Pancakes

Abigail felt dirty at the table, plus she couldn't help but feel like everybody around her was acting strange. Her mom seemed to be eyeing up her dad the second Abigail got close to them, plus Paige had been acting so strange since last night. She felt like she was doing something wrong. She shuffles uncomfortable in her seat, the thong Paige gave her riding up her butt, plus the thought of wearing somebody elses dirty panties just made her feel weird. She pushes her pancakes around on her plate, watching the syrup soak into them.

"Are you okay sweetie?" her mom asks.

When Abigail looks up at her she sees her arm is angled strangely towards your dads crotch. She cringes and looks back down at her pancakes, "yes mom I'm fine" she mutters, before cutting off a piece and chewing it slowly.

"I was thinking since we're in town for the month.. could I stay with you guys?" Paige suddenly blurts out, "sorry, I just, we had such a good time last night!" she continues, excitedly looking across at Abigail.

Abigail's mom smiles happily at the two girls, "Of course dear, we'd love to keep you."

"Isn't that great {Abigail}?" Paige asks, suddenly placing her hand on Abigail's thigh, squeezing it uncomfortably close to her vagina.

Abigail nods in response, before filling her mouth with more pancakes so she won't be expected to talk, she tries to ignore the fact that Paige's hand remains on her thigh, and the fact that her parents haven't even noticed. She finishes her breakfast quickly before excusing herself and locking herself in her bedroom. She begins crying again.

Time in Hell is different to anything you've experienced before, days can stretch on forever and weeks can pass by in a second. As you're watching Abigail's life pass by the most mundane thing seems to drag on forever, yet when nothing is happening time skips ahead to the next piece of action. As soon as Abigail's alone in her room crying time suddenly seems to fly by, and you find yourself watching her showering again, this time stood up straight she seems less upset. She rubs the rough side of a sponge up and down her body, soapy water cascading down her every inch. You notice oddly that she seems to avoid washing her cunt directly, you can't help wondering if she's ever even masturbated once in her life. Suddenly time jumps again, Abigail's in her back yard sat at a table, writing on some sheets of paper.

You realise suddenly that it's the next day already. whilst you're wondering what you missed last night, Paige appears behind Abigail and walks quickly to the table.

"Hey {Abigail}, that was a neat little trick making me sleep on the sofa." she says, grabbing her shoulders and rubbing them, causing Abigail to jump.

"Well.." Abigail begins, until Paige tightens her grip.

"I'm sleeping in your bed tonight, or the videos get put online." she says, suddenly leaning down to whisper in Abigail's ear, "and you're going to get me off, again. Okay?" she says, suddenly kissing Abigail's ear.

{Abigail} recoils in surprise but Paige's grip holds her in place. She nods her head weakly, unable to find her words.

"Stand up and turn around." Paige says suddenly letting go of her shoulders and standing back. Abigail does as she's told, wide-eyed she turns to face Paige.

"Pull your skirt down." she says, the wickedness apparent in her eyes. Do you see a little flame there?

"H-here? Outside? what if somebody sees.." Abigail replies, her voice barely a whisper.

Just get it over with and she'll leave you alone..

Your influence seems to be stronger than ever, Abigail doesn't even question her thoughts as she suddenly grabs the top of her skirt, hesitating for a moment before pulling them down. Paige frowns at Abigail, she's wearing a pair of plain white panties again. Paige suddenly reaches forward and pulls her skirt all the way off, before yanking her panties down as well.

"What did I tell you?" she says pointedly. Abigail stares at the floor, unable to believe she's so naked outside. Paige suddenly grabs her ass roughly, pulling Abigail towards her and glaring into her eyes, "go and put them on, now." she says, her voice controlling.

Abigail pushes past Paige on the verge of tears, she runs back into the house and upstairs and quickly finds the black thong that she'd thrown in her laundry basket, hoping the whole thong thing would be forgotten. She pulls it onto her naked body as she continues sobbing, Paige stands in the doorway holding her skirt, but instead of handing it back to Abigail she drops it in the bin.

"Your mom gets home at 6. You can put your skirt back on at 5:45, no earlier. Understand?" she says, before walking out of the room before Abigail can reply.

As Paige ruins Abigail's life more, you feel yourself growing more and more powerful, and that power seems to be corrupting Paige even further, your power growing perpetually.