"Umm..." Was all I managed to choke out. I stared blankly at the two familiar faces peering back at me.
What in the world were they doing here? When did Amara Harmon get out of jail? And why had she asked for me specifically when I'd never even met her before? If she was here, where was Juliet? A million questions were running through my head- and as Vanessa tsked impatiently and started shoving down my gold shorts, I doubted I'd be getting any answers soon. All eyes were on my newly naked frame: the other servants, Amara and Marissa's. The only one not paying attention to me was the mistress of the household. Instead, Vanessa's keen blue eyes- full of chilled calculation- were locked on her two new guests, a lascivious smile on her plump lips. She was watching their every move.
"You asked for him, well... here he is." She slapped my ass for good measure, making me yelp as I stepped forward slightly, hands covering my crotch.
Amara Harmon met my eyes. Her own were a deep, dark brown- almost black but full of warmth. Amara's skin was a lot tanner than Juliet's pale brown despite them being sisters, and she wore her jet black hair in elegant curls piled on the top of her head. She held herself with a strangely regal grace, no doubt from her days as a model. Her long legs were crossed, and she was wearing a gentle smile, body relaxed as she eyed me up and down.
How much had Juliet told her about me?
At the thought of my girlfriend I remembered all the kind things Juliet had said about Amara. About her views on our society, her ideas for radical change, and her passion for Pokemon rights- Amara was probably one of the few other people around here that wasn't a complete maniac, and that was a relief. But it also made me concerned. Amara had seemingly just gotten out of jail, if her somewhat dirty physical condition was anything to go by- and she'd just walked right into an Arbok nest. These people were not just snakes, they were monsters. Marissa probably belonged here, but if Amara was anything like Juliet described- she was in danger.
She could end up like Luke. I had to warn her. But how could I get her alone? And why was Marissa with her, anyway? What in the world was going on?
Amara turned away from me and shrugged, as if dismissing me. "I'm not really impressed. Okay body and a big dick sure, but a bit too pretty a face in my opinion. You're actually dating this guy, Marissa?"
A million more questions popped into my head as the pink-haired Wainwright sister turned her cerulean gaze on me. Had the brainwashing worn off? I sincerely doubted that. When Lady first brainwashed her, Marissa got this blank, empty look in her eyes as she gazed upon me. And it was the same way now. Like she was seeing someone else, an alien, a nobody. I preferred it that way, and I waited with anxiety, wondering if they'd spark with recognition- and the Marissa nightmare would begin again. Lady is powerful. I already know that. Marissa was still brain-washed, of that I had no doubt- but for how long? Forever? And could something trigger a change, turn her back to normal? Was she really in love with Jack?
I felt a sudden rush of deep loneliness. Despite him being a shitbag... I missed Jack. His stupid happy-go-lucky attitude, his support during troublesome times. I wanted him here with me. But at the end of the day, was he not one of these snakes? The truth is, I could have said anyone's name when Lady asked me to pick someone to replace myself with in Marissa's fucked up brain. I could have said Omar, I could have said one of my old coworkers who I hated. I could have. But I didn't. I picked Jack, and it was purely out of anger. I wanted revenge on him for fucking with my sister, and coincidentally, I'd wanted revenge on his sister- for fucking with my starter Pokemon – baby Eva. It'd been two birds with one ever stone, and I shouldn't forget that. My loneliness drifted away, quickly replaced by a softly seething rage.
"Avery's girlfriend?" Vanessa asked, her interest peaked. She peered at me with sudden, open suspicious. Oh fuck!
Marissa nodded. "Yes. My boyfriend," she murmured, in a tone that sounded like she herself didn't believe it. Anyone could tell something was off with the statement, and especially Vanessa- who narrowed her eyes. A long, tense silence filled the air. Vanessa clearly knew something was going on here, but I actually didn't have a connection to these two coming here that I knew of. Unless...Unless Juliet sent them here. But if she had, why didn't she tell Amara what she and I had? The distrust in my currently loving mistress was clear with the way she glowered at me, like I was suddenly ten miles away and an enemy.
She was right, I was an enemy. But I couldn't afford for her to know that. Not yet. Not when the plan had just started. "I'm her ex-boyfriend. Childhood friends. She forgets that."
