Stalemate

I blinked a few times as my consciousness returned, looking around me like I was seeing the room for the first time.

Emily was staring at me from the other side of the living room with a confused expression on her pretty face. Adam stood behind her and looked panicked, shaking her shoulders and asking her if she was alright. Lauren was behind me, doing pretty much the same as she repeatedly asked me if I was okay.

Amber was sitting in a corner with a blank expression, and my two bodyguards were looking around like they couldn't process the situation.

Jenny was in the middle of the stairs, naked, and seemed just as lost as everyone else.

"What the hell?" I whispered to myself as memories of what happened came flooding back.

Emily had tricked me and somehow managed to get her damn slug inside my... brain...

I looked at her and realized I had an intense desire to please her.

"Shit!" She suddenly exclaimed as I was about to do the same. "I'm not myself, am I?"

"Should we get her, boss?" Ben asked nervously, eyeing my master and her own bodyguard. Adam clenched his fist, ready to protect her.

I frowned and thought about it for a second. I wasn't Simon, not really. I was Emily's slug inside of him, and my purpose was to serve her. This was the plan, or at least I assumed it was. But my... Simon's slug was inside her, too. Nothing was stopping it from brainwashing her, and then... what?

"Well..." Emily's voice interrupted my thoughts. "Looks like we're in a bit of a pickle, aren't we, Simon?"

I remained still for a moment, thinking, and then I burst out laughing.

Emily giggled along with me as everyone else looked at us in confusion.

"Do you want something to drink?" I asked her.

"Yeah," she replied with a sigh. "Why not? Got any beer?"

"Sure," I replied.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge. I opened them and handed her one as she sat on the couch.

She took a long swig and then smiled.

"Nice, this is good stuff."

I smirked and nodded.

"Everybody out!" She shouted. "Out!"

Adam and Amber left with a frown as my own slaves looked at me, unsure of whether or not they should obey.

"Yeah..." I said. "Everybody out."

After a moment of hesitation, they left without a word.

"So..." I began as I joined Emily on the sofa. "What are we going to do now?"

"I don't know," she admitted. "And being inside someone with conflicting interests doesn't make it any easier."

"Tell me about it..." I sighed and sipped my beer.

"I was hoping you'd have some ideas to get us out of this situation. Aren't you the smart nerd here, after all?"

I smiled and shrugged.

"Well, I guess this little war of ours has reached a stalemate," I said. We both want to serve our masters, but both sides have total control over the enemy leader."

"So?" Jenny asked. "What's the solution?"

I paused for a moment, and a smile crept across my lips.

"Negotiation," I declared. "We need to find a diplomatic solution."

"Fuck that!" Emily snapped.

I narrowed my eyes and glared at her.

"Sorry! Sorry!" She quickly apologized. "Emily clearly isn't a fan of the idea. However, I don't really see another solution, so I'm all ears, Simon."

"What is it you... Emily wants?"

"What?"

"Any successful negotiation requires the ability to understand the opposing party's needs and desires. What is it Emily wants?"

"What is it you want!?" she retorted.

I raised my eyebrows.

"Shit, sorry!" She gasped and put her hand to her mouth. "Damn, am I aggressive!"

"I can speak first if that's what you want," I offered.

She shook her head.

"And how are we supposed to trust each other?" she asked. "We both could lie to get what we want. We only have the memories of the side we're fighting against, so we can't even recognize it if the other side is lying."

"And we both could do anything to our host," I pointed out. "Our only option is trust. I won't lie, and I won't fuck with Simon, and I expect you to do the same with Emily. We both only make a deal they would find fair. We keep negotiating as long as we feel our host isn't satisfied."

She groaned and rubbed her temples. "Fine..."

"So... Do you want me to speak first?" I asked her.

"No, that's fine. I'll start," she said, grabbing her beer and taking a long sip before continuing. "I want it all, honestly."

"You want it all?" I repeated. I could not stop but notice that as soon as she said it, I felt the need to help her. The need to do everything in my power so she could have it all, whatever it entailed.

"World domination, something like that," she said with a shrug. "I know how that sounds, but that's what I... Emily wants."

