Open House Ch. 12

I sit nervously intoxicated by the strange new feeling this release has given me and the flood of chemicals now overwhelming me.

"We need evidence of John cheating so that when the time does come to separate we come out on top."

"But what are we going to do?"

"Quiet!" Tina says firmly, grabbing my face with her hand and pulling my gaze to her.

I am jolted out of my spiral and immediately turn all my attention to her.

"This is your one chance. I need you to be a good girl right now. You said you would, now make me believe it. Are you going to listen?"

A flutter of weakness shudders my body and I search her intense eyes attempting to grasp her objective. I have completely forgotten what I was saying. She continues to hold my face and I feel locked in her gaze. I simply nod yes.

"That's my girl." she says quietly.

Looking into Tina's eyes as she acknowledges me warms me with comfort like feeling the Sun on my naked skin. My arousal spikes and I inhale deeply--sinking into the feeling.

Tina walks around behind me and continues putting her fingers into my hair and touching my scalp. Shivers of pleasure travel down my spine as she does. "Your marriage to John has now ended. But your relationship with him has not. We are going to continue to use your relationship in order to obtain what we need. I have made a sacrifice for you because I care about you. I am going to continue to do so, and in return you will agree to provide help as I request, and execute plans that we make together. Do you understand?"

"Yes." As Tina speaks I can see scenes playing out in my mind. Her confident words bring the scenarios she describes into reality in my mind, making them feel less like scary and uncertain plans, and more like simple facts.

"You are going to help me by creating times when you will be busy or away. Why will you do this?"

"Um... so that John has time to be with you." I say obediently.

"Yes, but say it how you really want to say it." Tina, attempting to access directly into my brain, reads my self-filtering and calls me out on it

"Because..." I struggle to let my thoughts and words flow freely. In my life I have such a restrained existence that just letting go seems near impossible. But I am overcome by the power of Tina's presence and her effect on me allows me to be vulnerable. "Because... I want John to fuck you." Oh my god, I am not prepared for how much it just ignited my arousal to say that.

"Good girl." Tina walks behind me, still petting my face and neck. From behind me now, she gathers my hair up into a ponytail and grips it tightly against my head--pulling my head back slightly to emphasize her controlling position.

"When I am not going to be with John, I will instruct you that I want you to be with him. What are you going to do when I tell you this?"

"Let him fuck me."

"Good girl. This way we will stay connected to each other, both through John, and in our time away from him. I will plan what we will do. I will take care of you. And in return you will be a good girl for me. Do you understand?"

I notice Tina's choice of words, and it takes my stomach away. Not: do I agree, but instead: do I understand. I feel like answering will completely give my will over to her. And without a hesitation, "Yes." I instantly feel as if a weight has been lifted from me. The necessity to make all the decisions about what to do is no longer something I have to worry about. I long for more time with Tina and happily allow her to take this burden from me.

"One last thing." Tina is using her nails to scratch softly up the back of my neck into my hair and I have to struggle not to pass out from the numbing scintillation. "Sit up straight for me."

I immediately straighten my back and push my breasts out with a new sense of invigoration.

"Place your hands palms up on your thighs. Good. The kneeling position you are in right now is called 'Nadu'. Do you like it?"

"Yes." How could I not. I could die happy here in this spot.

"Good. Now whenever I ask you to in the future you will return to this position, be quiet and completely relax until I release you. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

While still holding my hair with one hand, I feel Tina's other hand caress slowly down my neck. "Oh my god, you are such... a gorgeous little thing. I love you like this... and just want to devour you." Tina's breaths interrupt her words showing her intense level of arousal. Tina's hand continues softly down my chest and explores into my blouse. Her hand pushes under my bra and finds one of my breasts--wrapping it sensually.

I close my eyes and my eyes roll back in my head as I endure the pleasure without moving.

Tina pulls back harder on my hair and grabs my breast more forcefully, then slides up to pinch my rock hard nipple. "Mmmmm... But I know I've asked a lot of you today so I will settle for this one pleasure for now... and take you home until next time." Tina slides gently out of my shirt and releases her hold on my hair. "You may stand when you are ready."

I'm literally trembling, and I don't think I can stand. I actually don't want to move at all. Why does there have to be somewhere else for me to go? I want to stay here. But I know I cannot. So with several cycles of breath I finally rise to standing.

* * *

We arrive back in my work parking lot and share a long kiss before I become aware of where I am and think better of continuing.

"We probably shouldn't do that here."

"Mmm, true." agrees Tina. "I'll text you what we're going to do next. Until then, I need you to just go home and enjoy married life."

"Yeah, I understand. But honestly I don't know if I can do that. What about John? I'm going to think of him cheating every time I see him."

"I know. I thought about that. That's why I'm giving you this." Tina hands me a small white box.

"What? What do you mean? What is it?"

"Well, open it. But you are not allowed to talk anymore. So just look at it and I will explain. Then you can leave and we will see each other soon."

I stare at Tina for a moment, and she confirms by holding a finger to my lips. I've never been told I can't talk. It's a strange feeling, but it somehow feels good to be obedient, and I smile at the circumstance. The small white box looks almost like it would contain jewelry. I open it and see a small oddly shaped object posed in a velvet stand. I turn my confused face to Tina.

"This is a wearable pleasure device, and you're going to wear it."

I give Tina a shocked look and shake my head, no.

Tina smiles deviously. "Wait, it gets better. You are no longer allowed to pleasure yourself. Only John and I have that ability. For this period of time while we figure things out you are my obedient subject--as you have agreed to. So when I wish, you will be available to me or to whomever I choose."

My eyes grow huge at that last part, and again vigorously shake my head no.

"I understand you're worried what I might want you to do. So, just remember that you are being obedient because you wish to do so. If at any time you lose trust in me or feel my decisions are not justified then you can choose to end our relationship."

Tina's words cause me to pause. It's actually comforting that I can't talk right now because I think I would be attempting to say everything I'm thinking. Instead, I am forced to sit with the thoughts, but not let them control my actions. I think how this is like another test for me. To exist outside of my comfort zone without having all of the answers--knowing I'm in the trusted care of another. I look down at the device again and gesturing to it, I mouth, what is it?

"It's simply a panty vibrator. And it's remote controlled."

I am now realizing the implications and look incredulously at Tina.

"Don't worry, it only works for people you allow it to. So you are going to allow John to connect to it. He will know exactly what it is, and will be thinking of you often knowing he has this new access to you. Anytime John engages with you in this way you will stop and make yourself completely available to him. Do you understand?"

I nod yes. But my mind is racing at the prospect of this more direct version of Tina. I'm just not the kind of person who does stuff like this. It feels more like theater than real life. Like I'm watching dramatic actors create a fantasy world. But it doesn't feel like fantasy, because... I'm in it. And my feelings are real. The feelings I get when Tina is in charge, and its unknown possibilities excites me. So I remain compliant, but hold my hands up and mouth, why?

"Because if you act weird around John things will devolve quickly. So I want you engaged with him in a positive way and this is what I have chosen for now." Tina leans in close to me and sensually whispers, "And basically because I think it's hot as fuck. And that's exactly why I have a control as well."

My mouth drops open in surprise.

"I'll see you in a little while." Tina says happily. "It's gonna be fun."