A flicker of recognition shined in Marissa's eyes, a bit of stubborn pride that refused to let herself get cast away in such a manner. I didn't miss the subtle motion of Amara's hand, resting on Marissa's arm. Calming her, quieting her.
Vanessa let the subject drop, but something changed in her voice. In her posture. "Oh Avie~ You animal. It's no surprise how many ladies want you, you adorable little two-timer. Dating a Wainwright and a Harmon at the same time. Honestly, I respect your ambition." She grinned at me.
"And a Harmon?" Amara scowled, and her gaze burned into me with a strange new intensity. She eyed me up and down. "You're dating my sister? That's news to me." Amara said, and her tone told me she knew something I didn't. She'd spoken to Juliet? Then why wasn't Juliet here?
"We just started dating. Before I came here. Um, if you don't mind me asking Amara...Where is Juliet?" I asked. "Has she been asking about me?"
Vanessa stood up suddenly, and interrupted. "As fun as talking about your love life sounds, Avie, she said herself she has no interest in you and my guests and I have more important things to discuss than who you are or are not fucking. Either way, it's irrelevant, because you're mine now. You fuck who I want, you date who I want, as per agreement of the contract you signed. Am I right?" She let the question hang in the air, cold.
"You're right," I nodded, dropping my gaze and appearing humble.
"Good. Now, Nadia, Noella!" Vanessa snapped her fingers. I'd barely noticed Noella's small daughter sitting at the far end of the table, heartily digging into a big plate of what I assumed was Noella's famous "Alolan breakfast." Noella herself was standing right behind the girl, this entire time she had been merely spectating. Watching me specifically with a slight, naughty smile. Mother and daughter snapped to attention at the sound of Vanessa's harsh voice.
Dia stared at Vanessa with huge eyes, cheeks bulging, fork hanging in the air.
Noella stepped forward and bowed, her huge breasts dangling. I had to force myself to look away.
"It's time Avery played his part. Noella, he's ready for his first film."
First film? Something was off about the situation. Vanessa's eyes were gleaming, she was scheming.
"Wait-" I complained, "what do you mean by play my part? What kinda film...?"
I already knew the answer. Vanessa's cruel smirk only confirmed it, and my stomach fell.
"I'm not...I can't do that sorta thing on camera," I shook my head.
Vanessa stepped forward, and she grabbed me by the chin. Looked me dead in the eyes. Then she leaned close, and whispered in my ear, still firmly gripping my face. "You can. And you will. Because you're mine. Only mine. So get that pretty cock ready, Avery. This is what you agreed to do, you signed that contract. Didn't you?"
I felt that slight rage kindle and spark, frothing and threatening to spill over.
I wanted to punch this bitch in the face.
Instead I nodded. "Alright."
Vanessa smiled. "Good boy. The pool, Noella. As we discussed."
Noella merely nodded. Her daughter, Nadia, grabbed my hand. I was pulled away by the girl, who was almost half my size. Glancing back, I felt a slight chill creep up my spine. Marissa, Amara, and Vanessa were now the only ones at the table and they wore matching cold, stony expressions as they waited for everybody else to clear out.
Even the dumbest, most oblivious person in the world could tell-
Something was going on. Something bad. And I couldn't stop it from happening.
Please be safe, Amara.
Noella and Nadia led me to a huge indoor swimming pool. There were multiple other guys in golden shorts hanging around watching one woman openly have sex. They were lazing about on pool chairs or in the water, each with their own Pokemon. Some of them were playing with their Pokemon, a couple of them were fucking them. I saw one guy with his dick balls deep in a Poliwag, not doing anything in particular. Just lazing about in the water, it almost seemed wholesome. Like they were cuddling.
But my attention was soon dragged to an incredibly beautiful woman. She was almost completely naked and splayed out on her stomach on a big inflatable float. She had pretty big breasts, nice and ample -covered by a baby blue bikini top- that bounced up and down as an agile Floatzel pumped in and out out of her, yipping with glee. The orange-furred Pokemon was on top of her, desperately rutting into her pussy. She had deep sapphire hair, soaked and sticking to her pale back. She wore it in ringlets. And her eyes? They were huge and purple. I'm not going to pretend I didn't find this scene incredibly hot.
When the three of us walked in she smiled languidly, before closing her eyes biting her lip and continuing to enjoy the cock stuffed in her.
