Never is Enough

by illusorygentleman

Starting right when KTR2 left off, this story picks up with a focus on the separate relationships and growing relationships between our characters leaving up to KTR3. Chapters will be posted in real time with the events of the story over the two week period. While some chapters will be more 'intense' than others, the story is rated a hard M for language and content.

11. Running Out of Ink

As promised, this is a super long one. So feel free to take your time just like these characters will.

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Bushwell Plaza Apartments

6:30am

Like clockwork, Freddie Benson awoke to the sound of a blaring Imperial theme from Galaxy Wars that had been his alarm tone since middle school. Swiping it off, he threw his phone to the side. He knew that if the sound was annoying to him, it had to be driving Sam mad.

"That was a great night…" Squeezing the covers tight by him, his hands hungry to feel her warm and perfect body. But there was nothing. No complaining. No snoring. No indescribably perfect natural scent that she just emanated.

No Sam.

"You in the bathroom?" he called out, sitting up in his bed, legs still tangled in the sheets, but the bathroom light wasn't on. The apartment was deathly quiet. The blonde bombshell was a lot of things but discreet wasn't remotely on that list. Jumping from bed to grab his phone, he checked for messages and found nothing, so naturally he called her.

RINNNNG….. RINNNNG…. RINNNNG… RINNNNG

"Wassup… this is Sam. I'm busy or whatever. You know what to do."

"Damn…" he muttered, deleting the call before the beep triggered any voicemail. It wasn't like Sam to just take off and… actually who was he kidding? Running off was exactly something Sam would do, but maybe it was his arrogance for her feelings that made him believe that she'd never do that to him. So, naturally he tried the texting route. You ok?

-Fine, i guess… wut's up?

-You were gone when I woke up. He already had a bad feeling but seeing her nonchalant but super quick response and lack of evidence of her even being there last night made him question if it even happened. The only clue was that he still felt the physical aftereffects of making love with her. We did spend the night together last night, right?

-Last i checked. And i was gone bc that's how our whole thing works right? Bc I'm not your gf. U make that clear.

-What? The former tech producer could do little more than stare at the message and wonder what the hell he could have done to earn this. What's going on?

-im just ur fuckbuddy. Not ur love. Not ur gf. We screw. U get wut u want. I get wut i need. Not rocket science.

-Where is this coming from? He sighed as he looked at the screen, waiting less than patiently to get to the bottom of where this animosity was coming from. Did I do something? Everything seemed fine when we got in bed. Though I think I fell out before you. Are you mad that I snored or something?

-no

-Then what the heck is it? Sam had her faults for sure but rarely was she anything but direct about her feelings about things. I want to know what happened because last night was amazing and I hated not waking up with you.

-U sure about that?

-I was… Freddie took a breath and wondered what he had done. Sam overlooked a lot of his issues, even though she teased and tortured about them on the outside, even before their relationship took its romantic turn. So whatever this was, it must have struck a nerve. Just come right out and say what you need to, Sam.

-Did u have good dreams? Dreams about anyone we know?

-I honestly don't remember. He knew for a fact that he was lying to an extent, and though he didn't fully remember what happened in the dream, Jade was definitely there and she was being very… helpful. Did I do something in my sleep?

-yeah. You made me feel like a piece of shit.

-You know I would never do that on purpose…

-I spend all fuckin evening trying to find the right words n stuff to tell you what I want and how I really feel, all that emotional shit, then make your comic book fantasy thing come true, and when we were just laying there, I couldn't sleep. I had to just say everything, all the words, as I've got my hands on you and stuff… and then you say her name instead of mine.

-Sam… if you're talking about Jade, you know that I love her. Freddie had to play defense as he messaged back. It wasn't a surprise that Jade's name had slipped out but it was very much something new to hear Sam just fully open up like that. For what it's worth, I'm sorry. I had no idea.

-So i only have myself 2 blame

-I'm not saying that

-I am. i guess i just thought that if i could just make u c that i was really that person u used 2 c me as deep down when u loved me. i could b like that. And when i said i wanted u 2 really c me as someone u could spend ur life with, even if im not the only 1, u told me that i was the only one… then u said Jade's name

Shit… Sam, I'm so sorry… It was clearly damage control time with his 'friend' but just seeing her words and how much she was writing, it just made sense that she was so hurt, and what made it worse was that trying to fix it would likely only exacerbate the issue. I was just dreaming of Jade I guess and I lumped what I was hearing and put them together. I don't know but I never meant for you to feel less than important to me. And for the record, I never stopped caring about you.

-So am i basically your chewing gum?

-I'll be 100% honest, Sam… I really don't understand that metaphor…

-Disposable. U chew for a bit then u throw it away when ur having some real food.

-I would never throw you away. It was strange seeing something that actually was a pretty apt metaphor coming from someone he had chided for years as being less intelligent. Perhaps those GED classes and stuff were actually helping her a lot. We broke up… which was mutual… but I never once tried to forget you or treat you like trash.

-Maybe u like 2 stick ur gum 2 the side. Eat your food. Then go right back to it when the food is gone. It doesn't matter because you chew it because it's available to keep you busy. Doesn't matter what gum does, what flavors it comes in or whatever… it's still never going to be what u really want or need.

Ok, he thought, shaking his head, maybe those classes are working a little too well. That was it. He never threw her away but he didn't have a problem putting her to the side, out of mind when Jade or Tori were around or his focus. And that wasn't fair. You're right. I probably have treated you that way and I'm really sorry. It was never intentional, but you mean the world to me, and I want you to be happy. I want us to be happy. I love you.

-So what am i 2 u? B honest. Am i really the girl u love or am i just the girl u fuck?

-You know that I really do love you. You were my first and honestly my best friend. I can't imagine my life without you. We have an explosive relationship in the bedroom, yeah… but I always felt like there was more because there is more. The former iCarly producer felt a slight pull in his gut, mostly dreading the idea that what he and Sam shared could be pulled apart so easily. He was going to have to head out for school soon, but this conversation just seemed far more important than getting dressed. I don't want you to ever feel like you aren't loved or that you aren't important to me.

-Just not n the same league as Tori and Jade, rite?

-You are three completely different people, and I don't know if I can say for sure that there are some league rankings or something between you. Freddie threw a shirt on as he tried to gather his thoughts before he finished the message, wondering how best to phrase his feelings. I could spend the rest of my life with either of them and be the happiest man in the world, but you're the one I feel like I wouldn't want to live in a world without. My best friend.

-I want 2 b like them. I want 2 b with u. Long term.

-Sam, we are great friends and we have an amazing physical connection and a decade of history, but dating would be hard. We've never really even been on a legit date together.

-Then take me on a date Fredward. Take me out and I'll show u. I'll show u who u pushed away last nite. One nite as the couple we should have been last year.

-You know I'm going to have to run this by Jade, right?

-Don't b a pussy, Freddie. U told me she gave you a free pass. And i doubt she'd even hear u w/ Tori's thighs over her ears.

-If you're wanting this, you might not want to insult the two people who I actually am with. Jade might have been fine with a friends with benefits thing but I am not entire sure how an actual date would go over… He paused for a moment and looked over her words, and there was no question that she was serious, and she did have a point on the free pass thing. He'd been really pushing Tori to the limit to make up for not being there, and he felt so close to her, it was like magic, and Jade was even more incredible, almost inside his head and while hers was the least sexual currently of the encounters and conversations of his three loves, it was most definitely the most intimate because they were just 'soulmates'. Alright… you win, Puckett. One date. Tomorrow night. But not because you asked. But because I genuinely want to know what might have been.

-And what can still b if u want.

-Let's just see how things go. Freddie took a few moments to think about this decision. Whether it made him a pussy or not, he wanted Jade to know about this and it seemed only right. Especially if this did become a legitimate thing. There was a balance with Jade and Tori and him, they all loved each other and it worked. Adding Sam was… complicated, to say the least. She and Jade were more like frenemies and rivals half the time, but there was no question about their chemistry.

Tori was the one that Freddie was most worried about, but she was also the biggest surprise. Even more than Jade and Sam, his newest relation craved that sense of authority- being told what to do and seemed to be immersing herself in the world of submission and she wanted his dominance. It was a weird feeling but it seemed to make her happy so he kept it up. The question now was… how would that jive with Sam's personality?

-So tomorrow nite?

-I'll pick you up at 6:30. Does that sound good?

-Better than good, Fredward.

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Bushwell Plaza Apartments

9:53am

-Im goin on a date w Freddie. No… that's definitely not what I want to just put out there, Sam thought, erasing her message to Carly as quick as she could. Freddie and me r goin 2 have dinner tomorrow n im really nervous.

Shit… none of that that sounds right… Carls will have questions galore about that.

Sam sat on the couch of the Shay apartment while Spencer was up in Carly's bedroom trying to make some more space since his sister would be back in just a matter of days. She stared at her phone, trying to figure out how she felt about the messages that she was sending.

The former web host had sent her Good morning just a matter of minutes after she had finished talking to Freddie, which still had her mind buzzing.

She'd simply fired back Same 2 u. U all packed up? Which was basic and straightforward, and had nothing to do with what her mind was turning to mush over. But then Carly just had to ask a question and all the worms were jumping to escape the metaphorical can Sam had in her throat.

-Almost done. What's new there? Anything I should know before I get home?

"A lot actually," Sam said aloud with a huff. "Had sex with Freddie, went lesbian for a while, realized I am pretty much in love with Freddie, he fell in love with two different girls, who I fucked and ate out, came back here with him where we hook up regularly, and now we are going to have a date that will hopefully lead to him marrying me." So she condensed it into the best answer she could.

-Eh… not much.

-Come on, Sam… I know things might seem boring but there's got to be something going on there. What's going down with Freddie?

"Me, mostly… going down with him pretty much every chance I get…" Sam joked to herself as she read the message. There were 1000 different things she wanted to tell Carly and at the same time, felt like she would melt from sheer embarrassment if Carly knew any of them. As far as her best friend was concerned, Sam Puckett was still a virgin who had barely even looked at another girl with any kind of infatuation, still nursing a childish crush on the boy that had been chasing Carly for years. With three… or two, at least for now… girlfriends at his beck and call, Sam had to assume the sad puppy dog looks Freddie used to give wouldn't be an issue any longer.

-U no fredward… still the same. Nerdy stuff n pretty much obsessed with that vampire chick.

-That's good. He deserves a good girlfriend.

-U sayin im not? Sam had already sent the message off, her fingers hot with anger that her friend might dare insult her like that. Luckily, before she could write out anything revealing the true nature of her relationship with Freddie, Carly replied.

-You know what I mean… I mean he hasn't had the best luck with girls. And that's not even counting what went down with you. Or me kinda stringing him along and letting him get hit with that truck… He deserves someone who will be as good to him as he was to us.

"You got no idea, Carls…" the blonde huffed, rolling her eyes. "The dude is literally drowning in pussy…"

-Ur words, Carls, but whatever… I guess so.

-Are you jealous?

Carly's words hit the former bully like a punch in the gut. Goddamn right, she was jealous. Freddie was supposed to be hers and hers alone. But she fucked up. Everything. And now, she just wanted to spend the rest of her life making it up to him. Even if it meant just having a third of him, it was more than what she deserved. Jade was clearly his soul mate, which she really was envious of, but Freddie never made her feel any less important or undervalued compared to her or even Tori. But Carly didn't need to know any of that.

-No

-Don't lie, Sam… I know you are still harboring that crush. Because I know how mad you got when I told you I kissed him before I left for the trip. I almost think it was the reason you took off so fast. You should just tell him how you feel. You know Freddie… even if he turns you down, he's gonna do it in a way that makes you feel better. He probably has no idea you still like him.

"Little late for that now…" Sam muttered. "Pretty sure he got the hint when I was riding and choking myself on his cock…"

"I DON'T EVEN WANT TO KNOW!" Spencer shouted as he ran down the stairs covering his ears, with his eyes clenched. "LALALALALALALALALALAAAAA!"

-Whatever, Carls… I gotta go.

- Don't get mad… I was just telling you the truth.

Sam could have kept the conversation going for a while, but between her current situation and the fact that Spencer listening in had caused her whole face to redden and burn with humiliation, she just needed an escape. Or someone to tell her what she should do.

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Hollywood Arts High School

11:22

-I really missed you last night…

Tori Vega put her phone down and sat quietly in her Literature class, trying her hardest not to think about the thoughts and feelings that had kept her up all night. Freddie always sent her a message, usually something kind and calming that helped her sleep. But last night, he didn't send anything. So, naturally, her mind raced that she might have done something wrong or something to upset him. Even though she knew it was strange that she worried she had made some grave error before the idea that he might have been busy or just forgot hit her, she wanted to believe that he would never forget such a thing.

She edged herself so hard, as if the action would let Freddie know that she was sorry for whatever she did, and he would just magically know. Her dreams were filled with frightening things, and for the first time in a couple weeks, she felt vulnerable.

But the torture was all for naught. When she headed down to get in the car with Jade, Tori's phone finally buzzed and all felt peaceful once again.

-I'm so sorry about last night, Angel. I got busy with some class work, and then Sam and I hung out and I just passed out. I'll be making it up to you today if you'll forgive me.

-Of course. The youngest Vega's fingers moved like lightning to respond to her lover, even knowing it made her seem a bit clingy or desperate, but that was Tori in a nutshell.

Tori felt like a bomb that was ready to blow at any second, and every touch and thought seemed magnified. It wasn't unusual for Jade to pull over somewhere secluded so they could have a few moments to make out, but today, there was a wild animal in the car. The car had barely rounded the corner from the Latina's house when she leaned over, and began to fumble with Jade's shirt. Broad daylight, cars all around, and there she was- sucking on the perfect pale chest of her former enemy, moaning into the flesh. And when they reached their 'make out point,' Tori nearly jumped into her lover's lap, so hungry and desperate, Jade actually felt overwhelmed for once, hearing the usually sweet and angelic young woman beg to 'eat her pussy' and to 'shower herself with her cum.'

The time crunch to make it to school in time put a damper on both of those fantasies, but given that Tori was going to be spending the night in a couple days, it certainly created a few 'slumber party' ideas for the goth.

So now here she was; in class, several rooms away from her pale goddess and far, far away from her god. Armed with only a phone, and bored to death of hearing the teacher drone on about Tolstoy, her mind wandered and she needed him. Perhaps more than she had since she'd met him. So she messaged him.

It took a few minutes, her stomach in knots waiting for him to text her, but finally her Pearphone buzzed, and she almost squealed at the sound.

-I missed you too, Angel. Are you having a good day?

-No… she wrote back, trying not to call too much attention to herself, which wasn't hard at the back of the class. I didn't sleep well last night.

-Poor thing. Nightmares?

-A few. I felt so defenseless and vulnerable. Tori sighed as she thought back to all the things that had attacked her dreams. Monsters, scary creatures, clowns… and she couldn't run away. Her cries for help went unanswered, and she could feel the cold sweat they each caused when she awoke back in relative safety.

-Suppose that's my fault. I'm so sorry I let you feel that way. I promise I won't ever let your peaceful sleep be anything but. I will always keep you safe.

-I know. Thank you. Her breath caught in the back of her throat as she tried her best to find the right words to ask him what it was that she really wanted. She wanted him to take her reins, and offer her a way to feel safe again. As long as he was in control, she never had to worry about anything. I am so bored in class. I like to read… but the stuff we are talking about. Russian authors and stuff… it's just boring.

-I know the feeling, but there are some quality gems in Russian literature too. Very visceral takes on love and heartbreak and how easily life can become overwhelming when we don't have what we need.

-I need you. Tori had written the words before she'd even thought much about it. It was weird that she would get so antsy when he'd talk about stuff that she didn't really care about, but the way he was so knowledgeable and precise when he'd tell her things just presented him as this larger than life entity, even on a phone screen. It caused a touch of intimidation to be sure. I'm so sorry… that was really dumb.

-No. You, nor the things you do, are ever going to be dumb. Least of all, to me. I need you too, my angel…

That nickname… the ownership term… it made her ache inside so much. If she wasn't turned on enough from what he'd written so far, just seeing the term of endearment made her absolutely quake. It was as if the fires that had barely been quelled in the car with Jade had sudden returned with a vengeance.

-Whatever you need, Freddie… I will do. Anything…

-I know what you want, Tori. But are you sure you want to do this? In this class? At the school?

-There's nowhere I don't want you. She typed, her fingers shivering with anticipation. Freddie was a caring, loving person who was the sweetest man she'd ever met and he was her absolute dream. But her darkest fantasies were also on the other end of that phone. A powerful controlling force that allowed everything she had put away and shoved down, desperate to be the most well-behaved, now aching to come out, tearing out of her like she really was possessed. Please… it's been three days since last time. I haven't cum, and I was so on edge last night.

