SEVEN
Jim came home a few hours later. Violet was watching TV on the couch, and he went over and kissed her. “Hey, babe,” he said. “How are you feeling?” When she turned to him, he frowned at her downcast expression. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
Violet hugged Jim tightly to her and kissed him deeply, then rest her head against his chest. Jim held her, stroking her hair. “Shhhh, it’s okay, it’s okay,” he said. “What happened? Tell me.”
Violet took a moment to gather her thoughts, then said, “Have I ever taken things too far with you?” Jim was a little surprised by the question. Violet pulled back a bit and looked into his face, eyes searching. “Be honest with me. Have I ever used my powers to a point where it got to be too much and I still didn’t stop? I know at class the other day, you told me to quit it, you said ‘seriously, stop’, but I didn’t. I just kept tormenting you.”
“Well… you made it up to me right after,” said Jim.
“That’s no excuse,” said Violet. “Please, was there any other time?”
Jim sighed. “Yeah. Once or twice. You always make the sex play so amazing, but once in a while it gets to a certain point where it’s enough already and I really would like it to stop. But I love you and I trust you, and it’s the least I can do to let you enjoy yourself in return. And I mean, you haven’t ever really hurt me.”
“Oh, Jim,” said Violet. “Maybe I haven’t hurt you yet, but I could. I should stop when you tell me to stop and you truly mean it. You shouldn’t just let me do that to you.”
Jim hesitated before saying, “It’s not like I have a choice, really. When you want to have your fun with me, it’s not like I can do anything to stop you.”
Violet hugged him tightly again. “Oh, god, I was afraid you were going to say that. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. You should never have to feel that way. Not for real. Its one thing to make that part of the fantasy, but I never wanted you to feel that way about our relationship.”
Jim held her, surprised at how sad she sounded. “It’s okay,” he said.
“No, no it isn’t,” she said. She pulled back again. “Before I met you, I used my powers to fuck with people. It usually wasn’t anything major, but I never really thought about the consequences of what I was doing. I’d be at work, and I’d see some guy looking through the lingerie aisle, and I’d peek into his mind and see him fantasizing about his girlfriend wearing the stuff he was looking at. I’d reach into his head and snap his libido up all the way, and he’d go running home with his dick nearly tearing through his pants. I’d chat with friends online and reach out and tease up the ones I knew had a crush on me, so they’d masturbate while they chatted with me.”
“That’s the past,” said Jim. “You stopped doing that a long time ago.”
“Only a couple years,” said Violet. “And I really thought I’d gotten over it. But I haven’t have I? I’ve just been fucking with you instead. I mean, maybe that’s the real reason I always have a version of me watching you in the illusions. I say it’s because I want you to know I’m there for you and I want to watch you enjoy yourself, but maybe I do it because I want to revel in what I’m doing to you. I want to see you twist in my power.”
“Hey,” said Jim, taking her by the shoulder. “Come on. Stop this line of thinking. You’re freaking yourself out.” He looked Violet in the eyes. “Look, so you get a little carried with me sometimes. I forgive you. Really. I mean, maybe from now on we should use a safe word or something, but I forgive you. And when you use the illusions on me, and I feel you watching me, I don’t feel like I’m just a toy you’re playing with. I feel like you’re giving me an incredible gift. And I can see the enjoyment on your face. It’s not a person amused by how they can cruelly manipulate someone. The way your eyes sparkle and your smile widens when you watch me climax, it’s someone who’s proud of the pleasure they can bring their lover. And you should be very, very proud.”
Violet saw the sincerity in his eyes and let out a sigh. “Thank you,” she said. She kissed him again. “I love you Jim, I really do. I’m just, when Doug was telling me about everything Sara did to him and the things she did before she flipped out on him, I just kept imaging everything I used to do. I don’t want to be like her. She sounds like she’s exactly the kind of person I was afraid of becoming.”
“Wait, who’re Doug and Sara?” said Jim.
“Oh, right,” said Violet. “Doug’s our neighbor, the one who was getting tortured. Sara’s the witch who’s been torturing him.”
“Ah,” said Jim. “Did you do some more investigating today?”
Violet frowned. “Um… well… I sort of bumped into him at the soda machine, and I got him talking. I brought him up here and I got him to explain his situation for me. I couldn’t help it, he just looked so miserable I had to do something, if nothing else find out what the situation was.”
“Wait, you brought him here?” Jim said a bit alarmed. “When was this?”
