They hold one another just a little too long

Morgana stepped out of the bathroom with unshakable confidence blazing in her eyes, and a very shakable confidence quivering in her heart.

It was time for the performance of a lifetime from her. She had to convince everyone- especially herself- that she could do this. That she could be a dominant woman in the bedroom, that she could dominate a sexual dynamo like Carly and a living weapon like Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin. For Nick’s sake.

She could do it.

For Nick’s sake.

Morgana took a deep breath, exhaled, and raised her head. Her eyes met Nick’s.

For a second, Nick was stunned. He saw a whole new face in Morgana’s face for a second. Before he recognized her as the woman he knew.

He stood still, and let her have her moment. In just that glance, he had a good idea of everything Morgana was thinking. Everything she wanted from him. Right now, she wanted to be the one in charge. So, he would give her that.

Nick nodded faintly to her, and let her take control over the situation.

“OKAY!” Morgana belted out, a little shakier than she’d anticipated. “O-okay…”

It was a way to quell the room more than anything. Get everyone’s attention in a hurry. Her eyes flickered from person to person, and she started to tremble. But she was determined to see this through. She needed to see this through.

“I’m… I’m in charge here!” Morgana said, determined. Even if her hands were shaking. “So you all are going to do what I say!”

She turned her gaze towards Nick for a second. “I’m the only one who… who can s-satisfy N-Nick, after all, and knows what he likes…”

Carly had to keep herself from smiling in amusement. She knew that Morgana was trying to get into the role, and she didn’t want to ruin things for the trembling girl. If Morgana was going to develop properly as a sexual being, stumbling here could be a devastating setback that might set her back for a long time, and Carly didn’t want that.

No… Carly wanted to see the other girl smiling and satisfied, after having done everything she wanted to do. Even if it was awkward and clumsy. So, she decided before even setting foot in the Master’s Suite that whatever Morgana wanted, she would oblige her.

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin didn’t have the same considerate nature as the cosplayer, however. She smirked from ear to ear, passively amused by the half-hearted attempt on Morgana’s part to take command of the situation.

That was a problem. Morgana stared at the smirking assassin, and wondered how things were going to go from here. It was already past curfew- there was no way she could throw Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin out of the room now. No way to revoke the permission she had already granted.

But… that was fine.

Morgana didn’t want to fight a struggle for power right now. But if she had to, she would.

Mary could sense the tension in the room, and she didn’t like it. She bit her lip and glanced at Nick, not entirely sure what her role was supposed to be here, herself. She wasn’t going to join in on the sexual shenanigans, and even if she wanted to, she was concerned that her presence could have an adverse effect on Morgana- Morgana might be deferential to her as Nick’s wife in a way that she wouldn’t be towards the other two.

Holly was the only one totally comfortable with what was going on here. She didn’t even say a word, she just crept over to her cage and sat back to watch things unfold.

Mary thought that was pretty clever of her, to be honest.

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin’s blue eyes flashed dangerously. She smiled in challenge at Morgana, almost as if she was daring the other girl to make her follow her directions.

Morgana wasn’t going to back down to her.

“Nick,” she called over to him, not even glancing her way. She didn’t break her gaze with the assassin, not wanting to back down. Even though her knees were knocking.

“Y-yeah?” Nick was surprised by the forcefulness in Morgana’s voice.

“You should, um, get in that big armchair over there,” she said, waving in the general vicinity of the couch and chairs. “Turn it towards the bed. That’s where I want you watching from. …Oh, and, uh, pull it up, a little, if you have to, also.”

She was hesitant to have Nick be involved in this situation too much. In her dream, he was a completely passive observer. Morgana was pretty sure that her dream was telling her, then, that he should just be sitting on the sidelines and watching.

So, that was what she would have him do.

Nick nodded, and followed orders. Even though it was kind of strange for Morgana to be giving him orders when she was being dominant towards other girls for his benefit. But he didn’t question anything, he just pulled up the chair and sat down, and waited.

Morgana maintained her focus on the taunting assassin. She really wanted to wipe that smirk off Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin’s face, but when it came to violence, she wasn’t exactly the most capable person around. And if she asked Carly for help, well, that wasn’t exactly dominant either, was it?

She felt a little trapped, if she was being honest.

She urged her heart to stop pounding in her chest. That wouldn’t help anyone, getting scared and flustered like that!

“I’m in charge, here,” Morgana repeated herself, stepping closer to the assassin. “And I’m telling you that I want you to get on the bed.”

She pointed towards Nick’s bed with a demanding finger. Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin stuck out her tongue in response.

Carly held her breath. This was it. The crossroads. How would Morgana handle this obvious show of defiance from the bratty assassin? This was why I was a little apprehensive about having her join us, even though I said everyone was welcome, Carly thought, trying not to let her worries spoil the moment. I didn’t want to say anything so as not to ruin the vibe, but… that girl seems pretty hard to control.

She could step in and bail Morgana out, sure, but she wasn’t going to do that. It was up to Morgana to handle this.

