“Please stop,” Margaret gasped finally, and I backed away, giving her space. This was the first time she’d spoken after telling me to “do my worst”. Margaret looked a little stunned. I’d lost count of the number of times I’d pushed her over the edge. She took a long moment to recover before sitting up and putting her clothes back on.
I had focused so hard on stimulating her, that I hadn’t really found that much pleasure myself, but that was ok, I’d enjoyed my little vengeance of sorts. Was it vengeance? It must have felt amazing. Had no one ever really dedicated themselves to pleasing her? Had no one ever worshiped her body with selfless abandon before, I wondered.
“Well?” I finally asked, a bit nervously.
“It was good Sam, I enjoyed it.” She answered calmly.
“That’s it?”
Margaret smiled at me, “Look at you, so insecure. You blew my mind Sam, well done. I’m still going to enjoy it rough, but that was really good, a nice change of pace. I don’t think I’ve ever felt like that before.”
I couldn’t tell if she was being sarcastic or not. Her voice was calm and cheerful, but sad too somehow. I was inclined to think she was just trying to flatter me. I felt disappointed, I’d hoped for something more like awe than a pat on the head.
Something like that must have shown on my face, Margaret sighed, “Sam, let it go. You can’t fix me that easily. But, if you ever want to play again, I’d be more than happy to join you. Maybe we can take turns though? Do things my way next time?”
I shook my head, “I’m not sure I can stomach it. Hurting you, I mean. I’m just too nice, I guess. And, honestly Margaret, I’m pretty sure it's safer for my sanity not to do a repeat at all.” I told her sadly. "This was me taking your advice and trying to work it out of my system."
“Pity,” Margaret said with another sigh, “But for what it’s worth, you make me wish I was a nice person too. Well, come on, you’ve got a job to do, and I wanna watch and offer snarky comments while you do it. Thank you for sharing what could have been had my life been a little different.”
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“Oh my god, Sam, finally!” Doppel complained when I finally emerged from my VR dream world into the top layer of Shipnet.
Immediately, a very concerned ghostly avatar of Doppel appeared. “I knew sending Margaret after you was a mistake,” Doppel told me, looking apologetic, “Did she take advantage of you again?” Doppel asked, concerned.
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“I resent that,” Margaret muttered. “Why’d you send me if you don’t trust me?” She asked, sounding defensive. Margaret was back in her Virtual Villain’s Lair, looking almost completely unphased by the events of the last hour or so we’d spent together. But there was something in her eyes. Why did she look so sad, I wondered. I’d done everything I could to make her feel good, why would that cause her pain? Was she sad I’d told her that I didn’t want a repeat? She was the one who’d told me not to tangle up my emotions, I felt annoyed that she hadn’t followed her own advice, but maybe I was imagining it.
“I trusted you until the two of you took forever!” Doppel exclaimed, “What was I supposed to think?”
“Um, it’s ok, Doppel,” I told her, blushing slightly, “Margaret was a bit naughty, but so was I. I won’t pretend that I was taken advantage of. We just had a little fun, that’s all.”
“Thank you,” Margaret said, “See, I’m not that bad. Well except when I want to be.” She added with a wink, sounding more like her normal self. Then she cut the connection, leaving me and Doppel alone in Shipnet.
“You didn’t!” Doppel said with a shocked look on her face.
“Hey… um, sometimes, I make decisions that may not be the wisest,” I told Doppel feeling a bit mortified, “But I enjoyed it while I was doing it. It felt like I healed a bit, almost. Worked on my issues, maybe? It would be real sisterly of you if you’d not give me a hard time about this.” I added.
Doppel shook her head in disbelief. “I wouldn’t have sent her if I wasn’t absolutely sure you had the option to wake up at any time, but instead you let her talk you into doing it again? There is definitely something wrong with you. You’re the one who pointed out she’s pure poison! Very charismatic, highly dangerous poison.”
I didn’t honestly know what to say. How do you respond to someone who is basically you, telling you that you made a massive mistake? It definitely made me rethink my choices.
Doppel sighed again, more deeply, “I’d love to sit here and try to figure out how she pulled this Jedi mind trick on you, but we definitely have more pressing concerns. Um, let me just upload my memories of all the conversations I’ve been a part of, with your permission? It would save a lot of explaining.”
“Ah, I forgot we could do that.”
“This is going to be different than just uploading video and audio information into you.” Doppel looked uncomfortable. “But, I wouldn’t be doing this if it weren’t important, Sam. Remember how I told you about doing some experimenting on how to put us on an equal footing? Letting you read my thoughts? I have been working on that, what I discovered is I can backward adapt my memories and upload them into you if you let me. You’ll experience them as if they were your own, you’ll know what I was thinking and feeling at the time. You need to know what I was thinking when I made the decisions that I did or you are just going to be pretty pissed at me.”
I looked at Doppel in some concern. “What did you do?” I asked.
“Yeah… let’s just upload those memories then you can ask questions, ok?”
I sighed deeply, “Ok, go for it, but if you’re that worried about the decisions you made while I was sleeping, you don’t get to give me a hard time for my decision to sleep with Margaret again.”
Doppel looked a little too willing to take that offer, I thought to myself, because she didn’t hesitate at all before replying. “Deal,” she said, then my world went black again and I felt myself remembering...