Chapter 6: True Love is Giving In to the Darkness

Fuck all of these idiots.

Commander Beth Williams was not pleased as she stormed onto the command deck on her starship, sirens blaring.

She had been enjoying a new recruit in her chambers, teaching the straight girl how to properly lick pussy, and Beth did not appreciate being interrupted.

“Commander Williams!” the First Lieutenant squeaked, quickly straightening up and throwing her a salute.

“At ease,” Beth mumbled and looked over to the pilot. “Now, what do we have?”

“Well,” she started hesitantly. “They have us surrounded. Our shields aren’t going to last very long.”

“How did a bunch of space sharks get the jump on us?!” Beth snarled. “And how the fuck are their shitty lasers penetrating our shields?”

Another laser beam must have hit them as the crew stumbled, the spaceship rocking, lights flickering.

“Shields are down to 27%!” the pilot cried as she struggled to stay in her seat.

“Get us out of here now!” Beth ordered. “Enable FTL warp!”

“But we’re in a gravity well! It’s dangerous!” the pilot protested.

“And it’s even more fucking dangerous to stay here!” Beth snapped.

“Yes, Commander,” she sighed and set the coordinates. “Enabling FTL.”

The ship hummed as it gathered energy to make the jump.

A loud beep drew the attention of her Tactical Officer. “The laser sharks’ flagship has us locked on!”

“No shit!” shouted Beth.

The jump drive’s humming grew louder until it reached its crescendo, and then the ship—

—was wracked with explosions from enemy fire.

Beth fell and hit her head on a titanium deck plate, and her world went dark.

“Motherfucking laser sharks,” Beth mumbled groggily and sat up in bed, shaking off the weird dream.

The obnoxious ringing of her cell phone sounded like nails on a chalkboard in her current mental state, and she haphazardly reached around to search for it, fighting her head-splitting hangover.

“I’m never drinking again,” Beth groaned.

But she always did.

Eventually, she managed to locate her phone, but the ringing mercilessly continued as she fumbled with it.

“Oh, would you shut the fuck up already?!”

Finally, she was able to slide the button to accept the call.

“Talk,” Beth demanded grouchily.

“Hey, Beth! Long time!” Alyssa chirped.

“Alyssa,” Beth said, a simple statement, as she got out of bed and stumbled to the kitchen to look for some headache medicine.

“Look, I’d like to chit-chat, Beth, but this is an emergency. Katie’s in trouble, and I need your help!”

“ ... So?” she said indifferently.

“What do you mean ‘so’?! She’s in trouble, Beth!”

It was way too early for Beth to deal with this shit.

“How is that any of my concern?! The stupid slut disappeared on me! I don’t care what’s going on with her!”

Pain flared in her temples, making her wobble.

Fuck. Beth stopped and closed her eyes, holding the bridge of her nose. The shouting had exacerbated her headache.

This is all Katie’s fault.

“How can you say that? She was your girlfriend!” the annoying blonde whined.

Beth snapped. “How dare you appeal to my morals?! I know damn well you would’ve stolen her from me in a heartbeat if you could’ve. But you couldn’t. I beat you.”

“What do you mean that you—Look, never mind. I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were this much of a fucking bitch!” Alyssa hung up on her.

“Fucking cunt!” Beth screamed and threw her phone across the room.

Shit. Fuck. Headache. Jesus.

Fucking Katie. Why should Beth care? Sure, she was a hot piece of ass and a world-class pussy-licker. But that was it. She was easily replaceable.

Beth tried to ignore the tug in her heart.

Everyone was.

Fuck all of these idiots.

That’s what Beth thought as she stormed into work.

Her morning hangover was bad enough on its own. But then she had to come early to work because her coworkers fucked up data and needed her to save their asses.

Why couldn’t they just learn not to be stupid? It’s not like it’s hard to be a financial analyst. If it were up to her, she’d fire the entire department.

Well, except for her. And Kelly, she thought as she looked over the redhead in question. Not because she’s competent. But because she was a natural with her tongue.

Once a straight girl with a boyfriend, Kelly was now Beth’s submissive in their frequent get-togethers since Katie disappeared.

Katie was the best pussy-licker Beth’s had, but the slut just disappeared without a word. It didn’t matter, though. She was replaceable.

Just like everyone else.

Kait—elly smiled sweetly as she caught Beth looking over at her. Beth’s scowl lessened slightly, and she tried to force a smile, but it likely ended up looking more like a grimace.

Beth intimidated most of her coworkers, not just due to her attitude; her steel gray eyes fit her cold personality perfectly, along with the brunette’s striking, confident pixie cut. Athletic with a toned body and sexy muscles, she liked being intimidating, and she’d have it no other way.

Kelly was an exception, though. Whether it was because she was dense or just equally pleasant to everyone, she’d never walked on eggshells around Beth.

“Morning, Kelly,” Beth mumbled and continued walking, her cubicle the final destination.

She really shouldn’t have seduced a girl who looked like Katie. Because sometimes, when—

Beth shook her head. She didn’t have time to think about her ex-girlfriend. Her gorgeous ex-girlfriend. Her intelligent, kind, energetic, gorgeous ex-girlfriend.

The same one who abandoned me like everyone else.

Beth slung her bag on her desk, pulling out her laptop along with a few pain pills.

She popped them in her mouth, swallowing them dry, and sighed.