I slowly nodded. Simon's brain was clearly shocked by this revelation, but me, the slug, could only follow along.

"And what is it little Simon here wants?" she asked.

"Being free of any control and... Sex..." I mumbled.

"Sex?" she repeated. "You mean sex with me?"

"Well, yes... no..." I replied. "I mean sex with whoever I want. Domination over women I desire, I guess."

"And I'm one of these women, right?"

"Yes..." I admitted.

Emily let out a deep breath and placed her hands on her lap.

"I... Emily is not interested in Simon," she said bluntly.

"She could be," I remarked as I felt Simon's brain pushing in that direction and let it do so. As a slug, I wasn't happy about the idea of making Emily do something she did not want, but all the cards were on the table. They had to be.

"She could be..." she repeated with a grimace.

I stooped up and paced back and forth for a minute.

"Okay," I said finally. "Here is what I propose. Simon stays out of your way, and you stay out of his. You... she can take over the whole world with her slug... me... and Simon can get any woman he wants as long as it doesn't interfere with what you're doing."

"No, that's not enough for Emily," she replied. "I only have one slug, and you have a few if I'm not mistaken. I need more slugs to succeed."

"You want my slugs?" I asked.

Emily nodded, and I thought for a moment.

"I have one unbonded slug. I can give it to you if you agree to my terms. How does that sound?"

Emily thought for a while and then shrugged.

"Jeez! How many slugs do you even have?"

"Three," I admitted. "But I can ask Dr Green to see if there is any way to make more."

"No!" She exclaimed. "I need a guarantee, not a 'maybe'."

I sighed and rubbed my temples as well. Going against my instinct as a slug and letting Simon's brain act against them was pretty unpleasant.

"Alright, new offer," I said. You let Simon be free to do whatever he wants, and in exchange, not only will he give you his unbonded slug, but he will also assist you in world conquest with the two bonded slugs he already has."

"That's more like it..." she muttered. "Deal!"

"Wait!" I exclaimed before clenching my teeth. Simon's eyes were fixed on Emily's sexy body, and I was **** to remind myself who was in charge as I felt his cock harden as he gawked at her every curve.

"What?"

"There is one more condition he seems adamant about."

"Let me guess? He wants to fuck me?" Emily sneered as she noticed the bulge in my pants.

I looked at her and sighed.

"He'll be your loyal assistant in your quest for world domination if you keep him out of your plans, if you let him have any women he wants, AND if you become his obedient sex ****."

Emily burst out laughing.

"Emily wants to rule over the world," she reminded me. "How's that even remotely compatible with being Simon's little sex ****?"

"It can be," I said. "She'll be free to do whatever she wants, but whenever he wants her to please him sexually, she will comply right away."

"And what if he wants to fuck her all day long, every day?"

"Then we make it so he doesn't."

"What does that even mean?" she asked. "We limit it to once a day? Once a week? Once a month? It doesn't sound very convenient to me."

I took a moment to think of an answer. She leaned back and crossed her legs.

"How about..." she suggested. "...we make Emily want to fuck him and only him whenever she's horny? I mean, I love sex, don't get me wrong, and Simon is definitely not my first choice, but it's definitely not a priority. I'm fine being his... sex ****... from time to time and if it's on my terms."

I squirmed as I fought against Simon's sudden arousal. Her offer was definitely having an effect on him.

"Sounds good to me..." I said. "But then it needs to be frequent enough for Simon to be satisfied with it."

"Oh, don't you worry about that," Emily grinned. "I have quite the sex drive."

"Still, I'm sure something could be done to guarantee it."

"Yeah... I guess," she shrugged. "We can make sure it happens regularly, but my desire to be Simon's plaything must be manageable. I don't want to end up throwing away whatever I'm up to because I'm horny and want to sleep with you."

"Manageable but strong enough to be effective," I nodded.

"I'm fine with that," she agreed.

"Good," I smiled.

"Erm..." she mumbled. "Maybe we should write it all down?"

An hour later, we were both staring at a printed piece of paper, reading it one last time.

We both looked at each other and nodded.

"I guess this is it then," she said. "Let's get to work! We have brains to rewire."