Chapter 5 - No More Innocents.

The mistress's voice swam through my ears. She pulled me, so I was laying on her chest. My body surrendered and melted into her.

"Yes, mistress?" I replied to her. My voice was flat and emotionless. I was just relaxed. Her warmth radiated on my cold body.

"I have a special ability..." She purred, running her fingers softly through my hair. I know I shouldn't be this relaxed around her but... After hearing what Katie had to say, it was a little sad. I could understand what it was like to be lonely.

Hell, before the incident, I spent all my time in my room thinking of ways to kill myself. I stopped because that wouldn't be fair to my soul mate. Whoever that might be. I just didn't want them to suffer on this earth alone.

What if the mistress is our soul mate?

I don't like sharing. Couldn't be.

Don't knock it till you try it.

I rolled my eyes. Why am I always split between what I feel and what I think? It's fucking ridiculous.

The mistress lifted my chin and stared into my eyes. Her emerald eyes piercing through me. "Special abilities?" I ask, my voice softer than usual.

The scent of sweet cotton candy wrapped around me. Pulling me in even deeper into the ocean of comfort.

"When I kiss someone, I can hear their thoughts." She whispered. Her breath tickling my skin. I looked at her a moment, trying to figure out whether or not it was true.

She's just teasing, there's no possible way...

Her sweet scent causing my mind to spin. Her lips met mine. Electricity flowed from my core and shot out through my fingertips.

My body started to heat up intensely. Something wasn't right, I could feel it in my gut. Her eyes have a special effect on me, from the moment I met her that was clear.

But, my whole body felt like a furnace. Maybe her lips were different? Maybe, they held my body hostage to its own feelings. No, that Couldn't be it. This was so much more intense.

"M-Mistress, something's wrong." I whimpered, breaking away from her. I started to move my hips, squirming in place. My body flushed red with this intense heat. It was highly uncomfortable.

It wasn't just being horny. It was like, being horny then popping an ecstasy pill in a room full of attractive people teasing you, and not being able to touch them, or yourself.

"Oh, it happened?" Her voice almost mocked me. Even though it sounded sweet, poison hid underneath the sugar-coated surface.

"What happened?" I asked faintly. I couldn't get a grip on whatever was happening. Letting out a sigh as her cold hands moved down my body. She ran her fingertips over my back lightly, causing me to shiver against her.

The heat between my thighs was almost too much. I couldn't think anymore, I just wanted it to go away. I wanted her fingers to make it better.

Suddenly I had found myself thrown onto my back, with mistress hovering over me.

"What happened...Is my little bitch finally went into heat." She whispered in my ear. Her hot breath tickled my ear, I knew I was in for a real treat tonight.

I felt her lips on my neck. The words she said ran together in my head. I Couldn't make any sense of what she was saying. I couldn't even pay attention to the fact the mistress had moved her knee between my legs.

"What did you do to me?" I whispered. My arms seemed to involuntarily wrap themselves around her, pulling her close to my body. Her fingers adding fire to my skin. I didn't even realize I was grinding myself against her knee, trying to get any sort of release I could. I needed to be rubbed. I needed to be fucked.

Everything had gone out of the window. Finding someone worthy of my virginity. Finding the right person. Giving them part of my soul.

Everything I had worried about so much for my entire life was completely pushed from my head. This isn't the first time lust had taken my mind, but this is the first time it won.

"Mistress please." I begged as her lips trailed from my jaw to my neck. Her soft lips moved slowly down my neck. She trailed down leading a trail of kisses to my chest. I eventually let go of her and planted my arms to my sides. Gripping the bedsheets.

"Oh, but my darling, what happened to your defiance? What is it you thought earlier? She could be the most gorgeous woman in the world but I still wouldn't give her the time of day?"

My eyes widened in shock. She had read my mind earlier. But how?

"How did you-" She placed a finger on my lips.

"I forgot to mention. When I kiss someone, I not only read their present thoughts but the ones they thought in the past too. I know everything you have thought up until now. It's interesting how you fight yourself so hard. It's like, you have two completely different people inside your brain. "

She heard us.

She can hear us now.

"Correct." She replied smirking.

