Chapter 18

It had been a month since Sophie had cracked a little out of her shell and decided to give Riff Raff an impromptu blow job (oh god that sounded wrong). They hadn't done anything sexual since, but she was very happy to see that their friendship was growing.

Riff Raff now talked with her daily, sometimes she would spend the night in his room (when she wasn't with Frank-n-Furter and he wasn't with Magenta). They would simply talk and sleep, occasionally embrace if he or she was having a bad day. Both realized that all they really wanted from each other was friendship…or at least that's what he wished, she was still unsure but agreed with him for the sole purpose of not scaring him away.

Sophie had told Magenta what had happened almost a week after. She had felt too guilty to not tell her of her betrayal. To her shock, though, Magenta had been extremely excited. She knew her brother would stay true to her and was just happy that Sophie had finally started to become "sexual".

The day was almost over as Sophie found herself once again partaking in one of Magenta's lessons. She couldn't recall how they had started but one day Magenta had approached her and insisted that she learn how to be sexual…she had, of course, found the lessons extremely awkward and embarrassing in the beginning but Magenta was determined to teach her and would therefore not allow her to stop.

The lessons had helped though…Sophie had learned many tricks with her hands, mouth and…tongue … that she knew would spare her the embarrassment of blindly going into her first time.

God knows they helped with Riff Raff, Sophie thought briefly as Magenta demonstrated the art of undressing in a provocative manner. Focusing once more on Magenta, Sophie gasped as she watched the woman sensually sway her hips whilst removing her dress.

"But that's so embarrassing!" Sophie cried as she brought her hands up to cover her eyes.

"Eet may Zeem Zat way at first my dear but trust me, ven 'e zees you doing this it will drive him mad…or she, vatever eet eez you like." Magenta calmly explained, removing her bra in such a manner that caused Sophie to nervously laugh and avert her eyes…a few minutes later Sophie was unable to look at the woman as she heard her underwear flop onto the ground. Magenta quickly redressed and began walking towards her. Sophie stood up, expecting to take Magenta's place and begin her attempt, but was shocked when her friend suddenly grabbed her arm and began dragging her out of the room and down the hallway.

"What are you doing Magenta? Don't you want me to practise?" Sophie cried, slightly out of breath as the relentless red head hastily pulled her down corridor after corridor.

"I zink eet eez about time that you have an audience to judge you," the woman smugly replied.

Sophie gasped, "Oh no! I don't want anyone else to see me like that! I only feel comfortable (that being a very generous term) doing these lessons around you and Columbia," she finished as she attempted to tear her arm away from Magenta.

"No, no zee master must be the judge of your talent, come now Sophie I know you vant to show him," Magenta chuckled, her grip firm.

"THE MASTER!? NO PLEASE ANYONE BUT MR. FURTER!" Sophie cried as she dug her heels into the carpet, eyeing the approaching elevator as if it were a guillotine (hell, by now a guillotine would be a more favourable option).

"Stop eet right now, I'm beginning to grow veary of your outburst," Magenta hissed, reaching the elevator and slamming the gate closed.

Sophie crumpled to the ground, defeated. Her mind began to race as a blush crept its way onto her face. How would she be able to undress in front of Mr. Furter? Surely she would just embarrass herself beyond redemption. He would most definitely laugh at her attempt to be…dare she think it…sexy. Hysterics bubbled to the surface as she attempted to mash the word sexy with the image of herself, her clumsy, awkward, dumpy self…a few insane laughs slipped from her mouth, causing Magenta to give her a concerned sideward glance.

"Eet vill be alright Sophie, you just have to be confident," Magenta quickly began as the elevator reached the laboratory, and crouching down to pick Sophie up she whispered, "and remember you vere able to please my cold brother, let that give you strength."

Sophie couldn't help but smile, although still nervous, at the kind words she had received. Surely she could give herself some credit if this beautiful, sexy woman could believe in her.

"Master I have brought you a treat!" Magenta cried, bringing Sophie forward.

Taking in the scene, Sophie located Frank-n-Furter who was currently hunched over a desk, covered with stacks of paper. Upon hearing the maid's call he slowly turned around in his chair, looking tired and irritated. Sophie paled. Maybe they shouldn't have disturbed him.

"Now Magenta can you not see that I am busy," He tersely replied "please come back later for-"

"Master this surprise will surely calm your nerves," Magenta interjected, successfully cutting of whatever Frank was about to say.

Sophie saw Frank-n-Furter's mouth twitch at the corners, she hoped that was a good sign.

"And what, pray tell, did you have in mind?" Frank inquired, standing up.

Magenta quickly pushed Sophie in front of Frank-n-Furter, causing Sophie to scramble to stay standing. Oh wonderful, I already look like a fool, she thought, straightening herself.

"She wishes to please you with a strip tease," Magenta calmly stated, making her way towards the elevator.

Frank did not reply and Sophie couldn't bear to look him in the eye, so instead she settled on watching the unruly curls of her friend descend into the blackness of the elevator shaft. She was so focused, in fact, that she did not hear the clack of Frank's heels as he came to stand directly behind her.

"A strip tease is it?" He sensually whispered in her ear, causing her to jump.

Turning around to face him she replied, "Uh, well yes, you see I, uh, thought Mr. Furter that I might, um, well give you some pleasure, that is if you are okay with someone as disgus-" She was silenced by Frank's pointer finger pressing gently against her lips.

"Shh my sweet, please, I would enjoy that very much," Frank-n-Furter flirted, dropping her a glittery wink.

Sophie blushed, but stood determined as Frank returned to his chair, sitting down with his right leg crossed over his left and his hands in his lap.

"Begin whenever you wish."

Sophie stood for a few more moments, breathing deeply, preparing herself.

"Yes Master," She sensually (or at least what she prayed was sensually) replied, earning her a raised eyebrow.

And with that gesture as encouragement, Sophie began to remove her heels.