“He left a few hours ago,” said Violet. “We started talking about his situation, but it got to be too much for him and he let me just read a few of his memories. It’s awful. He’s been getting sexually tortured by a witch named Sara for like the past five years. I mean, really, seriously tortured. Every couple of weeks she uses her magic to rape the shit out of him with inhuman levels of pleasure and she never lets him release any sexual tension. He hasn’t had an orgasm in years, can’t touch himself, or initiate sex. She destroys every normal relationship he tries to be in.”
“Jesus, what the hell for?” said Jim.
“Apparently, all for not letting her use him,” said Violet. “He dumped her because she was abusing him, and that just made her abuse him ever harder. And at the same time, she goes out and uses her powers to molest and rape other people, apparently. I mean stuff even worse than I used to do.”
Jim’s brow furrowed. “That’s horrible,” he said. He paused. “Look, I can understand you wanting to help him, but this bitch doesn’t sound like someone you should be messing with. I don’t think you should be getting in the middle of this.” He dug a piece of paper out of his pants. “I found the number to that organization. It’s a group called S.O.S. Supernatural Operations Specialists. I haven’t called them yet.”
“Okay, let’s give them a shot,” said Violet. She smiled. “Thanks a lot, sweetie. You’re such a good guy.”
Jim smiled, and pulled out his cell phone. As he started to dial the number, he said, “So. You read his mind?”
“Yes,” said Violet.
“Did you do anything else to him?” said Jim. Violet didn’t answer. Jim turned to her, his thumb hovering over the Send key on his phone. “You said he hadn’t gotten off or had normal sex in years. Did you try and do anything to him to relieve that?”
Violet frowned again. “Yes,” she said.
“What did you do?” he said. His voice was calm, but Violet could detect a hint of wariness in his voice.
“I didn’t have sex with him,” she said. “I wouldn’t do that to you and it wouldn’t have helped him anyway. I put him into one of my illusions. I’m sorry, I know those are supposed to be just for us, but it was the only way I could think of to give him the chance to relieve himself, if only in his dream state.”
Jim’s face remained unreadable for a moment, but then he relaxed and nodded. “Okay. That’s okay. I’m glad you tried to help him. Just shows you’re a good woman.”
Violet let out a breath of relief. “Thanks for understanding,” she said.
“So which one did you give him?” he said.
“Moonlit Field,” she said. “With the crimson-eyed woman.”
Jim nodded approvingly. “Very nice,” he said. Then he opened his mouth to ask, but Violet cut him off:
“And no, I didn’t have myself there watching.”
“Suuuure, you didn’t,” Jim teased and Violet chuckled. Jim hit the send key on the phone, then waited for someone to pick up. Unfortunately, however, the line seemed to be busy. After a few more failed attempts, they decided to try again in the morning. Violet was sure Doug could handle another day, especially now that he could finally relax some.
EIGHT
The next morning, it was Jim’s turn to be off from classes and work, while Violet had to go to her morning shift. It was late morning before Jim got out of bed, feeling well rested. He did his business, then went into the kitchen to grab some food, dressed only in his boxers. Grabbing an apple, he sat down on the couch clicked on the TV, and took a bite. That was when something caught the corner of his eye, and he nearly choked on the apple. In the stuffed chair partially across from the couch, there was a young woman where a moment ago there hadn’t been.
She was dressed in a short skirt and blouse, with high heel sandals. Her brunette hair was wavy, and her hazel eyes had a mischievous glint. She sat looking at him with her legs crossed and her lips upturned in a sly smile.
“So, you must be Jim,” she said. Jim nodded slowly. “My, but you are handsome. I wonder if that lovely face comes complete with a lovely package. Stand up and show me.” Jim found himself standing up and slipping his boxers off. He felt something tingle along his penis and he quickly grew fully erect. The woman nodded, smiling a bit wider. “Not bad, not bad at all.”
Jim wanted grab the throw pillow and cover himself, but he found he couldn’t move at all. He was frozen in place, standing tall, with his penis bobbing out in front of him. He was at least able to blink, breath, and move his eyes, and he found he could still talk. “Who are you?” he said. The woman’s smile grew into a wicked grin.
“Who the fuck do you think?” she said.
“Sara?” Jim said faintly. Sara nodded once, her grin widening. Jim swallowed hard. “If this is about Doug—”
“Of course it’s about Doug,” said Sara. “Your girl fucked around with my boy, so I’m going to repay the favor.”
