Words with Fiends - 44

Kayla forced herself to smile as a new customer walked up to the cash, "Like hi! What can I, like, um, get for you?"

The man's eyes drifted down to the leash dangling from her neck, stopping far too long at her tits, before finally looked her in the eyes, "Nice leash."

"It's like, fashion!" Kayla said, trying to dismiss it.

"Sure," He winked at her, "Uh, I'll have an vanilla latte, but can you add the caramel syrup on it? Oh and two packets of sugar too."

Kayla blinked at him. After a second she realized he was serious. Serious about tooth decay that is. She tried to stay serious and give him an honest reply, but ditz wasn't having it, "Oh like wow! That sounds sweeeeet! Um, like totally, I can do that for you. Uh let's see it's uh...$5...no, $9.50."

He paid and she went to make his disgusting drink. She was very self conscious of him looking at the leash, and her tits, but she managed to keep her mouth shut. She finished the drink and handed it to him, then turned just in time to see Marcy coming out of the back.

The fiends had obviously been playing with Marcy too, she wore leggings which were fairly normal for her, but her top left her entirely belly exposed. Kayla couldn't remember her ever dressing like that.

Marcy saw her and rolled her eyes, then pointed at her stomach, "AB. You know how it is. Nice leash."

Kayla shrugged, "Totz," She nodded, "It like, um, sticks out, doesn't it?"

Marcy closed the distance between them and reached for the leash. Kayla tried to stop her, but something prevented it. Marcy grabbed the leash and stepped back, "Follow me."

"Marcy I'm like, uh, supposed to be on cash!"

Despite her verbal protests, Kayla's body obediently followed Marcy to the back. She was so disoriented by the being forced to suddenly follow that she was completely caught of caught when...Marcy kissed her.

Not just a kiss. Marcy spun her around, pushed her against the wall, grabbed the back of her head, and pressed their lips together like she had been waited her whole life for that moment.

When Marcy broke away, Kayla was too stunned to react more than dropping her jaw.

Marcy winked at her, "What are you doing? We have customers waiting." Marcy grabbed her apron and rushed to the front.

Kayla took a moment to compose herself, and went to join Marcy. They actually did have customers, so they didn't have an opportunity to talk. Now that there were two of them it was easier. Marcy had taken the cash and so Kayla just had to make the orders, it was easier not having to interact with customers. Of course they still saw the leash, but most people just wanted to take their coffee and go.

Eventually though the rush died down and it was just the two of them. Kayla turned to Marcy, "So like, um, what wuz that?"

"What? Can't two friends share a kiss?" Marcy said with a grin.

"Are we, like, friends? And like, no. That's not like...um...plato-ic or whatever." Kayla KNEW it was platonic but the stupid punishment wouldn't let her say it. She was so frustrated she barely noticed Marcy's eyes sparkling dangerously.

"Oh but we are friends. And friends borrow things from each other right?" Marcy stepped forward and touched Kayla's turtleneck around her collarbone, then let her hand drift down over her chest, "Nice shirt. Can I borrow it?" Her voice dropped lower and she stepped even closer, "Now."

Kayla hadn't realized just how far SHARE went. She had to share anything with anyone and so she found herself compelled to take off her apron and then pull her top over her head and pass it to Marcy. As soon as it was off she shrieked and covered herself with her arms, "Marcy! You, like, can't!"

Marcy regarded the sweater, "Oh my...you're right. I can't wear this. I forgot about AB, it would cover my belly. It does have some other uses though..." Marcy took it and started wiping the counter with it. They kept their stations pretty clean, but after a rush like that there was always a little bit of spilled coffee, milk, or grinds on the counter. Marcy moved quickly and then held the shirt up, "Ew. Stinks a little. Here, you can have it back."

Marcy tossed it at Kayla and she caught it. It wasn't soaked through, but it had wet spots all over, not to mention the coffee grounds on it. Well, it beat standing here in her bra, she put it back on.

"Like, why are you doing this?" Kayla and Marcy weren't really friends, but they'd never been enemies. She couldn't understand the change in behaviour, it must be the Fiends at work.

"Ah well you see I really wanted to get rid of that wardrobe malfunction punishment. And I did...but it cost me a few PW tiles. AB, BITCH, those two were a combo, and SEX. AB is obvious," She pointed to her belly, "Bitch makes me want to torment you and sex..." Her breath seemed to become faster and faster now, "Sex makes me want to fuck you right here and now..."

"M-Marcy..." Kayla tried to back away but Marcy caught the leash and held it tight.

"You aren't going anywhere..." Marcy stopped and shook her head, "I'm sorry. I'm a bit much, aren't I?" She laughed, "You know I'm sorry about the shirt, I hope it comes clean. I just couldn't help myself. The kiss though...I'm not sorry about that. That was fire."

