The Bystander

Olivia Hawkins breathed slowly in and out, cantering and grounding herself as she sat on the floor of her office. The work of a vice principle was never done, but Olivia had learned over her years of experience that starting the day with meditation would help her mind process and sort through the manifest problems of the day.

Coming in that morning, she’d already seen the messages left on her phone and several written complaints about the behaviours of some of the students. And as head of discipline it was part of her role to sort through the complaints and escalate them if need be. Most she was able to quickly deal with but the ones that had caused her to take the time for some extra meditation were the ones concerning Rose Carpenter and Josephine Murry. More complaints of inappropriate behaviour and bullying, including examples of language not appropriate in the school setting. Those complaints had gone in the shredder and the envelopes buried in pieces at the bottom of her bin. Olivia refused to be involved in what was going on between the trans students and her bully.

Something plucked at the edge of her awareness and in the moment where Olivia lost her focus, a wave of dizziness overtook her.

In a moment, rather than sitting on her yoga mat Olivia found herself standing in the same outfit she wore into work that morning, her black hair no longer in its customary ponytail but hanging freely. Looking around at the beautiful pine interior of the ski cabin, the wide windows showing the slopes of perfect snow outside, Olivia was started to see two students she recognised from her school and two other women she didn’t recognise. Trying to stay calm and mindful, Olivia took a moment to breath.

“A fascinating hallucination. I presume a gas leak of some sort has occurred and I am currently laying in hospital in a coma. Why have I started imaging two of my problem students then?”

Aurora’s face had taken on a distinctly neutral mask, glancing over to Rise for a moment who was staring with unabashed hatred at Olivia. Josephine grinned a little when she saw her and Delilah didn’t have much of a reaction apart from appreciating the older woman’s long legs. Aurora stared speaking, drawing Olivia’s attention.

“Welcome to the game show Harem Hotel: Served Cold. I am Aurora, the host for this season. You will be competing with five other contestants for the favour of the season Mistress Rose Carpenter and of course the entertainment of the audience. I’ll go over all the rules once everyone is here, but for now I’d like you to answer a few questions for us and the audience.”

Olivia’s eyes widened as the knowledge just appeared in her mind, she spluttered as she got to some of the later questions.

“No! I will not answer such…invasive questions about…”

A twist of Aurora’s wrist caused Olivia to be silenced for a few second before she started speaking in a slightly monotone voice.

“My name is Olivia Hawkins and I am thirty six years old, I am the vice principle at the school attended by the Mistress and am head of discipline. I have never even tried to deal with the dozens of complaints put in by Mistress Rose, her friends or family about the bullying Mistress Rose has undergone. I have never wished to get involved in such a sensitive topic in case it hurts my chances of career advancement. The last time I had sex was last night with my husband, but I was not satisfied as he once again failed to indulge my masochistic tendencies.”

Olivia: -1VP (Caused emotional distress to the Mistress.)

Olivia flushed a deep shade of scarlet as she finished speaking, looking mortified as she slapped a hand over her mouth, desperately wishing she could take back all those words.

Aurora once again glanced over to Rose, seeing the tears at the corners of the Mistresses eyes. She refrained from smiling at the satisfaction she felt, another lesser villain and a contestant to draw in the MILF loving audience was exactly what Aurora had been hoping for.

“I believe you’ve given a perfect introduction to yourself there Olivia. If you’d care to sit.”

Olivia felt her legs moving on their own, taking her to sit down next to Josephine. She could see the anger in Rose’s eyes and the obvious distaste coming from the dusky skinned other young woman who she’d never met. Josephine tried to catch here eye but Olivia was too mortified, knowing with a surety that surprised her that what Aurora had said was true, there was an audience watching.

Aurora twisted her wrist slightly as she performed the next summoning, this one much easier than Olivia.