Amy Accepts (Humiliation route)

Amy frowned, clearly a little bit ****. That was understandable, she was used to being the dominant one when they played together at night. Elana knew that Amy was proud, and didn't like to give up her freedoms easily. But at the same time Elana was a sub herself, and knew the signs when she saw another. She was pretty sure - fairly sure anyway - that there was a part of Amy that would like this sort of thing. It was just usually suppressed by the rest. Amy was so strong, so sure, so confident, she wasn't used to feeling like she didn't have control. Elana on the other hand was used to that, she delighted in it. She knew that what got you off didn't mean you were a bad person, or have to reflect back on your normal life. Fantasies were fantasies, after all, even if you used a magical rulebook to make them true. There was a part of Amy that liked to submit, or so she thought, but the rest of her would not allow herself to experience it.

That was why Elana had set this all up. She knew first hand how powerful the rulebook could be, and how strong the rush of emotion was when you first realised what it could do. It was like... it was like throwing the doors wide open to your subconscious, and all of your fantasies came boiling out. It was that feeling, that sense of euphoria, that had led Elana to make her own mistake when she first used it, too carried away by what she could do to think about what she really should. However, this time, she was hoping that Amy would succumb to that same emotional rush, that the possibilities of the rulebook would open her up to herself in a way she wouldn't usually allow.

"Please?" She said. "I know this isn't normally your thing, Amy, but I think you really might enjoy it. And it'd mean a lot to me if we could do it together. So long as we were careful and made some proper protective rules first, it would be absolutely fine."

"I..." Amy closed her eyes for a moment. "If the rule is erased, it goes back to normal, right? And nothing further happens?"

"That's right." Elana said. "And no one remembers unless they were the one who wrote it or were aware of it as a rule in the rulebook."

"All right..." Amy took a deep breath. "Okay then, Elana. I guess that you know what you're talking about... I can't really believe that I'm saying this but... fuck it, just this once. But if I don't like it, we're erasing it, right?"

"Right." Elana agreed. "I don't want what happened to me last time to happen again, you can believe that!"

Together, the two girlfriends worked on the rulebook for some minutes, instituting a series of rules intended to protect themselves from their own fantasies. Elana was the driving **** behind it. As someone who had almost paid the price for not having those protections last time, she was determined not to make the same mistake again.

''Old Rule: Elana Richards and Amy Rikter are both the owners of this rulebook, and can summon it to them at any point they desire to do so.''

''Old Rule: This book is invisible to anyone but its owners, or someone they wish to see it.''

''Old Rule: The owner of this book can write in it without a pen if they so desire, or erase things from it without a rubber, all they need to do is trace a finger over the page where they want the rule to be, or the rule they wish to be removed.''

"There we go." Elana said, sitting back. "That should just about cover it."

Her heart was beating quickly. She could feel arousal between her legs. It had been three years since she had last used the rulebook, but she still sometimes woke up at night remembering what it had been like. Excitement filled her, as well as caution. She felt a thrill running through her body, a sense of danger and desire mixing together to become one.

"What should we write?" Amy asked. "I'm not too sure, honestly. You're the one who has done this before, Elana. Do you have any ideas?"

"Maybe?" Elana giggled a little, feeling giddy in spite of herself. "I might have put a little thought to it..."

"Oh?" Amy said, shooting her an amused grin. "Been planning this for a while, have you, babe? I didn't think I bored you that much in bed."

"What?" Elana spluttered. "No, I mean, I didn't mean it like that! Shit!"

Amy laughed, unable to help herself at the mortified look on Elana's face.

"It's fine, it's fine..." She said. "I'm just joking. Tell you what. Why don't you set up the scenario and I won't know it until it happens?"

"What, really?" Elana blinked. "I mean, that'd make it a lot more intense, but..."

"If we're going to do this, we should do it properly." Amy said. "Besides, I can see you put a lot of thought into this. So surprise me."

She turned away for a few minutes, while Elana looked down at the rulebook. Her heart hammered in her chest as she considered just what fantasy she could possibly set in motion...