Jessica goes looking for Sam

Jessica was grateful that Kevin seemed to have gone quiet with the wishes, though her predicament and imagination of what Kevin had done to Sam made it impossible for her to focus on a single thing that Mrs Cooper said. By the end of class Jess had barely made a single note in her book and as she gathered her things to leave she was torn between her two most urgent problems – cleaning herself up again or finding Sam… and considering Kevin’s wish about no one noticing, the blonde begrudgingly knew which one could wait.

Stepping into the busy hallway, Jess set off in the direction of Sam’s locker, trying to ignore the swish, swish, swish of oiled slickness that she felt every time her bare thighs moved past each other. Without the extra layer of a bra, her nipples posed just as much of a distraction as they strained against the thin material of what was left of her top.

Fortunately when she reached Sam’s locker Jessica found the girl with her head buried inside it, rummaging for books. The blonde let out a quiet sigh of relief that, at first sight, Sam didn’t seem any different – her clothes were just the same, no unusual exotic silks or collars or chains… she just looked like normal Sam.

As she approached, the athletic redhead pulled her head out of the little space, giving Jess a smile and a wave as she fixed her bag. Jess smiled back but grabbed the girl by the arm and pulled her into an alcove between the lockers.

“Easy Jess, what’s wrong?” Sam laughed, glancing sideways at the other students walking by.

“Are you… like, okay?” Jess tried.

Sam frowned, “Uh… yeah? Why?”

Jess groaned, “Did you… uh… did you sleep with…” God, she knew Sam would hear ‘Kevin’ but it didn’t make it easier to say, “...did you sleep with Master?”

Jess recoiled in horror at the way Sam’s face lit up, “What, other than every night? Of course I did – we actually snuck out of class and fucked in the empty room right down there.”

“Ew… no… ew!” Jess groaned frantically, earning a scowl of insulted disbelief from Sam, “You’re not his sex ****!”

“Excuse me?” Sam folded her arms, “First… ‘Ew’? Really Jess? And second, I’m not his ‘sex ****’, don’t be gross… I’m his concubine. He owns me, yes, but I do more than just fucking him.”

Jessica’s eyes grew wider and she shook her head, “No… what? Sam! He can’t own you! Come on, please... you have to snap out of this, you and… oh god… you and Master?!”

The redhead pursed her lips, her eyes narrowing, “What’s wrong with you? You’ve never had a problem with Kevin before. He’s a good owner Jess, and his cock…”

“Oh my god!” Jess shrieked, not wanting to hear anymore, “…What about Chris?”

Sam frowned, “On the football team?”

“Y-yes! I thought you two…”

Sam scoffed, “What? I belong to Kevin. Everyone knows that, why would I want anything to do with Chris?”

Jess could only stare, her mouth agape.

“Is this about last night?” Sam offered quietly, “That I couldn’t come to your party?”

Jess shook her head, frowning, “What…? You were there!”

“Oh… okay, so you didn’t even notice,” Sam said, pursing her lips, “Fine, look, Jess… I’m sorry I couldn’t come to your birthday party. But you know I have duties. I have to attend to Kevin, and honestly I think he might actually let me have dinner with my parents tonight so I’m trying to be on my best behaviour to not mess that up…”

Jessica stepped back, horrified. It was like Sam was just a parrot for Kevin’s fantasy – she had to talk to him, she had to get her friend back!

“It’s… it’s fine… I’ll uh... maybe I’ll talk to Master? And see if he’ll let you, um, come over another day?” Jess offered, feeling under duress.

Sam smiled, “I’d really like that. I’ll talk to you after class okay? Or text me?”

The redhead started to walk away, leaving Jessica standing alone in stunned silence.

Not sure whether she wanted to find Kevin or avoid him, Jess knew the one thing she needed to take care of first was to clean up the trickles of wetness on her thighs – she definitely couldn’t confront him in the state she was in. And even if everyone else saw her micro-sized uniform as ‘normal’, the blonde felt particularly humiliated by the idea of Kevin seeing her in it again, knowing he saw it for the absurdly sexualised outfit it really was.

Stepping out of the alcove, Jessica rejoined the throngs of students moving in the halls, trying to navigate her way back to the girl’s bathroom before the next bell.

Though in her haste as she rounded a corner she stopped, biting her lip as she almost ran straight into…