Just One Shot

"Hey! Look at me when I'm talking to you!"

Huh? My brain only partially registers Skye's annoyed voice through all the fuzziness. Still, I find myself naturally turning my gaze toward her.

"I'm sick of waiting. I'm ordering you to give up now," she tells me.

I feel more and more of my will slip away with each second that passes. No... I have to keep trying to find a way out of this. There has to be something I haven't considered yet. I **** myself to look around the room for any source of inspiration. I need to think about who's here again. Maybe there's an attribute I haven't considered or something? I mean, I feel like I know these girls better than anyone at this point. Surely I can come up with something...

I vaguely hear Skye start to yell at me again as my gaze leaves her. God, she's so fucking arrogant. She can't stand me not giving her my full attention for even one second...

Wait... Did I just...? I do my best to scour my memory to see if the thought I just had checks out. And I think... it does? It's still so hard to concentrate. And yet... something manages to click in my dazed mind.

I've got it.

Will this work? I have no idea. But I have to try something.

I try to reassess what's going on with Amy and Maria. The two still seem to be mostly at a standstill, though Amy's continually increasing fatigue isn't making things look good. However, she looks like she still has some fight in her. And that's all I need. I just need her to be ready to go at the perfect moment.

"Stop delaying the inevitable, Matt! Concede! And I told you to look me in the eye!" Skye says again.

I feel the urge to turn to her, but I do my best ignore it. Not yet. I need to keep fighting. Just focus on Amy and everything will be-

"Quit ignoring me! I don't give fuck what those two are doing over there and neither should you!" Skye starts to become even more irate.

"Shut up..." I mutter through gritted teeth.

"Excuse me?! How dare you! You Mistress commands you to look at me!"

"I don't... have a mistress... now leave me alone..."

Skye grabs my face and tries to pull it toward her, but I don't let her. She tries to move in front of me, but each time she does, I just turn my neck slightly to look around her. Without even seeing her, I can tell she's angrier than she's even been.

"What the fuck do you think this is accomplishing?! Do you think that somehow acting like I'm not here is going to save you? It's not! I've beaten you! So stop being such a sore loser and admit defeat already!" She practically shouts as she stomps her foot.

God... This is so difficult... Every muscle in my body is screaming to give in to her. And with Christina **** on my cock, I'm still **** for release. But I can't... I'm so close... So instead I just keep staring at Amy as I open my mouth to speak. And I do the one thing that I do best: play dumb.

"I have no clue what you're talking about. Now would you please go away? I'm trying to watch the catfight and you're bothering me."

"CATFIGHT?! Is this some kind of perverted game to you?! And to have the nerve to say I'm 'bothering you!' That's it! I'm going to make your life a living hell! AND WOULD YOU STOP LOOKING AT THOSE TWO ALREADY?! If you're going to pay attention to anyone, it's going to be me!!!"

I can't resist anymore. My head snaps toward Skye as I let out a heavy breath. Sweat is pouring down my face. My cock feels like it's on fire. Yet despite all of that... when we make eye contact... I can't help but smile... because I did it... I got her.

"Ma'am, yes, ma'am!"

Skye's eyes immediately go wide as she hears those three simple words. She quickly spins around to see exactly the image I was hoping for. Maria has completely let go of Amy and is now standing up straight and striking a salute. Amy looks at Maria in confusion, unsure of what's going on.

"AMY! NOW'S YOUR CHANCE!" I scream at the top of my lungs.

It only takes Amy a fraction of a second to realize what I'm telling her to do. Maria's current pose has left her wide open. This is it. The perfect opportunity. Amy quickly slips away from the wall she was previously being held against to give herself more room to work with.

"Maria! Stop standing there and fight!" Skye yells in a panic.

Hearing Skye's command causes Maria's body to relax, but at that point, it's already too late. Amy spins around to build up momentum as she reels her leg back. A split-second later, she unleashes a kick high into the air, her foot directly colliding with Maria's head. Instantly, Maria drops the floor.

"NO!" Skye cries out violently as she rushes over to Maria.

The second Skye steps away from me, Michelle jumps out from her hiding spot and immediately begins untying the ropes binding my hands.