-If you're sure, we can play. But it's also been three days since I was able to let my words touch my angel… I'm not sure how far it will go.

-There isn't a too far with me… I bend to you… but you will never break me. Not now.

-Very well… WET…. will be your state of mind. My words will make you ache. My presence will make you tremble long before I touch you.

"Hmmhhm…" Tori's breath tightened at his two words and she looked around the room at her half asleep classmates and her teacher who seemed more than bored with what he was talking about. 'Very well' was always his word… like his transformation phrase… and that meant that her Beast… her Master… was going to be texting her soon.

-Clear your mind, angel… surrender to me.

-Done and done… sir.

Oh god… she thought to herself, smiling ear to ear, her core was aching and she knew she had to be extremely wet. Just that short conversation and she was on edge. If Freddie was even half as in control as he was the last time, this was going to be beyond incredible.

- Are you getting that tingle in class, Tori… the kind where you can't help but be bad?

-Yes… she texted, though she might have actually said that word out loud, given the slight reaction a couple gave her at that exact moment. Shit… I need to be more careful, she thought. I've been aching… needing it… touching the front of my jeans carefully…

-That's what I thought. But you have to keep up appearances, don't you? Be that good girl when everyone is looking. While inside, you are on fire. The secret school slut.

-Oh yeah. Tori closed her eyes and imagined hearing his strong voice whisper these words in her ear. A ghost that seemed to exist solely to bring her the most intense of pleasures. A slut only for you though. And Jade… No other man will ever see me like this… will ever know me like you do.

-That's right… all mine. Nobody else needs to know that your fingers are rubbing your clit through those tight jeans underneath that desk. Nobody needs to know that you get so worked up that those slim little fingers are going to push inside you.

-Should I? Tori looked around the room once more, trying to see in anyone would notice if she went a little bit further. A month ago, she would never have even had such an itch. Two weeks ago she would never even think about rubbing against the edge of her chair. But now here she was, desperate… willing to unzip her pants and reach in if he gave the order. Right here? In my class? I want to sooooo bad… but I'm scared… I'm shy.

-You are a lot of things, Angel, but shy is not one of them. If you are too afraid to take that step, then I want you to rub harder. Press your fingers against that denim and really tease that swollen, desperate clit of yours. Touch yourself like I would touch you…

Yes, sir. Tori didn't even think twice as she readjusted in her seat, trying to make the best angle for hiding the action. Her digits traced over the front of her jeans, moving up and down and around and around, looking for just the right sweet spot to give her that rush. After a few seconds, her fingers tingled and burned a little from the friction. She silently cursed herself for wearing such tight jeans where she couldn't just get a hand or even a finger into them at this angle. It was really Jade's fault, she huffed to herself; she told me how good my ass looked in them and now I have to wear them all the time. I can't do it… it's not enough to do more than tease.

-Of course not. You can't help yourself but need more, Tori. Your body is hungry. Hunger that can't just be sated with a snack or some barely functional touch through that thick, skin tight denim. You are a bomb now. The excitement building and building until you can't control yourself and just… explode.

-Save me. She wrote, on the edge of whining, knowing that he was completely right and she was past the point of no return now. She grew more desperate by the second. Please, Freddie… save me. Tell me what to do. I'll do anything…

-I know you will. You are a shy girl with a powerful hellcat inside of you that was never meant to be caged inside that angelic body. I wonder how long you can sit there… stewing and boiling inside… trying to maintain the perfect Tori Vega persona…until it breaks… and you start fucking things around the school.

I'm literally shaking, Freddie… please…

Reach into your purse… look for something to save yourself. Maybe you can get a pen or something… something long and hard… and push it down there… Let it scrape against that steaming cunt of yours… while you sit quietly like a good girl… still hiding and trying to blend in so nobody can see what a dirty little slut you are.

Of course, she thought. In fact, if she had been able to think clearly, she would have thought of this right away. She grabbed a long Bic pen from the depths of her purse, trying to keep quiet as possible, and making sure no one was looking, she leaned back and pushed the pen into her pants down until the cap's arm caught on the front of her jeans, but quickly covered with her shirt.

It seemed like such a dumb idea in the middle of everything but the way the bottom end of the pen pressed against her sex was like a shot right to her brain. And the way that she shifted her weight back or used one hand to twist and shimmy the pen allowed several lightning bolts to fire at her core, just barely registering the slight pain of the hard plastic.

-Thank you

-Don't thank me yet, angel… I think we both know that won't be enough. That animal inside in insatiable. Look around the classroom… Pay attention to all the devices and items in the room and on other people's desks. I want you to imagine how at least three of them would feel grinding against or inside that wet little hole of yours…

-Oh god… Tori released a slight moan, but luckily, it seemed like almost everyone was either engrossed in the lecture or fast asleep. It was like her vision became that of a hawk for a few seconds. Everything screamed at her as a possible sex toy. Those thick eraser board markers compared to the pen were like how Freddie compared to her and Jade's toys. The half-asleep kid a few seats away had a banana poking out of his lunch sack; her mouth was certainly craving something shaped like that. She even imagined sitting naked on the electric pencil sharpener and feeling the powerful vibrations from it. There's so much here…

-Just imagine how that would feel… just going at yourself with them. Let yourself feel dirty… the best kind of dirty… that way that makes you feel just as embarrassed as good… let that be your mindset when you eye fuck them.

-I'm so dirty, Freddie… The Latina couldn't stop herself now, her brain going into hyper overdrive looking at every corner of the room and seeing something, her lust screaming at her about how her body could be used in this room. The eraser for the board is pretty thick. There's a whole cup full of pens of all shapes and sizes… how many could I fit inside me? The door knob was definitely as thick as Freddie… and if the door was slammed… Mmmhmmm… So many phones in here… if they all vibrated at once… pressed against me… Fuck… the coffee thermos… whether it was boiling hot or freezing cold… the idea of it against my nipples… It's all too much… I want to feel it all…

-It's ok… Free yourself from any stress you feel and just tease yourself, my angelic little whore... just let your imagination run wild. Don't worry about books or Russian authors or even about anyone else around you… just think about what you crave… tease yourself all the way to that orgasm's edge. Use that pen while you imagine that naughty fucking version of you grinding on everything, desperate to cum…

-I'm so close, Freddie… Tori's shallow breaths were just on the verge of noticeable, and if they turned and looked, they'd have seen her eyes fluttering and the way she was diddling with something at her navel. I need it. Please let me cum. I don't want to use this pen… I want you… I need you inside me.

-Be patient, my angel… just hold back a little longer… I'm going to let you cum… but not yet.

-Please… don't make me wait… I've been such a good girl. The aspiring pop star could barely see straight. Every male in the room was slowly morphing into Freddie and all the girls were Jade, all in various states of dress- t shirts, dress shirts, suits, fancy dress, gym clothes. Even the teacher.

-Now imagine I'm right there in the room too… right behind you… my hands on your body, pulling you into mine… my cock out… eager to help you along. Your mouth just inches away from your treat… your mouth watering and hot breath teasing that swollen head that aches for you… Can't you just imagine it, Tori? Imagine the lengths you'd go to just to feel an ounce of that bliss…

"Mr. Wainwright! I need to go to the bathroom!"

All eyes were now on Tori, whose face was flushed and she looked like she could pass out at any moment.

"Um… of course, Miss Vega. You may need to go to the nurse as well… take your things." the older man simply said, trying not to look at her in any way other than as a teacher. But there was no question that the young woman was absolutely emanating sex, and nearly every set of eyes that watched her pass thought the same thing.

I would kill to fuck her.

"Whew…" she whispered once she was out the door, bag in hand, trying to find her breath.

-I had to leave class. I couldn't take it…

-I know… but you persevered and tried to resist those primal urges. Good girl Tori Vega has to do that. She's the smart, pretty, moral, and virtuous angel of Hollywood Arts.

-I don't want to be her right now. That Tori isn't the real one anymore… She wrote, standing still in the hallway, just outside the line of sight from her former classroom. Your words make me want to be bad. To be naughty. And I don't care how dirty I have to get… I want you… I want the feelings that only you give me. I want to be your bad girl. Your slut. Your obedient little whore. To be owned… to be punished… to be overtaken by you.

-Then I want you to keep imagining me… right beside you… and I want you to walk to the nearest bathroom. That one by the auditorium with the couch will work. And as you walk, I want you to strut, show off that amazingly perfect ass I know those jeans are hugging… arch your back to show those perky little tits off… and keep your head straight. Because my hands are in your hair, angel… and I am leading my pet down that hall.

Yes, sir… thank you… she texted back excitedly. The 'sir' thing happened as sort of a joke at first, but given how he responded, and how she began to see him as the powerful dominant force, it only felt right to call him that when the moment called for it.

She did exactly what was asked of her, walking by a few people who gave more than a few double takes, watching her move through the halls. Robbie saw her, and for a split second, she could swear she could actually hear him get hard in that moment. It made her feel so dirty. But it was the kind of dirty that he told her about… the kind she craved so intimately.

Then she saw Jade.

Only for a second, but their eyes met through the window of the auditorium. Tori wanted to pull away from her invisible 'master' and drop everything to rush Jade and kiss her, making out, and then making love right there on the floor. But this was school. They couldn't just… be that way. Not yet. They'd have some time later to play, but for now, she was Freddie's. A man that would never betray or hurt her, but somehow the mere concept of disobeying him seemed horrifying.

Tori moved into the bathroom and checked to make sure she was alone, and then hit the lock on the door, and got her phone out, and her heart jumped when she realized he was somehow 10 steps ahead of her still.

-Don't lock the door.

-But someone could walk in and see me. Just like in the classroom.

-Guess it's 4 then

-What? Tori was confused and for the first time since the texting started today, she felt like she had snapped out of the lust fog she'd been trapped in. 4 what?

-I was going to make you cum five times before we were done. Since you want to disobey, now it's only four.

-I'm so sorry. Tori wrote as quick as she could to try and apologize and rant to unlock the door. But her heart sank when he responded just as fast.

-Too late. Keep it locked. Maybe you can earn that one back if you continue being a good girl.

-Thank you, sir. The Latina took a few deep breaths and looked over the bathroom and wondered if she should get comfortable. But acting before getting his instructions seemed wrong, so she waited. And waited. Three minutes seemed like an eternity, but finally her phone buzzed once more.

-The first thing I want you to do is turn your camera on… put it on one sided video chat. I need to see you. But don't speak.

Tori almost dropped her phone from switching the text to a video chat with Freddie, but it was strange just seeing herself with a black screen with him. She wondered what he was doing or where he was. At school of course, but where could he watch such a thing and just be uninterrupted.

-Good. You can follow directions. Now that I can see that flawless body of yours, all I want is to see more of it. Shoes off, and neatly fold your shirt and jeans and place them on the edge of the sink basin. Strip down to only your underwear.

"Ye-" she began but then remembered that he didn't want her to make any sounds. But it was too late.

-If you insist on talking, take that pen from your pussy and put it in your mouth.

Tori's eyes bugged a bit, but she didn't fight it as she pulled the pen out and placed the damp end against her tongue. She tried not to moan at the flavor as she continued to undress with one hand, trying to remove her shirt slowly and sexily, keeping the camera angle showing her face and chest, and then moved it to show her backside, slowly sliding the tight jeans over her supple ass, so he could see its bisection with a royal purple thong, shaking it slightly with a jiggle as she worked the denim down her legs.

-Can't help but put on a show, can you, Tori? Guess whatever version you are, angel, you must make a spectacle of it all. Imagine if this was broadcast to the whole school… so they could see the body that so many would die to have.

The aspiring star couldn't help but bite her lip and grin at the camera, blushing a little as she looked at where she imagined his face would be. She nodded and pointed at the camera as if to say that only he gets to have it.

-Now that you're just in your panties and bra, I want you to lie down on that couch. Pretty sure it's spacious enough for you to stretch yourself out and get nice and comfortable. But don't go to sleep.

Not that I could, she thought to herself. Tori moved to the couch and lay down on it, finding it surprisingly comfortable, and once she was settled, she moved the phone up so he could see her whole body. She bit her lower lip again, pen hanging out, as she moved it toward her face, then slowly brought it down her body, over her breasts, and further down so he could see her tight stomach, and then how wet her panties were. She was halfway down her thighs when it buzzed again.

-You are truly perfection from top to bottom… Put your phone between your legs and sit up a little so I can see up your body. I want my messages to truly affect you when I give you instructions and I need your hands free.

She did as she was told, moving the camera so it was the perfect view of her top half, trying to adjust her hair a bit so he would find her prettier, but once again, it was like he was in the room with her.

-Don't do that. I want you as you are. Now, let's get going… Start gently massaging your perky little tits with both of your hands, but make sure you don't start stimulating your nipples. Move your fingers circularly around your mocha marshmallows, making smaller and smaller circles until you go around your nipples, still not stimulating them. You touch anywhere near those chocolate peaks, then we go to 3. Understand?

Like a possessed bobble head, Tori nodded quickly, and went to work, touching her chest and teasing her skin. This was how Jade did it when she really wanted to drive her crazy. Touch everywhere except the one place she really, really wanted her to. Apparently she'd shared those notes with Freddie…

The Latina began drawing circles with her fingertips, spiraling as they grew closer and closer, and for a split second she debated touching her peak through the material. But she stopped herself just short, congratulating herself for her resistance. Her breath began to shorten and her eyes fluttered. Once again, even though he wasn't even in the state, he felt like he was in the room, and that it was his hands that were moving hers to touch her flesh, guiding her to how to please herself.

-I know that wasn't easy, Angel… and now I want you to run one of your hands down from your chest softly over your belly, and right up to your panty line. Don't move any further downward. Just feel your belly. Imagine how distended it could be if I was inside you… how full you'd feel if you had my cum inside you, from either end.

Tori was so lost in the fantasy, letting her hands moved downward, that the pen fell from her lips and into the couch through a moan. His release was always so delicious… so hot… so filling… and it always felt so intimate that it was hard not to start trying for more once she had a taste or a feeling. And her fingertips felt along her abs, just under the surface of her soft tummy, remembering how it looked when Freddie mounted her, causing a bump. Her core ached so badly, she wanted to scream, desperate to have something show her sex some attention.

-I think someone is getting a little excited. And I can see how deep that stain goes in those tiny underwear of yours. Go ahead. Slide your fingers underneath the elastic band and push your dirty little panties down just a tad before running your hand slowly back up, your fingertips exciting your skin as they move across your belly and sides. That's right… no touching of your angel parts just yet…

Fuck, Tori whimpered to herself as she pulled her underwear down slightly, the damp material sticking to her sex for a moment before letting the cool air of the bathroom embrace the overheated wetness of her swollen and eager slit. She shivered as her fingertips danced along her skin, goosebumps coming and going with every spot she touched. The actress looked into the phone, eyes begging for his mercy, but the black screen staring back at her offered no such sympathy.

-Such a good little girl. Being patient… Now, push your bra down so your tits are fully exposed. Start rotating your fingertips around them getting closer and closer to your nipples, but still don't touch your nipples. Let me see my little Hershey Kiss snacks…

"Mmmhmm…" the sounds grew from her throat before she'd even realized that she'd made a sound. Her eyes widened and she felt ashamed that she'd broken his rule, but no message followed. Her body just responded to the circles and touch. If her peaks weren't aching before, they certainly were now, just as much from the spiral teasing as the image of Freddie hungrily devouring and suckling on her hypersensitive nipples. Then she saw Jade on the other side doing the same thing, turning her body into their personal buffet. Her digits circled her areolae for a few moments, never once letting the tips touch the prize no matter how much she wanted it.

-I can see how hard they are getting, angel… I bet they really are starting to ache. I can't see just yet because of your panties… but I bet your pussy is absolutely dripping…

Once again, Tori looked into the camera and bit her lip, trying to look as sad as she could, pouting as she nodded. She moved the phone slightly to show her practically molten core with its tiny dark brown stubble. She'd never thought that that particular body part would ever be enticing to someone, but both Freddie and Jade constantly reminded her that it was amazing and deserved all the attention possible.

-Mmm… look at the beautiful budding flower… You are so fucking juicy, angel … Are you fantasizing about my big meaty thick cock stretching your pretty little pussy wide open again? I don't even know if I could fit in there anymore…

Tori shifted the camera back up to her face and showed off her pouting face. She raised her hands and used her left index finger to push into her right fist while she nodded. The sweet vixen even went a step further, looking at her hands, and then adding her middle and ring fingers to her left index and pushed all three digits into the right fist a bit faster as she grinned.

