Chapter 5

Morning arrived, and Jason lay in bed a moment; memories of all that had occurred the day before flooding into his mind. He couldn’t believe what he had done with his aunt the night before ... He grinned to himself. It still seemed so wrong to him in a lot of ways, but he no longer felt so conflicted about it. It was amazing how having a hot piece of ass like his bitch of an aunt jack him off changed his perspective. He wouldn’t have to take her shit anymore. She would do what he said, anything at all ... Jason mused that having anyone else be afraid of him like she was now conditioned to be - flinching and cowering if he but raised his voice - would make him feel pretty awful. But since it was Sarah he didn’t mind much at all. She had earned it a hundred times over.

He swung his legs off the bed and got up. He sighed at the thought of going to school; after last night it seemed so mundane. Jason held up his hand and looked at the ring on his finger. The coloured gems representing his aunt were a bit dimmer than they were when he had gone to bed - he would have to further ingrain the aspects for Sarah; he was no longer interested in letting them lapse and fade! He looked at the three other sets of clear gems thoughtfully. Three other rings ... He would have to think about it all carefully.

It was a completely different matter to purposefully control someone, than for it to happen by accident after all.

It was still early morning, and he could hear his mother downstairs; she hadn’t left yet. As he exited his room he couldn’t help but glance down the hall towards his aunts closed bedroom door. He was tempted to go and see if she was awake yet, but decided against it in the end. That was something that could get out of hand quickly he thought ruefully.

“Morning sweetie!” His mother greeted him with a smile as he came down the stairs.

“Morning.” Jason said in return as he joined her in the kitchen. She had on the same outfit as usual; skin tight and form-fitting workout clothes. He returned her smile, and when she had turned away - cleaning up the remainder of her breakfast - he allowed his gaze to caress her body, lingering on her curves. He never got tired of looking at her. His thoughts strayed to last night, when he had imagined it was his mother and not his aunt, standing naked in the dark. Waiting for him.

Jason felt a flush rise in his cheeks and he quickly turned away. He didn’t feel his usual stab of guilt though, which was a welcome change. Perhaps the incestuous acts he had enjoyed with his aunt had dulled the taboo at lusting after his mother. He snuck another glance at her, particularly at her well rounded behind, and felt his cock lurch in appreciation. What he wouldn’t give to have his mother lusting after him instead of Sarah!

He pictured his mother, pressed up against him - panting in need and desire. Pictured her with her fingers wrapped around his cock, instead of his aunt. He could make that happen!

Jason feverishly thought about it. He could give in - indulge in all the half-formed fantasies he had been trying to suppress for so long! He thought of her moaning his name, pleading with him to take her - and it was almost enough to make him sprint up the stairs and get one of the silver bands.

But then he pictured her with the same look of fear on her face that Sarah had displayed ... and felt sick. He couldn’t do that to her. Not that he would ever consider using the fear aspect for his mother! But still - he loved her too much to change her.

Besides, he had only just had his first sexual experience last night. And it wasn’t like that was a one time thing. In fact...

“What time are you home tonight?” Jason asked his mother, as casually as he could.

“Oh, about the same time as last night I think.” Helen replied to her son. She continued in a teasing tone of voice. “Why, what do you have planned?”

If only she knew Jason thought. She wouldn’t be looking at him with such a fond expression if she knew what he was going to do with her younger sister.

“Nothing really.” He said nonchalantly. “Just curious.”

“Hmm.” She said. “Well, you should do something after school. It’s not good to just sit at home. Why don’t you invite Emma over for dinner? You haven’t brought her over in ages.”

It was true that Emma had been a regular visitor at their house when Jason had been younger. But as they got older the visits had tapered off, coinciding with the increasing unwelcome atmosphere that grew as his aunt had become more and more unpleasant. It wasn’t that Jason didn’t want to have Emma round, but it had been long enough that he felt like inviting her would be a ‘big deal’. Anyway, it would interfere with what he wanted to do this evening.

