Tests for Two

You swung the door open, to reveal a little redhead in yoga pants and a tank top with a perplexed look on her face and a little purple notebook in her hands. Her eyes widened as she took you in standing there in your boxers, but she turned her eyes to the side and held out the book to you. "Um...here?"

You automatically reached for the notebook, but paused. You cocked your head to the side, regarding her. "Hey; why are you bringing that to me?"

She blinked, still holding the notebook out towards you. "I...um."

She looked up to you for a moment, then her gaze flicked back down again. "You needed it. Uh. Right?"

Your eyebrow quirked. "Sort of..."

Reaching out, you took ahold of the notebook, and the girl - Amber, you remembered - spun and rushed to the door directly across the hall. You couldn't help your own gaze passing over her figure as she did; she was on the short side, but curvy in a nicely soft way. Smiling to yourself, you decided you could use another test subject. You called out to her before she managed to get her door open. "Hey, Amber - would you rather come in over here and hang out a while or freeze in place until I say you can move?"

She looked over her shoulder and frowned, heading back toward you. "I guess I'd rather come hang out."

You smiled, holding the door open for her. She shuffled past you, stopping inside and hovering nervously as she looked between you and Serena. Serena gave her a bashful little wave, making sure the sheets covered her from the waist down with her other hand.

Shutting the door, you rolled your eyes. "Okay, that's gonna get old real quick. Girls, would you rather you couldn't be embarrassed at all while we're hanging out together, or feel horniness instead of embarrassment from now on?"

They both turned toward you and blushed, but Serena answered quickly, "Just not feel embarrassed for now," and Amber nodded a second later.

Suddenly, they both looked much more relaxed, and Serena let go of her grip on the covers, letting them slip down her legs a little. Amber still looked nervous, though, and you realized that embarrassed or not, she was probably a little afraid of what you had planned, since she had to hang out for a while and didn't really know why. That made you feel a little guilty - she hadn't done anything, there was no reason to scare her more than you had to. You could just make her feel calm the same way you'd done to Serena when you first met, but you didn't want to repeat yourself. Plus, it would be good for your testing to keep trying new things.

For the moment, you figured you'd just start with a normal conversation. "Hey, Amber, I'm John."

She nodded to you, but her eyes were turning wary quickly, and you saw her fists ball up at her sides. "Hey. Look, I'm gonna hang out for a while, but can you at least put on some clothes or something? You're kinda freaking me out."

You shook your head, realizing you'd better take some precautions just in case. "Nah, I don't think so. Before we keep talking, though, would you rather you trusted me implicitly, or be unable to purposefully harm anyone in this room?"

She scowled, but her hands unclenched as she replied. "I'd rather not harm any of us."

That taken care of, you casually plopped back down in the chair you'd been in before. "Sure, works for me, just so long as you know that calling for help or calling 911 or whatever would probably end up harming me and Serena socially."

Rolling her eyes, she dragged the room's other chair a little further away from you and sat. "Right, yeah, that makes sense."

Interestingly, even her tone seemed lighter than it had a second ago. You bet that she was trying not to cause you emotional harm, though she wasn't exactly being pleasant, either. That was a weird effect; you couldn't help but wonder where the line was drawn for 'harm', but it probably didn't matter much.

Looking over both girls, you noticed Serena's hand moving slowly beneath the sheet, a languid smile on her face. Without the ability to feel embarrassed, she was obviously just quietly enjoying the control you were displaying over the whole situation. Heh, good for her. You turned your attention fully to Amber for the moment. "So, Amber. We're here to do some experiments that are a little bit weird, and for some of them I thought we could use another person. That's why I asked you to come hang for a bit, you're gonna help us out."

She nodded, almost robotically. It looked like she was restraining herself from a different reaction, like someone trying their best to be tactful in a stressful situation. "What experiments?"

You raised a hand. "Not so fast; I'll definitely let you in on that in a minute, but first I had some questions for you. Obviously, I need to make sure I've got the best answers I can, so would you rather you have to answer all my questions as completely and honestly as you can, or spank yourself hard every time you lie to me or fail to answer something I ask you?"

Amber frowned. "Um...those both sort of suck. I guess I'll be honest."

Serena giggled, and you both glanced over at her. Her wand was still slowly working below her waist, but she shook her head dismissively. "Just remembering that's kinda how we got started too."

You nodded to her with a smile. "Right, but this time I'm gonna try and get some more answers before I get too sidetracked."

"Mm, good luck with that," she murmured, laying back on her pillow and bringing her other hand up to massage her breast. She watched the two of you with half-lidded eyes as she kept up her gentle play, settling in a bit.

Chuckling, you turned back to Amber. "Okay, let's get started."