Sweet Release

Ding!

Brad woke to his phone’s notification tone. He groaned as he pulled himself up off the carpet and pulled up his phone. “13 new messages”.

“What the hell?” Brad muttered as he unlocked the phone and opened the app. They were all from Maisie. “Hey, sorry about the surprise meeting. Hey you there? Brad? I’m sorry, please don’t be mad.”

The messages went on like that. He brought up the keyboard and simply sent, “Sorry, fell asleep. Could you come over today?”

He put the phone down and trudged over to the shower, his muscles aching from sleeping on the floor. As he stood under the water he thought about how crazy his life now was and what he was going to say to Maisie today. He turned off the water and put a towel on when the doorbell rang. He figured it was just a delivery, so he opened the door and Maisie rushed in.

“Oh! Hi there, I didn’t know you were coming that fast, I would’ve put some clothes on.” Brad laughed.

“I told you I was on the way,” Maisie quipped back, “besides, I didn’t send you your picture this morning, so I figured I’d make it up to you in person.” There was a hint of fear behind her playful expression.

“Picture? Oh, I thought I backtracked that one already, sorry. Maisie,”

“Wait” She cut him off, “you did. Think of this as a thank you for everything so far” As she talked she took off her hoodie exposing her plain black bra and jean shorts underneath.

Brad stared in awe and figured he must still be sleeping.

Maisie stood there awkwardly and broke the silence, “Well? I know you’ve seen more already but this is the most you’ve seen willingly. Do you like?”

Brad was still trying to catch his breath but mustered up, “like? Of course I like! But you’re being rather brave, don’t you think?”

“What do you mean?” Maisie asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious.

“Well, you show up to my house and strip off your top. Did you happen to think of how that might affect me? I mean, it’s pretty hot.” Brad admitted.

“Well, actually, I did. It’s not like I’ve gone my whole life planning and thinking about how I would work with and around this curse.” Maisie went on, “If you don’t like it, I’ll put my hoodie back on. If you like it too much well then…do something about it.”

Brad couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Do something about it? Like what?”

Maisie snorted, “Really? You’ve got absolute power over me and you’re asking me what you could do if you liked what you saw too much? Command me to fuck you, I know it’s coming sooner or later.”

“No,” Brad started, “I’m not going to command that. However, I am going to make you tell me what prompted this and what you wanted to happen, unless you’d rather just tell me.”

She smiled, “Alright, but first, make me keep my free will, at least through today, make me be honest with you and make me only do things I absolutely want to do, please.”

Brad wondered why she felt the need to safeguard herself like that, but then realized she was trying to keep some semblance of control over her life so he relented, “Ok, Maisie, For the remainder of the day, you will be completely honest with me. You will also not do anything that you don’t want to. You are to ignore any commands, intentional or accidental, that contradict this one until 6am tomorrow.”

Maisie was caught off guard. She had expected he’d agree mostly. She didn’t expect that he’d add in more safety than what she asked for. He didn’t realize it at that moment, but he had just solidified the choice she had made this morning after talking with her mom about last night’s meeting.

“Wow, well ok then, let’s have some fun!” Maisie shrieked in delight as she rushed towards Brad.

“Wha..” Maisie cut him off as her lips met his.

It was a rushed kiss with more **** behind it than she meant. Brad was initially caught off guard but quickly regained himself and pulled her into a hug. He felt the skin of her midriff against his as he was still in a towel.

“Mais, are you sure you want to do this?” Brad asked as he pulled her into another kiss.

“I don’t have a choice but to do what I want, remember?” She answered softly, “Now, do you want me to explain everything and kill the mood, or do you want to see where this goes?” She gives Brad a wicked smile as she shimmies off her jean shorts and throws her arms around his neck, this time Brad’s ready and wraps his arms around her.

They began making out, slowly at first but with growing intensity. They moved toward the couch and tripped. Brad’s towel fell to the ground and Maisie gasped.

“Is that for me?” She said playfully and gently tapped the tip of his erection.

Brad groaned and held back just long enough to ask, “If we don’t stop now, we may not stop until it’s too late. Is that what you want?”