“Um…” Morgana was floundering, though.

Come on, Morgana, Nick thought, looking at the goth girl. He could see the telltale signs of tremors beginning, and sensed that she’d start shaking not too long from now if she didn’t hold on and compose herself. That was really, really bad. He didn’t want her to end up in that situation if he could help things, he really didn’t.

But Morgana didn’t start shaking.

She stood her ground.

“You want to have sex with Nick, don’t you?” Morgana slowly walked around the assassin while keeping her eyes trained on her, forcing Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin to turn, if she wanted to hold their gaze and not shirk away. Soon enough, the two women were circling each other.

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin pinched her lips together tightly. It was obvious to everyone that she did.

“Well… tonight is MY night with Nick,” Morgana pointed out. “And he’s going to do whatever I say, because I’m the one in charge. Isn’t that right, Nick?”

For the first time, Morgana broke her eye contact with the assassin so she could turn and look at Nick. But it was oddly not an act of submission on her part- she actually seemed more confident as she did so, like she was in total control of the situation. Like she didn’t even need to look at the assassin. When her eyes landed on Nick, he was surprised by the gleam in her gaze.

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin scowled when she saw the shift, and a shadow crossed her face.

“Right, uh, th-that’s right,” Nick said, taking Morgana’s cue with a shaky nod. “I’m going to do whatever you say tonight, Morgana.”

Right now, she was the priority.

Morgana’s face was awash with relief for a second. Any attempt at confidence or dominance was gone in a moment as she let out a relieved sigh, before realizing her shortcoming and quickly putting up her confident visage again.

“…There, you see?” She said, turning to the assassin with a smile. “Nick is going to do whatever I tell him to do.”

She crossed her arms over her chest.

“That means, he’ll only have sex with the people I tell him to have sex with!” She finished.

Immediately, she regretted her choice of words. She could have gone even further with the dominance, but she’d hesitated!

“Err, what I meant to say is that he’ll only have sex with the good girls who do as they’re told,” Morgana hastily corrected herself. She put on her mean face.

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin didn’t know why the girl in front of her had followed her declaration with a petulant pout, but she didn’t really mind. She nodded slowly, and a sly smile passed her lips.

She surrendered. Morgana almost couldn’t believe it.

Holding up her hands, the assassin stepped back, and turned towards the bed.

“I-I did it?” She mumbled. “I won?”

Carly cleared her throat loudly.

“…Uh, I mean, th-that’s right!” Morgana declared. “Now you know who’s in charge! So… so, g-get on the bed!”

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin raised her eyebrow and looked at Morgana, giving her a “Are you kidding me right now?” sort of expression. Then she let out a silent huff of exasperation and shrugged, deciding it wasn’t worth fighting about. She climbed onto the bed, and stood on top of it with her shoes on.

Morgana’s jaw dropped.

“No, uh… t-take your shoes off!” She exclaimed, waving her hand hastily at the other woman. “That’s not what you should be doing!”

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin looked like she was enjoying herself now. Her malicious compliance was rattling Morgana just as she’d hoped it would. She kicked off one of her high-heeled leather boots, sending it flying across the room, then did the same with the other.

It almost hit Morgana in the head.

“Hey!” She screeched, glaring at the assassin. “Watch it!”

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin batted her eyelashes innocently.

“I knew this was a bad idea,” Nick mumbled under his breath. Morgana was trying to be dominant, but Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin was being a total brat. Either she was just trying to make the other girl’s life miserable, or she was trying to get Morgana to be proactive and take charge. Nick didn’t know for sure which one it was, but he was honestly concerned it could be the former.

If it was the latter, that would be what was best for everyone.

Morgana wasn’t going to back down, though. She was taking charge either way!

“Lie down on the bed,” she said, trying to sound authoritative. “On your stomach!”

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin raised her eyebrow in a challenge.

“I mean it!” Morgana approached the bed. “Right now, you have that transformation that makes you want to show off your butt, isn’t that right?” She reminded the assassin. “So, you should be happy! I’m giving you a chance to do just that!”

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin nodded slowly, getting the idea that Morgana was going for. A sly smile crossed her lips and she nodded slowly, dropping down onto her knees and turning her back towards Nick, wiggling her butt in his face in the process. She crossed her arms and rested her chin on them, luxuriating on the fine golden sheets.

Morgana let out a sigh of relief without thinking, just glad that the assassin was complying. That’s what she needed to see.

“Okay, um…”

Morgana turned her attention to Carly next. The cosplayer licked her lips in excitement. She wasn’t used to playing the submissive, but she had a lot of experience in going along with what her partners wanted. So, if Morgana wanted her to do as Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin had done, she would oblige without hesitation.

“So, how do you want me?” Carly purred, batting her eyelashes. “Face down, ass up, just like that little bundle of joy over there?” She asked, nodding her head towards Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin.

Morgana bit the inside of her cheek. It was a tempting offer, it really was. However, she had another idea about what she wanted from the cosplayer.

