I awoke the next morning to the same knock as usual.
So I did get to keep my door. I knew he didn't mean that threat.
I giggled to myself as I crossed the room to open it.
"Good, you get the full ten minutes to get ready today."
"Why thank you."
I bowed to him in an exaggerated manner, as if accepting a priceless gift. I earned a lazy half smile in response.
I'll treasure it.
I got ready quickly and made my bed before joining him by the door. We walked to the lab in companionable silence. My heart dropped when I saw the puppet standing in the corner again.
I don't think I want that anymore. I mean, it's kabuto's corpse puppet, so it's basically an extension of him, but still…
He caught me staring at it.
"Today's test requires it. Please change into your paper gown and stand by the table when you are ready."
He turned away, allowing me my modesty as I changed.
That does feel a bit silly now, given how much of me he's seen. But I'm not going to be the one to bring it up first.
"Done."
"Good."
Even that one word of approval was enough to make me feel warm inside. After yesterday, I feel desperate for him to guide me again.
I'll…examine that feeling more closely later.
He pricked my finger and withdrew the necessary blood sample, then made a quick motion with his hand. The puppet shot across the room unnaturally. It laid across the table, limbs sprawling out on all sides. Its legs hung down all the way to the floor and its head rested on a small pillow.
What's this?
I looked over at Kabuto inquisitively.
"For today's test…"
Was that hesitancy? And he looks a bit flushed. Is this one embarrassing for him?
"Yes?"
I felt intoxicated by the idea that it wasn't me that felt awkward this time. He pushed his glasses up so that his face was obscured.
"This is the manual version of that suction vibrator that you love so much."
The word 'love' triggered the memory of the day before.
That was an unintentional pattern, surely. I should put it out of my mind.
"What exactly am I supposed to do?"
"Climb up on the table and lift your gown. The puppet will…handle the rest."
He sat down in the chair by his desk, clipboard ready.
I'm supposed to…sit on the puppet? Why?
I sat gingerly down on the edge of the table, not quite touching the body that lay across it.
"Not quite."
I scooted over and sat on one of its legs, unsure of how to proceed.
"Are you doing this on purpose? I thought we got that out of your system yesterday."
I crossed my arms, pouting slightly.
"I don't know what you want me to do."
He exhaled loudly, an exasperated expression on his face.
That shows me not to try to be obedient anymore. It's not worth it. He's still going to…ah!
He made another quick motion, and the puppet leaned up and grabbed me in its unnaturally strong hands. It turned me around on its leg, then pulled me along by my hips. I obliged, crawling along in the direction that it was tugging. It pulled me up towards its face.
Ah.
It held me over its face, and I settled my weight down onto my knees on each side of its head. I looked back at Kabuto.
"Is this what you wanted?"
He didn't answer, but instead made another small motion. The puppet yanked me down onto its face. Its mouth found me immediately, and my head snapped back down to look at it. It licked along my entrance before traveling with its tongue back up towards my clit. It began working in small circles around it, flicking over me harshly with each pass.
This is almost as good as the toy~. I guess a puppet doesn't really need to rest or breathe, does it?
I felt myself grinding down against its mouth, appreciating the way it sucked against me. Its hands settled on my hips, rocking me against its lips. I felt pleasure shoot up through me as it found an especially sensitive spot to lick. I pushed it away from me slightly. It started nibbling on my legs and lips.
It feels good, but I want it to be…
I looked over at Kabuto. He was sitting backwards on the chair, one leg on either side and clipboard resting on the chair's back. He twisted slightly in it, swiveling slowly back and forth as he watched and took whatever notes were necessary.
I want it to be…
The puppet bit my inner thigh harder, and I winced. Kabuto twitched slightly. On closer inspection, it looked like he was hard. It was difficult to see from across the room, but it looked like as he twisted in the chair, his cock rubbed against the back of it.
"Ahh~!"
He made a small motion with his hands, and the puppet yanked me back down again. I kept watching him as it returned to licking and sucking on me, flicking its wide tongue over my clit.
He's controlling all of its motions, so it's like he's…
I felt its hands start to travel. Its right hand cupped my ass, then started inching its way closer to my entrance. It pressed its middle and ring fingers into me, and I rocked back onto them. The pleasure was immediate and electric. I was trapped between its unrelenting lips and its unforgiving fingers. As it started fingering me faster, I rocked towards its mouth. When I pressed too hard into it, my body forced itself back and I rocked deeper onto its fingers. My stomach started to feel tight.
"Ahhh~! K-Kabyti, is this…this is what you want me to do?"
I leaned back to look at him. The arch of my back forced me into a new angle, and I let out another desperate groan as I grinded myself against its mouth again. I didn't expect an answer, but I got one. His voice was high, strained…but steady.