She blinded her fingers over my nipple, causing it to harden. She took it into her mouth and began to suck on it. A soft moan escaped my lips as she added fuel to the fire that raged between my legs. Soon she switched to the other once she felt content with her work.

It was a strange new feeling. It kinda hurt, but it felt good.

She scraped her teeth against my nipple, earning a small jolt of surprise from me. I heard her chuckle as she lifted her head and looked me in the eyes.

"Relax, my love." She whispered. She reached her hand out to cup my cheek. Softly she caressed the side of my face. Slowly I lost myself in her beautiful emerald eyes as I looked back into them. I could feel myself submit to her. My mind was numb, all I could think about, or see at that moment was her.

Her ruby lips curling into a smile as she moved her hand from my cheek, and glided it down my body lightly. It tickled, but I didn't want her to stop. I laid completely still as her hand made her way between my thighs.

"You're soaking wet.." She murmured softly. She ran her fingers up and down my slit, teasing me. I felt a finger dip inside of me. I gasped, as it was a bit sudden.

"Oh...You're really tight." She breathed. She started to pump her finger in and out of me. Gentle electricity shot through my body causing me to moan softly.

She started to pick up the pace as time went on, causing me to moan louder.

Slowly she started to add another finger, which caused my body to jerk away.

"Ow!" I practically yelled. I could feel her stop completely. She looked into my eyes apologetically.

"Have you never fingered yourself before?" She asked.

I shook my head.

"It hurts, and I can't even feel anything when I do it myself," I admitted. It just never felt good to me. So not being able to take two fingers came nothing of a surprise.

"Just relax baby, I'll take care of you." She whispered sweetly into my ear. She started to push into me again, this time she went much slower. Her touch seemed...Loving almost.

It was a mild discomfort, as she pushed all the way inside of me. It really didn't feel like much, as her two fingers were idle once fully inside. It felt like a strange pressure to me.

My fingers gripped onto her shoulders tightly. My body tensed up around her fingers.

Her lips met mine again, feeling how I tensed around her. Instead of protesting, and trying to push her off, I closed my eyes and accepted it. In fact, I kissed her back. Our lips moved together in a rhythm. She licked my bottom lip. My first reaction was to slightly part my lips. She took this opportunity to invade my mouth with her tongue. Now, as weird as it sounded it wasn't unpleasant. It wasn't sloppy, or messy. She did it very skillfully. Both of our tongues danced together as she kissed me.

She started to move her fingers in and out of me. Over time, she picked up the pace. My kiss started to slowly become more urgent. I needed more.

I moaned into our kiss. Her fingers hit all the right places.

"Mmmn, harder!" I moaned. My voice high pitched. Higher than usual, anyway. The heat in my body became more and more intense. I could feel it building in my core. I could feel something, like an intense itch overtaking me. Growing more intense as she pounded me with her fingers.

"Oh fuck! Just like that!" I moaned loudly. My back arched into her. I could feel my toes curl. My body trembled with pleasure as I grew near to orgasm. I closed my eyes, every muscle in my body seemed to shake.

"Oh...mistress! Mistress!" I moaned. I couldn't help but moan her name. I dug my nails into her back as lust completely overtakes me.

"Oh fuck, fuck, FUCK!" I screamed as waves of pleasure rocked my body. I panted heavily as my orgasm washed over me. I could feel my juices overflowing as the mistress pulled out of me.

"Oh my...you completely soaked my fingers." She chuckled. I laid back, panting but not quite as heavily.

She put her wet fingers to my lips. I looked at her, nodding as I understood what she wanted from me.

I took her fingers into my mouth, lightly sucking on them. I ran my tongue around them, cleaning them off as best as I could. There was something about it, something about her making me taste myself off of her fingers...I wanted her to do it again.

"Fuck, what a good girl you are." She growled lowly. I could tell, she was far from satisfied.

"I'm going to ruin you. You're going to beg for me every night." Her demeanor completely changed. She went from sweet and loving, to completely lost in her own lust. I gulped, not exactly sure what was in store.

The rest of the night was spent fucking like crazy, my moans filled the room. She used my body, licked, sucked, anywhere she pleased. She did whatever she wanted because I gave her permission too. And honestly? It was amazing. Like new doors had been opened up to me. Is this really what I had been missing not getting laid? No wonder people have a hard time keeping it in their pants.

