Chapter 7

I pulled Hanna to her feet to face me—staring down into her lust-hazed eyes. She couldn’t seem to meet my gaze; instead looking past me to where her friend lay spread-eagled, bound, and blindfolded upon the bed. I caught Hanna’s chin between my thumb and finger—tilting her head upwards so that I could kiss her. I could taste Sophie on her lips.

Hanna kissed me back hungrily—deeply. I wrapped my arms around her slender torso—crushing her to me while we made out over the helpless and oblivious girl that lay before us. Sophie was completely exhausted after all she had endured so far. The alcohol I had plied her with, copious application of my Ability, and the multiple orgasms she’d had at the lips and tongue of her housemate had taken it’s toll. She did little but softly moan—struggling weakly against her bonds, her head flopping from side to side as if she didn’t even have the strength to support herself.

I was ready to go again; watching Hanna so enthusiastically go down on Sophie without her knowledge had been incredibly arousing—as was knowing the fact that if I hadn’t stopped her, Hanna would have continued her unceasing assault upon the young girl. I was in great need of some relief, but before I could tell Hanna what I wanted, she break our kiss herself and whispered hoarsely in my ear.

“I want to kiss her. I need it. Please?”

“What?” I whispered back, slightly incredulously. Sophie was pretty out of it at the moment in more ways than one; evident by the fact that she hadn’t noticed that it wasn’t me that had been touching her, but kissing her ... that might be pushing things too far.

“Please!” Hanna said hoarsely, pure need dripping from the word.

I looked from her to Sophie speculatively. Sophie was moaning so softly that it was barely audible; shifting around in her bonds and gyrating her hips as if she was searching for the tongue that had been so intently lapping at her sex. Her face was flushed red, and the colour extended down to her breasts as they heaved upon her chest; her nipples erect and pointing at the sky. It looked as though the effects of the wine coupled with so much of my ability had put her into an almost fugue-like state—it might actually be possible to give Hanna what she wanted.

On top of that, watching the attractive blonde stick her tongue into her young friend’s mouth was something I really wanted to see. I had been stoking the girl’s arousal—but it hadn’t actually been directed at anyone in particular. My near-constant use of my ability had given me a degree of control over it that I would never have dreamt of in the past. I couldn’t be sure yet, but I didn’t think I was creating any lasting problems with her psyche.

I tightened my grip on Hanna—reaching down with one hand to grab her firm ass; feeling her bare breasts press into my chest. At the same time I started hitting Sophie with strong and sustained pulses of my ability; aiming to drive the worn out teen to further heights of arousal. It affected her almost immediately; Sophie started wriggle around more on the bed and small whimpers escaped her mouth.

“Okay—you can do it.” I hissed quietly to Hanna—seeing her face instantly light up with excitement. “But don’t get too close—don’t let any part of you touch her. I don’t want Sophie to start wondering why she can feel a pair of tits on her. Alright?”

“Okay.” Hanna gulped. She looked completely sick with her desire. She licked her lips as she stared down at the naked and spread-eagled girl on her bed. She walked over to stand by Sophie’s head—her breath coming out in rapid pants. Hanna slid one hand down between her thighs and started to frantically rub herself, while placing the other at her breasts—squeezing and massaging them roughly. “Oh shit—she’s so fucking hot!”

Everything I had done and was doing to her—aided by the loud music that was playing—meant that Sophie was still completely unaware that Hanna was in the room with us. Even so, I started to pulse Sophie even stronger and more frequently. She gave out a slightly louder moan in response—in a tone that was almost like she was in torment—and started to pull harder at her bonds. Her sweat dampened hair was stuck to the sides of her head, and her mouth was open and gaping.

Hanna leant in and hovered above the girl—her face just above that of Sophie’s. She’s breathing hard and I could tell that she was struggling to restrain herself. Sophie turned her face blindly up towards Hanna—knowing that someone is there by the feeling of warm breath upon her skin; thinking that it was me. To make sure that I wouldn’t miss anything, I moved around so that I could get a good view; keeping up the continuous waves of my ability I was sending throughout Sophie’s body.

From the way she was hesitating, I thought that Hanna was going to be tender—to lean in and gently press her lips to Sophie’s ... but I was completely wrong. She struck savagely; mashing her mouth to Sophie’s roughly and immediately plundering the young girl’s tender mouth with her tongue. I could see Sophie’s cheeks moving as Hanna lathed her tongue around inside, and almost forgot myself in the perverse excitement of the moment; stopping myself at the last second from joining in on the fun. Hanna’s eyes were scrunched shut and she was pressing her thighs tightly together around the hand she still had between her own legs.

I started to stroke my cock as I watched the show; Hanna forcibly kissing her unknowing housemate was an even bigger turn on then I had thought it would be. Sophie was straining in her bonds—trying to get closer to Hanna; turning her face upwards and letting her do whatever she wanted.

Still kissing Sophie, Hanna reached down along the body of the restrained girl and cupped her sex; immediately curling her fingers and starting to strum along the girl’s reddened and abused little pussy. She was breaking my rule about not touching her anywhere else, but I wasn’t going to stop her; she just couldn’t seem to get enough of her young friend. Even though she was so exhausted after so many orgasms, this renewed attention between her soft thighs—coupled with the regular pulsing of my ability—Sophie began to respond.

I watched Hanna play Sophie’s body like it was an instrument; happy to just let it all happen. I was stroking myself faster and faster while I started to send stronger usages of my ability; willing the girl to yet another orgasm—even stronger than any she had yet experienced. Hanna was dipping multiple fingers into her housemates pussy now, all the while kissing her savagely.

Sophie gave a muffled scream against Hanna’s mouth—her whole body going rigid—and she strained against her bonds so hard I thought she might actually manage to pull free. Hanna didn’t let up on her attack though; continuing her passionate attack until the pleasure of Sophie’s orgasm turned into sweet torment for the teen. Sophie arched her back violently and began to sob, until I hit her with one final massive surge of my ability; making her quiver and shake violently before flopping down limp onto the bed.

I watched wide-eyed for a few moments in awe as Hanna kept up her unceasing attack on the now unresponsive girl, before I walked around and gently pulled her away. I leant down to check on Sophie, being slightly concerned at the extreme reaction she’d had—she was breathing regularly but didn’t respond at all to my attempts at rousing her. It seemed like everything that I had subjected her to—capped with the incessant use of my ability on her at the final—and rendered her momentarily comatose.

I shook Sophie one more time to make sure she wasn’t going to stir, before deciding it was safe to be a bit more adventurous. I turned to Hanna; desire and oust at what I had just witnessed making me far bolder than I had yet been.

“Is she alright?” Hanna asked, licking her lips and looking longingly at the slack-jawed and sleeping Sophie. She started to babble—words tumbling from her lips in a lust-filled litany. “Fuck—she’s so sexy. I want her so much. I wish she would touch me. I want her to touch me so badly!”

“Well tonight is your lucky night in more ways than one.” I said, moving down to Sophie’s legs and undoing the bonds at her ankles. I was achingly hard and felt in this moment that I could understand a portion of the lust I had engendered in Hanna toward’s her younger housemate. “Undo the arm closest to you.”

“Why?” Hanna asked me, her voice thick but doing as I had directed. She unbound Sophie’s wrist, and then reached out a trembling hand to the girl—placing it upon her for-head and stroking the damp damp hair. “She’s so beautiful...”

“She really is.” I agreed in low voice, walking over to stand right next to Hanna. “Put your leg up on the bed.”