With great power...

September 7, 11:23 AM

District Court

Defendant Lobby No. 1

It's my fault, isn't it?

Chance:

"What happened?"

Mia sighed despondently.

Mia:

"Apparently, the prosecution had evidence that placed Maya at the crime scene. They didn't use it because Miss May's testimony pointed to you being the culprit, but with her testimony withdrawn and von Karma needing a win..."

Yep, it's my fault. I rushed to get myself off and I didn't think of what would happen next.

Chance:

"Fuck."

Mia:

"Yeah. Fuck."

You sighed as well.

Chance:

"Alright, what do we do next?"

Mia:

"No no, I'm the lawyer, I'll take care of this. You don't have to do anything."

Chance:

"Yeah, I do."

Because it's my fault.

Chance:

"Because it's my fault. I'm the one who put her in this situation."

Mia blinked at your comment.

Mia:

"You mean, because of the bet you made with Miss May? Chance, it's fine..."

Chance:

"No, not because of my bet. I mean, yes, in a way, but mostly because of this."

You pulled out your good luck coin, the coin who put Maya in that situation. No, that's not fair, the coin did nothing. I did. And I'm going to fix it.

Chance:

"I figured out what my coin does. It lets me make bets and always win them."

Mia:

"I don't see the issue..."

You chuckled humorlessly.

Chance:

"Of course you don't, it's part of the trick. The coin also brainwashes people into accepting the consequences of the bet. That means people will always pay up once they lost and no one will have any problem with the issue of the bet. You literally can't see anything wrong. But I can."

Mia sighed and sat down, staying silent for a few minutes. Eventually, she looked at you and spoke.

Mia:

"Alright, if I think about it as a hypothetical, I can see what's troubling you and how I should react. So let me say this: you're an idiot. And I'm a little hurt that you didn't trust me to get you out of this situation."

You wanted to protest that you didn't do it because of a lack of trust, but she raised her hand to interrupt you.

Mia:

"Please let me finish. I know why you did it, and I know that you feel guilty about sending Maya to prison, but once again, I don't blame you for this. And it's not because of the coin. Let's say you didn't make this bet, and I managed to get you acquitted. It would have been long and unpleasant, but I think I could have done it. Then what? I wouldn't have managed to prove who actually did it, not in one day at least, and von Karma would still have used her secret evidence to have Maya arrested. Did you rush carelessly as soon as you had the ability to get you out of this without thinking of the consequences? Yes, but in your defense, you were in a very stressful situation where you risked ****, and you had no way to influence it whatsoever, so I get it."

Mia's logic was sound, but... I still feel like it's my fault.

Chance:

"That was still stupid of me, though."

She chuckled.

Mia:

"Yes, it was. But once bitten twice shy, you know. I'm sure that lesson will stick."

Yeah, it would. You wouldn't use your coin's power rashly again, that was for sure.

Chance:

"Yeah. So... What do we do next?"

Mia:

"I told you, you don't have to..."

You interrupted her.

Chance:

"But I want to. I like Maya, and I want to help getting her out. Besides, my coin could be useful."

Like Spider-Man's uncle once said, "With great power comes great responsibility." Let's just hope that Maya getting arrested is my Uncle Ben moment, and that nothing worse will happen later. Mia looked shocked at your outburst. Then, her gaze softened.

Mia:

"Alright, I can see you won't change your mind. Very well, you can help, but that means you follow my lead. Deal?"

You shook your new (temporary) boss' hand.

Chance:

"Deal. So what's the first step, Chief?"

Mia briefly looked grief-stricken, before snapping out of it and getting a determined look. Note to self: don't call her Chief. I guess that's how Mr. Wright called her.

Mia:

"The first step is the detention center."

---

September 7, 12:08 PM

Detention Center

Visitor's Room

Chance:

"Well, I gotta say, the sight's not much prettier this side of the glass."

You heard a wet chuckle.

Maya:

"You take the words right out of my mouth."

Well, Maya looked... probably just like you did yesterday. To be fair, I wasn't expecting her to put on a pointy hat and to blow in a party horn at the idea of going to prison.

Mia:

"Don't worry, Maya. We'll get you out of there."

Maya:

"We? So you're starting a career as a lawyer, Chance?"

Chance:

"Well why not? You meet all sort of interesting people with this job, don't you?"

Maya:

"And you have to spend years studying law to pass the bar, it's exhausting. I remember one time when Sis..."

Mia cleared her throat.

