Lisa Wong

Author Note. I decided it would be fun to dive into Lisa's POV for a moment. To give more context to her since I plan for her to become a more notable character in the future

Lisa's POV

Samuel ended up walking me to my dorm room. I kind of already missed him if I was being honest. It was weird I know. He manipulated me against my will in a "game" for nearly 7 months. It took everything I had to emerge victorious. At times I felt like my mind was going to break, but I survived. I realize I changed. For one in the beginning I was scared, and I wanted Samuel to stop, but now? I almost missed it. Definitely almost. I liked being able to move as I wanted to.

I entered m room and climbed onto my chair. My bare feet just hanging off it as I crouched and thought about everything. On a logical level, I knew I must be suffering from PTSD and likely stockholm syndrome. Logically I should seek therapy but it just felt.... felt so... boring.

I don't know when I changed, not exactly, but somewhere in the game. I stopped being afraid. I started to enjoy it. The thrill, the rush. Through the fire, Samuel had burned away all my fear, all my anxiety and all that was left was the new me. School couldn't compete, life couldn't compete. Everything seem, dull and muted by contrast.

I was interrupted by Sarah coming in. We were both third years and we shared a dorm room. She had a guy with her, which was strange. Sarah was a lesbian. I noticed the body language, fear.

"Lisa, can you give me the dorm tonight," she said, her voice shacking.

"No," I said.

They both seemed startled.

I got up and took my top off. "I wish to compete with you for this man's affection," I said.

"Lisa, no I-"

"Now now, I can share," he said taking a drink from his flask.

"No," I said. "I wish to show you how good I am first," I said approaching the man. I reached for his zipper and he let go of Sarah as I did. I placed his dick in my mouth and began sucking. I noticed his body tense and relax. The moment he did I took the switch blade from his pocket. Opening it I placed it against him. "Explain to me, why a lesbian brought a drunk elderly man into our room. Be specific, your life hangs in the balance."

"I.... That's not what she told me," he mumbled.

"Such a pitiful answer." Sarah was just screaming. Good, she would be enough to draw attention. "Sarah, ping security, when they arrive. Tell them he tried to **** us both."

She nodded and scrambled for her phone and ran out the door. Good. She didn't need to see the next part.

I began sucking him again. I did so quicky snd efficiently. Making sure he didn't move or else I was going to stab him.

"What kind of crazy bitch... Uh shit. You weren't kidding. Your kind of," H e was interrupted by the moan as he came.

I backed off and made sure he got it all over my face. As the security was getting close. I got up and ran towards them and began to cry.

The cops arrived and I was taken to the hospital but it didn't take long. My story was much more sound then his.

By the time I made it back to my dorm. Sarah just hugged me.

"How did you know!" she asked.

What a strange question. Her lesbian is quite well known. "It thought it was obvious. Was it not obvious?"

"I can't believe you did that for me. What made you so ready for that. It's like you knew what to do before he arrived."

I smirked for a moment. "No. My strategy I developed upon his arrival. I have had very good lessons in many fields," I said. It was true. To be honest, the strategy needed to outsmart one random **** was nothing compared to a game of chess against Samuel. Even this left me utterly bored.

"You should be more careful!" Sarah said.

"What a strange conclusion," I said. "You were trying to get me out of the room. You planned to allow him to have his way. So why is it strange if you'd act for my benefit. I too would act for yours?"

"I guess, I can't argue with that," Sarah said.

"Plus, I like you Sarah. You are precious to me. I'd never allow such a puny person hurt you," I said. It was true, if someone wanted to harm Sarah, they would at least need the intelligence to match wits with me. And in that regard, tonight's candidate was far too weak.

Sarah hugged me again. I smiled. She smelled nice.