-You know, I was going to tell you that you could talk again, but that was the most adorable thing I've ever seen, sweet girl. So let's keep you mute for a little while. But you deserve a treat… Bring your index and middle fingers from both of your hands to your mouth and get them nice and wet.

The rising star smiled wide and did just that, staring into the camera as she sucked her fingers seductively, pushing them a little further into her mouth than she needed to, and then bobbing back and forth on each digit, just to give him the image. But she knew her task, and tried not to get too excited with playing around.

I promise, my angel, when I get there… you won't have to imagine with your fingers anymore. I want you to start circling them around your nipples without yet touching them. Don't cheat, you still can't touch those hard, tight nipples yet. Let me see you struggle…

She did exactly as she was told, her breath catching in her throat as the cool air of the bathroom made every spit covered spot feel like there was ice there, and the flesh contract even further around her protruding peaks. They were aching before but now they hurt. Still in a good way, but definitely in a way she just wasn't equipped to deal with for a long time. It was like they were being twisted by some unknown force, adding to the incredible belief that he was in the room with her, molesting her vulnerable form. Tori took a bit more wetness from her spit and made another round, fighting to stay calm through the pain. She was on the verge of crying out when the phone buzzed at her center once more.

-When that fragile little body can't take it anymore, stop and remove your bra. Lie back down on your back and pull those undies back up… spread your legs a bit. Let those pretty perky marshmallows rest… they've had it hard.

Tori immediately quit what she was doing and moved to unhook her bra, not even realizing until it was on the floor that it had been digging into her torso a little. Though, to be fair, she had been a bit distracted for the last few minutes. Or was an hour. Time never seemed to work correctly with him.

-Now, Tori, squeeze your breasts for me. Tight… let me see that caramel flesh come between your fingertips. Squeeze them like I would squeeze them.

"Unnghhhmmhmm…" she moaned as she gripped her breasts tightly, letting her soft flesh just seep between her fingertips, staying just a hair away from her nipples. He hadn't said anything about them, but it was better to be safe than sorry. As her eyes closed, her own hands suddenly seemed to morph into Jade's, more focused in the way they touched, with a tighter grip, but a soft and soothing movement between squeezes. And those imaginary hands grew even larger, and she felt Freddie touch her, grabbing her whole chest in his hands as he massaged her body, desperate to please her as she was to please herself. She might have stayed like that for days if the phone didn't buzz again.

-And I didn't even have to tell you not to touch those pretty peaks. You've waited long enough though, angel, and now you can pinch them and roll them between your fingers if you want. Give those little chocolates everything they've been missing this whole time.

"Aiighhhuuunghh…" the singer moaned out, feeling one of those bombs Freddie had left inside of her go off as lightning struck both her nipples with a single touch, and she couldn't stop herself. She needed to touch them and twist them and pull them and she need a hot mouth to suckle on them. Once again, she was envious that Jade could do that to herself, but the thought of Jade brought a phantom version of the goth, and Tori used her wet fingers to pull and press the nubs like they were inside a hot and hungry mouth. Under her breath, as if she was barely aware of anything anymore, she cried "I'm gonna cum…"

-Hush, sweetie… we are almost done getting ready. The next thing I want you to do is run your fingertips up and down your torso and then down to your legs. I want you to stroke your inner thighs with both hands, but make sure you do this very softly. And don't you dare touch yourself!

The exclamation point really did feel like he was shouting at her, and she wouldn't dare disobey him if he was being that forceful. Her hands moved down her body, and while she never really had body issues, it wasn't until Jade and Freddie that she had ever been comfortable with revealing herself or touching herself even. As her hands moved to her inner thighs, she began to imagine how Jade would hold her thighs as she'd devour her sex. Or the way that Freddie held her thighs as he entered her. It was absolute heaven to float back to those times.

-I can hear it in your breathing, the way your skin lights up and of course the look on your face-you are becoming more and more aroused and your pussy is starting to truly ache for attention. You have to wait, my angel. It will all be worth it soon.

Tori nodded, looking desperate and concerned, but there was never a lack of trust in her gorgeous brown orbs. She loved Freddie and this was the kind of feeling that she craved. No longer having to worry about what she was doing, and about what she was supposed to be in life. Someone else was in control. As long as she was his… and as long as she had Jade… nothing else mattered.

-Now bring your hands to that spot where your legs meet your body and run one finger up and down along the edge of your panties, keeping it right on the fabric. Place one of your hands over your pussy and just let it sit there for a moment as you feel your desire and arousal growing further. Do you feel it? Do you feel the creature inside you aching for an escape? Knowing that your hand is the only thing keeping that beautiful animal you hide from everyone else in its cage?

She nodded gently at the screen, biting her lip, as her breath was caught in her throat knowing she was right here on the edge of something truly magical. It deserved to escape. It deserved to be released and take over her body and mind- the creature that only thought of pleasure and sex, operating on the most base of instincts, surrendering so the only person who held its leash was on the other side of that phone.

-That's a good girl… you make me so proud, my little slutty angel. Now, gently tap your pussy with that hand a few times, I want to make sure you're as wet as humanly possible right now. If you think you're not there yet, go back to running your fingers along her inner thighs as well as along your butt crack, then slap your sex a little harder.

"Ungh… unghh… ungh… ungh…" she moaned as her hand gently spanked her center, hearing the squelching noises of her soaked underwear as it stuck to its core. This was wetter than she'd ever been, and she was feeling a touch impatient, so she didn't feel another round was necessary. The mere touch had sent shockwaves through her very body and she began to quake, wondering what else he was going to put her through before he let her have her release.

-You sound like you're definitely good and ready, Tori… you can slip off those panties. I bet you could probably just throw those things out… So soaked that they are practically ruined. Get yourself comfortable again and splay your body out so your limbs are spread out.

The eager Latina did exactly what he said almost as quickly as she read it, sliding her underwear down her legs and tossing them aside. She was completely naked now. Exposed to the world in a public place, and even though the lock was on the door, she felt like someone could walk in at any moment. But that didn't scare her anymore. It excited her.

-I know you feel better… being in your natural state, angel… but I want you to relax. Focus. I want you to concentrate on how the cool air feels against your naked body. Particularly focus on your perfect chocolate peaks and that sweet aching pussy… just focus on what the air feels like against your hot wet skin. Close your eyes and take a deep breath in through your nose and let it out through your mouth. Take two more deep breaths.

Tori was barely reading the message as she was embodying everything that he was prescribing to her. She stretched wide, so that the air could truly caress her body, thinking about how each slight chill was one of her lovers treating her like the angel they treated her as. But this wasn't letting that animal out or built around getting off… she realized. This was something much more raw and something that ran much deeper than being dominated. This was about embracing herself.

-I want you to listen to this… however many times you need as we move forward, but at least until I text you again. Listen to me. VOICE ATTACHMENT

Tori clicked the attachment and put the phone just loud enough so she could hear it, but not so loud it would garner attention, preparing herself for whatever Freddie might have to say.

"Close your eyes, angel, and open your heart and feel my soul… touching you… needing you… wanting you… every second of every day… begging you in soft and breathless whispers with each touch of your skin… for your passion and your love… forever… You are mine. I am yours. I will protect you. I will save you. I will be rough with you and I will be gentle with you… but I will never let you feel anything but my love, adoration, and devotion to you, Tori. You aren't like Jade or Sam or any other woman I have ever known. There are going to be times… when you want… that I am going to control you, command you, dominate you, and use you, my sweet angel… and then I am going to touch you, hold you, kiss you, and spend every other waking moment making you feel safe, desired, and loved."

"I'm scared…" Tori whispered, hoping she could just focus on the task of letting her body just feel the air, but she couldn't. His words were so real. There was that commanding authority that made her quiver, but it was Freddie… who he really was… that was doing the talking. He had talked to her like she was his 'slut' or 'pet' before, and he had been romantic and sweet like he was with Jade. But this was the first time that she truly felt that Freddie was real. Not a god or a beast or some stereotype from a movie. He was real. "I'm scared of this."

-There's nothing to be afraid of Tori. I love you. I needed you to know how I really feel about you. I wanted to show you, in the rawest form, that I am so completely enraptured with you. That I want to make love to you and treat you like my angel, but there are times I know we both crave to let our wild sides out, fuck like animals, and I know you want to be tamed. But no matter what happens, Tori Vega, I will always care for you, nurture you, protect you, and I will be the rock that you may cling to when the earth shakes and everything else is unsteady.

"I'm scared because you make me question everything I've ever done or wanted… fame, fortune, and all that stuff. I'm scared because the sound of your voice… the way that you touch me, even when you aren't here…" her voice hitched slightly as she stared at the black screen. The words genuinely hurt coming out as if they were ripped from somewhere they never should have escaped from. But they were the truth. "It makes me want to leave it all like it never mattered. Even Jade sometimes. If you asked me to quit school, run away from home, and go up there to live with you, existing solely as your personal plaything… I would be looking at plane tickets and packing a bag… as if I'll need clothes with you… in a heartbeat. I would do anything, no matter how difficult, how disgusting, how depraved… just so I could crawl next to you and be told 'good girl.'"

-As selfish as I would like to be, Tori Vega, I don't think I could ever do that. I crave you so badly… but not just in all these raw and animalistic ways… I crave you in the most innocent form. I crave to say goodnight and give you forehead kisses and to tell you I adore you when you feel bad. I crave you in a way where I just want to be next to you, nothing more and nothing less than just breathe you in. But even with all that… you are meant for stardom. Not just fame… but to be a true star… a shining light for all that see you, brightening their lives, leading them, and being a spectacle that defies anything they've ever seen. I can't hog you… I can't keep you in my bed when you are meant for so much more.

"But…" the Latina fought back tears as she stared at the blank screen, knowing that his words were hitting her harder than any rough sex that she was anticipating ever could have. "But I don't care about that when I'm with you. When I'm with Jade… I just want to make love and hold on to you both, and never let go."

-And I know we feel the same way… but you are destined for something incredible. Your singing, your acting, your beauty… it's something that the whole world deserves to see and feel.

"Are you…" Tori went wide eyed as her fears began to mount higher than she ever imagined they could. It was all coming together… the words, the black screen, and the way he was being so kind. "Are you… breaking up… with me?"

-Never. Not in a million years. I'm telling you that you belong on a stage, beaming on a screen, and plastered on movie and album posters. But when you are tired, and you are done for the day, that is when I will be selfish. I will sleep with you. And I don't just mean sex. I mean we will sleep. All of us probably. Together. Under the blankets. In our bed. With my hand wrapping around you to rest on your stomach and your arms wrapped around Jade, your beauty nestled between us. With the windows cracked, so it's a little colder… especially for three tired, sweaty naked bodies… so we have to cuddle closer. No talking necessary… just sleepy, blissful, silence.

"You scared me…" her lip quivered as she read the words, looking back and forth between them and the camera he was watching her through. "I thought you were… going to… I mean… I can't even… I was so worried and scared…"

-I told you that your days of fear and loneliness are coming to an end, angel. I will always want you.

"Always?" she said, tucking her hair being her ear as she tried to maintain composure.

-I want you when you are happy. I want you when you are sad. I want you when you are tired. I want you when you want to be my playful little sweetheart. I want you when you need to be fucked into oblivion. I want you when you need to climb up on my lap and just be cuddled and treasured. I want you in the morning light, where the sun light dances across your skin. I want you in the middle of the night where the darkness can't hide how bright you truly are. I want you. You. Always and forever, Tori Vega…

"Tori Benson one day…" she said, biting her lip as she imagined their future together. "Maybe Tori West-Benson… Benson-West?"

-Your name is something I will never steal from you and I doubt Jade would either. Tori Vega is a name that will be up in lights.

"You don't want me to have your name?" Tori once again looked sheepishly at the phone. "Do you… not want to… marry me?"

-What you and I and Jade share is something far greater than some kind of title. We are more than that. We will be more than that… If you want a ceremony… for either or both of us, we can have it. If you want a ring, as soon as I can afford it, your hand will never be naked again. No matter how far you go, what amazing things you accomplish, I am always going to be right here for you. So that I can be ready for when you are ready for me. I am going to need to hold you in My arms for hours and hours. With your head against My shoulder so I can run My fingers through your hair and get high on your scent and feel that flawless body molding into Mine. You are My Angel, Tori… always and forever.

"I'm really gonna start crying in a second…" she muttered, trying not to get too emotional as she wondered how she ended up in this position. Head over heels in love with a man who defied the ideas of perfect. With a shared lover between them that was more goddess than what seemed possible. This was perfection. Happiness. But she also began to question how she ended up in this exact position- naked on the school bathroom couch, unable to touch herself as the air kissed her skin. She'd honestly forgotten what this started as. She didn't care about cumming or how much her erogenous zones ached for attention. She only cared about being in love. "I'm too lucky… I thought I was getting sexed up… and instead, I am smiling so hard and my heart is beating so fast I can't even think clearly."

-Then you need to expand your definition of sex because we have been having it for a while. Sex is more than just a few inches of penetration, angel. More than just dripping, delicious bodily fluids… It's a mental thing. An emotional and spiritual dance. Make the mind and heart dance and the body will follow without question.

"How do you just do that?" the sweet, lovestruck teen laughed. "You know all the right words and these deep thoughts and I can't even string a sentence together half the time. Especially when I want you here so bad. Saying all those words… touching me… tasting me… making love to me…"

-You want more, angel? I did promise you a few releases, and with all this buildup, I can only imagine how explosive they will be now… I wonder if that couch is scotch guarded…

"You have to stop…" Tori giggled again, her legs twitching as the all too familiar tickle in her core started back up. "I can't take the teasing… if you get me going like you did before you left me that voice message… I don't think I can stop myself from just giving in to being all those dirty names you call me."

-Then let's play and see what's laying underneath that sweet little girl demeanor again. Close your eyes, and turn off your mind. I'm right there with you… standing over you, my fingertips barely missing the hairs of your arms… my hot breath on your neck and hard peaks. Feel it take over your body… your senses… your soul.

"Oh shitt… Talk to me…" her plump lips were washed over as her nimble tongue danced over them, staring into the phone's camera as she caresses her flawless, near glistening form.. "I need to hear you… talk to me… I know you're not really here… but please… I'll do anything… just say the words and your voice will bring me to my knees… The really dirty stuff… if I can't have you yet, I want you to fuck me with your voice. Don't hold back…"

-I wish I could talk freely, Tori, but I can't right now… Don't discount me though… we made it this far. Trust in me… trust in my guidance. Let me show you all the things you don't know you want… the things you can discover on your own body… Let Me give you what you need, angel…

Tori didn't have to say a word as she stared into the camera, choosing to simply nod with the slightest of pouts. She supposed she didn't have to have him speaking as she could hear him in every word. Both as himself, and as that Beastly animal he always kept inside.

-Don't think I haven't noticed that you haven't touched yourself at all through all of that. I know how good that flawless caramel skin feels so I know it wasn't easy, but you did a good job.

"Thank you, sir…" she teased at the blank screen and she knew she could feel him grinning back at her, maybe running his fingers along her body on his screen. The fantasies began to rush about how it would be if she really was something that could fit in his hand like a phone. Like a nymphomaniac Tinkerbell he could do unspeakable things to... which made her aching even more intense.

-Eyes closed unless you are reading my words… Now allow your hands to begin roaming your body. Just let them explore and go where your soul takes them. If I was there, I know where I'd go first… probably starting with your soft firm breasts and oh so hard nipples, twisting and pinching those pretty little peaks between your fingers, which sends waves of pleasure through your body and down to your pussy.

"Freddie…" she moaned out as her hands followed his plan without even trying, starting at her stomach and working her way up to cup her luscious B cups, and again she cursed her small size for being unable to orally treat them herself. But being able to suck them or not, her hands felt too damn good. Her body had gotten so cooled and her hands so tender, just waiting for his words, that this didn't feel like any late night touching session she'd ever had. This really was like a whole new exploration of her metamorphosis from sweet virginal angel to sex starved kitten to the future bride of her dominating partner. "Everything tingles… so much… please… please… tell me you're here… tell me you're hiding in one of the stalls and will jump out and mount me…"

-Not today… but relax. Once you get comfortable and feel that openness once more, just put one hand on autopilot for your chest. While that hand continues to massage your nipples, the other has another place it needs to go, doesn't it? Somewhere hot, and wet, and oh so desperate for attention…

"Unggh…" Tori moaned, letting her right hand stay put and her left to move downward, pressing the digits into her tanned stomach, honestly fearful of how much of a hair trigger she'd have developed by this point. "M-m-my pussy… it's… dripping wet… untouched… so empty… so fucking hot…"

-And we can't have that, can we… You better get that hand down there… try not to burn yourself…

"If I do…" Tori moaned as her hand gripped her tit tightly and her other hand just palmed over her mound, "can you… will you give me… some of that special cream? All over my hands… and face… and body… and deep… deep inside too, baby… and I could burn my tongue at any time…"

-Just show me where you need it when I see you again… I'll cover you… no matter how many loads it takes… but for now… just touch that pussy and let that nasty ache of yours disappear…

"Oh fuuuuccckkk…" the Latina 'good girl' cried out as her soft and delicate fingers rubbed along her outer labia and along the dripping slit. It hurt in the best kind of way, and while she couldn't see too well as to the angle, she hoped he could see it too- how absolutely drenched he made her, and how her whole body shook and shivered with each touch. Her hand worked up a rhythm outside, clockwise, like she was spinning a record. She couldn't stop mewing and moaning with each and every movement as her legs splayed wider. "Unnghh… unggh… ohhmygodd…"

-Good girl… I know you like that… but you deserve more… Now, start rubbing around that swollen little clit of yours. Around… but don't touch it.