"Michelle! You really came to save me!" I whisper in pure joy.

"Of course I did. I'd never abandon you, Master," she quietly responds. "When I came out of the sorority house and saw you had vanished, I knew Skye must have been behind it. I couldn't just do nothing."

"But how did you find the right place?"

"Let's just say Helen isn't the only one who can do some detective work," Michelle smirks.

"And Amy?"

"Oh, that was totally unplanned. I just happened to bump into her on my way back to the bus stop while she was on a run. As soon as I mentioned your name, she insisted she wanted to come help. Guess you did have a little bit of luck left after all."

Words can't describe how happy I am to have Michelle by my side again. She really saved the day. Her and Amy, of course. I'll have to find some way to thank both of them later. Though I have no idea what I could possibly do to show my gratitude for everything they've done. But that's a thought for another day. Right now, we need to finish this.

Michelle works incredibly fast, and before I know it, my hands are free. I take a moment to flex my fingers as feeling slowly returns to them. As I do, I look at Michelle.

"I'll can take care of my legs from here. Go help Violet," I tell her.

"On it, Master," she responds before hoping to her feet and making her across the room.

The first thing I do with my freed hands is push Christina off of my cock. She barely puts up any resistance as my member pops out of her mouth. Almost right away, I start to feel the pain lessen. It doesn't totally vanish, but it's way more tolerable. My head also starts to clear up significantly. Thank god for that. It was taking so much energy to hold myself together at the end there. Anyway, once it's clear that Christina has no intention of trying to latch onto my dick again, I begin to work on the binds restraining my legs. As I do that, I look over to see Amy kneeling down with a hand on Maria as Skye stands next them, still absolutely fuming.

"Get up! I order you to get up, soldier!" Skye demands. Maria doesn't move. Skye then look at Amy. "What the hell did you do to her?!"

"Chill the fuck out. She's fine. She's just ****," Amy remarks as she stands up. She then glares at Skye. "Now that she's been dealt with, I think it's your turn..."

Skye's face morphs from anger to fear as Amy begins to approach her. The dominatrix has no more tricks up her sleeve. Nothing else she can do. Without Maria, she stands no chance against Amy. Skye begins to back away, too in shock to be able to say anything.

"Where do you think you're going... Cunt?"

Skye quickly turns around to find an unbound Violet standing directly behind her.

"Wh-wha...? How did you...?" Skye mumbles.

"I'll admit, you can tie a pretty decent knot, Skye. But I've gotta be honest: I'm pretty sure I could do better..." Michelle adds as she steps beside Violet, holding an untied length of rope in her hand.

"What...? Who...?"

I can see the terror in Skye's eyes become stronger and stronger as the three women surround her on all sides. There's nowhere she can go, and she realizes that. Her entire plan has fallen apart. In one last **** attempt to regain control, she looks over at my girlfriend.

"Violet, I command you to-"

"Oh, can it already!" Violet shouts as she jams the cloth gag that was previously in her mouth into Skye's. Violet then pushes Skye, causing her to stumble backward into Amy's arm.

I finally manage to undo the last of my ropes, completely freeing me from the chair. I stand up, only to wobble as I feel blood flow back into my legs. I still feel pretty weak, but I'll survive. I've made it this far, haven't I? I also take the opportunity to finally put my junk away and zip up my pants. Glad that's over. As I slowly make my way over to everyone else, I watch as Amy holds Skye's arms behind her back before pinning her to the nearest wall.

"MATT!" I suddenly hear someone yell before feeling another person run into me.

It takes ever bit of strength I have left to not fall over. Once I stabilize, I'm able to see that Violet is leaning on me. She wraps her arms around me as her eyes start to become wet. Instinctively, I hug her back. I feel myself start to become emotional as the two of us grip each other tightly.

"V! You have no idea how glad I am to have you back!" I say as I hold back tears.

"Me too! I knew you would save me! Thank you," Violet replies while looking up at me.

"Are you kidding me? I didn't save anyone. Michelle and Amy are the real heroes."

"But I'm willing to bet that they wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you. As far as I'm concerned, that makes you a hero too. Can't argue with the transitive property," Violet grins.