"Yes, Melo. This is what's being tested today."
That's…not quite enough. Why do I want him to answer me so badly…
"So I…I'm doing good?
It was hard to force the words out through the sensations from the puppet's work, and even harder to get my mind to let them out through the fog of embarrassment and lack of certainty.
Why do I need him to praise me? What if he doesn't? That was a stupid question, I shouldn't have…
His eyebrows shot up in barely contained surprise. His mouth opened slightly for a fraction of a second, then closed. I saw him swallow, then exhale. He recomposed himself after that brief expression, then smirked at me.
I shouldn't have asked, that's vulnerability and it can only be used against me. Especially by him. I should NOT have-
"Yes, Melo. You're doing very good for me today."
"Fuck~"
I felt myself crumple against the puppet's face as all the tension drained out of my body.
Why does that have such an affect on me?
"In fact, you're doing better than I expected. You must really want it, huh? How needy."
The puppet began moving its fingers fast again, and I felt the tightness in my stomach grow.
"In fact, it's almost cute."
"Ahh~ah!"
He thinks I'm cute~
I fucked myself against its hand, not caring how desperate I must look in front of him anymore.
"In fact, since you're being so good…"
I'm good~
My head felt fuzzy and warm. The only thing grounding me on this earth was the workings of the puppet beneath me, the rest of me was floating in the clouds. I felt the puppet's left hand move around to my other ass cheek, then its thumb pressed against my back entrance. I moved away from it slightly, trying to keep it outside of me.
I'm already so full…I'm already so close…I can't…
"Take this too, Melo. For me?"
I pushed myself back against the puppet's hand obediently. The words 'for me?' echoed inside my head. The tone he spoke with now was self assured, just short of mocking. I needed its approval. I needed it to value me. I felt the thumb slip inside me. The fingers pressed against it from the other side, pinching that sweet spot inside of me between them. I felt myself gasp. My mouth hung open, but no more noise escaped.
This is too much, I can't take it. I'm gonna break if things keep feeling this intense.
"That's it, very good~"
Damn it, that purr in his voice has to be intentional. He has to have realized what new power he has over me…
"You look so good up there, you know. You must really be enjoying today's test."
He likes watching me~
I'm gonna…
"Ahhh~~!"
I grabbed the puppet's head and started fucking its mouth as steadily as I could. I felt something in my stomach start to burn, then it released. It continued rubbing that spot inside me with its fingers and its thumb as I thrust against it, riding out my orgasm. I shut my eyes as I finished, imagining that it was Kabuto's face beneath me.
"Very good."
The warmth from his words traveled from my brain down my spine, spreading through my whole body. The puppet slowly and carefully withdrew from me. I stood up on shaking legs, and it immediately shot back across the room to stand against the wall. Kabuto approached, then pricked my finger to collect the post-test blood sample. I didn't want to look at his face while I was still processing how much his praise meant, so I stared down instead. He had not yet found release. His cock still strained against his pants.
It's not just me having a good time here, so he can't act so removed from it.
"Dress, then we'll get you back to your cell."
"Yes, sir."
His cock twitched against his pants when I answered.
My words have an affect too…interesting…
He turned away, and I dressed.
"Let's go."
I started walking beside him as usual, letting him lead the way to the cell.
I want to see if that pattern from yesterday was a coincidence. I thought it was but…if my words mean that much…maybe…
"Hey um…"
He paused, turning to me.
I can't just ask. I don't fully understand why, but he shies away when I try to approach these things outright.
"You're uh…"
"...Yes?"
He sounded confused, and slightly bored.
Am I bothering him? Is it a cover up because we're in the halls?
"I can carry your clipboard for you. If you want."
He looked at me silently for several seconds.
"I figure since I'm the one being tested, it's my fault you have to carry it around, right? I can help."
"...sure, if that's what you want. Just don't write anything on it."
"Of course not."
He pressed his lips together tightly, confusion visible behind his eyes as he handed both it and his pen over to me.
"Let's go."
My voice was overly cheery, even to me, but he shook it off and continued, matching my step. As we walked, I tapped out his pattern from yesterday with the pen against the top of the clipboard.
If it's just a coincidence that it translated to something in morse code, maybe he won't notice. And if it wasn't…
Tap long tap tap tap for 'L', long tap long tap long tap for 'O', tap tap tap long tap for 'V', tap for 'E'.
After two repetitions, his face softened slightly. It was barely visible. If I wasn't looking for it, I could have missed it, but he smiled.
For me~
We walked the rest of the way in silence. When we parted at my cell door, he looked back at me.
"Rest well, Melo. You'll need it."
"Thanks. I'll try."
That was the first time he said anything to me by way of parting since we started the test.
He meant it. The message wasn't my imagination. L.O.V.E.
But what does that mean, in our positions?