A camera guy, but not Cam, was recording the entire exchange. He was watching it with a grin.
"Oh, so you like Mystica, do you, Avery?" Noella asked with a knowing smile. She drifted her fingernails down the line of my spine, sending a shiver through me. I had an erection. My answer was obvious.
"Mystica?" I asked. "That's her name?"
Nadia interrupted. "Mhm! Mystica is one of Vanessa's top gals! There's Mystica, Spencer, Abby, mummy of course, Natasha-"
Noella gave her a sharp look. Then she smiled at me. "Mystica is going to be your partner today. She's one of the more popular girls. Once this film is over, you're up next..."
I leaned over and whispered to Noella. "But mumma, you said I didn't have to do anything I didn't want to today...I don't wanna do this..."
Noella's expression softened. She ran a gentle hand through my long hair, and stroked my face. Dia watched the interaction in confusion. "I'm sorry, Avery. I wanted to spend the day with you too. But...those guests were unexpected. Once I finish up with you here I need to return to the mistress. I'll come to you later, okay? We can continue where we left off. I'm sorry. For now, focus on pleasing the Mistress. It will all work out, you'll like this film! It's very vanilla, okay? I made sure of it. Mystica is gentle, you'll be in good hands."
I figured I'd get a response like that but it was worth a try. I felt a rush of hatred. I'd rather to anything else with my day, like play with my Pokemon or actually pursue the plan I had to blow this joint. Which now had a wrench thrown into it, because Amara fucking Harmon decided to show up. It pissed me off that Noella and Vanessa had already decided what kind of role I'd play, the first film I'd do, who I'd be fucking in it. Bad enough I didn't want to be in it, but I didn't even get to choose my partner? Just more bullshit at the end of the day.
That being said, my plan wasn't completely ruined. In fact, after Dia's little admission about "Vanessa's top gals" earlier, I had a feeling this might be exactly where I needed to be. Perhaps I could get Mystica on my side. And perhaps Dia had more information for me. Cameron had just revealed to me earlier that Dia's boyfriend was "one of us." A good guy stuck in this hellish place, so if I focused on Dia, got her to open up more, introduce me to her boyfriend...
I now had a plan. Just had to get this film thing out of the way first.
The film that Mystica was starring in was pretty vanilla, apparently like the one she and I were about to star in together. The Floatzel didn't do anything exceptional, and I actually found myself getting bored watching the pair. They switched position a few times sure, and eventually ended up against the side of the pool. Even when a couple golden-shorted boys joined in I was bored.
After a few minutes of observing, and making sure I didn't make any sort of escape, Noella wandered off as she said she would. When Dia moved to follow her, I grabbed the girl's arm.
"Hey...stay with me?" I pleaded, giving Dia my best Baby-doll eyes.
The girl bit her bottom lip and stared after her mother. "Umm, Avery...I should go with her."
"Why?" I asked, "We're not friends?"
Dia stared back at me, her golden eyes huge. "...Friends?"
I smiled. "Yeah. Like, we take care of each other. Have fun together. You know what a friend is."
The girl appeared shocked. "You...want me to be your friend?"
Was she dense? I was growing impatient. "Yes, I'm your damn friend, so please...will you stay here with me?"
Dia worried her bottom lip. "I-I can't, okay!? It has to be just you." She scampered off, and as I moved to follow her, a loud voice pierced the air.
"Hey! You must be Avery! Vanessa's told me all about you."
I turned… Mystica was walking up to me in fully naked glory, dripping cascades of water all over the floor as she toweled her blue hair off. I was shocked by how white her teeth were, and her smile was friendly. I sighed and led Nadia go, greeting Mystica with my best attempt at a grin.
"Uh, yes, Avery Higgs." I extended by hand for a shake, but she just stared at it.
"I take it Vanessa told you the type of porno this is going to be."
I frowned. "No, actually, she told me nothing."
Mystica laughed. "Classic, leaving me with all the responsibility. Well, before anything, there's some things you need to know. I know you're new to the estate. The first few things are the most important, them being...you're a pathetic little soft boy, and you're a slave. You don't have a last name, and you don't get to shake my hand like an equal. There is a pecking order in this manor, and you're at the bottom. It goes every single woman, every single Pokemon, and then you slave boys. So drop your hand, and don't meet my eyes unless I give you permission."