I'm not sure that Violet's logic is totally sound, but it really doesn't matter. I'm just happy to see that she's okay. Somehow, despite all the time she's spent being held captive by Skye, she's still the exact same sweet and charismatic girl I know and love. I've really missed her.

As much as I'd love to just stand here and hold my girlfriend forever, there's still one more thing I have to do first. I step away from Violet while still keeping one arm wrapped around her waist. I look around the room until I see Helen standing in the corner, very unsure of what to do with herself now.

"Helen! Where's the remote?" I ask her.

"No! Don't tell him! Don't tell anyone!" Skye yells after spitting out the cloth in her mouth.

"Would you stop talking? I'm sick of having to listen to you," Amy states as she pushes Skye further into the wall, causing her to let out a grunt.

Helen looks back and forth between me and Skye, conflict in her eyes. She clearly wants to help me, but can't bring herself to go against Skye's demands.

"Come on, Helen. You can do it. Just say it," I tell her.

"N... grr..." is all the protest Skye can get out as she's squeezed by Amy.

I can sense that Helen is starting to have a crisis. She has no idea what to do. I can't help but feel bad for the poor woman. She's not used to being so unable to come to a decision. To my surprise, Violet jumps in before I can say anything else.

"There's no way Skye would leave the remote too far away. She's been practically glued to the thing ever since she got it. She obviously didn't let me see where she put it, but I'm sure it's hidden somewhere in the room. Helen, if you can't tell us where is is, do you think you could give us a hint?"

That's actually a really good idea. Skye tries to counter Violet's idea, but Amy quickly shuts her up with another shove before she has a chance to interrupt. With no one commanding her, all we have to do is wait and hope Helen can do it. I watch her carefully as she considers her options. She then looks directly at me before her eyes begin to dart around the room. At least, that's what I think she's doing at first. After studying her face for a bit longer, I realize that she keeps looking back and forth between me and something else. Following her eyeline, I look over and see the desk sitting against the wall of the room. The same desk that I now realize Skye had been leaning against for quite some time.

I walk over to the desk and begin rooting around through the drawers. As I do, Skye begins to struggle in Amy's grasp, trying everything she can to get free. She makes loud groans and cries, but none of them come out as intelligible words. After digging around for a few more second and pulling a bunch of old papers out, I finally find it: the Random Remote.

I reach out to the device, my hand shaking as I do. It's over. It's finally over. As soon as I lay my fingers on the remote, Helen drops to her knees and gasps loudly.

"Helen!" I shout.

"Th... th-thank you, Sir..."

"She... spoke to you," Violet points out.

"Yes. It's... it's not easy... I still feel the need to obey Skye, but... for some reason, I'm... feel like I can actually resist it now... even if just barely," Helen explains. It looks like being my assistant again is making it possible for her to fight off Skye's control! Which means it worked! I'm the owner of the remote again! "I... I'm sorry, Sir... I betrayed you... I don't deserve to work for you anymore..."

"Don't be ridiculous, Helen," I say as I kneel down next to her. "Skye was messing with your head. I know you would never want to hurt me or anyone else on your own. You're the best assistant I could ever ask for."

"B-but... all of this is my fault... If I hadn't been so focused on coming up with the perfect plan... we might have been able to save Violet before all this happened..." Helen admits.

"No. This is my fault. I'm the one who lost the remote. I promised I would take care of everyone, which means it was my responsibility to keep everyone safe, but I didn't," I reply.

"Actually... I'm the one who's really to blame," Violet says, joining the two of us on the floor. "I was the one who used the remote on Skye in the first place. And I was the one who got captured. If anyone should be blamed, it should be me. I'm sorry."

"Enough. How 'bout we all agree that everyone shares a little bit of the blame?" Amy suddenly interjects with some mild annoyance. "Now what exactly are we supposed to do about her?"

Amy tilts her head toward Skye as she continues to try (and fails) to get away. I guess we do have to come up with some sort of solution...

"I think you should **** her to admit defeat to you, Master. It only seems fair," Michelle suggests.

"Maybe she should get to experience how it feels to be tied up for a week. Give her a taste of her own medicine," Violet adds.

