With a wish

Hana's eyes went wide and her body tensed. Her whole body shook and it seemed equally likely that she would either slap Jessica or start crying. Instead, she took a deep breath through her nose and visibly relaxed, a calculating grin taking shape on her soft lips. With a dark glint in her eyes, the alternative girl wished, “I wish you have to show Kevin and I the respect we deserve as your master and mistress, to show us gratitude and defer to us.”

Kevin had once heard that fights between women were crueler and more vicious than those between men, and decided that there was definitely some truth in that particular generalization. He was shaken by the animosity between the two girls and hurried to echo his girlfriend's wish before things escalated any further. Just as Jessica's eyes flared and she opened her mouth to reply, he verbally wished, “I wish Jessica has to show Hana and I respect as her mistress and master, regardless of wishes to act like her old self, and that she has to show deference to us and gratitude for anything we do.”

Jessica froze in place. Her mouth hung open as her look of indignant outrage was quickly melted away into one of contented bliss by Kevin's wish and a small moan escaped her open lips. When the pleasure passed, her eyes quickly grew wide, panic and guilt flashing across her face as her gaze refocused on Hana. Tripping over her words, the blonde hurriedly assured the other girl, “I-I'm sorry, Mistress. I don't know what came over me. I'll be a good pet and grant all your wishes, a-and help you and Master however I can at school. I promise. Please forgive me.”

Looking up at her former tormentor from where she was sitting at the breakfast table, Hana narrowed her eyes in thought. The blue-haired teen's lips slowly turned up into a cruel smile and she calmly replied, “You've been a very bad girl, pet. You're going to have to prove you're sorry. Why don't you start by getting down on your knees and licking my boots?”

The young genie's face lit up with relief and she submissively answered, “Yes, Mistress. Of course. Thank you.” The perfect cheer captain of Eastlake High then promptly dropped to her hands and knees like an animal and began eagerly running the tongue that so many young men dreamed about over one of the alternative outcast’s boots.

There was a genuine smile on Hana's face as she looked down and took in her former tormenter lapping at her boot. Letting out an amused laugh, she reached down and stroked the genie's bouncy blonde hair as she worked. Scratching the cheerleader behind the ear like a dog, she said, “Good girl. That's right, just like that.”

Jessica leaned into the affectionate touch as she continued dutifully serving the girl she used to bully. Switching to the other boot, she managed to let out a muffled, “Thank you, Mistress.”

Kevin had very mixed feelings about the scene unfolding in front of him. It was more than a little unsettling to see someone subjugated like that, treated like an animal. Jessica deserved it after everything she'd done, especially to Hana, but the Jessica currently licking Hana's footwear wasn't exactly the same one that had tormented him or his girlfriend, regardless of her simulated personality. What really unsettled him though was how much it was turning him on. The power-play was definitely hot, but he also couldn't help but imagine his girlfriend stroking Jessica's hair and telling her ‘just like that’ as the kneeling teen ran her tongue over a decidedly more intimate part of the other's anatomy.

“Enjoying the show?” Hana asked, grinning at her boyfriend as she broke him from his thoughts. Before Kevin could ask how she knew what he'd been thinking, she playfully answered, “It's written all over your face, you pervert. Maybe we can play with our pet later, if you're good. For now, let's get to school. I don't want you worn out for your surprise.” With that, she pushed her chair back, looked down, and said, “You can stop, pet. Stand up and go get the car ready.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Jessica replied dutifully from below the table, ceasing her literal boot licking and standing up. Walking over to Kevin, she held out her hand and asked, “May I please have the keys, Master?”

“Um, sure. Go get the car warmed up,” he said absentmindedly as he stood up, pulled his keys out of his pocket, and handed them to the blonde. Adjusting his half-erect member—the size was great, but it made his jeans a tight fit—he thought about the implications of what his girlfriend had just said. ‘Maybe later’. Did that mean she was open to doing things with Jessica? Was she bi? And what did she mean about him being worn out for his surprise?

Before Kevin could muse further on the subject—likely making his pants even tighter—Hana stood up and walked over to him. His petite girlfriend placed her hands on his arm and stood up on her toes to place a kiss on his cheek, pressing her modest bust into him as she did. “Thanks, lover. I promise I'll make it up to you later,” she said with a smile that promised wonderful things, before practically skipping across the room to grab her jacket on her way out to the garage.