Instead of answering, Maisie traced her hands down Brad’s chest, past his stomach and slowly knelt to her knees as her hand reached his dick.

She looked him in the eye and said, “Try and stop me”.

With that, she took him into her mouth. Brad felt like he had died and gone to heaven. 3 days ago, his dreams wouldn’t even allow him to get this far with her. Now, she was giving him a blowjob in his living room. He hadn’t even commanded her to! What the hell was going on? The more he tried to think about what had changed, the more he found himself unable to think. Maisie was bobbing up and down, occasionally coming out completely to lick up and down his shaft. Brad couldn’t take it anymore. Without warning he came all over her face.

“Maisie, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to” Brad started.

Maisie looked into his eyes, wiping cum away from her face and said, “I did. Now, I feel over dressed and underwhelmed. Help me out would ya?” she grabbed each of his hands and gently, sensually, dragged them across her chest, over her bra clad breasts and to the clasp of her bra.

Brad unclasped it and it fell to the floor. This wasn’t the first time he’d seen Maisie like this, but as she so clearly pointed out, it was the first time she intended him to see her. She turned around, bent down and took her panties off facing away from him. Brad’s dick twitched, just recently spent but already wanting to go again. Maisie slowly turned around and sauntered over to Brad, lazily throwing her arms around his neck. She got on her toes and whispered in Brad’s ear.

“Can it be my turn to feel good?”

Brad instinctively pushed her to the couch and onto her back. He stared at the beauty before him, fully naked and wanting him. The girl he’d been chasing for years wanted him. The power was intoxicating and as he knelt down to finally have sex with her she stopped him.

“Wait, not that, Not yet, is that ok?” Maisie asked.

“Hmm, alright then” Brad said.

Without warning he scooted back and dove down between her legs, landing kisses on her legs, stomach and thighs.

Maisie squealed with delight then said, “You’re missing the important part!” she grabbed his head and pulled him straight to her womanhood.

Brad took the hint and got to work. He’d never done this before, but he figured it couldn’t be that hard to figure out.

She was moaning but due to his lack of experience it didn’t seem to be quite enough so Brad tried dirty talk.

“You like that?” Brad said, attempting to be sexy.

Maisie laughed then caught herself, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh, try again, please!”

“That’s it Maisie, cum for me harder than you have for anyone” Brad said.

To Brad’s surprise, Maisie immediately locked her legs around his head. She started shaking and her face was distorted like she wanted to make noise but couldn’t. Brad continued where he was until she pulled him up.

“You suck!” she said with a pout, though her tone made it obvious she was playing.

“What?! After that?” Brad snapped back.

“You TOLD me to cum! I wanted to make you work for it!” Maisie giggled, “But still, thank you.”

“Shit! I didn’t mean to, wait…thank you? For what?” Brad’s mind was slowly regaining focus.

“For listening to me, even though you have absolutely no reason to anymore.” Maisie said then continued, “Can we get dressed and clean up? I feel like I owe you an explanation.”

“Sure, Maisie, you are fully clean.” Brad said it and he knew he said it, he wanted to see if it would work. Again, as he finished, he felt the now familiar twinge of pain behind his eye. He almost dismissed it again, but remember John the night before and made a mental note to try and see what was triggering it.

Before his eyes, Maisie was back to the way she had arrived, nothing on her face, no sweat left anywhere on her body.

Maisie looked surprised, “That shouldn’t have worked… the curse isn’t supposed to give me any benefits. It’s only supposed to punish us. At least, that’s what the witch told me.”

Brad’s mind immediately went clear, “Wait, the witch told YOU? You can talk with this bitch?”

Maisie realized she overshared, but it was too late, “Get dressed, let’s talk, please.”

Brad got dressed in his room while she put her clothes back on in the living room and he came out to see Maisie curled into a ball on the sofa. He sat down across from her.

“Alright, I’ll order food in but we need to talk, now. This was a huge switch up and now I’m thinking straight. What do you mean the witch told you how it works?” Brad questioned.

Maisie started, “well…”