"You know, I wouldn't mind roughin' this bitch up just a little more if you think it would help put her in her place," Amy says as she twists Skye's arm slightly. "Huh? What's she doing?"

I look over and notice that something about Skye looks... different. She's making a weird face and her eye is twitching slightly.

"No! L-let me go... you can't... I'm in charge! Obey... goddess... Stop!" she starts to stutter.

Her entire body begins making small muscle spasms as Amy tries to hold her still. What's going on with her? And why does this feel... vaguely familiar?

Out of nowhere, a loud sound blares out, scaring nearly everyone in the room. What the hell is that?! It sounds like some sort of alarm. I look around, trying to find the source of the noise.

"Uh... Matt?" I hear Violet say behind me.

I turn around to see her staring at the remote, which is still sitting in the desk drawer. Hold on... is that were that awful sound is coming from? As I step closer, I realize that it is. Violet, Helen, and Michelle all approach the desk with me as I pick up the remote. I notice a message written on the screen and suddenly feel a weird sense of déjà vu as I begin reading.

- WARNING: TARGET [SKYE CUNNINGHAM] IN SITUATION CONTRARY TO CURRENT IDENTITY. CONTINUED EXPOSURE MAY CAUSE PERMANENT MENTAL DAMAGE. -

This message... why do I recognize it? After thinking about it for a moment, the answer hits me like a ton of bricks. This has happened before. A long time ago. With... Michelle, I think. I tried to make her act dominant toward me and she nearly had a breakdown. In fact, I want to say that she kind of did a similar thing to what Skye is doing now. It must be because Amy is forcing Skye into a submissive position. I'll be honest, I totally forgot this was even a thing that could happen. What do I do?

"We... we should keep going," Violet says as she reads over my shoulder.

"Wh-what?" I ask.

"Think about everything she did to us. All the pain and suffering. I mean, she kidnapped me and held me hostage for a fucking week! She deserves this," Violet elaborates.

"Now hold on a second, Violet," Helen stops her. "Let's think about this for a moment."

"Helen, you're not seriously about to suggest we let her go, are you?" Violet asks.

"Of course not. But we have no idea what this will do to her. It could be... drastic. Perhaps it would be best to try and find another solution."

"Drastic? Are you kidding me? This woman nearly ruined our lives!"

"I understand that, and I'm upset too, but we have to think about this logically," Helen says.

"Will you two stop bickering?" We all turn our attention to Amy, who is still across the room holding Skye in place. "I'm not sure what you guys are debating over there, but it doesn't matter, because I'm not listening to either of you. The only other person's opinion I care about is Matt's. So what do you think, Matt? You want me to ease up a little or keep going?"

"M-me?" I ask with uncertainty.

"I suppose I can agree with that," Helen says. "Matt is the one in charge, after all. You already know my thoughts on the matter, but rest assured, I'll go along with whatever you want."

"Yeah, I guess that's fair," Violet adds. "What do you want to do, Matt?"

Wait, why is this getting thrust on me? I don't know what to do! I look down at the remote as the alarm continues to sound loudly throughout the room. I then look at everyone around me, all of whom are staring at me, waiting for my answer. I notice Michelle standing there silently, looking nervous.

"Do you have an opinion, Michelle?" I ask.

"What? Me? I... I don't know. You're my Master. I just want what you want," she insists.

"I know, but don't you have anything to add?"

"Well... Skye tried to tear our family apart, which makes me absolutely furious... but I'm not sure what's going to happen to her if we went do this... Please, Master, don't **** me to pick a side..."

It looks like it really is up to me then. Ugh. Okay, let me think... If Amy keeps pushing Skye, the remote says she could potentially suffer "mental damage." But that's really vague. I don't think there's any way to know what that mean without actually doing it. Is that something I want? I can understand Helen's hesitation. There could be an alternative that's not as... **** later on if I just wait. But maybe there won't be. There's no real way to know that either. For all I know, Skye could somehow get away and just try something like this all over again. And Violet does have a point. Skye has done some unforgivable stuff to us. Maybe she really does deserve a more cruel fate.

This isn't an easy decision... but I have to do something. Everyone is waiting. And I don't have much time left. But I need to really think about this. Something tells me there's no going back either way...

Alright. Here's my answer...