I don't know when exactly I had fallen asleep. Or, what exactly had happened last night. I woke up in a confused daze. The mistress slept soundly next to me. I could hear her soft breaths. Her black hair was messy from whatever activities we did the night before. I was wrapped warmly in her arms.

"I'm naked..." I muttered. I couldn't help but notice a sticky, slimy, feeling between my legs.

Ugh, shower needed.

Are you not going to comment on the fact you're not a virgin anymore?

I don't even remember it.

We had fun.

I slowly unwrapped myself from the Mistress.

I sat up and swung my legs over the bed. I took a moment and stared at my feet. Waves formed in my vision. Not to mention my body felt like I walked with fifty-pound weights.

Take it slow. You'll hurt yourself.

Very slowly, I lifted myself off the bed. My knees buckled, and I almost fell. For some reason, I was extremely weak.

Just how much fun did we have last night?

Heh, lots.

I made my way to the bathroom. The black and red theme continued even in here. I looked into the mirror. My short dirty blonde hair was sticking up. I sighed, trying to bring my bangs back down over my eyes.

Alas, it just sprang back up. I sighed at the defeat. Though, I couldn't help but notice I was pale. Well, paler than usual anyway. I was white from being inside all the time, but I looked...well, sick. I also noticed a mark on my neck. Like, a spider bite. I ran my fingers over it. Two round scabs, side by side.

Vampire?

Doubtful. Those aren't real.

At this point? Anything is possible.

I shook my head and got into the shower. I washed up quickly. The air was cold even though the water was warm, which, made me want to jump back into the warm bed.

After I was done cleaning myself I jumped out, realizing I forgot a towel.

Are you fucking kidding me?

I heard chuckling coming from the doorway. I hardly realized Raven was standing in front of me. In her hand, was a blue towel she extended towards me.

"Missing something?" She asked as she gave me the towel.

I quickly took it and wrapped it around me. I was pleasantly surprised when the towel was warm like it had just been taken out of a dryer.

"Oh fuck yes." I murmured quietly. It was obvious I was still tired.

"Tired? I would be too. I didn't expect you to have so much sexual energy." She started making her way to the shower.

I blushed lightly.

"Don't get used to it. You did something to me, and I'm going to find out what." My tone was more sleepy than firm or anything intimidating. In fact, it was probably far from it.

"You know that I am fluffy hear me rawr! Meme? That's you right now, darling. Also, I didn't do anything to you. People just get horny sometimes. It's okay to admit that." She smirked.

I quietly sighed, too tired to give her a response. Instead, I walked out of the bathroom grumbling every cuss word under the sun. "Mother fucking shit-"

"Ashley please, those words are ugly." I heard mistress say loud enough for me to hear from the bathroom. I simply rolled my eyes. I dried my hair with the towel, before flopping down onto the bed. The side mistress had slept was still warm. I crawled back under the covers and curled up. I rubbed my feet in the warm spots, enjoying the warmth on my cold toes.

After a minute of laying down, I could feel my body slowly start to slip back asleep.

"Ashley." A sweet voice called to me.

"Hey, sleepyhead, wake up. We have things to talk about." She chuckled as I started to stir under the covers. My body was still heavy from exhaustion. I groaned as my eyes were practically rolling back into my head. I fought to wake up, but I was losing.

The woman ran her fingers through my hair. Her touch was softer than usual.

"Mm..." I rubbed my eyes.

"That's alright. I'm a little sleepy myself.."

Soon the woman joined me under the covers. I wrapped my arms around her. She had a smaller frame, that's when I knew something was off.

Her legs were shorter than mine, as far as I could tell. I opened my eyes to see Katie cuddling up to me.

"Hey there, sleepyhead." Her voice was soft as she spoke.

She wiggled closer to me and wrapped her arms around me as well.

I just didn't question it. She was cute, so I had nothing to complain about.

You think we'll have a threesome with Her?

I...

Why am I like this?

Cute girls have always motivated us.

Shut up. We didn't even know whether or not we were gay until...

Until we saw our wonderful mistress stark naked in the shower? Or maybe it was when we were begging to be fucked you realized it? I've always known.

Plus, she made the bed warmer. I peeked out from under the covers. Mistress was nowhere to be seen.

