Kaori: Day 4 (Prima Donna)

Not for the first time, you find yourself considering what the hell’s been happening to you since you got involved in this game as you make breakfast for you, Rebekah and Jada. On the one hand, you can’t help beating yourself up about getting jealous over her position as a Lady of the College Spread deck, especially considering all you’ve done in the game. On the other, well… the trick you pulled on Milo still makes you laugh and he took it remarkably well. As they wait for you to finish cooking, the girls discuss Jada walking in on the sex scene.

“Do you actually have ANY limits?” she asks Rebekah with a grin.

“I’m starting to think the answer is ‘no’!” you add.

Rebekah shrugs. “Limits are for losers, I intend for us to win.”

“Baby,” you say, slightly worried about what she said. “There have to be SOME things you won’t do for this game. Some boundaries.”

She thinks for a moment. “Maybe, I haven’t found them yet though. It’s a contest. You win contests, but you do it fairly. You don’t sabotage your opponents, you beat them.”

You turn your attention back to the skillet in front of you. The sausage is nearly done and the eggs are already plated. There was one thing weird about last night, well one thing weird-er. After he was done, Milo thanked you for the points. Not Rebekah, who he’d worked the oral sex challenge with, but you. And Milo wasn’t the kind of guy to treat a woman so dismissively. He had thanked her for the sex, told her he loved it, and cheekily offered to eat her out again any time she wanted… but it was YOU he’d thanked for the points.

“REBEKAH!” gasps Jada. “You can’t say that!”

You’re not entirely sure what they’d said. Your mind had drifted to the food and Milo.

“What?” asked Rebekah. “I only said maybe he could teach my guy a thing or two about how to eat pussy.”

She sniggers and gives you a look, enjoying a joke at your expense. She’s not being serious, but you can’t help but respond.

“Your breakfast’s ready,” you say. “Would you like it on a plate… or in your lap?!”

She cracks out laughing. “You’re so cute when you’re jealous. I love it.”

You bring the skillet over and load the girls’ plates with food. Then you put it down and fold your arms around your girlfriend’s body. Your hands firmly grab her breasts though her shirt. “Just remember, these are mine. I don’t care about the game, but in the end you’re mine. And if I need to do better at pleasuring you, well I won’t be learning from someone who made himself a faculty sex toy several months ago.”

She rolls her head back into your chest and drops her hand to your crotch. “I know, honey, and this is mine. And I’m gonna expect you to give me a whole better show than Phantom of the Opera.”

“Phantom of the Opera?” asks Jada.

You’d forgotten she was there momentarily. You look at her, kissing Rebekah on the head before you let go of her. “Sorry, Jada, I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

“Are you shitting me? I walked in on some guy eating your cream pie from Rebekah’s pussy last night. I can STILL see a stain on that couch. And you think I’m gonna be embarrassed about you two getting a bit handsy with each other? Please. Now what’s this Phantom thing?”

“Oh, right, the latest challenge I’m planning. Got a theater major lined up and figured I would set up a whole musical bondage scene for her.”

Jada’s head shakes in disbelief. “What? That’s… bold. How the hell you planning to pull that off?”

“Well, I got everyone’s favourite cam girl, Kaiju, providing the frame. I know a girl who loves to play piano or organ naked for the music. I just need to line up the professor I contacted to secure some private time in the auditorium this Sunday and everything should be set.”

Your phone pings on the table.

“And THAT is probably her now.”

It turns out you’re right. You’d sent her a message last night and you’ve aroused her curiosity.

You: Professor, I need your help with a challenge in College Spread. Specifically, I need to book the auditorium for this Sunday and make sure it’s absolutely private.

Dr. Aragon: The auditorium? I’m intrigued. What exactly are you planning?

You consider your answer. You have to explain it if you want her help, but will a professor really be okay with using college facilities that way? Will she be willing to be complicit. Swallowing hard you take the plunge.

You: I’m going theatrical with this one. It’s for a drama major and I want to set up a musical stage show where I play the Phantom and make love with her in a bondage position.

There’s a pause for a few minutes before she replies.

Dr. Aragon: You have my attention. I’m interested in seeing if you learned anything about performance and duty from your time with me. What, exactly, do you mean by a bondage position? I assume you mean using rope?

You: I was thinking of getting a friend, a Lady of the game not a stranger, to set up an A-frame there before the performance, and strap her into that. She’ll have safewords of course and can back out at any point.

Dr. Aragon: Of course, I would expect that as a minimum from you. And I assume you are talking about Kailani Mahelona when you mention the Lady? Kaiju?