"Nooo…" she whimpered, her back drawing up as she felt an aching tension zero in on her button. She rubbed her thumb around it, as her fingers and palm slid over and over her entrance, neither quite ready to dip inside until he was ready. The pinkish red button cried for attention, swelling and pulsing, and Tori had to wonder if this was what it was like when Freddie was at his hardest. "Please Freddie… let me… let me just slide my slutty little fingers over it… just a touch… only a second… I… please…"

-It looks so suckable, doesn't it? That big red flesh nub… If I was there, I'd treat that like my little Tori Vega Jolly Rancher, sucking and licking while my fingers started exploring… how far do you think these thick long fingers could go before you became a puddle on the floor. A couple inches? An inch? Half?

"Just touch me…" Tori clenched her eyes tightly, bucking at the empty air, shivering just as much in pleasure as pain. "You just touch me… I'll cum for you… I'll never stop… just one finger against my pussy… just the tip…"

-It's not my fingers you want though is it?

"Ungh uhhh…" she shook her head violently, her eyes wide open, looking more desperate than ever. "No sir…"

-Then say what it is you do want, angel? Speak up. You want something more than my fingertips. Say it nice and loud…

"Your cock!" she cried out, and for the first time since she entered the bathroom, she wasn't even concerned about who could hear. It didn't matter. Her master wanted her to project her desire and she wouldn't defy him. "I want your big fucking cock, baby… Ungghh… I want it to push inside and take its place… fuck…. to stretch my tiny little fuckhole out… drill me… just fuck me… over and over… I need it so bad…"

-I can see that, angel… you've got so much lust and desire in that that tight little body of yours, you are splitting at the seams. Even when it's just your fantasy, you can't help but buck your hips, readying yourself for my entry… do you feel my hands on those thighs now… gripping them tight as I push inside?

"Uh huh…" she nodded, eyes batting, breath trapped in her throat as she could truly feel the memories of the way he entered her… the way he fulfilled her. "Don't leave me hanging… please… let me touch myself… I'm so horny… I can't think of anything but you… and the way you'll take me…"

-Taste yourself. Take your fingers away from your cunt and press them to your lips. Take the phone and bring it close. Show me how you clean each digit.

Tori didn't even speak as her hand shot to her lips like lightning and she coated her lips with her dew. She stared at where his eyes should have been and sucked each finger slowly once more, tasting her arousal, which tasted somehow better than ever. The Freddie effect strikes again, she thought to herself as her back arched up, wondering how her show was affecting her lover.

-Good girl… I want Jade to taste you with a kiss. She deserves a treat. Bring your legs up toward yourself so you can lift your hips off the couch. If that door opens, I want your glistening little pussy to be the first thing they see.

"Yessss…" the Latina bit her lip and nodded as she readjusted, and raised herself up, offering her abdomen to some unseen force standing by the door. Her mind raced to what it would be like if Jade was the one who came in. Would she chastise her? Would she drop to her knees and feast? She could feel the new angle causing the juices to run and the usually respectable teen felt small drips across her rosebud.

-I like this angle more… don't you. Use one hand to hold the camera up… keep your arm straight. And the other… spread those pretty pink lips apart… show me where you want that cock belongs…

Tori didn't even take a moment to think, as she aimed it toward her aching slit and rubbed her sweet hole for a few moments before stretching the elastic parts a bit to give Freddie was he asked for. She never saw her sex as cute in any way, but the idea that he and Jade went crazy for her intimate hole made her feel more proud and more willing to show off for her lovers.

-Fucking gorgeous little thing. I can't wait until I can just lick it inside and out… and then slip inside… Go ahead my slutty little girl… let those fingers dive in. As wet as you are, one finger should easily slide in like nothing.

"Ohmygoddd…" she cried as her middle finger did as he requested, pushing inside her narrow, but overwhelmingly slick, slit. It was twice the size of the pen, and that was the only thing to be inside her for a couple days now. It felt incredible just keeping it there. She could feel her muscles hug the digit, desperate for anything and everything could strike the nerve endings.

-Sounds like that was just what you needed, angel. I love watching how it easily slid inside you, and hearing that nervous moaning you do… it got me so fucking hard… I can feel it all in your voice-pleasure, pain, wanting… no… needing more. Go ahead, baby… slide a second finger in and start finger fucking yourself.

"Ohh ungnhhh… Frrrreddddieeee…" the aspiring pop star nearly sang as her ring finger joined in, truly starting to feel how tight she was now with the new addition. She was careful at first as the digits pumped in and out, not going past the second knuckle, but then they began to curve on their own, and it was like being struck by lightning over and over. Her breathing began to shorten once more and, and she just stared at her blank screen, wanting him to feel everything she was feeling. He would be much thicker, but this felt just right for now. "Fffffuck, Freddie… I'm… I'm close…"

-Patience… you will earn this orgasm. While your fingers are going in and out of your sopping wet pussy (which I can hear), I want you to take your thumb and press it tightly against your clit. But don't move it…

"Unnnghheee…" she whimpered, keeping up her rhythm, but trying to keep her thumb as still as possible. Moving it at all could make Freddie put a stop to everything and she couldn't survive that at this point.

So she waited. And waited. And waited. And then waited some more.

"Pl…please…" the sweet young woman cried, biting her lip. Had it been a minute since his message? An hour? Was school even in session still? Her hand kept going, fucking herself over and over, getting almost all of her two fingers inside but her thumb was motionless, pressing her nub down. It was starting to get sore, and her swollen button needed some movement as well but neither was allowed to by her sheer force of will.

-Sorry, angel. I had to go eat some lunch… did I not tell you that you could rub your clit? Oh you poor thing… that must have been torture.

"Aiiighhh…" Tori's eyes went wide in absolute anger and sadness, but she never let the rest of her face show it. Freddie was testing her. He had to be. He would never forget her and leave her like this. "Please… I can't last much longer… can I rub it?"

-Because you asked nicely, angel… you may begin rubbing your clit. But I want another finger inside… Let that index finger inside… and I want you to speed up. Polish that pretty little button as you fuck yourself harder and faster.

"Oh shitttt, oh shit, oh shit, oh shitttttttt…" the brunette was now bouncing her body against her fingers as she strummed the swollen nerve center like it was a guitar, her supple and perky tits bouncing up and down as the third finger stretched her wider with each thrust. It was the most intense she'd ever masturbated, if that was what this could even be called.

-More. Harder. Faster.

"Aiiighhh…" Tori cried, as her emotions were flashing back of how he talked to her in person, how he took her virginity in the sweetest way imaginable, to the way he mounted her on the walls, to how his cock tasted as she paid back all the times he made a meal of her. The dreams. The sex. The domination via text. The mindblowing orgasms he caused. Freddie. Cum. Sex. Cock. Suck. Cum. Freddie. Cock. Fucking. Fucking. Cum. Suck. Freddie. Cock. Cum. Cum.

-You can feel the orgasm mounting, can't you? I bet you can't even think straight now. Your level of arousal can't go any higher and you need to release. You feel it from deeper than ever, I bet… I want to see it… your face… your body… your pussy… I can see how it's gripping those fingers for dear life. My sweet little angel pussy tightening around your fingers as you begin to hit that high point.

Tori was barely making noises as she contorted her face, praying he would take it all away. That he would bless her with the release that she'd been denied for what felt like her whole life. And she was so far gone, she almost missed that she was getting a call. She absent mindedly answered, but didn't say a word as the powerful voice on the other end had but one word to say before he hung up.

"Cum."

"FFFFFUUCCCCKKKKKKK!" Tori shouted out as it felt like every bone in her body snapped at once, cracking her into a pile of broken body parts, but she'd never felt better. It was explosive and unlike any orgasm she'd ever imagined. She didn't just cum, she literally exploded inside, squirting out like a fire hydrant broke inside her. Her hands were on autopilot, one refusing to stop filming while the other continued rubbing her swollen and now flooding sex, causing more and more of the nectar to spill out onto the couch, dripping to the floor. Her mind was launched into the stratosphere and she could swear the face of God- who suspiciously looked like a former web show cameraman she knew- his hands outstretched to take her, but their fingers missing by a hair. And after she felt that every drop of moisture had been shot and dribbled out from her, she collapsed on the couch, barely able to breathe. "Holy… fucking… shit…"

-That was a nice orgasm, angel… but it's only the beginning of your pleasure. Unless you are done…

"No…" she stared, lip quivering as she stared at the words on the screen, looking deeper and into the camera as she huffed out. "I will never have enough…"

-I thought as much. I think you've been on your back enough now, Tori… roll over onto your stomach and stick your ass up in the air like you are ready to take it from behind. Place the phone right in front of your face so you can read, but so I can also see that delicious peach sticking up…

"Yes, sir…" Tori whispered, without the slightest tease in her voice, showing that this wasn't just a game role for her anymore. He had just made her have near asthma attack, in utter control of her body with a handful of words. He was her Master. In this world and the next. No matter if he called himself or viewed himself as that or not. The Latina flipped herself over, letting her head and hands rest against the bottom part of the arm of the couch, on her knees, in a downward dog position so that her most private of areas was once again on display for whoever came through the door. She set the camera up on the arm for the best possible view, shaking her butt a bit. "Like this baby? Is this how you want me… I'm still dripping… thinking of how you fucked me after the dance at Jade's house… pushing my face into her couch… I was just like this…"

-One of the greatest nights of my life. I still think of the way you screamed my name… screamed for more. Even when I pressed your face down into the cushion, using your body, smacking against that perfect fucking ass… you were fucking amazing. The next time I tell you to assume the position… this is what I want. Head down, ass up, glistening slit ready to be ravaged.

"Unghh… yesssss… Freddie…" she moaned out, the fabric nerfing her volume, but still more than enough that he could hear. "That's how I like it too… makes me feel so fucking naughty…"

-If you're going to be bad… I think we need to do something about that. I can't have my angel acting like a desperate fucking whore, can I?

"Mmmhmm… only for you, baby…" Tori giggled like a schoolgirl but that animal was clearly hiding behind her voice. "I want it so goddamn bad. I want to get fucked until I can't see straight… I want to shove that cock so deep inside me, I feel it in my throat… and you know how much I love having that thing shoved down my throat… After making me cum like that... I'm gonna be touching myself all day…"

-What a naughty little thing… ignoring your schooling because you are such a dirty slut… who can't help herself but constantly be touching herself…

"Oh yeah?" the aspiring singer cooed, smiling into the camera as she shook her ass a bit. "Do I need a little punishment?"

-Yes.

Such a shot answer wasn't like him, and for a few seconds, Tori wondered if she'd said something wrong, pushing this into some other direction than he wanted, and as the time passed, her fears grew and grew until finally his face appeared on the screen and she almost screamed out in joy.

"I can't talk for long, Tori… but I couldn't just sit by and watch you like this. Shaking that hot little ass up in the air while you tell me how bad you are… just needed to make sure you understood some things…"

"Mmm… help me understand, baby… Teach me ev-"

"Shut your cock holster of a mouth right now…" he whispered without a shred of anger but there was an unquestionable authority in his voice that removed Tori's smile and demanded her obedience. "You are a good girl and I expect you to act like it. Not some dirty fucking whore that cares only about when she's getting fucked and jizzed on and in again. Do you understand?"

"Yes… sir…" her breath caught in her throat as she stared into his fiery eyes and she felt genuine fear he might come through the screen and grab her. "I'm sorry…"

"Damn right you are…" he growled, covering her whole body, now shivering with shame, with his eyes. "I want you to take your hand… the one that is soaked in your cum… and I want you to reach back, and I want you to feel your perfectly curved ass cheek... rub and stroke it, angel… I want you to feel that flawless flesh."

Tori didn't speak as she stared at him, her arm moving on autopilot to bring her hand back, she felt of herself and just imagined how it would feel to have his strong hands in this position.

"Now raise the hand up… and bring it down."

Smack.

"Mmhmmm…" Tori moaned in her mouth at the punishing action. Spanking herself felt so much better than she imagined.

"Harder."

Smack!

"Ungh…" she thought to herself. That stung a little.

"Harder!" he growled, keeping his eyes locked on hers. "I need to know the next time you can't control yourself, you will give it all to me."

Smack!

"Aiiighh…" the sweet girl cried, looking back at her own handiwork as her tanned cheek was reddening up. It hurt.

"You should feel this tomorrow," the Seattle native intensely whispered. "A reminder… now keep going… harder still."

SMACK

"Now that's a good girl…"

Tori watched her flesh jiggle as it stung, her ass now burning a little with the force of her hit, but even though it was painful, seeing the way he approved of this strength… it touched her. The throbbing didn't matter. It felt like how she deserved.

"Don't stop, Tori… we aren't close to done yet…"

SMACK

"Unnnghh…" she moaned out, wincing on contact, wishing she could really scream out.

"Switch hands if you need to… I can see your caramel skin is getting pinker and pinker…" he almost smirked as he watched the playful pain dance along her eyes. "But the other cheek is going to have a lot of catching up to do… Five times. As hard as that one. No resting between."

"Of course…" she said without even realizing it. The tanned beauty shifted and prepared her other hand, massaging her cheek for what was to come, making sure that she hit it exactly right.

SMACK

"Aiigihh… ungh…"

SMACK

"Shit!"

SMACK

"Goddd… ungh…"

SMACK

"Oh fffucckk… meeee…"

SMACK

"One more, angel…" he whispered, and it was strange how someone so domineering and aggressive could soothe her with his words. His tone was like medicine and it made the pain cease a little. "This time… hard as you can. Take all the shame you feel for being such a dirty little slut, and I want you to put it in your hand… all that force."

SMACK!

The sound echoed through the bathroom this time, and if Tori was capable of making noises, she'd have screamed. The aftershocks made her supple flesh jiggle and a sizzling feeling remained on her ass. How she would seat for the rest of the day, she was unsure. What came as an even bigger shock was what came spilling from her lips moments later.

"Thank you…"

"You're welcome, Angel…" he reassured her, and again, she could feel Freddie's voice caressing her aching cheeks. "I needed you to feel that. To see that when the shame comes in contact with you… that it doesn't matter. You have nothing to be ashamed of. And no matter what your pain might be… I will take it from you. I will possess all of your doubts and fears the moment you step into my embrace. That will never change."

"You are my god…" she moaned, looking into his sweet and kind brown eyes. It hardly hurt anymore now. Just a little heated, and Freddie had a habit of making her feel like she was melting pretty much constantly so it didn't seem so bad. "I love you so fucking much. I love being your good girl."

"And I love you…" he smiled, but there was a clear sadness. "I have to get back to class, but we aren't done. Until I get back, I want you to just rub your ass for me. Gentle, circular movements until the pain stops. I can't have you hurting for what I have next."

Tori simply nodded as the screen went black again and she took a deep breath. Pressing her face into the seat, she reached back with both hands and took a cheek and each and began to massage them, gripping and moving in a circle, letting the flesh relax. The move soon turned into pulling apart and pushing back together to get a new feeling from the exposure. Experiencing a new angle of cold air on her sex and her rosebud caused her to shiver and she was thrust back into the way she was feeling earlier- desperate and horny.

-Seeing you up like that makes me so hungry… I just want to grab those cheeks and shove my face into it. Just devour that pussy… sucking and licking and just inhaling that sweet little flower… and then moving upward… pushing my tongue into that asshole… getting a taste of the forbidden…

For a split second, Tori thought back to what Jade described with Freddie and her backdoor. The way he treated her so gently, and the way she was working up to letting him fuck her ass. It made the aspiring pop star envious because she wanted that too… even thought it might kill her. No part of her body, she believed, should be off limits to his mouth, his hands, or his cock.

"My body is yours, Freddie…" she whispered, letting her finger trace over the puckered hole as well as her aching sex. "Every inch. Always has been. Always will be."