“Sara, please, wait,” said Jim, eyes going wide with fright as Sara stood up. “Whatever you’re about to do, please don’t. Violet just wanted to help him, she didn’t mean to—”
“Oh, shut up,” said Sara, and Jim’s words died on the spot, his mouth clamping shut. She raised her hand, and Jim felt himself float off the floor a few feet. Sara beckoned and he floated forward. Jim tried to struggle, but he was stuck in standing position, completely stock still. His muscles flexed, but his limbs never budged, he couldn’t even move his head. The only part of his body that seemed at all free to move was his penis, which had begun to tingle again, the sensation moving slowly up and down his shaft and prickling along his penis head and testicles. Despite his fear, Jim let out a soft gasp, as the feelings became pleasant then pleasurable. Jim, to his dismay, found his penis twitching excitedly under the magic touch.
Sara smiled up at him. “I wonder how you taste?” she said. Jim’s eyes widened as she leaned down, and he felt her fingers lightly grasp his cock. The tingling sensations suddenly seemed to triple in intensity, the motion becoming faster. Jim let out a loud gasp as Sara’s mouth neared him. He wanted to scream at her to stop, but he couldn’t form the words. His mouth worked silently, and he groaned softly, but some spell had rendered him tongue tied. His breath came heavy as Sara paused, her lips just an inch away from his now throbbing member. Even though she didn’t move her hand, the tingling increased even more and its motion became even faster. A fat drop of pre-cum seeped from the tip and this seemed to be what Sara had been waiting for. She stuck out her tongue and lightly licked the salty-sweet drop of fluid from the tip.
Jim let out a ragged gasp as pleasure simply exploded through his loins. He felt himself rocket towards the brink of orgasm, past the brink of orgasm, and his body shivered in its magic bondage. But to his horror, even though his cock spasmed crazily, he did not feel the pulsing rush of semen shooting through his penis. He hung there writhing in the peak of ecstasy, but he did not achieve release.
“Mmmm,” said Sara, letting his penis go. The sensations in Jim’s penis did not lessen, and he continued to shiver and moan loudly, his penis clenching rapidly in a futile attempt to achieve release. She watched him with a wide grin of delight. She just loved seeing the reaction of someone falling under her power for the first time. Then she floated Jim down, tilting him back until he was lying flat on the ground, face up. Sara loomed over him and Jim looked up at her in terror.
“Well, Jimmy, when your Little Miss Violet shows up, she and I are going to have a very thorough talk,” said Sara. “But until then, I think I’d like to try out this illusion trick she does. Now, of course, it won’t be the same as a psychic illusion; you’ll feel everything that happens with your physical body and all that stimulation will be real, which is going to drive you absolutely bat shit, but hey, it’ll still be more fun than staring at the ceiling.”
Jim tried one final time to gasp out a desperate, “NO!” and managed to make a loud moan that almost sounded like it. Then, suddenly, his living room disappeared, only to be replaced by what appeared to be a giant bed. On the bed, surrounding him, were many attractive women. All were naked, and he recognized them all as women he knew. Co-workers, classmates, teachers, neighbors. He counted at least a dozen around him. They crawled closer to him, and the girl who was directly between his legs, one he recognized as the neighbor who had tried to convince him to cheat on Violet, leaned down and took his penis in her mouth.
Jim let out a ragged cry as the mouth worked him, sucking him hard, the tongue writhing around him like a snake. The other women began to caress and kiss the rest of his body, until one of them moved onto of him and straddled his face. The scent of her pussy, moist and quivering before him, was intoxicating and he found, despite fighting as hard as he could, that his mouth eagerly licked and sucked at her. At some point, he felt the mouth on his cock release and then someone mounted it as well. Then the woman on his face lifted off and a pair of breasts presented themselves to his mouth. His lips sought the nipples eagerly. The world became a blur of soft flesh, warm wetness, intoxicating scents and tastes, and unending pleasure without release.
Sara watched Jim dissolve into the sea of sexual overstimulation, amused by the sight. Four apartments down, she could feel the wonderful, blazing energy of Doug trapped in a spell that was rebuilding all the frustration Violet had eased out of him. It would take Sara a while to build it back up fully and then she would have to see about creating new mystic locks and fail safes so this wouldn’t happen again.
But for now, she would sit and wait for Violet, while both men suffered in sexual torment. Sara figured she might as well enjoy herself as she basked in their radiant lusts. She slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of her shorts and slowly rubbed herself.
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