A simple request

Vanny continued for a bit scooping up the globs of Elm's cum left on her until all that was left was the sticky residue. Finishing she sighed to herself pleasantly and heaved herself over to Elm's chest. She cuddled up right next to him and they laid there for a time. Despite what had happened, Elm found this image of her cute. Her content smile and closed eyes as she cooed to herself softly. Still, there was one thing.

"Is that all," Elm asked flexing at the constraints still on his body to make a point. Mabey now she would let him out. She didn't move for a bit keeping a plastered smile on her face. Getting a better look at it, it was genuine but not the way you would normally have it, as if it was too genuine. Too happy. Too nice. This is the part where she is going to snap, isn't it? Well, it was definitely a way to go. Not in the top ten ways he predicted it, but surprisingly it was in the top fifty. Excluding the psycho rabbit girl from a video game.

"No," she said cutting Elm off from his thoughts. She then rolled her body over so that she was laying right on top of him. It wasn't too bad, she wasn't that heavy as her body naturally squished against his. He could also feel her wet snatch rubbing against his flaccid but rapidly hardening cock. She put both of her hands on her cheeks to keep her head upright and smugly smiled down at him. "I have something else with us in mind."

"However," she continued shifting her weight so that she wasn't squishing down on his dick. "I have a bit of a request on how that will be played out. You see, it's something that I've always wanted to do to that stuck-up bitch. Plus Master, it will help you get more confident and assertive. You kind of suck right now, but that is okay. You're nothing more than a wet sponge. Well, I wouldn't say sponge." She chuckled to herself looking down at him.

"You were saying," Elm asked hoping this could be over quickly.

"Right, right. Sorry, I don't usually have this much control over anything. It's just so nice to speak my mind," she explained rearing the conversation back to where it should have been going. "So what I want you to do is to just take Vanessa. Oh, she'll try and resist, I'll make sure of it. It'll show her and I get to see her struggle for all she is worth." Vanny chuckled softly to herself.

"Wait, what do you want me to do," Elm asked a bit concerned about what he might have just heard. There was no way he was doing what he thought she was implying. Though maybe he had just heard her wrong.

"I want you to **** her," she said whining at him. "Though it really isn't that if you think about it. I am allowing it and I am her more or less. Just think of it more as roleplay than anything if it helps your morals or whatever." She spouted out morals like it was a hot ember on the tip of her tongue.

"What if I still say no," Elm asked. He knew how this mind-sharing worked, and even if he didn't he wouldn't feel good about it. Despite what he had been doing there were lines he would not cross in the slightest. That was one of them. Vanny smiled and roughly grabbed him by the neck with both of her hands.

"I'll just kill you then," she whispered into his ear as started to gasp for air from a closed-off pipe. A chord of fear rang throughout his body and he violently started to try and shake her off. Unfortunately, he was still restrained. "I do like you and want to follow you. I mean you wanted me and that counts for a lot. But I have other options too. Kay?" Elm nodded meekly. Vanny smiled down at him and kissed him on the forehead while letting go of his neck.

"Don't worry. After this I'll help you out here," she reassured him and rolled off the bed, falling onto the floor. She zipped up to her feet and reassumed her costume before grabbing the knife to free one of his limbs from the ropes. She began skipping out of the room humming to herself leaving Elm to chew on what had been just directed to him.

Well so much for the built-in security that Zelda told me about Elm thought to himself getting his other arm free. Am I really going to follow her direction? He pondered on the predicament he was now in. He was technically legally allowed to just take Vanessa and **** himself into her. Of course, he wouldn't do that. But he felt a major weight on the threat that Vanny made him and something was telling him that she wouldn't hesitate either. Mabey there was another way around this. This RealDreams company has to have some help for something like this. Wait, where was his phone?