The First Challenge

"What the hell? Another card." Mary says. She must have just moved the box.

"I could swear that wasn't there before." Barbara muses. "Are you playing some kind of dumb joke on me Mary?"

Mary is too busy reading the writing on the card.

"Joint challenge: admit out loud that you are nasty evil bitches. Earns 1 Karma Point each." Mary reads.

"What the fuck? The nerve!" You can hear Barbara picking up the card as she expresses her outrage.

"Oh, there's more on the back." Mary notices.

"Joint forfeit: Itchy Clits." Barbara reads aloud."What in the world?! Fuck this."

You can hear the sound of the card being ripped in two.

"Sounds like someone has a super weird passive aggressive way of telling us they don't like us." Mary chuckles. "Only a total loser could come up with something like this."

Despite having just been insulted, I'm very excited. It's time to hand out my first punishment.

TIME STOP

Firstly, I take a devil costume that I took from the joke shop, and put it on, including a mask. My reasoning is that if anyone sees me for a brief moment before I manage to stop time, they won't see a young man, they'll see an infernal creature that suddenly vanishes.

Next, I take some itching powder and apply it liberally to the tips of my index and middle fingers on my right hand. Then I reach down the back of Mary's waistband and feel for her clitoris. When I find it, I rub the itching powder into her sensitive button, making sure to get it all over, including inside the crevices of her clitoral hood. I then do the same for Barbara.

Back under the desk I go. Time to see how they rationalize these new sensations.

TIME START

From my vantage point under the desk, I can see straight up both their skirts. I see both of their pairs of legs jump in mild shock.

"What was that?!" Mary squeaks.

"W-what was what?" Barbara stammers, clearly trying to pretend that she didn't just get some weird ghostly sensations in her clit.

"N- nothing." Mary stutters, likely trying to convince herself that she imagined it.

But then the itching powder quickly begins to take effect.

Both women try to pretend that they can't feel it, but I can see their thighs nervously shaking.

Mary is the first to try and sneak a finger down to scratch her crotch.

Barbara doesn't say a word if she notices. And soon her own hand is down between her legs too.

Neither woman speaks, but their scratching becomes more and more urgent. Soon both of them have a hand down inside their underwear, desperately thrumming at their little itchy love buttons.

"F-fuck!" Barbara is the first to crack. "I need to go to the bathroom." She suddenly shoots to her feet, quicker than I've ever seen her stand up before.

"M-me too!" Mary squeaks.

"We can't leave the front desk unmanned, you know the rules!" Barbara says as she makes for the door.

"Please come back quickly!" Mary begs, hand still visibly down her panties.

As soon Barbara has opened the door, it's time for me to jump back into action.

TIME STOP

I've got a new card to write.