Leashed fury

Teresa didn't know how to respond. Her mind was going even more haywire than it already had.

"I- wait, I didn't agree-" a tired, feminine voice suddenly complained from the bedroom.

"Shut it," I said as I turned towards her. "You'll do as your master tells you. And what are you even complaining about? You'll get a free cunt-licking from this. Just sit your freshly-fucked body on the side of the bed... and wait."

She looked aghast at my words... but no more than what she was used to already.

I turned back to Teresa... hearing some shuffling of the sheets behind me. (ALEXA: +3SP) (+69SP)

Teresa still wasn't giving me any type of response.

Fine. I'll take a risk.

I was going to trust the trait's **** inhibitors. You know, the ones that said she wouldn't hurt anybody to show her devotion to me.

...I'd have to do that at some point anyway.

I pulled out both keys to the cuffs... And let her free.

CLICK! ...CLICK!

She fell to her knees from the stress of being hung by her hands for so long. As she rubbed her wrists... her soggy eyes stared daggers into mine. Though... not for long. I was still nude, and Little Jack was still standing in semi-chub, wet and dripping with cum. And it was hanging next to Teresa's face.

It pretty much stole her focus.

The bitch even tried to lay her finger on it. I kicked it away.

"What makes you think you have the right to touch it? A cunt that can't even listen to my orders? Don't you have a job to do first?"

Teresa glanced in Alexa's direction. The red-haired temptress was now sitting in the ordered position, legs wide, face blushing while exposing her messy pussy to us. She was clearly fighting the urge to cover it up.

Teresa looked up at me again. Somehow, she sounded and looked more subdued and sweet than she had all day. "I'm... I'm sorry... Jack. That I... I tried to... limit your freedom", she said in a quiet voice. "It was the wrong way... to... to do this. I- I understand it now."

She was gritting her teeth as she continued. "It was... It was... I deserved to be... To be punished like... The way you... you just made me... watch. I'm s-sorry. I know that now. But please. Please. Please send her away. Fast. I have these... These... really dark thoughts in my head now. And... And anytime I look at her... I'm not sure if I'm able to... stop myself... from doing something... really, really bad." she said, as her voice slowly turned ice cold.

Alexa's reaction was instant. Despite my orders, she rose up from the bed, quickly gathering the clothes laying all over the floor. But... this lassie was well-trained. All I had to was push my hand forward... and she understood that as a signal to stop. (ALEXA: +3SP) (+72SP)

"...Did I say you could leave? Get back on the bed," I told her.

"But-"

"I didn't ask for your input either. Babe. Shut the fuck up and sit back on the bed. Same position."

She twitched nervously, trying to will herself to leave... But the attempt was impotent. All she could do was sigh in an exaggeratedly worried tone, as she once again sat down and opened up her coochie to us. (ALEXA: +3SP) (+75SP)

All of a sudden... Teresa giggled. It was short, but sounded fucking crazy.

It gave my spine a chill.

I needed to correct that immediately.

I grabbed a handful of her hair and looked into her eyes.

"What's so funny, bitch?"

"N-nothing... It's just... This is all so... Insanely interesting. I mean it's horrifying, holy fuck... But it's also so fucking interesting..."

That glint in her eyes terrified me.

"Oh yeah? What's so interesting about this?" I asked, not sure I really wanted to know the answer.

"Well, I don't know... just the way everything happened today... I think you're actually testing me. You're testing my love. You... You're a sick fuck, aren't you? So sick... You did all this... You wanted me to get so... so enraged... that I just... s-strangle her, and prove that... I'm the only one for you? ...Right? Am I right?"

...jeez.

Her thinking was about as yandere as it could be.

Thankfully Alexa had been ordered too many times to sit there, otherwise I believe she would've bolted out of the room without bothering to put her clothes back on. I guess defying me was even scarier to her than what Teresa just let out her mouth.

But... This was as clear a case as it could be, right?

She was now talking about doing **** to another... in order to prove her devotion to me?

Unless the app was actually broken, this was exactly the thing she shouldn't be able to do.

...I'm guessing the app still didn't bar her from talking about it? Or threaten with it? Or thinking about it? It's just... she couldn't actually do it, right? I mean her body wouldn't allow her to... right?

...no matter from which angle I thought about this... there shouldn't be any loopholes here.

...

But... for future's sake... and to be absolutely certified that her trait wasn't broken or anything...

I sort of needed to... test this.

If things got out of hand, I would definitely intervene. But I needed to be sure.

Also... if I played this correctly... ...and the trait actually worked... this might help her humiliation in a big way.

I couldn't allow Alexa to hear what I was about to say, so I kneeled down and whispered in Teresa's ear.

"You know what? Go ahead. Do whatever you want with her. The thing is... I don't think you actually will. Wanna know why? Because deep inside.... Inside all that tough, crazy girl facade... you're just a scared, pathetic little bitch. And I know... I know you want me to take full control of your sad, lonely life. You're **** for me to do whatever the fuck I want to do with you, even if it means submitting to me completely. Even if it means humiliating yourself for my pleasure. Because you are nothing but a toy for me. A side-dish. A pair of tits and a cunt. Something to play with... not something to respect. And... if you harm Alexa, the love of my life, in any way... I'm done with you. Forever. I'll fire you from the magazine. I'll erase you from my life. We will never speak again."

I took a small break, making sure the information hit her with the proper impact.