Mia:

"I don't think he needs to hear that story, Maya. Do you know why they arrested you?"

Maya quickly sobered up at the reminder of her current condition.

Maya:

"No. I just know there was apparently proof of my presence at the crime scene, but Gumshoe was not very forthcoming with the details."

Mia:

"Well, I'm sure I can get the good detective to open up a little. In the meantime, it's Miss May we'll have to convince to talk."

Maya:

"Oh yeah, her. She left already."

Mia:

"What? But how? She should have been arrested for wiretapping my office."

Maya:

"Well, apparently, someone paid her bail. I think she went back to pack her stuff or something."

Mia:

"Chance, we have to go NOW. Don't worry Maya, we'll get you acquitted."

And on these words, she took off running out of the room. You followed suit, but not without a last message to the spirit medium (in training).

Chance:

"Good luck with von Karma, Maya. She might not have enjoyed getting her first loss."

As you closed the door, you could hear the young woman let out a string of expletives that would probably have Mia wash her tongue with soap once the case was over.

---

September 7, 12:40 PM

Gatewater Hotel

Room 303

Well, Maya was right, April was indeed packing her suitcase when you came. Fortunately, she hadn't left yet. It seems like running did pay off. Lawyering is more sporty than I thought.

April:

"Well hello! I didn't expect you to come and visit me so quickly... It's really quite... moving. Not! You stinking lawyer! I hope you die!"

Chance:

"Hey, I'm here too. Don't I warrant a stinking delivery guy and a ****... Well, not a threat. Hope? Wish?"

The lovely Miss May sneered at you.

April:

"No, you really don't. Go back to your pizza, delivery boy, and let the grownups talk. In fact, here's an idea: why don't you take that bottom-feeding, scum-sucking, bimbo lawyer with you, hmm?"

Mia really didn't appreciate being called a bimbo by a pink barbie who used her tits to distract men whenever she was in trouble.

Mia:

"Oh, I'm not leaving that easily. I have a lot of things to ask, and I'm not going anywhere until YOU've answered."

April:

"Unfortunately, there is nothing I want to BE asked. Now, if you don't leave immediately, I'll call the security and get you kicked out."

Mia took a deep breath, and seemed to have an idea.

Mia:

"Fine, I'm going. I have a few things I want to ask Gumshoe. Chance, I'll meet you in my office. In the meantime, I'll leave her in your capable hands."

She mimed flipping a coin and, with a wink, left the hotel room.

April:

"So she left you to get me to talk? Ha! She must be really ****."

You shrugged and placed a hand in your pocket, feeling the comforting warmth of your coin.

Chance:

"I guess you'd want me to leave, right?"

April:

"Yeah, I do. So scram, and pronto."

Chance:

"Well, let's make a bet. If you can answer my riddle, I'll leave you alone. If, however, you fail..."

Then, you got an idea. An awful idea. You, Chance Fortuna, got a wonderful, awful idea!

Chance:

"If you can't answer, or you answer wrong, you have to obey my every order as well as you can until I leave this room. Even after that, you'll have to keep following the orders I already gave you."

She grinned wickedly.

April:

"So, the pizza boy won one bet, and now he thinks he's on top of the world, huh? Fine, I'm game. Give me your riddle and get ready to get out of here."

Chance:

"Alright. What starts with an E and ends with an E, but only has one letter in it?"

April:

"That's it? That's your riddle? You practically handed me the victory, you might as well have left the room altogether, that would have spared you the humiliation."

You merely gave her a smug smirk.

Chance:

"Well, if it's so easy, then what's the answer?"

April:

"Simple! The answer is... The answer... What is the answer?"

Chance:

"So you give up?"

April growled at your smug demeanor.

April:

"Fine, yes, I give up. Now what's the answer?"

Chance:

"The answer, my dear April, is an envelope. The word starts with E and ends with E, and an envelope has a letter in it. So now, you know what happens, right?"

The woman in pink rolled her eyes.

April:

"Yeah, yeah, I have to obey your stupid little orders. So let's get this over with, ask your questions and leave me alone."

Chance:

"Oh, I'm afraid I won't be satisfied with just asking questions. Undress."

She obeyed while rolling her eyes.

April:

"I should've expected this. Fucking pervert. There, I'm naked. Happy?"

Chance:

"Not really, no. I preferred that naive bimbo act you had during the trial. Act like that!"

April's demeanor immediately changed, and she gave you a cute smile.