Kayla knew how powerful the punishments could be, she understood where Marcy was coming from, "It's like, fine. J-just a shirt," And the apron covered the worst of it anyway, "I like, totz forgive you. Umm..." She looked around the empty store, "I like, have a really bad idea."

Marcy's eyebrows went up, "I like bad ideas. So you do want to have sex?"

"NO!" Kayla flushed, "We could like, play a game. If you like, win, you could, um, get rid of bitch."

"Bitch, not sex?" Marcy purred.

"W-whatever." Kayla said quickly.

Marcy seemed to consider it, then she nodded, "Let's take a break." She grabbed a sign from under the counter and set it ontop for customers to see. She adjusted it so it said On Break Back in 10 minutes, then grabbed Kayla's leash and led her to the back, "We don't want to be disturbed after all."

They went to the break room and Marcy went for to her backpack. Kayla thought she was looking for her phone, but instead she pulled something small out and hid it behind her back. Kayla eyed her suspiciously, "What are you, like, doing?"

Marcy grabbed the leash and pulled it down, forcing Kayla onto her knees. Then she quickly wrapped the leash around the leg of a storage cabinet. The object she'd hidden in her hand turned out to be a padlock, which she deftly fastened onto the leash, locking her in place. Kayla couldn't touch the leash herself, so she tried lifting the corner of the storage cabinet to free herself, but it was no use. She wasn't strong enough, but also she worried about knocking it over onto herself.

"W-what? Why?" Kayla asked.

"I'm a bitch, remember?" Marcy said. She grabbed Kayla's phone from her back and passed it to her, "Here."

"I'm not playing now." Kayla insisted, "Let me go first."

Marcy shook her head, "I need every advantage I can get. I figure if I stole your phone mid game or otherwise prevented you from playing, the Fiends would punish me. But this way you're distracting, forced to kneel on the ground with your face inches from the floor...but you aren't actually unable to play. Win or lose I'll free you. Promise."

Kayla gulped. Either way she was at Marcy's mercy. She nodded and opened up the game. Before she could hit challenge, there was a pop up.

What a fun idea! Good job Marcy! Let's sweeten the deal, shall we? Marcy wants to get rid of BITCH and SEX and Kayla wants to get rid of SHARE and DOGGIE. Challenge Marcy now and the winner will get to eliminate one and give the other to the loser, while the loser still earns her usual punishment!

Kayla bit her lip. She really didn't want to play right now, but it seemed like her only way out. She sent a challenge to Marcy and then looked at her starting tiles.

She had the F and K, two high value tiles, but not a lot of vowels...finally she played FORK for 22 points.

Marcy clicked her tongue, "Not that I want more punishments but I can't lose to you..."

Kayla saw Marcy's move on her screen. RAINY, on the PW tile, for 32. Kayla thought it almost seemed like a waste of a PW tile, for just 32 points, but it wasn't her call.

Marcy's move had left the triple word open, and Kayla racked her brain trying to find a word to play off the Y. Finally she found it, GAILY for 27 points. Unfortunately Marcy didn't need any time to think, dropping CUZ for 48 points and a 31 point lead.

Kayla gulped. There was a PW tile open...should she go for it?

She found a word and with a few seconds of consideration, felt like she knew what the punishment would be. She could live with it. She played THONG for 36. She bit her lip, it had only given her a 3 point lead. Not enough.

Marcy took nearly her full minute to think but Kayla's heart sank when she played. BREWS, 30 points. Kayla didn't want another PW tile, but she was going to lose at this rate, she was down by 25 with a single turn. She'd need to get a big score with her final turn...and that meant the PW tile.

Luckily she'd picked up a tile to make it worthwhile. The J. She played JAB for 48. She had a 23 point lead.

"Shit." Marcy's exclamation brought a smile to Kayla's face. She'd done it, she'd-

"Like, what!?" Kayla couldn't believe it. Marcy had just played MANQUE, a word Kayla had never heard of. She played in on the bottom, making MI, AL off gaily and using the N from RAINY. The word stretched across the bottom to hit the double word. 40 fucking points. Kayla had lost.

"WHEW!" Marcy whooped, "I can't believe I pulled that off! Thanks so much!" Kayla looked up and saw her tapping her screen, "BITCH is gone and SEX, well, SEX is your problem now."

Kayla gulped then looked back at her phone.

So close! Oh well, Marcy sent you a good one!

Belial was taunting her. She tried to ignore it and read the description instead.

SEX - You will slowly start to crave sexual contact. Minor things like kissing can slow the progression but you'll have to go all the way before too long.

