Jason flaunts his power.

A Cheshire grin formed on Jason's face, making Eliza look at him with unease. "Oh, don't look at me like that. You would do the same thing in my position, wouldn't you?" Eliza looked at him and opened her mouth to speak, but then closed it, unsure of what the answer might be. Jason frowned, and then cleared his voice. "Answer my question, truthfully." He commanded her.

"I would." The words escaped out her mouth. Shit, she had a feeling that's how she would answer.

"As I thought, you're no better than me." Eliza's look of unease came back to her face, which Jason took notice of. "Oh come on, I've known you for how many years now? You said so yourself you trust me with your life, did that change?"

"No..." She muttered, not sure if it was the necklace forcing her to answer or not. It was true, Eliza has known him for as long as she could remember, dating back to grade school. He was always super nice to everyone, especially her. He wouldn't do anything malicious to her...right?

"Look, you're stuck with that thing for now. Who knows when we'll find a way to get it off of you. Until then we can have a little fun with it, it'd be a waste not to."

"What's your definition of fun?" Eliza looked at him, her eyes slightly narrowed. Jason smiled in response.

"I don't know, something like this. Sit." He commanded. Eliza did as instructed, plopping on the ground cross legged. "Good girl."

"Really? Am I a dog to you?" She raised an eyebrow. Was this really what he had in mind? Making her make a fool of herself?

"You could be if I wanted you to be. Roll over." Eliza sprawled out onto her back, rolling back and forth for a moment. She could feel the embarrassment welling up inside of her as she did so. Once finished with the command, she leaned up on her elbows.

"You're such a fucking child." Though a smirk did **** itself to her lips. It was Jason she was talking to, she's surprised she'd think he do anything else than make fun of her. It's all he ever did in the first place.

"Good Girl. Come." Eliza rolled her eyes.

"Jesus Christ, could you lay off-" Eliza was interrupted by her own body. Her heart seemed to skip a beat as her crotch began to contract. Wait, that's not what he meant! Though it wasn't as if her body was looking for her input, continuing to build up the sensation. She felt her knees tremble as her inner walls began to collapse in on themselves, spazzing out in ever stronger contractions. Her breathing quickened and became heavy, Eliza doing her best to hide what was really going on, but failing miserably. Jason looked at her confused, before realizing just what was happening.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Eliza wanted to say something, she wanted to yell at him, but she couldn't. When she opened her mouth, instead of words an erotic moan escaped her lips. She couldn't believe this was happening, in front of Jason of all people. Her strength left her as her body decided it was time, Eliza's falling to the ground as her elbows gave out. One hand shot to her groin while the other covered her mouth, both doing so in a **** attempt to stop what was going to happen next. She could feel the walls of her pussy begin to quake with orgasmic tremors, the pleasure jolting through her body. It tried to clamp down on the nonexistent object inside of her, but upon finding nothing, decided it was a good idea to collapse in on itself. Eliza's hips began to shake uncontrollably, her legs forcing themselves shut as hips bounced on the ground. Through her mouth escaped muffled cries of euphoria, Eliza unable to keep quiet under the frenzy of contractions. The orgasm lasted for much longer than it should have considering there was no outside stimulation. Was this because Jason was watching?

After what felt like hours to Eliza, she felt the tremors in her body begin to subside. She laid on the ground panting heavily, an arm draped over her eyes in a feeble attempt to conceal her shame. Euphoria washed over her as her body trembled, orgasmic aftershocks still ravaging her crotch. Her mind was completely blank, unable to think of anything except pure, pleasurable bliss. She was jolted back to reality as Jason began profusely apologizing.

"I'm...I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen. I was just goofing around." Jason spewed out like a machine, genuine concern in his voice.

"You're a bastard, you know that?" Eliza managed through pants, forcing herself into a sitting position.

"You're not mad, are you?"

"Of course I'm mad...kinda." Eliza admitted, mumbling the last part. “You probably could have stopped that, you know?” Jason stared at her blankly for a moment.

“Huh...I guess you’re probably right. I didn’t think about that.” Eliza rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, sure.” She said, a heavy sarcasm in her voice. "You were just enjoying the view, weren't you?" As much as she wanted to, she couldn’t really stay angry. She's known the guy for too long to stay mad at. That didn't stop her from feeling embarrassed about it though, knowing her cheeks must be a bright red right now. She had shown him such an intimate side of her, when she was at her most ****. He watched as she was getting lost in pleasure, he saw her shameless expression as her body spasmed in ecstasy, he heard her lewd moans as she lost control of her senses. Just thinking about it was...turning her on. Am...am I a pervert?

“So...um...how was it?” Eliza raised an eyebrow.

“Look, I said I wasn’t super mad at you. I didn’t say I wanted to talk about it.”

"Hey, I'm just curious. It looked like you were enjoying it." Jason paused, a sly grin appearing in his lips. "You know, I could just tell you to cum again if you don't tell me." Eliza was pretty sure it was an empty threat, but she couldn't risk it if it wasn't, her body couldn't take another dose of that.

"Ok, fine...fine." Eliza looked at the ground, her face somehow becoming redder. She bit her lip before answering. "Of course I enjoyed it, I fucking came after all." She couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth, and this time it wasn't the necklace forcing her. It was her saying this, it may have been under threat, but she was still volunteering the information herself.

"See, now was that so hard?" Eliza's gaze shifted downward, unable to keep eye contact. Speaking of hard though, Eliza couldn't help but notice the bulge that was in Jason's pants. It was apparent that he had enjoyed the view as he watch her cum in front of him. But damn was it pitching a massive tent, she could only imagine how big it was...how good it would feel...how much she was craving it right now...Shit, looking at it was just getting her hornier. Jason took notice at Eliza's lack of focus and her curious line of sight.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Just how massive your bulge is." Her hand shot up as the words escaped her mouth.

"Oh, is that so? Jeez, you just came, are you still horny?"

"Yes. Wait...fuck." A smile curled onto his face.

"We could...have some fun if you like."

"I..." Eliza paused, feeling her crotch itch in anticipation. "Ok fine. You're just lucky I'm horny"

"Yeah, sure, whatever you say."