Amy Takes Charge

[MESSAGE TO THE READERS]

Over the past few months, I’ve been playing around with rendering images using 3d software. This is why I’ve not been writing very often. I’m hoping to get back into writing here as well as trying to merge the two areas. This is my first real attempt to use the rendered images along with the normal text.

I did what I could to make the “actors” in the images look like their original people, it’s up to you to judge if I got it right.

Please tell me if you like (or dislike) this concept. It takes more work, but I enjoy doing it.

Amy was gone only a few minutes when she opened the door and came in. Samantha, not sure what else to do, just stayed in the corner where she had been for days and waited. Although now awake, she felt she had to listen to what Amy told her even though she simply wanted to get away from this crazy place.

Amy was not sure her idea was the right thing to do, but after Max had done what he did, she felt the need to both protect herself and Ryan and expand Ryan’s influence.

Max had come into the store and clearly knew more about what was going on then he let on. He was clearly wanting to use whatever power she had for his own aims, but she figured it out and now she controls Max as well as these two. He doesn’t know she controls him which is how she wanted it.

“Olivia, Samantha, I think I know what we should do first”

The two parrotted “Sure, whatever you say”

“I’m going to tattoo my name on your arm, do you know what that means?” Amy asked.

Pointing at Amy’s arm, Oliva answered tentatively “I guess that means you would own us, like Ryan owns you right?”

The thought of being owned by her sister did not concern Olivia for some reason. Since Amy was in complete control, it made perfect sense to allow her to do whatever she wanted, including owning Olivia’s life.

“Yes, as a matter of fact it does. Does that bother you sis?”

“Well, I’d rather own myself of course, but whatever you think best is okay by me”

“I don’t want to be owned by you!” Samantha spat. “I’m my own woman I’ll let you know” Her old personality was starting to rear its ugly head. “I don’t even know why I’m still here, I should get out”

Showing the paper that read “Amy is in complete control” again, Amy asked “But would you do it?”

“Well...yes, I guess I would” Samantha answered looking down.

The thought of owning these two beautiful women sent a chill down Amy’s spine. She had never thought she’d be so interested in this, but knowing how it feels to be owned by Ryan makes it even sweeter.

Giving Max the ability to enjoy himself while still helping her was a wonderful feeling.

Amy thought about the idea of gathering people for Ryan and smiled. She felt she was doing him a wonderful favor.