April:

"Oh? So you like me, big boy? Tee hee! Then I guess you can, like, have your little bimbo back."

She finished her sentence with a wink and her signature tit bounce. Gotta say, the effect is much better with her clothes off. If you weren't hard before (and you were, unpleasant or not, April was really hot), you definitely were now.

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April:

"Y'know stud, I'm wayyy too young to get kids. So, like, could you put on a condom? I think I have some in the bathroom. Could you go get one, pwetty pwease?"

You were rising to go get one when you realized something.

Chance:

"And if I went to the bathroom, that would count as leaving the room, wouldn't it? Are you trying to get out of the bet?"

You spotted a flash of irritation in April's eyes.

April:

"Like, of course not, baby. Why would I..."

Chance:

"Do not lie to me!"

You had to admit, you were annoyed. Not so much with her as with yourself. I must admit, that little number of hers is good, but I must not get distracted. She's not my friend and I'll have to remember that.

Chance:

"New order. From now on, you are not allowed to try and get out of the bet in any way, shape or form. Do you understand."

April gave you a cute pout. Yep, she's good.

April:

"Awwww... Okay, sir, I won't."

Your cock twitched at these words.

Chance:

"Sir, huh? I like it. Keep calling me that. Now, you were a very bad girl, weren't you? Come on my lap."

April let out an airy giggle and crawled on your lap, shaking her cute butt along the way.

April:

"Tee hee, I've been very naughty, haven't I? Are you, like going to punish me, sir?"

Chance:

"Oh, trust me, I will. Now, count the spanks, and don't forget to thank me after each one."

And on these words, you delivered a soft blow on the pinkette's left cheek. She bit back a moan.

April:

"Nnnh. One. Thank you, sir!"

Is she... enjoying this? You gave another spank on April's right buttcheek.

April:

"Aaaaah. Two. Thank you, sir!"

Yep, definitely enjoying this. To be fair, I'm enjoying this myself. You rained another blow.

April:

"Ooooh! Three. Thank you, sir!"

You kept delivering harder and harder spanks on April's ass, and she kept moaning harder and harder. Well, this is getting a little repetitive. Let's give this an explosive end.

The last strike was not delivered on her butt. No, you gave a hard spank directly on her dripping pussy. This was apparently very effective on the pinkette, who loudly orgasmed. Finally, she caught her breath.

April:

"Aaaah... Aaaah... T-Ten. Thank... you, sir."

You chuckled and started to undress as well.

Chance:

"You're welcome, you little masochist. Not much of a punishment for you, is it? Well, now that the preliminaries are done, go on the bed and get on your hands and knees."

April giggled cutely and obeyed.

April:

"Oh, are you, like, gonna fuck me, sir?"

Your only answer was to slam yourself inside her drenched pussy from behind.

April:

"Like, be careful, sir. I'm still sensi... Ooooh."

You started to fuck her hard, her almost pained moans only encouraging you further. For a woman who was probably regularly using her body for her goals, she was still deliciously tight. That, and you had hit a bit of a dry spell recently (and by recently, you meant for three years), which made this all the better. Still, I shouldn't be the only one enjoying myself. You reached around and started to play with April's nipples.

April:

"S-sir... you naughty-aaaaah!"

Oh wow, she really enjoys when I twist them. April's second orgasm hit her like a freight train, and she crumbled, her arms giving out. Fuck, I'm almost...

You pulled out of her and started jacking off. Yeah, I'm not cumming inside her. Even if I wanted to have children, I'd never make any kid go through having that hag for a mom, no matter how hot she is.

Chance:

"Get on your knees and open your mouth!"

With trembling limbs, the pinkette obeyed. Your first cumshot hit April on her breasts. Higher. Your second covered her hair. Lower. Your third hit her nose, splattering her face. A little lower. Finally, you shot in her mouth, sending rope after rope of your sperm on her tongue. There we go.

April kept her position, not yet ordered to stop. You pulled out your phone and took a picture of the cum-covered woman.

Chance:

"Perfect. Now, clean up and swallow as much of my cum as possible."

She swallowed what she already had in her mouth and gave you a wink.

April:

"Tee hee! Yes, sir."

While she was scooping globs of spunk from her pink hair, you started to redress, feeling the coin pulsating warmth. Is it me, or does it seem almost... amused? Like it thinks what I did was endearing? The more you used the coin, the more it seemed sentient, or at least connected to someone or something powerful. At least, whatever it is, it seems to like me.