Once again, you feel your mind thrown out of joint by something in the game. Theoretically, the Ladies of the deck don’t even know they’re in the game until they get selected and challenged. Theoretically, Dr. Aragon doesn’t know anything about Kailani. Theoretically you’re not a highly naive idiot who keeps having the mental rug pulled out from under him.

You: Er… yes. You know about her? That she’s in the game I mean.

Dr. Aragon: Oh please put your thinking head on. Of course I know about her. Do you really think this game could continue without a number of staff and board members being involved in the planning, let alone the selection of candidates who are likely to be okay with involvement in such a game? I know exactly who’s in the deck.

You stare at your phone. And blink. It’s just about possible that if she told you everyone else was a paid participant in some kind of Truman Show set up just to trick you then you’d be more surprised, but you doubt it.

Dr. Aragon: Well, the auditorium is not possible this weekend. There’s a major business event there all day Saturday that can’t be moved, and the cleaning staff will be there Sunday. However…

There’s another pause.

Dr. Aragon: Yes, I just checked. The theater is open. There’s a lull between plays right now and nobody will be there for a week. So Kailani can use it on Saturday to set things up, and on Sunday you can perform. It’s off campus too, so there’s little chance of anyone seeing her sneaking bondage frames into the building. I expect to be there, though, to make sure that you follow all safety precautions.

You can’t resist. You know you shouldn’t bite back in humor but you feel dizzy with success and after all Dr. Aragon put you through in your 72 hour challenge as her **** you feel you’ve earned this. You pause, just a moment, as you consider whether a joke at her expense might push her away. Then you send a reply.

You: Are you sure you’re there for safety? I remember that afternoon tea performance you had me put on for you and the others. I think you just want to watch a spectacular sextacular.

Dr. Aragon: Perhaps. Perhaps both. If this is going to work, then everything will have to tie together perfectly. I’ll reserve the theater now.

You thank her and drop the phone on the table in front of Rebekah. “I can’t believe this. Have I ever been right about ANYTHING?”

She frowns as she glances at the phone, searching for a reason for your reaction. “What? That we got the theater? That’s cool, actually. It’s an old public one that got donated to the university back in the 50s I believe. It’s even got boxes… so you can put me and the professor in box 5 for Kaori.

“Not that,” you say, still impressed by her ability to spot an opportunity whenever it shows up. “I mean about the selection process.”

She reads further and shrugs. “Well, it makes sense I guess. The game must have the ability to be careful or people would have been to the cops and the papers too many times to ignore.”

“I guess, but I never suspected all this.”

She reaches up to ruffle your hair. “Aw, it’s ok baby. You’re still sexy, even if you are a bit dim.”

You scowl at her, but no more seriously than her own comment. “I’m gonna spank your ass for that one!”

“Oh I do hope so.”

“When you do,” adds Jada, “Give her six of the best from me for messing up the damn couch!”

The three of you collapse into laughter, before settling down to enjoy breakfast.

The rest of the morning passes quietly. You only have one lecture today and spend the rest of the day texting back and forth with Kailani and Claire about the changes. Kailani in particular seems excited. She says this gives her even more room for play and tells you to meet her there tomorrow night so she can go over the equipment she’s going to set up. Claire is also delighted, stating she’s always wanted to use the big organ they have in the back. And so it’s set up. You message Kaori once more to check she’s still ok with meeting you for a College Spread challenge and give her a specific time to be there. She tries to get more information, but you tell her a big part of it is the surprise and remind her you’ll respect her right to back out if she chooses.

“Hey, have you given any thought to what you’re going to do with Morgan?” Rebekah asks when you’re back home together.

“Not really,” you say. “This one’s so big I’ve been focused entirely on that. Besides, I figure if I end up holding 3 of a kind right now I’ll be **** to sabotage.”

”You already hold them,” she says. “Well, potentially. Remember, the Joker card means you get to apply an automatic 10x challenge success to any girl. So once you get Kaori, Morgan’s as good as yours.”

You hadn’t thought of that, but she’s right. Then again, Selene and Cassie agreed to owe you a favor and Graham has enough problems of his own in the game that sabotaging won’t help him.

“I have an idea,” says Rebekah. “At least something you can do with her that she might love. She’s a marketing expert right? Get her to draw up flyers for Kaori’s performance. If she’s kinky enough to have been selected for the deck I guarantee she’ll love that idea. It’s not a challenge, but I’m guessing she’ll like it enough to be open to you later.”

And so you do message her. Just asking her to meet you for coffee tomorrow to talk over an emergency marketing opportunity for her if she’s interested. She asks for more information, so you give her a teaser - a game involving a play on Sunday. Her response?

“Is this what Kaori’s been talking about all week? Sure, I can’t wait.”

You shake your head and consider you might have been wrong about a Truman Show taking you by more surprise than what was already happening. But at least the meeting is set up.