. You will no longer age physically and cannot harm either yourself or me. I am not going to command you to enjoy the things I am going to do to you - some of the most disgusting, sordid, undignified things I can think of, and I have a brilliant and creative mind that has been sex starved for years and is just waiting to be unleashed. If the things I do make you feel sick to your stomach, make you hate me, make you hate yourself, then good. I want all of your reactions to whatever happens to be quite natural and authentic. You will remember everything I do to you, but never be able to speak of it to anyone. You are no longer a person, but my personal fuck toy. Nothing more. Do you understand?"

"Yes, my Lord"

Holly's head was spinning. She just wanted to get up and try and run away from this nightmare, but she knew there was no point. What kind of a sick mind did this guy have without her even realising? How did he come up with all of that so quickly, just moments after hearing about her curse? How had she misjudged this so badly? And was he really going to do all of those unspeakable things to her like he had threatened?

"You had better get yourself back to work hadn't you?" Professor Jarvis told Holly in a friendly tone, like nothing was amiss "I will see you this evening. Oh, and don't worry, I've still got the bill!"