Chapter 6

A few days after my talk with Hanna, I arranged the next step in my plan to get her into bed with her young friend. It was the evening and I had organised a dinner date alone with Sophie in her apartment. Hanna had made herself scarce - on my instructions - and as far as Sophie knew we had the entire night to ourselves.

I actually found it quite adorable how much care Sophie took with the preparations for dinner - I would have been more than content to just get takeout, but she insisted upon making the meal herself. From how hesitant and unsure she was at every step of the way, I would have sworn that she had never actually had a stay at home date like this before - and considering her age, there was a very real chance that this was the case.

Sophie had greeted me at the door with a blushing smile; leaning up to give me a soft kiss before ushering me inside. While she finished up with making our meal, I amused myself by watching her bustle around in the kitchen - she was wearing quite a lovely dress tonight, and she’d made an effort to look more mature than she actually was. As I stared at her slender back as she finished the preparations, all I could think of was what I had planned for her later on. Considering the progress I had made towards corrupting her already, I wondered if she would be horrified or aroused.

It didn’t matter though - she had little choice in the end.

When she served the food and we sat down at her small two-person table, I extravagantly complimented her on her efforts. I wasn’t using my ability at this point - I figured I had laid the groundwork enough that I wouldn’t need to. Not for this part anyway. Besides; the whole point was to step her gradually towards depravity anyway. This charming, lovely, young girl was my test subject to see what exactly I could get away with.

To go with the meal, I had brought a bottle of champagne. I didn’t really care for the stuff personally, but it was light and easy to drink; the sort that you could easily lose track of how much you had actually consumed.

I made sure to keep Sophie’s glass topped up throughout the entire meal, and soon it was pretty obvious that she was getting quite tipsy. She was young enough to not be used to how quickly champagne could hit you, and so she continued to throw back the deceptively small glasses long past the point where she should have exercised restraint.

Getting Sophie drunk was only part of my plan - tonight wasn’t entirely for her benefit after all. Even though it would help towards the weakening of her morality, tonight I was going to be gifting her to Hanna. On some level I was taking pity on Hanna - I had stoked her lust and attraction towards her younger housemate to the point where it was all she could think about. If I didn’t do this, I was fairly sure she was close to the point where she would make a play for Sophie on her own. Which - while it would be interesting to watch - would interfere with my goal of getting both of them into bed with me.

The fact that I was manipulating them both so easily turned me on far more than I would have thought it would. Watching Sophie laugh and smile across the table from me - her face reddened with the affects of the alcohol - and knowing what was in store for her, made my cock ache with anticipation. If this worked out how I hoped, it would open so many doors for me, and I wondered what else I could use my ability for that I hadn’t yet considered.

When we had both finished our meal, Sophie stood up to carry the plates over to the sink; she looked surprised and giggled when she immediately stumbled and swayed on her feet - not expecting to be as drunk as she was. I got up and carried the plates over myself - pulling Sophie along with me in my wake. She squeaked in surprise when I turned to her, gripping her around her slender middle and lifting her off the ground, and placing her on top of the bench.

Our faces were at the same height as she sat on the countertop, and I stepped in close to her; Sophie lifting one leg to put her foot on the counter as well. This caused her dress to slide up past her knees and I got a lovely look at the smooth skin of her inner thigh and all the way to her panty-covered crotch.

“Thank you for dinner.” I said to her softly, and stepped forward until I was standing right between her parted legs. The counter was the only reason I wasn’t pressed up against her. “It was delicious.”

“It wasn’t that great.” Sophie blushed while directing a wide smile my way. There was the slightest slur to her words, and the redness in her cheeks deepened as I put my hand on her inner leg. “I’m glad you’re - I missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too.” I said, squeezing her thigh for emphasis. “In more ways than one. Do you feel the same?”

“Yeah.” Sophie giggled again, and flushed a deeper shade of red. Her eyes sparkled playfully and she looked more than eager. “I think I might be a little tipsy. What were we saying?”

“You were just telling me how much you liked what I did to you the other night.” I lied softly. I rubbed the front of her panties and found them already damp with her arousal.

“I was?” Sophie said, coyly looking to one side; embarrassment crossing her face even through the alcohol.

“It certainly seemed like you enjoyed it. Was I wrong?”

“No.” Sophie whispered huskily. She gasped when I pressed my thumb firmly over where her clit was and moved around in a grinding circle. “Oh!”

“I was thinking we could do something similar again tonight.” I said, leading her gently on towards my plan.

Her panties were rapidly becoming soaked, and she moaned when I rubbed along her slit again. Sophie blinked owlishly at me and swayed from side to side before reaching her arms out plaintively towards me - almost overbalancing before I placed my hand on her hip to steady her.

“Tonight?”

“Yes, tonight.” I said, dark promise in my voice. I pulled her panties to one side to expose her pussy to my hungry eyes. When I touched her next it was directly on her bare sex - Sophie threw her arms around my neck and held on tightly as I slid my index finger into her tight opening. “If you’re okay with being a naughty girl for me again that is.”

“ ... yes.” Sophie slurred softly. She was gyrating her hips gently as she clung to me around my neck; trying to get my invading finger deeper within her.

This was going perfectly; I hadn’t even used my ability once on her. Even though she was pretty drunk, Sophie had basically agreed to more of what I had already done with her. Considering that involved tying her up, slapping and degrading her, and even anal sex; it was a pretty decent step forward for the previously inexperienced girl.

“Do you want more?” I asked her, curling the finger that was inside her.

“Yes...” Sophie moaned.

“Let’s get go somewhere more comfortable then.” I said, smiling possessively at her.

I slid Sophie off the counter so that she was standing in front of me. Before we went any further though, I hiked up the bottom of her dress and reached up underneath.

“You won’t need these.” I said, slipping her underwear down over her hips until they fell into a pile around her feet.

Sophie didn’t say anything; she just shivered and swayed some more.

I was planning on leading Sophie towards the bedrooms, but she surprised me. She was unsteady on her feet, but she took my hand and starting pulling me towards her bedroom - she was that eager. It amused me to the point I let out an involuntary laugh; Sophie, thinking it was all in good fun, giggled along with me - unaware of what my intentions were.

As we reached the door to Hanna’s bedroom, I pulled Sophie to a stop which caused her to turn around to look at me with a questioning expression. When I reached out to turn the handle to Hanna’s door, she baulked for the first time that evening - shaking her head with a shocked expression.

“What are you doing?” Sophie asked me nervously.

“I thought it would be kinky if we had some fun somewhere we shouldn’t.” I said, grinning easily at her.

“No, let’s go to my room.” Sophie said uneasily, trying to pull me on but I wouldn’t be swayed.

“Trust me - think how naughty it will be in Hanna’s room.” I pressed her. For the first time that night I used my ability, pulsing her gently in time with my words. I opened the door fully and pulled the hesitant girl inside with me. “Let’s go in here.”

“We shouldn’t...” Sophie mumbled, but allowed me to lead her inside.

Once there, she looked around apprehensively as if Hanna would appear at any moment. I pulled Sophie into me and kissed her roughly - judiciously pulsing her with my ability at the same time. Soon enough, she was kissing me back with drunken abandon - her earlier discomfort repressed by her growing arousal.

When I began walking the girl backwards towards Hanna’s bed, I felt her tense up in my arms, but she didn’t try to say anything this time. I tumbled Sophie backwards onto the mattress where she lay still; her limbs all akimbo and her eyes mostly closed. Only the rapid rise and fall of her breasts betrayed her nervousness.