-I do not deserve such a gift… but I will not let it go to waste. Go ahead and reach a hand back, Angel… let it gently rub over your engorged clit before sticking those three fingers back inside you.

"Unnghhmmmm…" Tori moaned out, her body shaking as her fingers moved back inside and she began to ride them, searching for the same kind of rhythm that she found earlier when the universe exploded inside of her. Her thumb touched her clit and she was shocked at how sensitive it was still; possibly even moreso than last time. "Unnghh… god… so good…"

-That's it… feel it… let your mind wander. Imagine I am behind you, grabbing hold of those hips, fucking you hard and deep with each stroke of your fingers.

"There's…" she managed, fighting for breath, "a big… difference… between you… and my fingers…"

-Then focus on this. IMAGE ATTACHMENT.

Tori had no idea what to expect when she opened his message but her eyes bugged out and her mouth watered and if her pussy was already dripping before, she would have had a real problem.

"Oh my god…"

It was his dick. His cock. Fully erect. So long. So thick. Veins popping. With that swollen purple head and just a glimmer of his pre-cum.

-That is your fault. That's what I've been dealing with since you started messaging me. Since I met you, honestly. You are so fucking hot, and delicious, and the perfect plaything when you want to be bad… so I got a little bad too.

It was the missing puzzle piece for Tori. Now seeing it, inches from her face, and knowing that she had done that to him… that if he was there, he really would be ravaging her and giving her every single bit of it. The images grew more and more powerful as the memories of the feelings enhanced. Her hands were on autopilot, one holding the phone and staring at it, tasting it on her tongue still, while the other hand rapidly pounded her sex, going in and out and in and out and in and out while rubbing her clit like a madwoman.

-That make you proud? Does it make you happy that I'm going to have to jerk off because of you… that I have to spill my load in a bathroom with some toilet paper rather than giving it to you? This load you're going to drag from me will be the same way as yours… wasted because it belongs to my angel.

"Uh huh… and mine belongs to you." she grinned, eyes rolling back as she bucked harder and harder against her hand. "You gonna… tell me when… I can finish? I wish… I could cum… all over your… big… fat… cock, baby… I wish I could feel that… oozy delicious stuff of yours… pouring out of my slit… feeling it slide down my throat… and in my belly… getting burned by those hot ropes that cover my skin so completely."

Tori waited for a reply. And once again, she was left hanging, fucking herself and keeping her release just on the edge. Thinking straight was getting harder, but he was worth it. His permission would make it even more incredible. She just had to keep at it and be patient. He'd tell her when.

It took a few minutes, but finally, the phone buzzed once more and she was elated.

IMAGE ATTACHMENT

It was like Christmas for her, and when she opened the file, her vision went white. The barriers crumpled and she had her second release of the day. She did her best not to look away or clench her eyes but the more she saw, the harder she stroked, causing yet another stream to fire out of her, dribbling over the essentially ruined couch.

The picture was of the top edge of his member, looking even more swollen, a white dollop on his little eye, but the centerpiece was the stall door, Painted with several thick white streams. So fresh that they'd hardly begun to run. She'd done for him what he'd done for her twice now. It was so much. It probably could have done all three of her fantasies justice.

"I want it…" she muttered and began licking at the phone, knowing he could see her, the desperation in her eyes for her gift. Tori Vega didn't care that it was in a public boy's bathroom. That milky white treat belonged in her mouth… injected into her body… covering her skin like his personal art project. She was envious of a door. "Promise me… promise me you'll… you'll cum… just like that… when I'm with you. Your balls… must have been so heavy… so full… Promise me you'll let me take care of you…"

-There may be some competition for who I share my release with… but I can guarantee that the first one I have when I get to LA again is going to be yours, Tori Vega.

"Tori Vega Benson-West. I don't care if you don't want to take my name away… I want yours. And Jade's."

-We'll see… I just know I won't even try and control myself when I see you… We're going to fuck so passionately and rough, but soft at the same time… being more intimate than ever as I drill you and make you mine. Looking in your eyes. Feeling how wet you are. Hearing you say and scream my name. My hand wrapped around your throat and waist. Just telling you… just letting you remind me… that you're mine. And once I'm spent… I'm gonna go down on you… and make you cum so hard… twice, at least… then I'm going to fuck you some more… rinse and repeat… anything you want, Angel…

"I swear I might cum again just thinking about it…"

-How many orgasms did I say you could have today angel?

"Four. But I've been a good girl, haven't I? Can I have five? Please... Sir?" Tori pouted, biting her lip as she stared into the phone. Her hand still rubbing her aching sex just to keep it sated for the moment, until Freddie was ready for her to perform once again. "You made me just explode twice in a row, but after seeing how I affected you… I want more. I need it, baby…"

-Oh my sweet slutty little thing… so happy and so eager. Flip yourself over and don't hold back. Lick those slutty little dripping fingers and taste that sweet, sweet cum. Spread those incredible legs wide and touch whatever needs to be touched, however it needs it, and finger yourself however will get that pussy to flow again.

"Thank you!" she was on the verge of clapping as she smiled from ear to ear and flipped over. Once again, she got into a position where one hand held the camera to show off, and the other worked over her clit and sex. But there was a clear difference. Last time, she was following orders. Now she was putting on a show. "Is this what you want to see, Freddie?"

The Latina teen ground her hips against her hand as her tongue traced her lips, trying to be as sultry as possible with her eyes fluttering. Her hand moved to her mouth as she sucked her fingers clean once more, moaning around the digits and sucking each one like she would eventually be worshipping his appendage. She showed him her sweat covered body, from head to toe, proudly showing off for him his handiwork. Her nimble fingers danced over her hardened peaks and tweaked them, grimacing at the pain, but still making it clear she was a big fan of the feeling.

"I want my body… to be a perfect fucking tool for you, Freddie Benson…" she smirked fiendishly, letting her tongue just barely escape between the teeth. "So I am ready… mentally, emotionally, physically… to be yours. To be exactly what you need when you need it. I want to keep my tits nice and soft and perky… with these hard, suckable little chocolate nipples perfect for snacking on."

-I do get so hungry for little mocha angel…

"And when you're really hungry, baby…" her fingers slid further down and began to massage her swollen pink lips, stretching them out every few seconds as she traced a finger inside. "My pussy is so hot and soooo fucking wet… all the time… I want to make sure you never go thirsty… and I never can stop cumming with you… so you really won't have to worry… keep me hydrated, and I'll make sure I feed my strong, powerful god my body, day in and day out…"

-Your goddess is going to get parched too, I think…

"Oh, she won't have to worry…" the sweet seductress grinned, stroking her engorged clit with her thumb. "My well won't be going dry and my body is all for the nourishment of you both. Especially when I'm shooting out like a geyser like you made me do."

My own little fountain of Tori… pretty tempting… But I don't need a show darling. I need to see you move. Pretend I'm not even there. Go wild. Let those legs shake and quake. Let me see how Tori Vega masturbates when she really wants it. Cum quickly and I'll make sure you get that 5th I promised.

"Yes, sir…" she winked, but then cleared her mind to try and remove him from the equation. No instructions. Just touching and fingering and grinding. Just like she would do at home.

So why was this so hard?

She had his permission. There was no question she was horny enough. She had enough sex driven blood flowing inside her for two people honestly. She ached and she wanted to have another release so fucking bad. One finger, two fingers, three fingers, and a thumb on her button, and even riding her own hand, she just couldn't make herself go over that edge. She even pulled back up a bit so she could rub a juice coated finger over her ass, but besides a really nice momentary spike, there was nothing.

"I… can't…" she whispered, looking into the camera once more. "I'm just having trouble… I just keep thinking about you and what you'd like to see and what you want…"

-Stop thinking so much. Just relax. Maybe you just need a little help… it has been a while since you came on your own. Some instructions might make it better.

"You really are amazing…" she just smiled, her cheeks flushed as she waited for the instructions, which the very thought of made her heart jump. Maybe this really was a surefire sign of her overwhelming submission.

-Rub your pussy for 15 seconds, but make sure you get one finger extremely wet. Once you feel ready, push that special finger into your asshole. Probably best to take it slow, but just push it in and tease it a little, then I want you to suck the finger clean, then get back to rubbing yourself. Hard and fast, diddling that red button like a speedbag until you soak the couch again.

Like a key entering a lock, something shifted deep inside her and everything in Tori Vega's world became so much simpler. She followed his instructions to the letter, even counting off the seconds that she would rub herself, finding that missing spark immediately when her finger entered. And as soon as she pulled it out, seeing it shimmer with the dripping girl cum she had buried inside, she did as her lover requested and pressed the digit to her ass.

"Unnghooooohhhh…" she moaned out as it easily slipped past the clenching ring, moving right to the second knuckle. Her eyes rolled back a bit, and she subconsciously began to wiggle it inside herself. It was something new and different and eventually her finger was buried completely inside, being squeezed tight. It was invasive and yet so welcome as she wished it was Freddie doing all of it. The math made her eyes cross- if one of his fingers was two of hers… and about 4 of her fingers were roughly the thickness of his member, and half his length, so that would be 8… plus it wouldn't bend… "Ohhhmmygodd…"

It was finally coming… the next big bang, and she still had more to do for him. Her finger was pulled out swiftly, but carefully, and she brought it to her face. No bad smell, and nothing that would instantly ruin this, but she pressed it to her lips and found the taste a little bitter, and not as good as her normal shimmering flavor, but it wasn't the worst thing she'd ever had by far.

-Such a dirty girl… going straight from your plump, oh so tight, little ass to that mouth of yours… so fucking hot…

"It's all for you, baby…" she moaned out between licks and sucks of her finger, wanting to hurry and get back to her pussy. Her hand moved down, and it was like she had finally found the missing puzzle piece. The aspiring pop star had found her rhythm, working over her aching slit and button like a woman possessed, shoving her fingers with a twist to hit that sweet spot. "Ohhhh shitttt… uunnnghhhh… Oh Goddd…"

-Almost there, angel… I see the way your body is moving… pulsing… the way that tiny little pussy is squeezing those fingers… just let go… and don't stop once you cross that line. I want to see that torrent of deliciousness explode from you. Make such a scene that they'll have to replace this couch.

"FFFFUUUUUUCCCKKKKKK MEEEEEEEE!" the usually virtuous young woman cried out, pinching her eyes tightly as her body shook, and her sex poured. It wasn't quite the geyser or flood as the last ones but it was more than anything she'd had before today. Squirting and dribbling down, her face was now frozen in a silent scream, still rapidly masturbating as he had told her to. The gush may not have been as intense, but it was continuing on a bit longer, prolonging the orgasm to near excruciating levels. "Ohmygod, ohmygod, Oh. My. Fucking. GODDDDD…."

-That's enough… I want you able to walk still. Barely, I'm sure, but I promised more, and I don't think, even after three of those, you are quite done. If I had to guess, you've only got one more in there before you are nothing more than a stain on that couch. Not sure 5 was ever an option for you, angel.

"It was… is… I'll… I can… I can…" Tori whispered, licking her lips as her eyes fluttered, clearly fighting back any weakness, but on the ropes. "I want… everything… you can give me…"

-And I will spend the rest of my life doing just that… but we don't have to do it all today. I need you physically capable, I need you still able to think… I need my wife to accept her awards, showing her brilliance, before I take her home, rip that million dollar dress off, and reduce her to something just short of mush.

"I love it when you call me yours…" she smiled, tucking her unkempt hair behind her ear, her eyes beginning to shimmer with the hint of tears. "That you believe in me… every time you make love to me… say all this dirty stuff… you unleash these… things… within me. I always think that's the greatest feeling that has ever existed… and then you say stuff like that… and I'm proven wrong… again and again… it's incredible…I love you… and I don't want to be right honestly."

-I never want to stop proving you wrong, Tori Vega… but we are almost out of time, and I want you to hit that magic number four. I've seen how well you work on your back… and how much you love getting those precious rocks off in the doggy position… let's try you standing. Maybe make it a partner exercise…

"Partner?!" Tori went wide eyed as she stared at the screen. There was a part of her that had truly forgotten that this was a school and that other people were around. The fears and doubts hit her like a wave, and how in the world could she save her reputation if someone… anyone… saw her like this. "I can't do that, Freddie…"

-No isn't really something you should say to me if you want your prize… I ask that you trust me. Do you or don't you?

"Of course I do…" she paused, looking down and then all around her. "I'm just scared. That's all. Can you promise me no one else will know about this besides that person? I honestly hope it's a stranger rather than someone I know…"

-I have a feeling, this person will be pretty familiar, but I am not sure what you will think of them. Stand up. But don't adjust or move anything on your body. I need you on display…

"Please don't do this…" she muttered, her body on autopilot, eager not to disappoint. "I know you say I'm beautiful, but I'm just not ready for this to be seen by anyway outside of the bedroom, you know?"

-Turn to your left and take five steps forward.

"Ok…" the fearful young woman whined as she did as she was told, holding her phone tightly as she moved up toward the sinks. It wasn't until she arrived at the sink basin, that she got a whiff of exactly what he was doing. Her partner was staring right back at her. Standing in the mirror. "Wow…"

Tori had seen herself after a great sex romp a few times but the person facing her now was like something out of a sleazy porn site. Her hair was all over the place, and matted in places where her head or hands had come in contact with some of her fluids and stuck. Her eye makeup was running. Her lipstick was worn and any type of cover her makeup had done for her face was washed away with the heavy sweat. Her skin was flushed, and there was a hand shape mark on her chest, clearly from when she was gripping so hard it actually hurt. Her body glistened, none so much as her sex though. Puffy, pink, and looking like it could never be anything but moist, even she found herself wondering how it would feel to dive her face into it. A slight spin revealed her shapely ass, which was still a bit red from her 'punishment' but looked plumper than ever.

-Bend down… on your elbows… and look into the mirror.

For a few moments, her fears reignited that this wasn't just an introspective lesson but that he really was going to invite someone in to 'share' her. The idea made her feel dirty, but being the plaything of her loving master… or her master lover… made her beam with exuberance.

-Now look into the fucking mirror, my little slutty angel. Look at the product of how we've spent our time today… I'm using you without even being in the room… Warming those holes up via satellite with your fingers before I finally fuck your body in. It's been too long since I was inside you… but just look at you. Look how much the girl in the mirror fucking loves getting used like this. Over just a few words. You're dripping. Your body is shaking. Now just imagine what's going to happen when I get back to you… when it's not your fingers or Jade's toys down there… when it's me… me and my warm… thick… cock… fucking you like this. Right behind you… spanking your ass like the dirty little whore you see staring back at you deserves. Thrusting, and gripping your shoulders and hair and growling…reminding you your place… your owner… pounding this tiny little cunt so hard you really won't walk straight… battering that cervix with what could fire inside at any moment… When the only thought your brain will have to think is where I'm gonna be coming. Or rather… where I'm going to be exploding first… second… third… fourth…

"Oh goddd…" she cried, watching as her hand almost unconsciously moved across her abdomen and over her stomach, then down to her snatch. For the first time, she wasn't focused on the camera now near as much as how she looked in the mirror. Staring into her own eyes as she played with herself, still on a high from the last, quite long, release. "Unngh… mmhmm…"

-That's right… watch yourself get off… make yourself cum by looking straight at what you truly are deep down. Understand that this is a girl no one else but a few people have ever… and will ever… see. This is my slutty little angel. My perfect little whore. This is who my darkest side is meant for. Freddie Benson and angelic Tori Vega are in love and are the light for each other. But the two people we are dealing with now… that's the Beast and… the Hellcat.

"Fuck…" she moaned out, staring at his words and herself, starting up her mountain once more, eager for more overwhelming pleasure. "I love it…"

-Show me… take that marker… the pen you were playing with earlier. Write your new name… right on your bare mound. I want Jade to see what you became while she was being a good student and attending classes. I want her to see, when she rips those fragile underwear down, what kind of animal she's going to be dealing with. The kind that goes wild to have her needs met… the type that will pounce cock on sight and devour a pussy the moment she smells it… the breed of creature that is relentless in her pursuit of pleasure.

"Oh godddd… yesssss… It feels so good…" the sweet girl muttered, as she rushed to the couch then back again with the marker. She honestly half-expected her reflection to be gone or different, but no… she was right there. Naked. Unafraid. Pressing the pen hard enough to make it write wasn't pleasant, but watching herself, clearly feeling pain, but continuing with the task, made the already submissive brunette desire the label even more.

-Don't stop giving it to that sweet little cunt… Now I wish I would have named you a Hellcunt… well, maybe one day when you get it tattooed, you'll think about that option…

"Unnghh…" The naughtiness of this label just increased tenfold, and since she hadn't finished the word just yet, it was really tempting to try his new idea, but she resisted. One hand trying to write, one hand strumming her sex like a guitar, and her eyes looking back and forth at the phone, the mirror, and her writing to make sure she nailed it. And did she ever...