If Beth was honest, she did feel a tiny pang of guilt for not hearing Alyssa out about Katie.

But it was Alyssa.

Beth had always hated Alyssa. She was way too close to Katie, always spending time together. They casually called each other soulmates, and maybe it was just some kind of joke. But it fueled Beth’s jealousy.

People always abandon Beth. And she wasn’t going to lose Katie to some fucking big-titted, blonde bimbo, even if she was Katie’s real “soulmate,” Beth scoffed.

Soulmates. What a joke, she snorted. There’s no such thing.

Beth booted up her laptop and logged in, instantly getting hit with dozens of emails from coworkers crying for her help.

Beth shut the laptop screen and held her head.

This was going to be a long day.

Beth Williams was exhausted.

It had been a twelve-hour workday with no overtime pay.

Her lunchtime rendezvous with Kelly in an empty meeting room was good, though. But she accidentally ended up shouting, “Yes, yes! Lick your Commander’s pussy like a good little recruit!” as she came on her sub’s face.

Kelly gave her a weird look after that.

Beth blames the laser sharks.

She made her way into her dark apartment, setting down her purse on the kitchen counter, before finally deciding to switch on the lights. She took a step back as she became aware of the two people in her living room, one sitting in her recliner and one on the floor.

What the fuck?

Beth’s first instinct was to panic at the unexpected intruders.

What should she do? Call the cops? Run?

She also had a gun in her purse. A long time ago, Daddy taught her how to shoot, and she’d been keeping up with practice at the gun range. Maybe she could—

“—to see you.”

Words spoken by a familiar voice cut through her panicked thoughts.

“Huh?”

“I said it’s nice to see you, Beth!” her ex-girlfriend Katie said cheerily.

“Hi, Beth!” the blonde bimbo said with a smile.

Sure enough, her intruders were Katie, sitting on Beth’s recliner, and Alyssa, sitting on the floor in front of Katie.

“Hope you don’t mind that I let myself in,” Katie said casually. “I still had a key here.” Alyssa nodded and waved.

Beth was in a bad mood, and it didn’t help that Alyssa was there.

“Of course I mind!” snapped Beth. “You were never invited!” She paused. “And what the fuck, Katie? I thought Alyssa said you were in trouble.”

“Oh, you must mean the same trouble you helped me with. Right?” Katie retorted.

“Just get the fuck out of my apartment,” Beth demanded.

“Now, now. Calm down. We need to talk.”

“Oh, now we do? After you apparently dumped me for your bimbo and wouldn’t return my calls?”

“Uh, right. Sorry about that.” Katie looked a tiny bit guilty. “But it wasn’t for Alyssa. It was because of something else. I’ll show you.”

Katie reached into her skirt pocket and took out a pendant.

“I don’t want to see some toy! I want you to leave,” Beth fumed.

“Oh, but it’s not a toy. It’s actually pretty neat.”

Katie held the pendant in front of her and let it gently swing.

“See, what happens is that looking at it swinging makes people suddenly relax, and relaxation is exactly what you need right now. So scared, panicked. We intruded on you, and you need to calm down to make rational decisions. Right?”

“I—”

Not waiting for her to answer, Katie continued. “And it feels so good to look at it swinging back and forth. Back and forth. And it never goes away. Not really. Because now this pretty pendant is in your mind. So you can always see it swinging.”

“But—”

“Shh, Beth. Just watch the pretty pendant swinging as you listen to my words. You want to let them fill you. Wash over you. And right now, I know you’re feeling a kind of sinking feeling inside. Aren’t you?”

“Sinking—”

“Mhm. That’s right. Just let yourself sink into that wonderful place inside, Beth. Sink deep for me.”

Just as her world went blank, Beth vaguely heard a distant voice say, “You shouldn’t have yelled at my pet and made her cry.”

Screw all of these people.

That’s what Beth thought as she rushed into work the next day.

It felt like she was the only competent analyst in the company.

Beth wasn’t surprised when she booted up her laptop in her cube and was spammed with help requests from her incompetent and/or lazy co-workers.

Beth sighed. It was going to be another long day.

As she went through her emails, she thought back to the night before when her ex-girlfriend Katie and Katie’s friend Alyssa suddenly showed up. That was so—

Fun. Beth had a friendly chat with them and that was all.

—surprisingly enjoyable.

Beth frowned. Wouldn’t it be weird for them to show up suddenly? And didn’t she hate Alyssa?

Oh well. After Beth finally settled down from her initial panic, she had a friendly chat with her old girlfriend. Even if she had her blonde friend with her.

They’d had their fair share of arguments when they were dating. Beth was extremely dominant, and though Katie wasn’t as dominant, she certainly wasn’t submissive. That incompatibility caused part of the friction between them.

Sometimes Beth would even give in, like letting Katie use Beth’s strap-on on her. And she was damn good with it. Not that Beth would admit that to anyone.

One of those rare times was the last time Beth had seen her in person.

Shortly after that, Katie became distant and answered Beth’s calls and texts less frequently. Eventually, Katie’s cell service was disconnected altogether.

Beth considered whether it was because of the fight, but it ended well. Their makeup sex had been amazing. And very much worth the fight!

Katie’s disappearance had hurt. It wasn’t the first time she’d been abandoned. After her last breakup, it took her a while to trust someone again. To let them into her heart. But she did. And that was Katie.