Once April was done cleaning up, at least as well as possible when she was just using her hands, you turned back to her.

Chance:

"Alright. Now that it's done, I order you to answer my questions."

April:

"Oh? You want to, like, ask me something? Tee hee! I'm all ears, sir."

Right, I did order her to act like this. Well, you'd better tell her to stop before you got a headache.

Chance:

"First, you no longer have to act as a bimbo. You can act as you want."

The difference was like night and day. One moment, she had this flirtatious expression, the next her face showed a disdainful sneer. Not as bad as it could be, though. It seems like I was right about the coin making people accept the outcome of my bets without any issue.

April:

"So, you had your fun. Are you satisfied, sir?"

Chance:

"You are also allowed to call me by my name instead of sir."

April looked annoyed.

April:

"Because you think I bothered to learn your name? You're not that important, sir."

Chance:

"Important enough to try and pin a **** on me, right?"

She rolled her eyes.

April:

"That wasn't the plan, you were just the first one on the crime scene."

Chance:

"Then what was the plan?"

April:

"To kill Mia Fey and make her sister take the blame. Unfortunately Wright was the one in the office instead of Fey and he ordered a pizza, which arrived before Maya."

Well, that makes more sense than trying to pin the crime on a random delivery guy, I guess.

Chance:

"I see. And who's the actual murderer?"

April:

"My boss. Redd White."

Huh. So Mia was right.

Chance:

"The CEO of that detective agency company?"

April:

"Officially, yes."

Chance:

"And unofficially?"

April:

"Bluecorp's information gathering is more used to **** people than to solve crimes. Powerful, influential people. CEOs, politicians, judges... We have our fingers in many pies."

Chance:

"And you... wiretap people?"

April:

"I'm Mr. White's personal secretary. I only go out into the field when something warrants his personal attention."

Chance:

"So what did Mia do to warrant White's attention?"

April:

"She was investigating us, gathering evidence of what we actually did. Enough evidence to be a danger to us. So, Mr. White had me keep tabs on her, until I knew where the evidence was hidden."

Inside of the Thinker.

April:

"I learned that Maya was coming to visit her sister, both to celebrate her birthday and to hide the evidence. So Mr. White devised a plan to get the evidence and to get rid of that pesky lawyer. The evening of Maya's visit, he would break in the law offices, steal and destroy the evidence, **** Mia and leave proof that Maya was the culprit."

Chance:

"What proof?"

April:

"I don't know. I was supposed to call the police once Maya arrived and act as a witness in court. Mr. White brokered a deal with the prosecutor's father so that my ties with Bluecorp wouldn't be exposed during the trial. Unfortunately, neither of the Feys was here when we wanted them."

Well, that's... big. Bigger than I would have imagined.

Chance:

"Alright, I'm going. Let's see... You are allowed to move and dress as you want, but you're not allowed to mention my little visit in any way, shape and form and you're not allowed to try and hurt me, Mia or Maya. Oh, and that's not an order, but you should probably shower. Goodbye."

And on these words, you left the hotel room. Time to make my report to Mia.

---

September 7, 2:16 PM

Fey & Co. Law Offices

Reception

Chance:

"...and I went here. So what did Gumshoe say?"

Mia frowned and bit her sandwich. She takes all of that pretty well. Though I guess she already knew most of it, but still, I just told her she was the target of a **** attempt.

Mia:

"Well, not much. Apparently Phoenix left Maya's name written in blood on the scene, which is why they've arrested her. Other than that, they don't have anything else, but..."

Yeah, that's pretty damning. You gulped down your own belated lunch.

Chance:

"Did Mr. Wright even know your sister's name?"

Mia:

"How can I prove he didn't in court? I can't just claim the evidence was doctored, I have to show it. And since you got Miss May to retract your testimony, I don't have anything else to show."

Chance:

"Well, that's not necessarily true. I think I have a plan."

Mia:

"Is it to shower and change? Because you stink of Miss May's perfume and there are some... stains on your pants."

You blushed brightly at Mia, who seemed more amused than anything else. I don't know if you're making her feel like that, coin, but if so, thank you. The coin merely pulsed with amusement.

Chance:

"Hem... That's the first step, yes. But my actual plan is to give the prosecution something else, something you can demolish in court."

She raised an eyebrow.

Mia:

"And where will you find that something that von Karma would accept as evidence and that would be flawed enough that I could, as you say, demolish?"

Chance:

"It's simple. We're going to convince Redd White to testify."