The moment the 'T' was written, her job, and lithe body, were done. Seeing the nickname etched into her sex made her gasp as a strong, but arguably the weakest of the day, orgasm rushed over her, and she began to drip onto the cool tile floor, as her former writing hand began to pound on the sink for some relief, easing her tension.

-Good girl. Now clean yourself up and get dressed. I will not be delivering number five to you today… but if you are extra persuasive, I think I know of a certain goddess who might be willing to give that to you. And drink some water, angel. There are a lot of things that you can do that I find immeasurably sexy… getting dehydrated isn't one of them. Talk to you tonight, angel. I love you.

"I love you too…" she whispered out, her knees buckling still, and seeing that he had disconnected before she could form the words. The mirror image of herself just stared back, and for the first time in what felt like centuries since she left her classroom, she began returning to the real world. Freddie had this indescribable power over her and she reveled in the way he could control her body, but when he was gone, the smoky sexual haze was fading fast. She was just a girl, naked and sweaty, standing in a chilly bathroom in her high school.

It was so… wrong. Unnatural. And every virtuous and moral bone in her body felt like it was twisting with shame. She had come to the conclusion a while back that she would do anything and everything to make Jade and Freddie happy, and they seemed to share the feeling, but when she was alone, everything just felt wrong. Her life up to that point felt wrong compared to this, and vice versa. There was no question that they made her happier than she ever thought possible, and that they were 'right' for her.

But were they 'good' for her?

-One last thing… you are perfection, Tori. I know being so open like this is scary, but it makes you shine so bright, I believe you truly are a star. I can't wait until I can hold you again and soak in that light. You are My angel, forever and always. Jade is very lucky to have you.

"Ok… that settles it…" the brunette shrugged, looking past the judging look she could swear the mirror girl had for her. She reached for her purse for some wet naps to clean up, and start getting ready to go back to… whatever class she was supposed to be in now… it didn't seem that important… Jade could fill her in when they 'talked' before last period. And today… they had a lot to 'talk' about. "I'm exactly where I should be… with who I belong with…"

So she grabbed the pen, and started work on her body once more.

---

Hollywood Arts

2:37pm

-So that was new, Vega. Jade sat in her final class of the day, several feet away from Tori. It had always felt too close for months, and not it just wasn't close enough. Today was different though. It felt like just the right distance to keep an eye on her, but also gain some clarity of her own.

Tori had always been a bit more submissive when they would get together physically, taking the backseat while Jade led things, and then usually trying to copy and possibly one up the act. It was fun and it was playful, and it worked for their strange, but unquestionably magical, relationship. It wasn't the same kind of dom/sub thing the two shared with Freddie at times, but it was a sweet balance they found in one another as Jade could take the lead physically, and Tori could take the lead with her skills.

Today was different, and Jade still wasn't sure how she felt about it. The usual slight flirting at lunch never happened as Tori never showed up. She also missed almost all of their Sikowitz class together, which absolutely never happened. And when she did come in, she was a bit more brazen… like she was challenging Jade to stop her from revealing their relationship. The moment class was over and they could actually talk more freely, Tori had just jerked her into the janitor's closet and… she was like a starved animal.

It was truly pure luck that Vega didn't tear her clothes at all, jerking and pulling at things. Her black rocker tee was on the ground and her bra pulled down in a matter of seconds and Tori had latched onto her breast like a hungry newborn. It was better than good, as if she'd leveled up in some way, kneading the other breast as she went. And right when she was going to pass into soreness, it was as if she just knew, and would switch up, moaning and sucking while her body ground so hard against her own. Given how much denim friction went down in the closet, it was a surprise a fire hadn't started.

Anyone who had ever met Vega knew she was a talker, which was thankfully the only thing she and Trina shared in common, but this girl who attacked her body was silent. Growls, moans, and giggles were the only things that escaped her lips. Jade had whispered for her to slow down or to talk, but Tori just shook her head and whispered very short responses- 'I can't' 'Busy' etc.

When she finally told the brunette to stop, Tori simply switched her attention over. Jade was off balance enough with the change in her lover's attitude but she was thrown even further when Tori spun her around and went to work on her jeans.

She really was like an animal, grabbing and gripping the fabric, desperate to find the button and drop the black denim. Jade started several times to turn around and talk to her but Tori was on some kind of holy mission and pressed on the small of her back to keep her in the position. When the jeans finally gave way, she jerked them and the tang cut panties down her legs, so everything bunched at the knees.

Tori wasted no time grabbing the pale cheeks and pulling them apart to press her face into the supple rear. Jade legitimately worried that Tori was suffering from the skipped lunch from the way her mouth was working, driving her tongue up and down her crack and over the jeweled plug Jade had every intention of removing before this moment but obviously was a little busy.

The brunette licked around it, then down to the pink dew coated lips. If she was capable of hearing Jade's words after this, she never showed any signs of it, but then again, Jade didn't really have the faculties to form too many words once Vega's long pink tongue began licking inside and out of her sex, moaning and breathing as she devoured her lover.

The truth was that Jade had lost track of time on that one, feeling lost in the act of being opened and eaten by someone she was so in love with, and the idea that Tori was taking charge and dominating her made this a thousand times hotter. Fantasies would definitely be flaring up based off this experience and Jade could do little more than reach back and cup the sweet girl's head as she pushed her tasting organ deep inside and wiggled it around.

And if that was all there was, Jade could have let it go as just a really hot moment between them, but then something wholly unexpected happened that she wasn't entirely sure was real life for nearly a minute.

Jade remembered saying that she was getting close and for Tori not to stop, but she did. She pulled her face back and replaced it with her right hand, petting her near dripping sex and teasing it with her fingers. Her other hand, however, moved up to grip the edge of the experimental training tool and slowly pulled it out causing Jade's eyes to bug out and a low moan to escape her lips. And just when she began to relax from the relief, she was brought to a near scream.

The plug had been replaced with that devious little tongue, pushing inside her asshole and licking all around the slowly shrinking hole as she moaned. Jade gripped onto anything and everything she could to keep from being thrown across the room or up into space with the incredible feeling.

Combined with the hand that was teasing and taunting her entrance and clit, this new feeling sent Jade on a rocket all the way to an extreme ending, and the dark haired mean girl had little choice but to lean her face down and bite down on her raised bra so that she wouldn't truly scream as her body exploded.

Tori immediately moved from her asshole back to the leaking nectar and attached her lips to suck and clean her goddess. She even went as far as taking the plug and pushing it back inside, slowly and carefully, until it was nestled right back in her rosebud. Planting a few kisses on the pink pale cheeks, Tori simply pulled away and started straightening up.

And then she opened the storage room door and walked out like nothing had happened, as Jade was still undressed and recovering. It was a miracle that no one had barged in and saw her in the two minutes it took for everything to be put back in place.

So yeah, the fact that all Jade could say was 'So that was new' was a testament to how different this entire afternoon had been.

-Did you like it?

-Of course I did. I got my tits sucked, pussy eaten out, and my ass tongue fucked to oblivion. Jade wrote back huffing, watching how Tori just seemed so unmoved and perfectly fine with answering the text across the room. It was honestly bordering on a fear that this wasn't the real Tori and she'd been replaced by an alien… or a robot. Andre had mentioned that Robbie said he wanted to build a sex robot, but the less she thought about that the better. Whether I liked it or not is beside the point. What the fuck was going on with you?

-What do you mean? I feel great.

-Don't play that coy bullshit. Something is up. The former goth sighed and shook her head, looking over to her girlfriend who just stared onward at the History teacher like nothing was happening. The silent treatment. The aggression. Leaving me a mess. Did I mention the part where you tongue fucked my ass?! I mean, you didn't even attempt to get something in return today.

-I got what I wanted… what I needed, and I think you had a good time too. Why is it so bad?

-It's not bad, Tori, but something is different and I don't know if I like it. Jade wasn't entirely sure on that last part. She fucking loved it and she hadn't had a release like that since the morning Freddie left, but the less Tori knew about that, the better probably. I do know that I don't like that you won't cop to what's up. You missed classes, lunch, and now this?

-Maybe this is how I really am.

-Bullshit, Vega. Try again.

-I just had a really good morning… and I thought about how lucky I am to have you and Freddie. How you guys just love me despite everything you both have together, and I want to be better for both of you.

-And that connects how to shoving me against walls and shoving your tongue in my backdoor? It was far harsher than Jade had intended for it to be, but it was a valid question none the less. Though hearing Freddie's name answered a couple questions. Tori was sweet and loving and eager to cuddle up with Jade, but with Freddie, she was like a needy little puppy. It had been a conversation point for Jade and Freddie ever since Tori mentioned the instructions. It was all fun and games for Freddie who just wanted to give Tori a connection that she had been hinting at wanting, but for Tori, she looked at him as this end all be all authority that truly worshipped him. I'm just saying that all of this isn't like you, Vega, and I am worried about you.

-You don't have to worry, Jade. I'm fine. Really. I just am finding my happiness and I know it all lies with you two. I love you both and Freddie helped me understand just who I really am deep down and how far I can go to serve your needs.

-Serve us? Jesus, Vega… he really did a number on you. Jade took a deep sigh as she looked over at her partner, and tried to study her. Tori wasn't exactly vain, but there was something about her constantly adjusting her clothes, just barely touching places, that was easily noticeable. I understand that Freddie can play tricks on your mind when you get him in that zone. I've been there and he has broken me inside and put me back together time and again. You know he's not really that controlling or possessive. He just wants you to be happy and comfortable. No one in this… relationship owns anyone else.

-I know, but I want that feeling. I like the idea that someone has that control over me. I just lose it when I'm referred to in the possessive form. I melt when he says 'you're mine' or 'I want my girl,' or 'how's my angel doing today?' I love feeling that I 'belong' to him. And I know you are 'his' too and he never lets me forget that you both love me.

-Vega, this isn't about jealousy. This is about making sure that your head is on straight. The former frenemy took a moment to reflect, looking over at her sweet and honest lover, then a row back toward her ex. Beck wasn't necessarily a bad guy, but he was a bad boyfriend. And she was a bad girlfriend then too. She had come to face that with Freddie and Tori, but now it felt like history was repeating a bit. I know what it's like to be obsessed with someone and to let their actions and words dictate how you live. With Beck, I spent so much time fixated with what he was doing when and with who.

-Freddie is nothing like Beck.

-I'm not saying he is. But you are acting like I did when I first got with Beck. Even if she'd come to terms with Beck and their relationship, it still felt weird thinking about those days. How close they were and how lost they both were in that relationship. In an effort to fix problems, he just took control. Felt like he had to keep me on a leash half the time, and I don't want that for you.

-Can you imagine me being led on a leash, Jade? I've always thought those chokers you wear are hot. Maybe I could wear a little collar with a tag, and you and him could just lead me around…

-You're insane right now… and worse, you're missing the point. The dark haired young woman sighed and looked around the room to see if anyone else was noticing the exchange they were having or how Tori seemed to be out of character. Andre had a sense about this stuff and he was bound to notice, but no one else from the group really seemed that interested or aware, which probably wasn't a bad thing. I get that Freddie and you have this bond and I love that. I love the way he looks at you and treats you, and I really do love that you give him the love he deserves. He plays with you and fulfills that dom/sub fantasy thing you have, but just because his words made your lady parts tingle doesn't mean it should break who you are.

-It's not breaking me. It's helping me. And he didn't just make me tingle. He made love to me. He FUCKED me. With just his words. I came four times. I was supposed to ask you for number five but I didn't need to.

-Four times? That's… something. Jade raised an eyebrow over to her girlfriend who finally looked over at her, biting her lip and nodding, raising her hand slightly to flash four fingers. If you ever die mysteriously, I'm just going to tell the medical examiner that your cause of death was overarousal. Starting to get why I saw you earlier, and why that bathroom by the door was out of order. Guess I need to talk to my boyfriend and see what all the fuss is about.

-You really should. I might have ruined a couch… and my underwear. Had to swap it for my gym ones. But it was so perfect, I thought I was going to explode. Actually I did… a few times… The first one was so good I almost had an asthma attack.

-Yeah… he has a knack for that. No need for him to touch you with his hands when he can nail you with that poetry he throws out that feels like it digs into your skin and the words nestle in your head, feeding your soul and making you crave him more. Welcome to the first two months we were together. Though he never did anything like that.

-I gave him one actually. I was really proud.

-Oooh Vega… now we are talking. Jade was starting to feel like Tori was getting back to normal as her face seemed to change. Clearly talking about the whole thing was doing wonders for where her mind was at the moment. I think I'd judge you if you didn't help him a little.

-I don't think I did, but I guess so. He sent me this: IMAGE ATTACHMENT

-Holy shit… The former bully was at a loss for words as she stared at the image, actively hiding it so no one else could see what she was looking at. Though if they missed the helmet at the bottom they might have just assumed someone spit yogurt all over a stall door, but she knew exactly what it was. I may have to take back my jealousy comment… I definitely wish I could claim that.

-I doubt I did all of it, but it made me so hot and I needed it. He wanted me to cum with him, but I couldn't just make myself do it because I wanted him to be impressed and I psyched myself out.

-Every day you get a little more fascinating, Vega… Jade grinned. She knew all too well how it felt to be in Tori's shoes. With a limited number of times he could release (even if it was in the double digits in a day as they'd tested last visit), it was important to pick how it would work best and what he'd like. It just feels better knowing he's right there with you.

-Yeah… I was telling him the other night how good that feels. Like a really good stretch when I wake up or that smell of rain just starting, or when there's a clear sky at night and you can actually see all the stars? The moment he talks to me or texts me, it feels just like that. Like there's this piece that fits perfectly into my life at last. Next to you… he's my favorite part of the day.

-Pretty sure after four orgasms and blowing a load that size, he outranks me on the favorite things list… but I appreciate it, Vega.

-I'll let you read some of the stuff he sent. It's really beautiful… and hot… actually, I may not want to show you a few of them, but I bet if you asked for him to that for you, he'd do it in a heartbeat. Even more stuff.

-Again, I appreciate the idea… but I'm not like that. The mean girl of Hollywood Arts knew she was fibbing a little, but she had long ago learned to compartmentalize the way she was in public versus how she was in private. Having Freddie just text her things to overwhelm her was certainly a hot idea to say the least, though. He had a way with words that seemed to dig into her very soul touch her where no one could ever reach. His voice is one of my favorite things about him. No words on a screen can make that work.

-Is that why you like to call me instead of text? Tori threw the smiley face on the end while wearing one of her own and Jade could just feel the eye roll happening. Emojis were the worst. She'd never admit it in public but Tori's voice was one of the most beautiful things she'd ever heard. It's why she hated her the moment she met her because there was no question that she wasn't going to compare. It's ok. I like talking to you. Your voice is so fucking sexy…

-Busting out the adult words, Vega? Jade took a deep sigh and looked over at Tori to see how she was doing, fearing she was still lost in the sex haze of her day, but the longer she looked at the tanned beauty, the more in love she fell with her. Tori Vega was perfection inside and out, and she deserved to cut loose a little and embrace the best kind of feelings. You really are horny, aren't you? I swear I can see the steam and hear you percolating from here...

-I can't help it. I'm so happy. All I feel is love. You just wait until we get to the car.

-Why? she teased, knowing full well that making Tori squirm when she felt this way would only drive her crazier. Is something important happening after school?

-Don't even pretend you aren't looking forward to having me to yourself again, Jade. The sweet brunette fired an annoyed glance across the room, knowing her mad face made little impact on Jade, but her feelings were clear. I was thinking of more than the car too. Something really special.

-Oh do tell… Jade raised an eyebrow at the message, half interested and half setting up her smartass remark. Anything that can keep those Tori Vega pussy stains off my seats deserves my attention.

-I know you love those spots… and yours is still on my bed… It reminds me how in love I am with you and how you opened yourself to me.

-Cut the lovey stuff and get to the point. The goth wasn't in the mood to hear about how much she loved her after hearing all about how Freddie had typed a few words and made her brain explode. Hard to compare to that. What's the plan?

-It's a surprise.

-I'm the one with the fucking car, Vega… I kinda need to know where you want to go.

Ok… Tori looked over at her secret girlfriend and bit her lip with a sly smile. She'd been fantasizing about this for a while but never had the nerve to tell Jade about it until this very moment thanks to the 'love drug' she was high on. Trina will be with Mark until at least 4, Mom's at her aerobics class until 5, and dad is working a late shift. So for almost an hour… the house will be free.

