Plan - Gain her trust

Author Notes: All other "Plan" chapters will eventually connect here. This is meant to be the main line, others will be treated as fantasies John was considering while trying to come up with a plan. Don't worry I'll still write more chapters and complete the fantasies eventually. We are all here for those juicy fantasies anyways. Also feel free to add on the fantasy chapters, just remember to link back to here.

My brain went into overdrive. There has to be an easy way of doing this. Clearly she is foolish enough to be easily brainwashed into doing my bidding. If the task was really impossible the troll would not have issued it. It is meant to help me after all. New ideas began to form in my mind. This was the first time in my life that I realized that I was born to be a supervillain. So many seemingly plausible idea formed into my mind. If my line of thinking was correct, I could finish this task today.

Me: 'Hey troll? Can you help with some magic?'

TB#3000: 'You are on your own.'

Shh, too sensitive. There goes most of what I had planned. Also what does complete dominance means? Make her my **** and get her to call me master? That does seem reasonable. She needs to be trained sub to be broken down with in 2 days. How likely is that? Hopefully this plan would work, here goes nothing.

Me: 'Hey Abby.'

Idiot: 'Is Abby finally catching on, though I don't mind "idiot" if my friends like that one better.'

This adorable fool. If I was not issued this task, she would probably still end up being sold. I bet she would even help count the money.

Me: 'Abby, they are not your friends. They mooch off you, call you names and don't care about your feelings. The rule is to not to put out on the first date. In fact usually, they say to wait till the third date.'

Abby: 'Really? Who are "they" and how did they manage to get a third date?'

What has the world come too, she's so hot, but the only thing I can think of, is to get rid of her. I'll not let her have her own thoughts after I am done with her. They seem to be too useless.

Me: '"They" are the wise ones. They give unsolicited advice to people and are always right.'

Abby: 'Wow, there are people who know everything? How do I meet them?'

Too dumb for her own good. I can't believe there is someone so gullible. Also, why do I keep picturing her in a cat collar. Oo, that would be nice, having my own adorable kitty.

Me: 'I can tell you, if you promise me that you can keep a secret.'

Abby: 'I can, I can.'

Me: 'Alright, only because you seem like a nice girl, I'll tell you. I am one of "them".'

Abby: 'Really?'

Me: 'Really.'

Abby: 'Is that how you knew that my friends call me "idiot".'

Me: '"Abby", that's how I knew that mean people, pretending to be your friends call you "idiot".'

She had a comical expression. Confused and enlightened at the same time. I think she was still trying to wrap her head around the load of new information that she had just received. Then she started crying.

FML.

Me: 'What happened?'

Abby, trying to form words and cry at the same time: 'Tha..ank..u...fo...'

Abby, trying again: 'Thank..you..for..ope...'

Abby, trying again: 'Thank you for opening my eyes to the truth. So, I never had friends!'

I though she would continue crying, but she proved me wrong. She just stood there, lost.

Time to go for the kill.

I stepped towards her, and before she could register what I as doing, I hugged her tightly, and whispered in her right ear.

Me, in a soft whisper: 'It's alright, I'll be your friend "Abby". In fact, I'll do one better, I'll take you on a second date, and a third one.'

Abby, after a few seconds of silence: 'What about the first date?'

I loosened my grip and pulled away slightly, before leaning back in and going for her lips. The kiss was a bit salty. Drops of tears had rolled down to her lips. But it felt really nice. She reciprocated the kiss and pulled us towards my bed.

Abby: 'Can I take my "fake friends' " advice one last time?'

I understood what she wanted. The huge boner that I was sporting also understood what she wanted. But alas, I had to cock block myself. What had the world come to! Can't even fuck a willing hottie.

Me: 'Abby, are you willing to trust me?'

Abby, immediately: 'Yes.'

Me: 'Then let's follow the ancient advice and wait for the third date.'

A bright smile, lit her face. Seems like she was lying when she said "Yes", not so stupid after all.

Abby: 'Then let's follow the ancient advice.'

Now I really had her trust.

We got off from the bed and exchanged phone numbers.(Yeah, people used to call, back in the day. Unbelievable, right?)

Me: 'I'll pick you up at 7:00, my treat.'

Abby: 'But where will be going to?'

Me: 'Surprise. Though I would suggest that you wear a little black dress.'

Abby: 'It's a date.'

Me: 'It's a date.'

We both started laughing.

Me: 'BTW, what happened to Whatshisname?'

Abby: 'I think there's note.'

I turned back an found that there really was note on my table. Was this chick really dumb, or just pretending?

The note read:

Hey John,
I was getting late for class, so had to leave this note. The hot brunette on your bed (sorry) is someone I picked up at The Loft yesterday. And you said I had no game. Well, please get rid of her for me, I don't think there will be a second time. She's too much to handle.
-Jake

Ah so his name's Jake. I understood what he meant, tough luck bro, she ain't going anywhere, she's going to be my pet.

Me: 'So he went to class, well whatever. Don't you have to go to class as well?'

Abby: 'Oh shoot, I forgot, thanks for reminding me. See you later.'

With that she ran out of me room.

Time for me to leave as well. I'll not be missing class after all :)