Uncertain Vengeance

While Riley was wanting to talk to Isabelle about his new discovery, he would find that he had no idea where she was. That was because she was currently at Goldridge campus looking to pull off one of her most daring attempts at manipulation yet. She had snuck her way into the football team's locker room while Chase and all his teammates were out on the field practicing.

Her heart pounded in her chest as Isabelle crept through the room to find the locker of the star player. This was nothing compared to what she had done to Riley but the possibility of being caught felt much more real. She moved quickly to Chase's locker, having learned the combination while eavesdropping on a conversation between him and Riley. It smelled like sweat and old gym socks but she was able to sift through the disorganized mess to find her prize relatively quickly.

His phone.

She pulled her laptop out of her bag and connected it to the phone. After a few clicks the upload had started.

You want to use Riley to explore your kinks. You are comfortable asking her to fulfill any sexual fantasy you can think of. You will encourage her to try more and more drastic ideas during sex. You also cannot control your own arousal when it comes to Riley. It doesn't matter where you are when it happens, if you get horny you will take Riley to the nearest spot so that she can help relieve you as soon as possible. You no longer care about the possibility of getting caught in public, that risk only makes it hotter. Fucking Riley in public places will become one of your favorite ways to have sex.

Isabelle glanced over her shoulder, fearful that someone might walk in at any moment. There was still half an hour left for practice but she still couldn't relax. This was the first time she had created a targeted subliminal track for someone other than Riley. Unlike Riley's subliminal messages, though, this one would sink in much faster. Chase was already obsessed with Riley so this nudge further shouldn't be met with very much resistance.

As the upload steadily finished up Isabelle imagined Riley's near future, allowing her thoughts to drift away from the fear of being caught. She could see it clearly, Riley getting fucked stupid in some public bathroom trying his best not to moan too loudly. If he wasn't already, it wouldn't be long before Riley became fully addicted to Chase's cock!

A few moments later the upload had completed, now weaving the subliminal message into ever song, call, or video on Chase's phone. Isabelle unplugged the phone from her laptop, stashed the device back where she found it, and hurried out of the locker room as fast as she could manage. The sound of her shoes against the floor was like thunder in her ears, she was certain someone would hear her. But as she got farther and farther from the locker room the worry and tension drained from her.

A minute later she was back at her car silently celebrating a successful mission. Isabelle's smile reached from ear to ear. She could still hardly believe just how well everything had turned out since she had decided to sculpt Riley into a submissive slut all those months ago. He used to be a gross, insensitive, asshole of a man but now he had blossomed into a flirty, girly bimbo. He was even showing himself off on the internet like some prize whore all while loving every second of it!

...

That thought caused Isabelle to pause for a moment. He was loving it. She had never thought about it that way. Everything she had done to get back at Riley for treating her so poorly had inadvertently made him happier. Her **** plan may have made Riley into a polite feminine little thing that filled her pockets with his hard earned cash but it didn't actually torment him in the way she had originally imagined when she first started her plan. Ironically, there was no humiliation for her to savor like this.

But did her **** even matter anymore? She had proven that her knowledge of hypnosis could bring about real results, that her studies had true value. Riley had long since become gentle and sweet, a far cry from the brutish jerk he started out as. The person Isabelle wanted to punish technically didn't exist anymore, and if she decided to follow through with her vengeance she would have to bring him back in some way.

Was doing that worth it? She would risk losing the free ride through life that Riley had become for her. As things were she might not even need to work a day in her life if she continued to leech off of his success. Not to mention that bringing back parts of Riley meant risking that he might expose her schemes. She wasn't sure just how bad things would get for her if Riley managed to get the law involved but she was certain that prison would be inevitable...

For the first time in months Isabelle wasn't sure what she should do. She turned the key in the ignition and her car purred to life. She'd need to consider her options some more over the next little while. At the very least, there was no rush for her jump into a drastic decision that she may regret. She drove back home with a lot on her mind, but even her growing uncertainty couldn't put a damper on the fact that Chase and Riley's relationship was about to get a lot more intense.

Chase couldn't focus.

He was at the gym once again, his tunes blasting in his ears, but no matter how much he tried to get his mind off her he couldn't help but be distracted. It had only been a couple of day since he last saw Riley but she was all he could think about. Ever since he finished practice the day before he had been thinking about her.

Thinking about her body.

Thinking about what he would do with her next time he saw her.

He was so damn horny it was almost painful. With every thud of the beat in Chase's ears he could feel blood throbbing into his groin. He could barely do half of his regular reps with the state he was in. He was glad none of the guys from the team were there to see him. Not only was his performance curling weights plainly pathetic, he was also pretty certain that anyone who looked his way longer than a moment would be able to see his erection through his shorts. He had no idea what had gotten into him but he needed some relief, and soon!

As if on cue, Chase noticed a murmur spreading throughout the gym. He couldn't hear them thanks to his blaring music but he could see people whispering to each other and looking towards the door. He put down the weight, his set having already been ruined by his lack of focus, and he looked over his shoulder.

Riley.

She walked in as radiant as ever. She always looked beautiful whenever he saw her but for some reason today she looked even more entrancing. Despite the fact that the days were getting cooler she wore nothing more than a sports bra and some painted on micro shorts.

Chase's heart raced as he watched Riley, the world around her slowing to a crawl. He didn't think he could get any harder but he could feel himself stiffen even further at the sight of her. He didn't even realize when he had stood up and started walking towards her, it was like he was on auto pilot. A mere moment later he had wiped all thoughts of working out from his mind. The only thing he needed to think about was Riley.

About her body and what he would do with it.

In that moment, nothing and no one else mattered.