-We've done that before… we christened your bed the other day... how is that something really special? Jade fired the text off and it wasn't until a second later that she put the thoughts together and realized she was calling the other time un-special. Which was the opposite of the truth. The time in her bed was the first time that this really seemed real for Tori and not some fantasy that she visited. She now lived in it. Sleeping in a bed that they both had left pieces of themselves on, exchanging loving messages while dreaming of their future both including and not including Freddie. It was something that needed to be cleared up immediately. But Tori's wide eyed, sorrowful face showed that it was probably too late. I didn't mean it like that. It was an incredible experience.

-I thought so too… The brunette put her phone down in her purse and started paying attention to the teacher once more.

Jade was heartbroken. She never once imagined that a message could be so troublesome. It wasn't supposed to be like this. Tori was supposed to be the needy one, but that went up in smoke the moment her girlfriend showed that look of disappointment. It hurt and it twisted her guts, and every second that Tori ignored her felt like a dozen knives digging a little deeper into her heart.

It was pure chance the two of them happened to look at one another in the same second. Tori's strong face of anger was immediately melted into a look of compassion and understanding once she saw that the pale beauty was so sorry, it appeared she might cry in a matter of moments. The aspiring pop star grabbed her phone and started back again, trying to regain her mindset from a minute or two ago.

-Please don't say that again… every moment I spend with you is special to me.

-I'm so sorry, Tori… won't happen again. Jade hurriedly typed out, and was so focused on making the moment up to her, she even threw a kissing emoji at the end. As the message was received, she was almost positive she heard Tori giggle and coo at the image. The girl was an enigma she never wanted to solve. What's the big surprise at your house?

-It's a surprise… Typical Tori, Jade thought as she shook her head. Childish like Cat at times, but with a fire that consumed everything she touched, destroying it so it could come back better. Just like she'd done with her. It was a perfect disaster. But let's say it's a good thing there won't be anyone else to hear me crying that I'm all tied up… naked… with a goddess on top of me.

-Vega, if I could get a boner, you could see it from there. Jade thought it was a dumb joke, but there Tori was, almost snorting from laughing, earning looks from the rest of the class. A chill shot up Jade's spine when the teacher moved toward her as if he might take the phone, or worse, make her read it aloud. But it never happened. Just a typical hush sound and everything was calm. Way to almost ruin Operation: Lady Boner by getting caught.

You can't call it that… she was still laughing. I literally can't stop laughing.

Jade could do little more than stare at her fighting back the giggles. Holding onto the big chuckles that held the sound that made Jade's heart skip a beat. Laughing that stupid Tori Vega laugh that lit up a room… that always made everything ok… the laughter that echoed her bedroom when she'd find the happiest of places to be held, touched, and tasted. The kind of sound that no one would ever compare to or replicate. The kind of laughter that would follow their wedding vows eventually.

-3:00 cannot come soon enough, Tori. Jade Vega… the former bitch of Hollywood Arts thought to herself, now that was a name that would grab the fucking headlines. And neither can you.

---

Outside the Vega Residence

4:42pm

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah…" Jade said, jumping into her car and pulling out of the Vega family's driveway, feeling a little ashamed she had forgotten to call Freddie when she meant to before he went into work, but also more than on edge after she and Tori had a surprisingly intense session in her bed. "I just got wrapped up with something with Tori…"

"Oh really…" his voice gave away that he was smirking with just the slightest hint of judgment. "I can't imagine."

"It's not like that… we were doing… working on… homework and…" Jade hurriedly said trying to cool her jets a little and savor the short conversation time she would be getting with her boyfriend, who was not only aware, but encouraging of what she'd just been doing. "You know what… it's exactly like that. Not sure why I was saying that…"

"Because there's a piece of you that still has a twitch when you think about Tori and what she means to you…" Freddie said, sounding just as arrogant as he was wise. He was like Carl Jung with rocky abs and a massive dick. "I struggle with the feeling too when I think about Sam. And Tori since I can hardly call her my girlfriend since you two are so much closer."

"Right… you just call her your pet…" Jade whispered with a chuckle, the tiniest of venom in her words. "Or slave. Or fuckdoll. Or-"

"So you heard about that?"

"Jesus Christ, Freddie…" the dark haired girl tried to hold back her laugh as she headed to the edge of town, anxious to be home since all she wanted to do was crawl back into that bed she'd left Vega near comatose in. "You're lucky the whole school didn't hear about it with how loud she can be."

"I might have gone a little…" there was hesitation in his voice, clearly uncomfortable, but trying to still maintain his demeanor, "… overboard today, but-"

"But nothing... you broke her brain, baby. You used those pretty fucking words of yours and you creeped inside her and you pulled her apart and smashed all the pieces together to make a girl who gets off shoving her tongue up my ass."

"I…" Freddie was at a loss for words, a slight shift in his breathing noting that he was trying not to laugh, which was fine with Jade since she was too. "I did not… know that…"

"Yeah… she was like an animal…" she shook her head, knowing he couldn't see it, but hopefully could feel it. "I kissed her in the car before school this morning, and the next time I see her, I'm getting pulled into the closet so she can eat me like her skipped lunch, then I barely get to the car with her again before she had to suck on my tits."

"Guess that explains why you're a little late with the call…" he teased, but the moment he made the joke, he could just feel her nostrils flaring.

"No… I'm late because she got to me too. Telling me all about your messages and what she wanted…" Jade sighed, trying not to think about how much she missed him. It had barely been two weeks and already she felt like she might go mad without his touch. "Which led us to her bed, and… other things. I don't know if I could handle the monster you created every day though. Tori was fucking wild, and while I wasn't complaining during, I just don't think I'm equipped for that…"

"I guess I should apologize for that then…" he said, unsure if he should laugh or truly be sincere.

"Believe me…" Jade bit her lip as she relived the past hour or so, "after the sheets I triple-soaked on her bed, I feel like thanking you, but I already know I'll wish for your death tomorrow when the soreness kicks in…"

"Speaking of tomorrow…" Freddie took a deep breath and Jade could hear that he was apparently pacing around his room. "I want to ask you about something."

"Go on…" She knew he didn't have too much longer before he had to go to work, so whatever this was, had to be at least a little important. "It better not be that you're brainfucking Vega again…"

"Hahaha… no… not tomorrow at least. She needs to recover and get back to normal. I don't think I like that she became different for you."

"It's not a big deal. I think she just needs to have escapes sometimes and she's wound so tight, she goes far when she can." The former goth looked through her 'neighborhood,' houses spread apart with immaculate lawns and kids playing without having to play in the street. It was so overwhelming and simultaneously, so empty feeling as well. "She misses you… just like I do. Well, I probably miss you more, but it's close… just saying. We want to fuck your brains out, and then cuddle with you until we do it again… because… you know… balance and all that shit…"

"I miss you both so much…" he whispered back with a light chuckle, with the kind of dulcet tone that always made her shiver. "I can hardly wait until you're up here."

"Just a few more weeks and I'll be back in your arms… and your lap, baby… but my sensibilities as a lady are demanding that we cuddle for a while before moving on to the wild raunchy sex…" she blushed as she spoke, her mind travelling to what it will be like having him take her body and soul once more, knowing that the love of her life was right there. "What was it you wanted to talk to me about?"

"It's… well…" he stammered, and the fact that he wasn't being forthright with it made her incredibly uneasy. Nervousness wasn't at all Freddie Benson when it came to their connection. "It's going to take some time to talk about so why don't we talk tonight? After work."

"Not sure I like that…" Jade said briskly, barrowing her eyes at the phone as she pulled into her long driveway. "Can you at least tell me if it's good or bad?"

"I think it could be good, but… I don't want to rush it… I want to talk tonight."

"Fine…" she groaned, wanting to punch her steering wheel. "Just don't take too long."

"Wouldn't dream of it…" he said, and she could just see his smile behind his words and it made her want to kiss him, then slap him, then kiss him again. "I gotta run before I'm late, babe… Love you…"

"Love you too…" Jade released a deep sigh and looked up at her house.

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West Residence
Los Angeles, CA

9:38pm

"What a fucking day…" Jade whispered to herself as she relaxed back in her bed after a quiet, but nonetheless enjoyable, dinner that gave her the time to digest a bit, both physically and mentally. She couldn't help thinking about the shift with Tori's behavior from Freddie's teasing, her legs stretched out with her laptop resting on her lap, scrolling through her girlfriend's Slap page. "Vega, Vega, Vega…"

She did still feel a bit of a tug of concern that the sweet brunette could lose herself in what the three shared, becoming something completely submissive when it came to Freddie, instead of being the equal role that she truly loved sharing with her absent beau, but for the moment, she had to take Tori's word that things would be fine. Things still felt balanced between her and Tori at least, so the goth had to chalk it up to the distance. Jade had to adjust to being in a long distance relationship—just a new relationship in general, really- with a guy she basically fell in love with over the course of a day and a half, compounded by the fact she was coming off another breakup with Beck when it happened, and it was really hard. So perhaps she shouldn't have expected for Tori to immediately adjust in being in a relationship, with the same background almost, added to having another person involved as well, especially in their three unique circumstances.

"No wonder she's all fucked up…" the dark haired girl muttered to herself as she scrolled through Tori's feed and thought to herself. Picture after picture of parties and school events, statuses about missing a 'special someone' and even a few that had innocent taglines, but her gorgeous brown eyes showed a deep hunger. It had only been a couple weeks, but already Jade was wondering if letting the Vega hellcat out was the right idea. Her mildly sore body was certainly torn on the issue, having had two strong orgasms ripped from it by the usually sweet girl, but Tori also had an incredible flexibility that tended to create positions that other girls wouldn't dare try, shown by a photo of the tan beauty on the beach bringing her left leg completely vertical. "And that was before she got laid… jeez…"

Vega was unlike anyone else she'd ever met, and while she could spend the whole night obsessing about what the 'angel' might do next, her mind was being pulled in one too many directions. She sat those worries aside and had attempted to address something else that had been tugging at her as of late, especially given the way Freddie acted over the phone, but all she had accomplished so far was to stare at the screen of her laptop for the last half hour. It didn't make her mission go away though- she needed to talk to Sam.

She wasn't entirely sure what to say really, least of all, how to say any of it to the blonde more than a thousand miles away. She finally decided she couldn't put it off any longer as she finally had the time, for once, Vega was staying home and Freddie wasn't around, and it was better now than never. Jade ran the pad of her middle finger over the integrated mouse pad and moved the curser over to PearChat icon. She clicked on it to log in, hoping to see the familiar name was on-line and was relieved to see Sam's username. She clicked on the name and sent a request to video chat.

After several seconds, and some really weird underwater noises from the app, an acceptance icon appeared, immediately followed by a window popping up, showing Sam's appearance in an unfamiliar and considerably large room. The colors of the room were various shades of pink and looked bright and cheerful, the opposite of her half room at Cat's or her own dark and gloomy room. The bursting pinks and purples was more of a reminder of Cat's old room, and immediately thought she would have loved to have such a room, but the redhead was in a real depression, and it had been a while since that bright pink matched her attitude. Still, it raised the question of where exactly Sam was currently located.

"Sam…" Jade put on an easy smile, trying to hide the bit of nervousness she felt, and casually greeted the blonde, clearing her throat, "Hey… how's, uh, it going?"

"Jade…" Sam slightly tightened her smile, trying to hide a bit of her nervousness as well. She wasn't expecting the video chat and immediately thought the reason behind it was that Freddie had told Jade about her wish for them to have an actual date, but the almost nervous look on the pale teen's face caused her to pause. She took a slow breath and answered, trying to play it cool until she could figure out what was going on, "Doing alright. You know same old, same old: online classes, eating, sleeping…"

The former bully had good cause to wonder why Jade would feel that way as it was unheard of that Jade would want to talk this way; most of their conversations being sarcasm via text. And seeing her face, Sam really wanted to brag, or at least be a little sadistically playful. 'Oh, what I am I doing, Jade? Not much… Just getting fucked by Freddie whenever I get the chance…'

"I guess that's good…" Jade lazily shrugged a shoulder and nodded her head, answering in just as much a casual tone, "Glad things are going… alright up there."

"Yeah… not too much to complain about I guess… just boredom…" The blonde paused in responding, trying to study the girl that was the closest thing she had to a friend besides Carly, then answered, "Things going alright down there? Anything interesting happening that… you know… you couldn't put on the Slap page?"

"Afraid not…" the pale beauty whispered, tucking some hair behind her ear. "Nothing too interesting that I can't put up there. Classes are completely boring… well, except for one— Sikowitz, of course. Working on another production of his and some of my music."

"Your school never made any damn sense to me…" Sam nodded along and asked with a half smirk, "So the coconut addict doing alright?"

"Yeah, he's doing quite fine. Or at least, fine for Sikowitz…" Jade snorted out a laugh. "Still loves his job, but I have a feeling the freshman aren't up to his standards."

"Yeah, he'll probably be lost without you, Tori… Cat…" She trailed off for a moment at mentioning her ex, but quickly recovered and asked, "Uh… you… and Tori… doing alright?" She cracked a smile and added, "You two still madly in love?"

"Me and Tori?" Jade slightly frowned, not so much for the comment, but that she couldn't tell if Sam was being sarcastic or not, especially since she always felt she could read the girl pretty easily. She decided to take the blonde's question at face value and answered, "Yes… I guess you could say we're still 'madly in love'…" She cocked an eyebrow and added with a smirk, "…she has the stains on her sheets to prove it…"

"Sounds about right…" Sam licked her lips with a brief flash of imagining such a thing crossing her mind and replied, "You certainly have a way with words, Jade."

"I do write after all…" The darker haired teen teased right back. She didn't want to admit to herself why she brought up their semi-regular activity before Freddie's trip down, the dance and both going back to Seattle. "And for the record, we've left a few stains on each other's sheets too… not unlike what you and I used to do…"

"Yeah, I suppose we have…" The blonde was just as surprised she openly spoke about their tension relieving fun, but not perturb by it, but oddly comforted that those times meant something to Jade. She cracked a half smile and replied, "Think would should do that when you fly up for prom? If I can pry you and Freddie apart long enough to get a… taste, of course…"

"Oh, it's a date," Jade chuckled as a bit of the nervousness left her body, but the mood suddenly chilled for Sam at the use of the word 'date', knowing that she couldn't avoid the topic for too much longer, especially with Jade's next question, "So… everything going alright between you and Freddie?"

"Me and Freddie? Oh… um…" Sam would assume that Freddie would talk about their activities with Jade, being all open and honest with every little thing, like the goodie two shoes boy scout he was, so she wasn't sure if Jade was just testing her, making sure she could still be trusted. Which seemed like a really weird time to do such a thing since she'd pretty much given her free reign with the 'sex god' for the last two weeks. The blonde bombshell pushed down the slightly queasy feeling of potential betrayal, whether it truly existed or not and continued, "Well, you know the nub. Always busy… around when he has the time… hanging out… helping with school work… other things…"

"Yeah… I figured as much…" Jade cocked her pierce eyebrow and gently mocked, "I probably don't have to imagine what those others could be, do I?"

"Probably not." After seeing Jade's face twist a little, the former juvenile delinquent begrudgingly asked, "What? I just assumed, given your whole share everything deal, Freddie gives you a play-by-play of what we've done."

"Not really…" She shook her head and replied "It's not like he tells me every little detail of every time you two do… something… though I have to applaud the Supergirl costume… it's given me more than a few ideas."

"Hey, don't be stealing my shit!" Sam snapped in a far softer tone than she would usual use when someone pissed her off. "I worked hard on that idea... and he returned the favor."

"So I heard…" Jade smirked with a slight bite of her lip, her mind replaying Freddie's rundown of that night. "And I'm not stealing the idea… at least… well… okay, fine… maybe a little…

"Mmmhmm…" Sam shot a smug glare to the pale girl as she rolled her eyes. Admitting Sam had a good idea and did a good thing was like vinegar on Jade's tongue sometimes. "I thought as much."

"All I'm saying…" the former Hollywood Arts Queen of Mean said, keeping her tone surprisingly cordial, "is that maybe… just maybe, if we get a chance… you can pull that costume out again… and I'll have one of my own and we can… 'reward' our hero together?"

"He wasn't exactly playing the hero, but…" Sam imagined some of the superheroines Jade could dress up as and the various options stirred a desire in her lower gut. If it meant getting to see Jade as a sexy comic book character and enjoying her just as much as Freddie would, she wasn't going to make it an issue. And there was no question that their mutual beau would certainly enjoy it. She causally answered, almost brushing her off in order to goad her, "…I guess we could do that… I just hope you bring your 'A' game to the party. Not gonna lie… the bar is set pretty high."

"Oh, don't worry; I have never been one to disappoint…" Jade replied with a cocky smile, knowing she'd rock the blonde and Freddie's worlds if she had a chance to put her idea in place. "And that goes for both of you."

