At Her Command

As the two women entered the room, the doorway disappeared behind them. "Well, that's totally not ominous at all." Jessie said sarcastically. The room was about 40 square feet with large glass window on the opposite wall. Jesse and Emily walked over to the window. Through the window was a small cell with nothing but a leather whip atop a stone pedestal. Jesse looked to her blonde friend, "Altered item, I presume?"

Emily nodded, "Yes. It belonged to a dominatrix in the 1950s and was discovered in the attic of a Los Angeles home by the FBC in 1980 after the residents reported hearing dissonant whispers and feeling strange overwhelming urges."

As Jesse looked at the whip through the window, the entity in the back of her mind sent intense waves of pleasure to her pussy, causing her knees to buckle. "Oh fuck..." She exclaimed as she braced herself on the window to prevent herself from collapsing to the ground.

Emily, worried for her friend, reached out and grabbed her arm in a caring fashion, "Jesse, what wrong?"

"The whip... I think the entity wants me to take it." She hastily stumbled her way through the cell's door and reached for the whip. As she touched it, she was blinded by a bright light. When the light faded Jesse found herself in an endless blue nebula filled with numerous floating structures of clear crystalline material. This isn't the Astral Plane. Where am I? The entity stayed silent and moments later two humanoid figures rose from the the crystalline structure Jesse was standing on.

Jesse attempted to summon her Service Weapon, but nothing happened. Shit. She then felt a tickling at her finger tips._ What? What do you want me to do? _The tickling intensified causing her arm to flinch upward. Alright, fine. I'll give it a shot. She stretched her arm out toward the figures slowly lumbering toward her and she felt a power course from the back of her mind and through her outstretched arm. One of the figures began to writhe and wriggle until Jesse felt a domineering connection with it. She could feel that she had power over the figure.

"Protect me." The nude redhead commanded. Suddenly the linked figure tackled the other off the crystalline structure and into the endless expanse. Whoa, Thanks for that, Bliss. Is it alright if I call you Bliss? It seems appropriate considering the way you communicate with me. The entity sent a pulse of approving pleasure to her pussy. Glad you approve. Now how do I get out of here? A doorway of blue light appeared before Jesse. That works.

Jesse stepped through the doorway and found herself back in the room with Emily. The blonde rushed over to her and almost gave her a hug before remembering that they're both naked. "Jesse, I'm so glad you're okay. What happened? It seemed similar that the binding process for an Object of Power, but that item has shown no signs of that capability."

"Bliss helped bind it to me." Jesse responded

Emily raised an eyebrow, "Bliss? You named the entity?"

"I thought it'd be better than just calling them 'the entity'. Don't you think?"

"I suppose. Though I would have preferred something that didn't invoke similarities to the Hiss." Emily shrugged.

"Fair point, but Bliss seems to like it so that's good enough for me." A small pulse of pleasure traveled through her in gratitude.

Suddenly, a scream echoed out from behind a previously unseen door.