Tamara's Bargain

"Why would I make a deal?!" Jessica snarled in frustration, "Why are you even offering one?! Are you mocking me, Mistress?!"

"Not at all!" Tamara replied, raising her hands defensively, "Just... think about this for a second. What are you going to do with this ring when you get it back?"

"Put it back in the box," Jessica replied, "Duh!"

"Okay," Tamara said with a nod, "And what are you going to do with the box? Since it pretty obviously didn't stay where you put it."

"That's because that nerdy creep Kevin sneeked into my room and tried to steal it before I could put it away!"

"Kevin?" Tamara asked with a surprised expression, "Kevin SCOTT? I take it you didn't invite him. Was he panty raiding or just trying to get into the party?"

"Ewww!" Jessica groaned, "I hope it was the latter."

"Anyway," Tamara said, "My point is... what's stopping someone else from getting in here and stealing it? Or your mom or dad just come in here for something and stumble on it? Or there's some freak accident and it gets thrown out with the trash? Then you'd have no way of knowing where it is or what kind of person could find it and take control of you!"

Jessica started to answer but then stopped as she realized she did not have a response for that. She had considered burying it or throwing it into the nearest lake but that presented the same problem of having no way to know if someone might unearth it.

"You'd have to always be watching your back every day and night," Tamara continued, "but if you know where it is at all times, that'd be a load off your mind, right?"

"Except the part where you could use me to make a wish whenever you wanted or you lose it..."

Tamara smirked as she said, "That second part is easy. Watch. I wish that nobody ever noticed this ring on my finger or ever tried to remove it."

Jessica clenched her teeth and let out a hissing moan between them. God, why did granting wishes have to feel so... GOOD?

"Oh," Tamara added, "And I wish this ring would never slip off my finger for any reason and I can safely wash, cook, eat, and sleep with it on too."

Jessica felt her eyes slightly rolling back as all these wishes were, to her horror, getting her really close to an actual orgasm.

"There. Now you'll always know where it is and won't have to worry about someone else even knowing its there to try and take it."

"Now I just have to worry about whatever wishes you want to make, Mistress," Jessica replied with a bit of a pout.

"Weeeellll," Tamara said, grinning in a sly way, "I'm not against making wishes for stuff you want too."

Jessica blinked, her jaw dropping open. "You can DO that? You WANT to do that?!"

"So long as it's not something that'll end up hurting me or making me lose the ring," Tamara replied with a nod, "Sure! Why not ask for one now?"

Jessica thought for a few seconds. Was she really considering this?

"Y'know," she finally said, "While I'm glad Jason's brother got the beer at all, I kinda wanted that Canadian stuff he originally promised to try and get instead of..."

"The yellow tap water beer?" Tamara finished.

"Exactly!"

"Okay then," Tamara said, holding up her ring-bearing hand dramatically, "I wish this party had the beer Jessica actually wanted in the first place."

Jessica's hips bucked as she moaned again, her toes curling as she still was **** to stand in place despite the fact her legs were starting to feel like jelly from all this stimulation... and the fact that the few beers she had already had were now of the much more potent brew than what she had originally drunk.

Tamara went over to her cup that she had left on the dresser when she had been pulled into the room and took a sip, her eyes widening at how much stronger and cloyingly sweeter it was now.

"Wish granted," she grunted.

Jessica craned her neck to look at the cup Tamara set down, feeling more than a little tipsy but still wanting to make sure.

"Can I have some?" she asked.

"Sure," Tamara said, and then blinked, "Oh right! I wish, so long as it's not to attack me or something like that, you can move again."

Jessica staggered forward as the magical binding holding her up vanished, her legs giving way as her heated insides sent waves of pleasure radiating through her entire nervous system yet again and the **** in her system assaulted her equilibrium. She yelped as she prepared to face plant, but Tamara moved fast enough to catch her before she hit the floor. Jessica stayed there for a moment, catching her breath as her nerve endings tingled and her head swam.

She did not know if it was a result of the repeated wishes making her hyper sensitive, the booze effecting her judgement, or something... else.... but the longer she stayed in Tamara's arms the more she noticed little... pleasant things.

She smells nice... and god, her tits are so huge and soft, the blonde thought, her body unconsciously rubbing against the brunette's slightly stockier frame, Wait... what am I thinking?! I'm not into girls! Oh god, did she put her knee between my legs or did I...? I should stop. She'll get the wrong idea! I should... I really should... stop...

Tamara, for her part, was quick to notice Jessica was indeed grinding against her, which made her blush hotly. Somehow, the other girl had managed to trap her knee between her legs and Tamara could feel just how wet Jessica had gotten even through her panties. She bit her lower lip as their breasts rubbed against each other through the thin material of their dresses, Jessica's nipples shoving up against her own in a way that felt very good.

Swallowing nervously and then licking her lips, Tamara looked in Jessica's eyes and asked, "Th-Those wishes hit you pretty hard, huh?"

Jessica did not trust herself to do more than nod in response.

"I..." Tamara paused to swallow again, trying not to freak out or sound too excited, "I... think... I... I can help with that too. I-If... if you want me to, I mean..."

"H-Help?" Jessica groaned softly, "H-How would you do that, M-Mistress?"