Katie is probably just here to babysit.

Probably...

Let's go back to sleep. It's comfortable.

No arguments here.

Again, this time with Katie wrapped around me tightly, I fell back asleep.

Warmth. That's all I felt as my eyes slowly fluttered open. My arms were wrapped around Katie as well. I could hear the soft breaths she took as she slept. Both of us were wrapped warmly in what I can only describe as a cocoon of blankets.

Do you think mistress calls Katie Katie bug because She's a cuddle bug who makes blanket cocoons?

Well, it makes sense...

I was still sleepy, but, I could at least function. I looked over at an alarm clock that sat on top of the nightstand next to the bed.

4:30 PM

Was the time it displayed in big red numbers.

Holy shit. We slept forever...

Katie started to stir. Her breathing wasn't as soft as before.

"Mmmm.." I heard her softly grumble as she rolled over onto her back, taking some of the blankets as she rolled. She stretched her arms out and yawned.

"Katie, it's four," I whispered over to her.

"Hm!?" She shot up looking over at the clock.

"Oh, what the fuck." She huffed.

"I guess you were really tired too." I chuckled.

She rubbed her eyes and yawned some more.

"I was just...You're extremely comfortable to sleep with."

I let out a small laugh. That's the first time I was told anything like that.

"What's that mean?" I asked raising a brow. I couldn't help but smile at how silly it sounded.

"You're warm...and soft...I think I may be ruined." She yawned.

Seeing Katie without makeup on was such a different sight. Her hair was messy, and the bags under her eyes showed. But she was still in her PJs, which, was a different sight. She wore a plain black t-shirt with fuzzy pajama bottoms. This was definitely a different side of her than was shown last night. Last night she seemed...Preppy and annoying. On top of all that she was a little bit of a bitch last night.

This Katie? This Katie was actually pretty cute. She got up out of bed and opened the curtains.

"Common, let's go outside while we still can."

I nodded and got up. My muscles felt a little stiff, so I stretched out my arms. I laughed when I heard my shoulder pop as I stretched.

The blankets dropped off of my body.

Katie stared at me from the window and smiled. I saw her eyes were definitely not looking at my face. I scrunched my brows.

What is she looking at?

Hey, is it me, or is there a draft in here?

I looked down.

Oh my god! I'm naked!

Pffft you cuddled with her naked.

Shut the fuck up!

I couldn't believe I didn't think to put clothes on. I can't believe I didn't notice till just now.

"H-hey!" I yelled covering my chest.

"Ashley, your body? Nothing to be ashamed about."

"You..and her... I'm surrounded by perverts!" I wrapped the blankets around me.

"Hey, that's offensive. I'm just comfortable with my sexuality and I'm able to appreciate a good looking woman when one is in front of me. I mean, I see now why Raven wanted you as a pet." She chuckled.

"Well, you can't walk around naked though...I'll let you borrow some clothes I don't wear anymore. We're around the same size more than likely. You're just slightly taller than me." She started sifting through the dresser and pulling clothes out.

She clicked her tongue as she examined a t-shirt. She pondered for a moment before throwing a shirt at me, followed by a bra, underwear, and jeans. The t-shirt was black. It had white words that said 'WARNING: I say fuck a lot.'

I laughed when I read it. I set it down and started to get dressed.

Once I was fully dressed I looked at myself in the mirror. I chuckled at how similar Kate's measurements were to mine. Surprisingly our bra sizes were the same. Both of us were C's. The jeans I wore emphasized my ass quite a bit. I could see Katie cocking her head behind me in the mirror. She was, very obviously looking at my butt. Though, it was more like an artist admiring something they created.

"Perfect. Now, slip on your shoes." She said before tossing me a pair of black socks.

I quickly put them on. I slipped on my black and white checkered Vans. She wore a black low cut shirt. She had fishnet sleeves that wrapped around a finger or two. She wore a ring over it, it made it look as though the ring was keeping it all in place. She had on black converse and she was in the middle of finishing her makeup. She wore black lipstick and winged her eyeliner. Her studded collar went very well with the way she dressed.

"Alright, and done!" She quickly moved from the dresser and huge mirror. I couldn't help but notice the impressive collection of makeup she had going for her. Not that, I was interested in that sort of thing. Makeup to me was something pointless that wasted time, and money.

