Hitches back onto Scarlet

Scarlet

The next day after getting out of her car to enter the CAPP side of the facility, Scarlet was surprised to see Tiffany dressed in a green raincoat with her hood up approaching her vehicle. Scarlet took a step back in surprise as Tiffany approached her. The last thing she needed right now was to talk to her and get sent back down the spiral she caused last time.

“Look, Tiffany, I can’t help you… even if I wanted you to visit him”

“I didn’t come here to ask you to let me visit him. I came here with a gift.” Tiffany spoke

Scarlet paused as a suspicious look took form on her face, “What gift?”

Tiffany handed her an orange envelope, “it’s a flash drive. It has a video loaded onto it.”

Scarlet grasped it in her hand, “Uhm… what’s on the video?”

“Do you wonder how he did it? How he got all of us under his spell?”

Of course Scarlet wondered. All of last night Scarlet spent on her laptop looking at sensitive files from CAPP on how Falls’ powers worked. She had been scared shitless that somehow he had been using his powers on her to control her, and she wanted to know what she was dealing with. However, her search was fruitless. Every interrogation, every test, and every video of him, he never spoke a word. Not one word came out of his mouth.

“Just tell me what's on the video.” Scarlet ordered, acting like she could care less about what Tiffany was saying.

“It’s a bit personal to me. It’s my video. I was the first.”

“What do you mean it’s your video?”

“Well he keeps videos of all of us. Every time he does what he does, he makes sure to record it. This one, well this one is mine”

Scarlet’s hand slightly clutched the package. This could be huge! If Scarlet gave a leading piece of evidence on how Falls’ powers worked to one of the higher ups, this find could spell out a promotion for her. Securing this was extremely important.

“Thank you for giving this to me Tiffany… I’ll see to it that this gets treated with care.”

Tiffany nodded and walked away from the facility.

Damien

Damien was extremely attracted to his sociology professor. Every time he had her class, he would stay a couple minutes afterwards and discuss the class with her. She was older, but Damien liked his women older. Its how he felt.

As luck would have it, his sociology professor was also receptive, and Damien had watched her failing marriage at home and her horrible sex with her husband.

"Damien you already have a 100% in this class. You don't need to come to my office hours for extra credit" she stated

"I know, I also just really like talking to you too to be honest"

_"_I like talking to you too Damien" the professor spoke, smiling at Damien as she did.

Damien decided there and then to shift into his professor. His curiosity was killing him of what she thought of him

He is pretty cute. too bad I'm a married woman. the professor thought. A small part of her often fantasized about what it would be like to kiss Damien. It was so obvious to her that he was into her, that it was impossible to not consider it.

_One kiss wouldn't kill a marriage, _Damien thought

Well I guess that's true, but it would be insanely inappropriate and I could get fired if I tried

Damian disconnected from her and paused. Had she known that she just responded to him? He gaged her face, but nothing looked wrong. In fact, she was giving him a wide smile.

Damien leaned in to kiss her, and to his surprise she kissed him back. He continued with fervor, wrapping his hands around her as she did the same. They weren't just kissing now, they were passionately making out with each other in her office.

They paused and their lips parted. Damien shifted back into her.

_Oh my god what did I just do? _She asked herself That was so wrong I have a husband.

_He's been so bad in bed with me recently though. Maybe its time for a change. _Damien thought

_How could I say that? That's so wrong. this is my student! _She thought.

"Mrs. Hyde"

"Yes?"

"I wanna fuck you so bad."

Lust washed over the professor, her forehead pressed against Damien as she sat on her desk. Right now she could feel Damien's member through his jeans. She knew he meant what he said. This was the stuff of her deepest fantasies, and yet she was terrified. She considered her options, and was slowly coming to the conclusion that there was no turning back. She was in this now. Damien walked back and closed the door to her office. He turned around to face her again.

"I'm going to fuck you."

Damien took off his shirt in front of his professor, and tossed it on the floor. Her feelings of lust and need only strengthened his confidence. Damien Swiftly placed her back on the desk, sitting her so she was facing him directly. No where to run to now. She was speechless, but she wanted it so bad. She wanted him so bad. Her pussy moistened as he took down her pants and underwear, exposing her bare pussy to him. He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down just enough so that his cock was exposed and nothing else. One of her hands wrapped around his back while her other hand traced down his abs, one bump after another after another.

He positioned his member, and entered her. A long noise crossed between and exhale and a moan exited her mouth quietly as she felt herself stretch perfectly around his member. He slowly and calmly pumped into her, his hand firmly grasping her back as he did so.

"I can't tell you how long I've waited for this day" He whispered in her ear as he thrusted into her repeatedly.

Oh god me too She thought as he pumped, the air around them turning warmer and warmer as he sped up his pace to a medium beat, moving the desk slightly every time he did. Damien reached his right hand down to her clit and began to rub it left to right, although he could've just kept his hand still and her movements from the thrusts would've been enough for her. By now Damien had been experiencing pure pleasure. Her pussy wrapped around his cock as a natural reaction to his thumb on her clit, and at the same time as this, Damien had been experiencing her pleasure as well. Although it was a weak connection, Damien could still feel his cock fucking her on both sides. He was getting close, and from what he could feel she was also.

"I'm gonna cum" they both spoke in unison,

Damien picked up his pace tremendously as the Professor tried her hardest to moan quietly, instead shifting to a high falsetto and hoping that it was high enough no one would hear it in the other offices. They both exhaled long orgasmic moans as Damien pushed deep inside of her and came, primitively and deeply grunting as he did. Mrs. Hyde's legs shook as the last of her orgasm ran through her. giving out any support she had for herself and leaning her body into him completely, slumping herself over his shoulder. Damien exited his professor, deeply exhaling while he did.

_I will do that as many times as he likes, whenever he wants. _He thought, pushing it into her mind

Silence emanated from her mind as guilt and shame washed over her. Thoughts of her husband rushed back into her mind, and once the scene cooled down she began to dress herself again. Upon sensing this, Damien quickly decided to push back on these thoughts. If he could convince her she hated her husband they could fuck as much as Damien liked.

I don't care about my husband. He's horrible in bed, and a sack of shit. Besides, that was quite possibly the best sex of my life.

What am I thinking right now? This was so stupid, and so wrong. And he came inside me? Why would you let him do that? This needs to never happen again. I need to never think this way again.

"You should go." The professor spoke, and as she did Damien felt himself snap back into his body, **** out of her body and mind.

Damien stared at her for a moment, trying to switch back into her, but he couldn't. She was no longer receptive. He had been kicked out somehow. Permanently. His eyes traced her features, and he didn't need to be inside of her head to see the guilt that was plastered over her face.

"Okay." Damien said, and he picked up his shirt and put it on before leaving her office.

Damien jolted now in his cell almost nearly as hard as he jolted back after being disconnected that day. He learned a lot on that day. He learned that just because you have bad sex doesn't make it a bad marriage, he learned that he could push new ideas into peoples heads if he focused hard enough and that they would adapt it as their own, and he learned that the 'soul' as he called it had its own immune system to it, and if it sensed an intruder, it would push them out- permanently. A nightmare scenario if that were to happen now.