Not by Tessa's standards

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"Oh, take a key to my place," Clara said tossing me a key on a keychain with a fluffy pink unicorn thing.

I quickly undid that part. "Why though?" I asked.

"We don't know the definition of the rule, I'd rather not be **** to come open the door if I am far away or for you to be **** to break in," Clara said. "If it was an action, it would only be once and you wouldn't be **** to break in. You'd just have to sit outside and wait. Of course with an action command you could still probably pick to break in. But we know it's a rule since actions don't **** others to let it happen."

"So, you said 3 commands? What's the third," I asked.

She just paused. "That one is the scariest. A belief command. You won't even know it happens unless he wants you to know."

"How is that fair!" I demanded.

"It's why rule 7 exists. So you can ask all the things he has done once a month. That is the only way to know he has used one of those on you."

That's right. Rule 7. I haven't used that yet. Besides the **** modeling with Samantha, he had only **** me to kiss and act like Kat's GF. I guess I hadn't thought that I needed to know whatever list I was under. It would be worth considering the tactical time to use that card. Fuck, knowing Samuel, he is likely to wait until I ask to impose some of the belief commands. I won't be as exposed as the moment I cash in my card. But if I don't cash it in then I could already be toyed with. Nothing more would come from thinking about it now I needed sleep.

I began taking my clothes off, wait. What? Why? God damn it. Fucking dickhead.

"Clara," I said looking down. "Can I sleep with you? Talking about the belief command got me scared."

Fucking word vomit!

"Awwh," Clara said. "I mean if your sure, but why naked?"

Good question! Wait, she is not just doing it. So does that mean this is an action? Come on Clara, recognize I am being controlled. I am counting on you. "Because I can't sleep unless I am nude."

"I suppose for a night that isn't the worst idea," she said. "As long as it's what you want. I know the game can be harsh."

"Will you get naked with me?" I asked. Fucking whore mouth! I am not a lesbian! I guess this isn't actually sex, but come on Samuel. If your going to **** me do stuff with someone, can at least be a dude. Except you. I think I'd rather go down on Clara before I touch that piece of shit.

"I mean, but I don't sleep nude and your still one of my students, this seems like a little much, don't you think?" she asked.

"I just, I really appreciated your heart felt apology. It meant a lot. I was really rude about your toys. If your naked, then we could press your favorite unicorn between our breasts. I think that would make me feel safer," I paused shifting my weight. "If that's okay?"

If Samuel forces me to sleep with a woman. I am punching him in the throat. Fuck who am I kidding. I already wanted to do that, but come on Samuel. Don't **** me to be with a woman! At least the modeling was just people looking.

Clara blushed. "Mr. Rainbow?" she said picking up the multi colored unicorn stuffed animal. "I mean, he has never felt more than my boobs before. He would probably love that! I guess, I mean..."

Come on Clara. Notice! I am not a lesbian! I am the rude girl that made fun of your toys before. Why would I wanna-

"Okay!" she said as she began to strip.

"Thank!" I said while trying to scream fuck.

We got in bed and I smiled looking into Clara's eyes. The unicorn nestled between our tits. Clara smiled as big as she could and closed her eyes as she hugged me. I felt my body returning the hug. I wasn't technically frozen. I could move but it was so muted. Like I couldn't let go of Clara. I couldn't try and move the stuffed animal. I was just under her covers. Feeling her skin pressed against mine. She occasionally moved and I felt her smooth leg touch mine. It sent a chill up my back, she was so cold!

I tried to sleep but this wasn't exactly an easy position for my mind or body to rest. I fucking hate Samuel and magic books and whoever else thinks this is hot. Why do you want to see a straight girl act like a lesbian! God!