Didn't Noella say something about her being nice? I grit my teeth and scowled at the ground, clenching my fist.
As if sensing my thoughts Mystica continued. "I may seem harsh I'm a nice mistress, Avery. I won't hurt you. Unlike Vanessa. Unlike Spencer, especially. She's a cruel bitch. I am telling you this so that you don't misunderstand your purpose. Now...most of the time, a boy's first film here is rather humiliating. You could consider it "breaking you boys in." But...well, you must be very special, because Vanessa assigned you to me. I'm what you'd call somewhat "vanilla." I don't enjoy anything too crazy. I just like a hard dick in me, and that's all I really need."
I opened my mouth-
"Shut your stupid fucking mouth."
I was stunned into silence, and Mystica grinned at me.
"Good boy. Quick learner. You don't need to talk. You don't need to do anything but get hard, fuck, and then leave me be. I don't exactly find fucking pathetic wimps fun, I like huge dudes with huge dicks and Pokemon okay. This is just….like, sorta a job to me so let's get this over with quickly."
Despite myself, I actually liked Mystica. She was kind of rude, but I didn't sense any bad intent from her. And it seemed like she didn't want to do this this film shit with me either, so in a way we were in the same boat. Not only that, but she really was hot as frick. I wasn't supposed to look into her eyes, but man, those big purple's were beautiful…
"Now, in this film, you're going to play a young boy who is practically a virgin. He and his sister are playing in the pool with her Pokemon. Now, you're not an actor yet, but I'm sure you know how to act like a sad little virgin creep. Be a little weird, a little pervy. Check my ass out openly, stare at my tits when I'm "not looking.". Anyways, big sis's boyfriend arrives who will be played by that guy (she pointed to a golden-haired boy in gold shirts, who was huge and ripped) and big sister- me, of course- leaves with him to go inside. You, the virgin boy, are jealous of big sis. You want her for yourself. So, when you start to hear her moans from inside you get jealous. And turned on. But you can't have her. Instead, you settle with just getting your dick wet in general, and you end up raping her Pokemon in the pool. Bending her over the side of it, seeding her. You will then pretend like nothing happened when big sis comes back out. Simple enough, right?"
I gaped. "I'm not raping anyone!"
Mystica laughed. "Of course you're not. It's all consensual here. It's just acting."
I shook my head wildly. "I-I thought this was supposed to be vanilla!?"
The blue-haired bombshell sighed, and tossed some of her hair out of her pretty face. "It is vanilla, Avery. You're literally having the most boring sex with an incredibly boring, albeit popular, Pokemon, okay? You're lucky. The last guy Vanessa brought in here had to fuck a Torkoal for his first film, do you want to fuck a Torkoal? He had heat blisters on his dick for weeks. Poor guy."
Her good humor and smile did nothing to soothe my rage.
"I'm not PRETEND RAPING anyone, Mystica! And you're definitely not filming me doing it, okay?! Vanilla film my ass. Fake rape and fake incest, what the heck is wrong with you people?"
My outburst had clearly attracted some attention. A few of the other guys were staring at us with open shock. Mystica's smile twitched, like her patience was slipping, and she reached out and grabbed my cock through my shorts. Dug sharp nails into it.
"Want me to tell Vanessa you refused me? That you don't want to take part in the film? She'll ruin you for it, you know. You don't get to pick and choose your duties here. No one does, least of all me. Don't waste my time, or I'll rip this little dick of yours off. Am I understood?"
I had a choice here.
I could continue to be difficult, or I could perform in this film. Now, I wasn't stupid. I saw all the screens in the camera room, hundreds of videos with all kinds of people and Pokemon, blackmail material for Vanessa. That's what these silly films were. Income, and blackmail. If I did this, I was doing exactly what my "mistress" expected of me. She would be able to use it against me. But if my plan went well...this whole place would burn down, and all the videos with it. So fuck it.
At least I wasn't gonna have heat burns on my cock…
"It's not a little dick," I retorted. Mystica grinned.
"No. It really isn't." Her claw-like grip loosened. Now, she gently stroked my member.
"The Pokemon you'll be playing with really is cute, you know. One of Vanessa's. Ever fuck a Surskit, Avery?"