“No… that… that would be a waste,” Morgana said. Her eyes flickered over to Nick for a moment again, before she turned back to Carly. “Carly, your, um, your best feature, is, uh…”

“My eyes?” Carly batted her eyelashes again, pretending not to know what Morgana was talking about. She cradled her cheek. “Or, maybe it’s my lovely, luscious lips?”

Morgana blushed. Carly was the one trying to throw her off now, but she wouldn’t let her. “No, it’s, um, it’s obviously, your, your breasts,” she mumbled out. “Obviously…”

Carly nodded. “Oh, yes, of course,” she said, smirking. “Obviously.”

Morgana had an inkling that the other girl was making fun of her. But she couldn’t let Carly distract her right now.

“You should, uh, get-get into a position that best shows Nick your boobs,” Morgana said. “…Oh, but keep them covered!”

She didn’t want Nick seeing all the goods just yet. That would, um, ruin the surprise, or something.

…It definitely wasn’t because Morgana needed more time to get comfortable with her current situation as the one being dominant. Nope!

Carly could have fought like Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin did, but she knew better. The assassin could play the misbehaving brat, and in contrast, Carly would be the girl happy to comply with Morgana’s demands.

It worked out best for everybody that way if she was the submissive and eager one. And it wasn’t all that far from the truth, either.

Morgana was relieved to see that Carly was willing to obey her orders without any argument. The cosplayer sashayed over to the bed, wiggling her hips in just the right way to make the skirt of her maid costume dance around her legs.

Morgana could acknowledge- Carly really knew what she was doing here. She played sensual very well.

Carly threw herself onto the bed right next to Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin. But while the assassin had her head near the headboard, Carly turned the script around, and leaned forward on her elbows with her head propped up in the air, at the foot of the bed, while her feet rested on the pillows. By pushing up her torso, she let her breasts press down into the mattress, making them look even bigger than they actually were.

Morgana gulped. That… that worked pretty well, actually, she had to admit. Carly was doing a better job than she’d anticipated, even if that wasn’t exactly the position that she’d envisioned for her.

“Okay, um… g-good,” she said, acting as though this was exactly what she’d intended. “Now that we’ve got you two, um, in the right, uh, pl-places, uh…”

Her thoughts trailed off as she tried to think about what to do next. She squinted, trying to recall her dream. What had happened next…?

“…Ah!” Morgana blanched. “The riding crop, that-that’s right, that’s what I used to, um… uh…”

She looked around fretfully and realized her crucial mistake.

They didn’t have a riding crop. She’d never grabbed one today. There had been plenty of chances on their date to get one, but she’d been so focused on having a good time that she’d completely forgotten to!

She glanced desperately over to Nick for a moment, hoping that he might somehow be able to save her. Nick looked at her, stunned, and just shrugged. What was he supposed to do?

Morgana could have asked one of the faeries, maybe, if she’d thought of it, but no one was in a position to suggest it.

Mary felt incredibly uncomfortable as an awkward tension fell over the room. Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin looked like she was struggling not to laugh as Carly looked at Morgana in sympathy, and Morgana just looked heartbroken.

The poor girl...

“I… I can come up with something, um…” All the hard work Morgana had put in, doing her best to be confident and dominant for the last ten minutes, was all coming undone because she hadn’t thought to get handcuffs or chains or a riding crop or any other sorts of tools that one would normally use for dominating a sexual partner.

How could she be so careless and stupid!? Morgana felt like the biggest idiot in the entire world. She looked helplessly at Nick, and struggled not to burst into tears.

Nick felt terrible for her, too.

“I have an idea!” Holly piped up. Morgana nearly jumped out of her shoes. She quickly ran over to Holly’s cage, desperation in her eyes, and leaned down while Holly whispered what she should do into the flustered goth girl’s ear.

Morgana’s eyes widened. “Uh… w-will that work?” She asked.

Holly shrugged. “I mean, it’s better than nothing, right?” She pointed out.

Morgana couldn’t argue with that logic.

“I-I’ll be right back!” She blurted out, and scurried over to the kitchen without telling anyone what she was planning, leaving a room full of very confused people in her wake.

A second later, Morgana emerged from the kitchen, holding a very odd tool in her hands.

“Uh, what?” Carly squinted. “Is that a…?”

“Morgana!” Mary’s face turned bright red. “What are you doing with that?! That’s my spatula!”

Morgana looked almost as embarrassed as Mary did. She clutched the rubber-headed spatula tightly in her hands, and blushed.

“I… it’s basically the same thing,” she stammered out, holding up the spatula and wiggling the rubber tip. “It’s good enough! We’ll be using this instead! Because, um… it’s, uh, the perfect thing for handling cake, or, or, something like that!”

Carly nearly burst out laughing. What a thing to say!

Nick wasn’t so sure about this plan, but if Morgana was going to give it her all with that, he’d go along and support her to the best of his ability.

He just hoped that she could make it work somehow.