“I don’t know if she would want to-” Jason began but he was immediately interrupted.

“Nonsense!” Helen said. “She practically lived her at one point. I always thought you two would start dating at some point.”

Jason flushed with embarrassment.

“You should ask her out.” Helen said, half teasing, half serious.

“We’re just friends.” Jason mumbled.

“Then you should ask your ‘just friend’ over for dinner sometime.” His mother said smiling, as if it was all settled.

“Maybe.” Jason said. What a time for her to take an interest in his love life - right after what had happened the night before!

Jason was so lost in thought over this that he barely noticed his mother saying goodbye and leaving for the day. This was a big deviation from his usual routine of checking her out as she left.

He left for school soon after, his mind all jumbled up. His mother bringing up Emma had him daydreaming of the possibilities and what he could do. Would it really be so bad if he used another ring? Apart from Fear, the rest didn’t sound too bad. Love and Lust especially. Jason grew aroused as he imagined Emma, looking up at him with desire, wanting him. Needing him.

And if that was the case, he could give his mother one as well - couldn’t he?

The temptation was strong, andJason shook his head feverishly, trying to dispel these thoughts. He would have to study the card in the box before he did anything else. His thoughts turned dark when he considered he had been intending to take the free will away from the two most important people in his world.

Sarah was one thing. They were another.

Lost in thought, the walk to his school passed so swiftly that he was surprised when he realised he had already arrived. Emma was waiting for him out the front once more as was her habit. She bounced over to him, a smile lighting up her face, her long red hair flowing behind her.

“Morning!” Emma said as she reached him.

Jason suddenly felt better, a tension that had filled him since the day before without him really noticing - leaving him all at once. Emma had been his confidant for so long that he almost told her what had happened to him, everything on the verge of all spilling out. Instead, without really thinking about it, he pulled her too him and enfolded her in a hug.

Emma tensed initially in surprise, before relaxing and returning his embrace. She was small and soft in his arms, the flowery scent of her hair filling his nose. He abruptly realised what he was doing and, panicking, pulled away from her.

“Nice to see you too.” Emma grinned up at him, quirking an eyebrow in question.

“Sorry.” Jason muttered, embarrassed but also pleased at her reaction. She had hugged him back! Maybe he had been overthinking everything with Emma. “Rough morning. It was just nice to see a friendly face.”

“Anytime.” Emma punched him lightly on the shoulder. “Anything you want to talk about?”

“Maybe later?” Jason smiled weakly.

Whatever his first impulse, this was not something he could ever tell her. Luckily, she took his behaviour as being from yet another run in with Sarah. Which was true, but definitely not in the way she was thinking!

The rest of the day passed in a blur of normalcy. In light of the power he had discovered the day before, everything seemed mundane and unimportant. The only thing that captured his attention and distracted him from his musings was Emma.

He found himself looking at her speculatively every time they were together. If his aunt hadn’t taken the ring off him, would he have given one to Emma all unknowing? His first experience with its power could have been with her. He would never have yelled or scared at his best friend like he had with Sarah, so Fear would not have tainted the experience. What would he have unlocked, all unwitting, as the attributes?

The day came to an end uneventfully, and Jason said goodbye to Emma with regret. He had been working himself up with fantasising what it would have been like if he had bound Emma with the ring, and he felt overcome with desire. He looked down at the band on his finger, at the lights representing his aunts ring, and felt a flush of anger. Why did it have to be her that he had bound by accident!

When Jason arrived at his house he was actually glad that Sarah was home - the first time he had ever felt that way. His mind had been inevitably straying to what he had done with her the night before, and in the midst of his arousal he wanted more. His conflicting emotions over if it was right or not seemed far away Sarah was sitting on a chair in the lounge room, her feet drawn up underneath herself, curled up in a languid manner. She was leafing through a magazine - and apart from glancing up at him when he entered the room, she didn’t react to his arrival.