She could see why Marcy had been eager to get rid of it. She didn't want to be forced to become a slut. Kayla didn't either. She was stuck with it for a day at least though.

She dismissed it and checked out her punishment options

• FORK
• BREWS
• GAILY

With little idea of what any of them could be, Kayla picked FORK. She then checked out the description, along with the results of her PW tiles.

• FORK - Sometimes when you are trying to make a decision, you will find it very difficult to decide. If you are alone you will eventually decide, but if others are around you will ask for their opinion and obey their advice.
• THONG - You may only wear thong underwear
• JAB - You don't have a fear of needles, you have a craving for them. You'll long to get pierced with a needle, not in a dangerous way, but for a new piercing or tattoo, preferably both, and often.

Before she had time to think about her new punishments, they kicked in. She was wearing panties, a big no-no. She desperately hiked up her skirt and started to pull them down. It was awkward and painful given her current position, but eventually she managed. The whole time she was struggling Marcy just watched, and laughed.

When Kayla was finally commando, Marcy bent down and unlocked the padlock. She freed the leash from the cabinet leg and pulled Kayla close, "So? Let me guess...thong made you unable to wear non-thong underwear?"

Kayla nodded, "Totz got it."

"And...? What else?"

Kayla hesitated, she didn't want to give Marcy any power over her, but then again she already had quite a bit with this stupid leash, "FORK, I'll have trouble making decisions, Thong, as you know, and JAB, an addiction to piercings."

"Interesting. Well I'll be nice and tell you mine. RAINY, when I get wet, I get horny. Showers are going to be difficult, and I'll need to invest in a good umbrella. Well, we should get back to work, shouldn't we?"

Kayla nodded and Marcy released her. The rest of their shift passed rather normally. Or as normal as you could with a leash dangling from your neck. Marcy teased her a little, but it wasn't like before. It was much friendly. Maybe...maybe they were really friends now?

At first she felt like SEX didn't bother her, but as the shift wore on she got more and more anxious. She now knew why Marcy had kissed her so, she started to desperately want to do it right back. She didn't though, because she couldn't decide if it was a good idea to kiss her or not.

Her potential salvation showed up right before the end of her shift. Corey walked in, he was going to work the closing shift. He said hi to her, his eyes drifting to her leash, before disappearing into the back. Kayla rocked back and forth on her heels before looking at Marcy, "I was...I was thinking of asking Corey for sex...or at least offer him a blowjob...what do you think?"

Marcy laughed, "Wow, asking me...hmm...I think you should go offer him a blowjob. Oh and ask him to cum all over your face. He deserves it. He's such a good boss!"

Kayla nodded and felt compelled to follow Marcy's advice. She hurried to the back and knocked on the office door. She didn't wait for him to answer and opened it and was rewarded with the sight of Corey shirtless. She felt her heart start to race as she stared at his chiseled chest. He really was gorgeous. Corey looked embarrassed for a second, but when he realized it was Kayla who had opened the door his expression softened, "What can I do for you?" He asked as he started to put on his work shirt.

"Can I like, uh, give you a blowjob?" She asked bluntly.

Corey's jaw dropped, then he shook himself, "Um, is this a Fiend thing?"

"Sort of. Please? I'm totz desperate." Kayla said.

Corey gulped, "W-well if you're desperate...I feel like I'm taking advantage of you all the time."

Kayla stepped inside and shut the door behind her, locking it. She knelt down in front of him and started to unbuckle his pants, "No, if anything I'm like tooootally taking advantage of you. Oh and like, you should cum on my face, you like that, don't you?"

Corey blushed, "Well...I...I'd be lying if I said no...but really...ah!" She'd finished getting his pants off and had just grabbed his cock. Any further arguments from him were silenced as she enveloped him with her mouth. He put his hands on her head gently as she bobbed up and down. She could tell Corey was quickly working towards his peak, so she pulled back and started to stroke with him her hands, aiming his cock at her face.

Seconds later he exploded, send rope after rope of hot cum all over her face. She let go and looked up at him. Even though he'd been the one to orgasm, she felt really good. SEX had been temporarily sated by that action and it was a huge relief in itself.

Corey stared at her for a moment, then coughed, "Um, sorry. Let me get you something to clean up..."

He scrambled around looking, then passed her some tissues. It wasn't enough, but she wiped some of the cum off as he pulled up his pants. She stood and looked at him sheepishly, "Um...should I finish cleaning off in the bathroom or uhh just go home like this?"

"What? Oh, uh, the bathroom I guess." Corey said.

"Thanks, I'll go do that." She was relieved he'd decided that, the tissues just didn't cut it. She hurried to the bathroom to clean up, then joined Marcy for the last 10 minutes of her shift. Then it was finally time to head home, and nearly time to hide the damn leash again.