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Ch. 6: Preview #6
🕑 Added 2024-07-12 17:32:51 +0000 UTCThe redhead exhaled in relief. “Thanks! I thought so too. I just felt like that old mindset doesn’t do us any favors anymore.”
“Quite right,” Alice agreed. “That would only get in your way. What with the exhibition coming so soon.” She’d been oh so tempted to push things farther, maybe even build upon this mother-son idea? … But she didn’t trust herself to keep it together during such a conversation. Not at present. Hence the redirection.
Jen sat up straighter. “Yeah – you said it’s coming right up. Any more word on that?”
“That’s what I came here to tell you, actually. It’s been officially confirmed. The exhibition’s set now for Thursday night.”
Jen shook with equal excitement and worry. “That’s fantastic!! But holy fuck, that’s just two days away. What time??”
“Kicks off at 7 PM, but we want you two there no later than 5.”
“We’ll be there. Can you tell me anything else about it? Like, what we’re—”
“Nope. Sorry, Jen, not allowed to say. Gotta keep the suspense.”
“Yeah, OK, I kinda figured. Um … two days, though...” Jen stared very obviously toward Theo’s room. “Fuck.”
“Don’t worry,” Alice assured, “there’s still time for him to shape up.”
“You think so? I … god damn it, I need to leave like right now, but I’m not even sure I can because I don’t know what he’ll do. Like, can I even trust him to do the stuff I assigned to him, if I’m not standing right over him making him do it. Geez.”
She had a point, quite likely. Mmm… but what an excellent opportunity. “Let me talk to him,” Alice offered. “I’ll stay a bit and have a little chat.”
“You would?” Jen brightened. “And you think it’ll help?”
Alice leaned and smiled slyly. “You’re a natural at this, Jen, but you don’t have to go it not alone. To hell with impartiality – I’m pulling for you guys and here to help you one hundred percent. And, lucky for you, I have a few ways of my own to keep this particular little guy in line.” She pulsed her brows.
“As in--?” Jen made a face. “Uck. Maybe I don’t wanna know. But I trust you – do whatever you gotta do.”
“Perfect.” Alice’s smile blossomed. “Oh, I will.”
Jen looked up at the clock. “Shoot.” She gathered her wallet, her purse … “Ack – need my boots! Be right back.” The young woman bounded powerfully across the house, pausing to pummel her teammate’s door. “You can come out now – quickly, got it?! Do not make me wait!” And she hurried past, to her room.
Theo almost had a heart attack – it sounded like his door was besieged by a battering ram, his ears ringing from the sudden assault of Jen’s voice. He’d just started recovering from that workout, too; one of the most extreme of his life, cementing her place even above Lola as the most harrowing of taskmasters! And… And she already wanted him to stand up again??
He swayed to his feet, made it to his door by sheer force of will, and had it open by the time she—
Huh?
His mind couldn’t make sense of what he just saw. Two tall swatches of shiny black leather went by, spanning the middle of his stomach down to his ankles.
OH SHIT. His brain blew a fuse. Those were boots. Thigh-high leather boots. Of otherworldly size.
More sweat glands kicked in. But he’d been summoned. He could not simply hide. Nervously he crept out after her.
And that’s when things got even worse. Alice. His girlfriend. His aspiring ‘Mommy’. Was in his house. Standing right there.
“Wh… What are you …?” he warbled. Oh FUCK – Alice was wearing the same mouthwatering top from the photo. He wheeled toward Jen anxiously. “What is she--”
“No,” scolded Jen. “Shush. No time. Listen.”
Agh! Alice was hearing this; hearing Jen boss him around! He—
“Hey. Eyes on me.”
He went pale, forced to watch Jen, dizzying Jen, briskly but painstakingly lace up her looooong, long boots, cinching the noisy fabric around her intimidating calves. “I gotta head out,” she detailed crisply. “Alice is gonna tell you something. I expect you to listen up closely.” The lacing continued and continued. “I’m gonna ask her how it went afterward, and I expect a good report. And I also wanna see that list from you on what you’ve gotten done today by the time I get back. Your assignments are on the fridge. All clear?”
Theo gulped, feeling his girlfriend’s eyes on him. But what else could he say? “Y-Y-Yes. Clear.”
“Good.” With one distracting, dizzying boot completed, she began on the other. “Last thing: there’s an exhibition Thursday in the studio. Televised. We’re gonna be in it.”
“A--?”
“Shh. No time for questions right now. What matters is, it pushes up our timeline even more, so there’s even more demand on you to be physically and mentally ready.”
A freaking exhibition now? Televised!? The hell was she…!?
“Hello?”
His head was such a jumble. “Uh?”
“Did you get all that?”
Gulp “… Yeah, of course.”
She rolled her eyes. “Whatever.” Finishing the last of her laces and tied it tight. “Remember: good report.”
She stood up … and up … and his stomach grew queasy even as his cock twitched. She was an absolute giant. Some sort of sexy schoolgirl gone wrong; turned as scary and threatening as could possibly be. He gasped in sudden arousal and – Oh christ, did Alice notice his reaction?? No, thank god: she was looking up at Jen and exchanging a nod. Her gaze tracked the monstrous redhead as she strutted toward the garage and left, leaving him worried and tense.
And without further ado, and his girlfriend turned to face him. With a huge, huge grin.
Something about the spicy look in her eyes seemed … unusual. Beyond normal. As she bent at the waist, displaying her mouth-watering cleavage, he knew the roleplay was already on.
“So responsible, isn’t she?” said Alice’s voice, with an extra buzz. “And so very right to doubt you. My little boy is sometimes so hard to keep in line.”
He squirmed, the sight of her juicy breasts and inviting smile already getting to him. But he had to stay strong! “Alice,” he refocused anxiously, “you have to help me with Jen – please!! She’s gone insane!”
“Insane?” Alice cooed without missing a beat. “Awwww, what silliness is my little boy on about?”
“No, I’m serious, Alice – this isn’t a joke!!” He fought furiously to ignore the sight of jiggling breasts and hearstopping cleavage, staying desperately on task. “You don’t understand; she’s changed! She’s … She’s even …”
“Even put up new House Rules for you to follow? Seven of them, to be precise?”
All color drained from his face. His world swayed. “You saw them??”
“I sure did! Just moments ago, sweetie.”
His blood ran cold. “And … And so you’ll … help me?” He gulped. “R-Right?”
He had a bad feeling even before the smile grew on her shiny red lips. “Of course I’ll help you, sweetie!” Her fingers dragged distractingly along his neck to cup the back of his head. “I’ll help make sure my boy follows each and every one.”