"...But, if you're a good girl and actually clean my girlfriend properly... We might involve you in our games in the future as well. As a third wheel. Probably a cunt cleaner again. Maybe I'll even let you clean my cock some days as well, if you behave. But you need to accept that this is my girlfriend, and the only person I will ever love. You will watch us fuck countless times, wishing it was you... but it will never be you. This is the only way I can allow you to be close to me. Accept your role as the fluffer to our relationship... And maybe we can continue seeing each other like this."

I withdrew from Teresa... and, surprisingly, or unsurprisingly... she had nothing to say.

She just gave me a slack-jawed stare.

"Make your choice," I ordered her.

She inhaled deeply, and stood up.

She gave me a really mean, cold stare.

Then, she turned her undivided attention to Alexa. Just her intense stare made Alexa lean back in fright.

Teresa took three determined steps towards Alexa. That's all she needed to do to reach her.

The room really wasn't that big.

She stared at her in silence for a full fifteen seconds.

"...um... hi... just-" Alexa mumbled in terror.

"Shut up," Teresa interjected. "You... You f- fucking.... you... BITCH!!!" she shouted loudly.

I was almost ready to pull her off her... But Teresa wasn't putting her hands on her.

Something about the way Teresa was moving, all twitchy and shaking... I wondered...

Either she was trying everything she could to hold herself back... or... she was trying everything she could to actually strangle Alexa.

Her body just didn't obey her.

"I HATE YOU!!! YOU FUCKING WHORE!!! HOW DARE YOU STEAL HIM FROM ME!! YOU SLUT!!! YOU BITCH!!! YOU WHORE!!!!"

Teresa shouted like a madwoman, right in Alexa's face... But the only thing she was violating was her eardrums.

At this point, I was pretty sure Alexa was just too terrified to move, no matter what her previous orders were.

Teresa kept shouting profanities at her. I think she went through all the variations that the English language had for "whore" or "bitch". It was a non-stop verbal ****.

Her movements kept getting weirder and weirder. If I had to describe it... It looked like if you were trying to program a robot to strangle somebody. Her movements felt mechanical and incredibly odd.

Yeah, now I was pretty sure.

She was actually trying to strangle Alexa. Perhaps not to kill her, but at least damage her or scare her off me.

She actually made that choice. I'm guessing she decided she had a better chance to obtain me after she got rid of the competition, even if fired her and blocked her from my life. She would just **** her way back in.

But... she couldn't actually make that choice.

The whole awful five minutes that she kept yelling at Alexa... was her slowly coming to terms with that fact.

Her shouts turned weaker... Her insults turned lamer... Her ability to fight her own body was slowly disappearing.

And then it got quiet. Really quiet again.

She stared down Alexa. Not in defiance... but in defeat.

There was only one way she could rationalize this to herself.

She was so afraid of losing me... Her body wouldn't allow her to hurt Alexa.

There was only one choice she could make now.

She turned back to me, **** back tears.

"Please... Jack. Please. Something... else. Please. I... don't... I don't think I can..."

"Clean her cunt or leave. Nobody's holding you hostage."

That part was actually true.

She closed her eyes, and lowered her head in utter defeat. She let out a sad whine.

She got on her knees... right in front of Alexa's pussy. Still keeping her eyes closed.

Not good enough.

"I want your eyes open, Teresa. You need to see what you're doing down there," I said, making sure I also got a nice view of the scene.

"No, Jack... This is vile, disgusting, atrocious... I... I can't look at... it."

"Open your eyes and look into my girlfriend's beautiful cunt. Now."

She sighed deeply... unknowingly tickling Alexa's clit with her breath... And opened her eyes. (TERESA: +7SP) (-8SP)

There it was. The whole pink canal. In all its messy glory. Both of our juices still covering the walls, the lips, the pubes... some even leaving a nice wet trail all the way to her asshole.

Teresa didn't look too happy to see it.

"What's wrong?" I asked with a humorous tone. "I thought you appreciated my cum. I mean that's what you said yesterday."

"y-yeah, but..." Teresa didn't notice it again, but each word she made was another airflow into Alexa's cunt. The ginger model was starting to shiver. "t-that was my... our c-cum... that was s-special... this... this is tainted..."

"Well you're about to find out what tainted cum tastes like. Eat."

She gave me a last, pleading look... But even she knew that it was hopeless.

She was taking things painfully, teasingly slow... But eventually, her tongue made contact with Alexa's clit. (TERESA: +25SP) (+17SP)

Which caused Alexa to moan immediately.

Another lick.

Another moan.

Either Teresa was the world's best cunt licker... Or the excitement of the situation was really getting to Alexa.

To have the woman who just a minute ago absolutely slaughtered you with words... Now devoting herself to your pussy.

Alexa couldn't help but grab Teresa's hair and almost ride her face.

Easy now.

I wanted this to last a good while.

While Teresa **** her tongue deeper inside Alexa... I was mentally celebrating the avalanche of new submission points.

She was finally on the plus side. This was a huge achievement. Fucking exhausting work... But it paid off eventually.

That amount immediately guaranteed her orgasm lock. Perhaps even a new trait. And, if I my count was correct... I might even have a new perk.

But no fucking way was I going to check any of those now. I needed to direct this hard-fought lesbian show to its best conclusion.

"Oh yeah, Teresa... I won't consider her clean until she cums."

Which, thanks to the orgasm lock... Would take as long as I wanted it to take.