She grabbed my hand and we both walked out of the room.

"Let's have a snack outside. A sandwich or..maybe some fruit should tide us both over until our mistress comes back from a long day of working with the buffoons."

"You think she'll come back with another girl?"

Katie clicked her tongue looking over at me.

"I hope the fuck not." She said bluntly. I just nodded and went on.

Someone doesn't like sharing.

She's in love, what do you expect?

To fall in love with a mistress. Foolish girl.

Oh like you're any better!

I lust, I don't love.

As I argued with myself I hardly noticed where we were going. I spaced out worrying about the imaginary other me in my brain.

Before I knew it, we had arrived at the courtyard. We walked straight through it, and out to a small field of grass. There stood a single tree, with a picnic table underneath with a picnic basket.

The tree had lost all of its leaves. That was to be expected. After all, it was winter. Now that I thought about it, it was close to Christmas.

I stopped for a moment and wondered what Joon was doing back home. Joon was my friend. My buddy. My squish. I imagined her on the old couch she always slept on, leaning back with her feet propped up on the fireplace ledge...relaxing with a ps4 controller in hand. I imagined her playing Destiny, or fall out. She always loved playing those games.

I quickly shook her out of my head. All remembering her was going to do, was make me depressed. I didn't know if I'd ever see her again.

Katie led us to the small picnic table underneath the big oak tree. I was always really good at guessing what kind of trees were which. And based on how the trunk of the tree looked, It was oak for sure.

I sat on one side of the slightly splintered table, and Katie sat on the other. She opened the basket to reveal some fruit. She picked up a brown pear and took a bite of it.

"Now then...How was last night? Did you do what I asked?" She asked as she chewed.

"Well...Mistress got some love for sure." I muttered. My face was probably red from the topic. Though I didn't remember what happened last night, I could only guess that we...did that.

Sex, what about the word is so hard to say?

Shut the fuck up!

The blue sky was fading into a soft orange behind me. The sun was still a few hours from completely setting, still, the sky wasn't any less pretty.

"I think she drugged me," I admitted. Katie leans towards me, putting both if her elbows on the table.

"And what makes you say that?" Her voice was low. As though she was telling me to watch my words.

I cleared my throat. I took her tone into very strong consideration. I knew if I said the wrong thing, she'd probably yell at me. I thought about abandoning what I had said altogether to avoid any conflict. But, I decided to go on. It was as though she had a switch. Like she was...Two different people.One minute she was nice and sweet. Another she was sticking her claws into you.

Maybe she's like us.

She's probably just bipolar.

Right.

"I just, my body got really hot. Like, I was horny, except it was like being horny, popping a molly, and getting teased in a room full of attractive people who you can't touch. They could only touch you but won't.

Or like, a furnace was lit off inside of me. Feverish...but not sick."

I explained.

Katie simply smiled. The smile stretched across her face somewhat wickedly.

"Oh, that wasn't our Mistress." She replied sweetly. I could tell right away her sweet tone was as fake as a Kardashian's ass.

"That was me. I knew you wouldn't willingly give yourself to Raven so..."

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DRUG ME WITH. AND HOW." I yelled. Slamming my hands down on the table.

The table shook, I heard some bottles inside the picnic basket clank together.

"Remember the wine? It had a pretty strong aphrodisiac in it. Nothing harmful." She shrugged before taking another bite of her pear.

I shook my head as I covered my face with one palm and took a bite out of mine.

As soon as I bit into it, I was greeted with a crunch of pain, something popped through the skin of my tongue.

I let out a small squeak as I dropped the pear and covered my mouth.

The taste of blood now very prominent.

"Like the taste of that pear?" An unfamiliar voice spoke to me. The voice was sinister and dark. A black aura surrounded both Katie and me.

Whoever this was, they for sure were up to no good.

I looked up, a slave girl smiled at me maliciously. Her black hair covered both of her eyes completely. Katie sat there, both of her hands in the air. Her eyes trying to look behind her, but she couldn't move her head.

"Thought you might like the bit of extra crunch I added to it. Makes it even juicier." She hissed. A blade was firmly pressed against Katie's neck. Though somehow, Katie remained calm and cool.