Tanya tried to hold onto him but Phil was adamant that she needed to be cured. He went out and came back dressed.
“Now Tanya, you are to stay here. Do not answer the door. This room is far enough from the front door that you won’t hear anyone out there unless they shout, and they shouldn’t do that if they don’t think someone’s home.”
“What am I going to do while I wait for you?” asked Tanya pouting and trying her best to make Phil come back to bed.
“Anything you want, just stay in this room. If you need me call, I’ll leave the number here.” Said Phil writing down a number and putting it on the bedside table along with Tanya’s cell.
“Please don’t go” said Tanya “I’ll do anything you want, just don’t leave me”
Phil looked pained but determined as he walked out.
***
Tanya lay back on Phil’s bed and slowly ran her hand down her body touching her still sensitive nipples. She gasped and wondered whether they would stay that way when Phil found a cure. She let her hand slowly work it’s way down to her pussy, still sensitive as well, but thanks to Phil’s orders, only in a good way. She knew that were it not for the ‘curse’ she would be in pain. She wondered if that would come once she was ‘cured’. She was really dreading this ‘cure’ even if the curse had made her life hell.
She touched her clitoris lovingly and began to rub it slowly, thinking of how it had felt when Phil had touched it in the bath. Slowly she felt the wonderful pressure build up inside her, driving her ever closer to another amazing climax. She couldn’t believe how free she had felt under Phil’s control. She was beginning to realize why some people enjoyed being submissive to others. She smiled, she looked forward to being Phil’s little slave once it was her choice, then he’d know how much she really enjoyed it.
She was pulled out of her reverie by a female voice.
“Who are you and what are you doing in my house, in my brother’s bed?”
Tanya opened her eyes to see a woman looking down at her. The girl was obviously related to Phil. They had the same sort of facial features, although the woman’s were softer, more feminine. Her hair was the same color as Phil’s and they both wore the same type of glasses.
“Answer Me” said the woman “Who are you?”
“T-Tanya”
“And what are you doing naked and masturbating in Phillip’s bed?”
“Thinking about how good it felt when Phil was doing it”
“Wha… How did you get in here?”
“Phil brought me here”
“Why?”
“So no-one would make me do any more nasty things”
The women was obviously having a hard time processing what was happening. She too a deep breath and began again. “O.k. put on some clothes and we’ll start again” she said
Tanya got up and began to put her clothes back on.
“Why exactly did Phillip bring you up to his room? Was it to have sex?”
“No that happened later”
“Right, so …”
“Phil brought me here because some old gypsy woman put a curse on me and now I have to do whatever anyone tells me”
“And my pervert little brother decided to take advantage …”
“NO. Phil’s not like that, he’s nice guy. The best guy in fact. He heard about my problem and brought me here so that no-one could tell me to do anything anymore.”
“Except him”
“NO! It’s not like that.”
“But he did make you have sex with him, right?”
“No, he asked me if I wanted to and I said yes. You have such a wrong impression of Phil, he’s the best guy there is and I’m just lucky that I met him today or I might have been made to do something horrible.”
“O.k! O.k! My brother’s a saint, or at least he’s made you think so. So where is he now?”
“Out looking for someway to cure my condition”
“If that’s true he is a bleeding saint. He’s got some girl who he can make do anything he wants and he’s trying to cure her. Not many men would do that, he really must love you. Only reason I can think of that a guy would try to end such a sweet deal.”
“Yes and I think I love him too”
“Man that’s just too sweet. Tell you what, how about while my saint of a brother is out looking for a cure why don’t we girl’s amuse each other”
“No!! Please!!”
“Oh come on, your horny and I have to say seeing you naked and fingering yourself had made me somewhat bi-curious. When am I ever going to get a chance like this again? Especially if my brother finds you a cure.”
“Please!! No!!”
“Sorry, I’ll try to make it feel good. You will enjoy making love to me, O.k?”
“Yes” |