"I would expect nothing less from you, honestly…" Sam laughed as she looked into Jade's eyes and for a moment thought she saw the same fear and anxiety that were starting to eat at her. "But you know he's going to take charge no matter what role he has in all that fun stuff."

"Well, that's Freddie… it's what he does," the pale goddess whispered, laying back slightly so she could get comfortable, and Sam seemed to follow suit. "He's got that constant smug gentleman thing. There have been times when my need for his dick has been in direct confrontation with the desire to strangle him."

"Preaching to the choir, Jadie…" Sam echoed, grinning as she shook her head, watching her 'rival's' face twitch at the nickname. "Believe me, I was perfectly happy before he showed up and did his whole… sex voodoo thing on me. I was more than fine pretending my vagina was used for peeing and releasing Satan's waterfall…"

"Hahaha…" Jade burst, unable to keep the façade, trying not to show Sam that she was actually pretty funny. "Heard a lot of terms for periods, but I'm pretty sure that's my new favorite."

"Was it the same for you?" Sam asked, dropping her gruff persona for a moment as it seemed there was a genuine connection happening now. "Once you did it, did it change your whole outlook?"

"Oh yeah… even that first time…Freddie's dick was so good at being a dick that it makes me see the face of God… and I wasn't even sure I believed in God." Jade actually giggled a little as she thought back on the way Freddie made love to her, and then he blew her mind. "Then he turned around and fucked me so hard that I actually think I regained my virginity… so yeah… I'd say, my outlook changed."

"Probably a good thing since he likes you nice and tight…" the blonde smirked for a moment, feeling just a twinge of jealousy, but also a little more determined since that wasn't exactly the question she wanted answered. "I meant your actual first time, actually. I've only ever been with Freddie so I don't know about other guys… but after you lost your virginity… to Beck… did it make you feel… different? Like different priorities in life?"

"Didn't we already talk about this once?" Jade said, rolling her eyes as her walls starting to come up once more as an uncomfortable topic reared its ugly head. All the romantic and sweet feelings she ever felt for Beck might have been gone but there were more than a few emotions that remained- namely anger, hate, and disappointment. "Honestly… yeah. But in a bad way. Beck made me feel like absolute shit. And that only got worse once we fucked."

"Jeez…" Sam said, all humor and joy drained from their conversation now. "I'm sorry… I shouldn't have… was he at least decent in bed?"

"Back then I didn't know what was 'decent,' but I knew I didn't like the way he did it," the pale girl sighed, rolling her tongue inside her mouth as if she was about to unload something she'd been hanging onto for far too long. "When Beck would finger me, it would always be too hard. Like a fucking jackhammer. I'm not a goddamn construction site, asshole."

"Pshhh hahahahaa…" Sam couldn't hold back, seeing as it was her turn to break on something she knew she probably shouldn't have laughed at. "I couldn't see that weak looking guy doing that… he just seemed too… beta, I guess is the word… to do that kind of thing."

"Yeah… he was passive aggressive and snooty as shit. Never let me alone about my looks either," Jade was on a roll now, and Sam considered stopping her and trying to steer the conversation back toward something more meaningful, but it was a treat to see Jade really let loose and fire herself up. He would always say 'you look good without makeup, Jade… you don't have to put it on… and I was always like, well, yeah… and my tits look really good without a shirt but I'm still going to wear a shirt."

"What about a bra?"

"You know what?" Jade said, locking her eyes with Sam through the screen. "Fuck bras… they only ever get in the way."

"Amen to that…" Sam smirked again as the girls did a pantomime toast to one another, laughing and really enjoying their friendship moment. It had been too long since they got to just sit back and talk shit. Truly cathartic. "So was Beck the only guy you dated before Freddie?"

"Kinda…" Jade said, freely sharing her personal experiences, her wall crumbled when it came to Sam and it really was nice. They were kindred spirits, and maybe that was why they fit together so well. "He was the only one 'brave' enough to date me in school, but I did kinda go and hookup with his best friend from Canada."

"Banging the bestie… wow… now that's some serious revenge…" the blonde smirked, but she could tell when she spoke that something was wrong with Jade given her reaction. "Now this is a story I have to hear…"

"It wasn't like that…" she fired back, the walls rebuilding fast. "It's only been Freddie and Beck that's I've… been… like that with, but yeah… I wanted to make Beck jealous and Moose was hot and-"

"Moose?!" the blue eyes of the Seattle girl grew wide and a grin grew across her face, trying to hold back another laugh. "You have got to be shitting me… you tried to hook up with… a Moose?!"

"You are a shit, you know that, Puckett?" Jade said, also fighting a laugh, but trying to assert her angry and dominant side. "And for the record, Cat and Tori were also all over him, so, trust me when I say that he was good looking. He was just super dumb."

"Ain't that always the way…" Sam nodded, laughing. "I dated a few guys for a really short time who were as dumb as they were hot. Never ends well."

"And if you're calling them dumb, that really says something," Jade grinned fiendishly, more than happy to take a shot at her 'rival'. "He was more than dumb. We made out in his car, and I was ready to see what he was packing, but he kept going on and on about getting fast food. I told him 'It's either going to be a cock in my mouth or a burger in yours- you decide.'

"Quite the ultimatum…"

"He chose poorly…" Jade said, doing her best to imitate the line from Indiana Jones, but failed miserably, "and I guess I did too… trying to come onto him."

"What did Beck say?" the tough girl asked, genuinely interested to see how this played out and if it had something to do with their breakup.

"Not a fucking thing… I honestly don't think he even knows. Which is probably for the best because he was always super jealous of how close I was to other guys, setting rules and everything. And then I was supposed to just feel fucking fantastic that he would hang out and flirt with every goddamn girl around him."

"What a tool…"

"Get this, then- right after Freddie came down the first time…" Jade began, sitting up and clearly in the mood to tell another story of her experiences, "we had just made it official, and all of a sudden, Beck messages me. He starts doing his passive aggressive suave bullshit… hounding me to get back together because he's the only one that would be willing to handle my attitude and everything, so I should break up with Freddie and go back to him."

"I wish you would have told me…" the blonde smirked, knowing this story would have a happy ending for sure, "I would have beat his ass with a butter sock."

"I took the high road actually… no violence or threats…" she said calmly, raising an eyebrow to show that she wanted to seen as more than just the violent psychopath that people thought of her. "I simply sent him a pic of Freddie's dick and told him he should really stop thinking he's my only option."

"Wow…" Sam said amongst her fit of laughter. "That's fucking awesome. I feel like I should high five you right now. I'm guessing there's no real comparison?"

"Oh yeah…" Jade used her index fingers to illustrate the length both girls were well familiar with, then she brought her fingers a bit closer together as they grinned. Then Jade curled her index finger so that the nail was now pressed against the lower half of her thumb, clearly indicating width. "I know he can't help it, but the only way Beck could give me pleasure with that thing is if he set it on fire and let me watch."

"Holy shit…" Sam had to grab her stomach for a second from laughing too hard. It was so easy to forget how funny Jade could be, especially when she got her anger and bitterness going. "I guess we are the lucky ones now."

"Oh yeah… and I guess I should thank you for that…"

"Yeah?" Sam said, feeling like this might be a setup to make her look terrible or to mock her choices. "Because I introduced you two? Or because I fucked up so bad that I let Freddie get away so you could snag him? Or should I say you're welcome for something else stupid I did with our special someone?"

"Don't be so dramatic…" Jade said, shaking her head and suddenly Sam realized that she was being completely genuine here. "He's special, no doubt, but he knew what he was doing because of you. Found the spot on the first try. Took him like ten seconds to hit it. Beck couldn't find my spot if it shot off a flare and played a goddamn kazoo."

"Lot of unresolved feelings there…"

"The fuck, there are!" the dark haired beauty fired back. "I'm beyond over Beck… this is why I don't like to talk about him. It makes me feel like shit for letting him take my v card, especially since you got Freddie first. I wish it was me. Would really make our whole storybook romance go a lot better…"

"Maybe…" the bully shrugged, wondering what exactly she could say here. "He was great, but I'd much rather be the last person he makes love to than just being the first…"

"You know… I'd never really thought of it like that…" Jade mused, looking into Sam's eyes once more. The pain was shining as she said those words, and Jade actually felt a true twinge of pain herself as she wanted Sam to be happy, which probably had a lot to do with how she had started feeling about Sam lately. "You've got him all to yourself right now though, so at least there's that."

"True…" Sam smiled, trying to hold back her discomfort at the idea of her romantic future with her usual layer of humor and aggression. "Full body massages, head scratches, strong arms, foot rubs, a long thick cock that gets hard pretty much whenever I want it… he has a lot to offer."

"Why do I feel you are rubbing that in my face?" Jade teased with a half-smile as she tried to read the look on the blonde's face to see how much joy Sam might get out of making her jealous. "I can't deny that I really miss him."

"Oh yeah?" Sam grinned, knowing it was her turn to really twist and tease the other girl. "Tori not doing enough to sate that infamous Jade West sex drive?"

"Vega is great and all and she's more than satisfying, but I really miss the power. The rough, raw stuff." Jade watched Sam nod along with her, closing her eyes and clearly taking a trip down memory lane for one such of those encounters. "Every time I think about it… when we'll have sex again, I can literally feel his dick ramming my soul into submission… the problem is… I realllllly like it when he does that."

Sam cocked an eyebrow and licked her lips before teasing, "So deep down, big bad Jadey is a submissive little thing?" She recalled a few times where Jade didn't think she noticed that she had willing been submissive to her, the time during their little celebration after the dance where she took her from behind then missionary while Tori held her particularly standing out in her mind. "In other major news, water is still wet."

"You're a fine one to talk…" Jade pursed her lips, disappointed with herself for letting something like that slip, but was able to recover. "As if you don't willing get on your knees to worship him like a god until he baptizes you or on your hands and knees for him to ram you just as hard. You can't help but be submissive to him… all that raw power that can physically and emotionally dominate you in a second…"

Sam slightly nodded her head, forced to agree with the weasily, but entirely accurate statement then muttered, "Yeah, you're right… as much as I really do love all the lovey-dovey stuff he does… but sometimes a girl just needs to be bent over and banged like a screen door in a fucking hurricane."

The future movie star quickly commented, "Isn't that one of your problems?"

"What?" Sam knotted her brow then snorted out, "It's a problem that I want him to really give it to me at times? I didn't think you'd have a problem with that while we were up here and-"

"No… not that…" Jade shook her head with her eyes easily conveying she appreciated the sentiment, though it still pained her that Freddie had to be so far away, yet answered, "I meant about the original problem you guys had- that you couldn't have simply been honest with him about what you wanted? Tell him that you needed the rough stuff along with the softness and cuddling. He does care about our needs, you know—maybe too much… especially over his own."

"Yeah, but-"

"Look," She continued before Sam could really make any kind of response, "I'm the one that had to learn to trust again, to simply be able to be honest with someone about everything, including what I liked even when it could be weird or embarrassing, and in a matter of hours, he pulled all that from me. Plus he let me do the same with Tori. But you were supposed to be his friend for the last couple of years—his girlfriend at one time—and you couldn't be honest with him."

"Ugghhh…" Sam rolled her eyes, trying to hide the fact that Jade's words were like a knife to the gut as to the reason the relationship failed in the first place. She crossed her arms over her chest and replied in a sour tone, "I fucking hate when you're right."

"No wonder you're so fucking angry all the time…" Jade replied with a smirk and playful look in her eyes. "Don't be upset because I just bitch slapped you with intelligence."

Sam wanted to reach through the screen and just smack that smirk off her face, but another part wanted just as badly cup her cheeks and kiss the smirk, forcing her tongue past the taller teen's lips and moan into her mouth. She shook her head and retorted, "You're so lucky we're…" She paused, not sure how to finish her statement in pinning down exactly what they were to each other. "You're lucky we are what we are…"

"Is it that hard to put a label on our relationship?" Jade offered her the answer, perhaps taking it as the avenue to talk about what had been on her mind and heart for at least the last week or more, "I mean… I would say we are friends… I've had your nipples in my mouth a few times so I'd say we've reached a certain comfort level now."

Sam momentarily recalled one of the many instances that had occurred where she was straddling the taller girl's lap in the apartment and having her left nipple being suckled by the gothic girl and hand slipped between her ass cheeks to get fingered from underneath while trying to grind their love buttons together. Suffice it to say, it was an explosive experience for both.

"Friends?" The blonde delinquent nodded her head and replied, "Yeah… I could go for that—we're friends… with a certain benefit… and I certainly like putting my nipples in your mouth… and you really know how to suck— and, of course, I mean that in the most flattering way possible."

"I could say the same thing to you too… I've seen your skills with Freddie—greedy a few times—and felt them with me, so… yeah, you really suck too," Jade finished with a genuine, good natured grin.

"It's so weird. I don't know what it is about me… I just look at his penis and I automatically think 'That belongs in my mouth'" Sam joked as she looked back into Jade's eyes and could see that the anxiety actually hadn't disappeared at all, so there must have been something else going on here. She casually asked, not wanting to put off the inevitable any longer, "So… was this just a social call?"

"Oh… I, uh…" Jade paused for a moment, wondering if she had saw right through her while Sam worried that the gothic actress would stop beating around the bush and just get to her point. "I guess in a way… why do you ask?"

"I didn't know if Freddie had talked to you…" the blonde whispered, her voice hitching a little as she approached the possibility of the inevitable conversation. "I wondered if you were just following up on what he had to tell you."

"Well, that's kinda the thing…" the aspiring actress sighed, looking almost scared as her words dribbled out, tucking loose hair behind her ear. "He was busy getting ready for work, but he wanted to talk to me about something after he got home. Is there something wrong that I should know about?"

"Wrong? Well…" Sam cautiously answered, "It depends on how you take it?"

"Well, that's not fucking terrifying…" Jade felt a sinking feeling in her stomach, an irrational fear that Freddie wanted to leave her taking hold, even as her heart knew the possibility wasn't worth considering, particularly after their conversation about Tori. She didn't want Sam to see a part of her consider it, so she put on the best impassive expression she could muster and waited for the blonde to continue.

"It's not anything really awful I guess…" the former Ridgeway bully let out a few breaths, now avoiding looking Jade in the eyes as much as she could. "He's going to tell you… what I asked of him."

"… Which was?"

"I want to go on a date with Freddie," Sam stated as calmly and focused as she could, not wanting to back down, now that it was just hanging out there. "Not just us hanging out as friends—or even dressing up for a nice time- but an actual date. It's something he said he had to talk to you about first. You're cool with the… 'thing' we have going on together because, well, we have the same thing with each other. I just want to make it… real."

"Let me get this straight…" Jade narrowed her eyes, the muscles around them tightening with the tension the rest of her body was feeling. "You want to publicly go out… on a date… with him? In front of everyone… all the people… his iCarly fans that keep up with his dating life… they know we're together. For fuck sakes, I still get tweetflashes of the 'Seddies' and 'Creddies' verbally ripping me a new one, even threatening my death, because I'm 'getting in the way of your 'twu lov' bullshit.' You want to feed them that? Fuel all that speculation to make everything so much worse for us? Make him look like he's cheating on me?"

"No…" Sam in a surprising twist, calmly replied, "Not remotely my intention. I figured that if you can have Tori… on the side… with what you have with Freddie… why can't he have the same with me?"

"I'm gonna shut that shit right he fuck down!" Jade was quick to snap back, not caring for the moment Sam wanted more from Freddie in their relationship than what they were currently sharing, "Tori is not just a side thing!"

"I know that…" Sam raised her hands in surrender and replied, "I didn't mean to sound as if I'm… dismissing what you have with Tori, just that… if it's okay for you to bring her into your… fold… why can't he… bring me in? Make me a part of this thing. I love him…"

Jade should have frowned, she should have snapped back some remark to defend what she was building with both her loves, but she couldn't; not that she couldn't have come up with some logical reason to deny the blonde, but that the piece that had been haunting her jumped at the chance to express such a desire. "Sam…"

"So… you're not cool with me doing that? Really?" the blonde was now the one fuming and it was clear that the walls that Sam had kept to a minimum with her kindred spirit were now shooting up and she was ready to blow. "That's the line? We can fuck, but God forbid we go out and have something that feels real…"

"I didn't say that," Jade quietly answered, glancing down at the keyboard of her laptop. "I just don't know what to do with… that information."

"Of course…" Sam offered, "Right on… We should just blame the bisexuality and move on…"

"I don't know…" Jade quietly replied, not sure if she was speaking to Sam or herself, "I don't think we can…"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Because this… shit… is complicated…" Jade sighed then met the blonde's eyes to answer, "This isn't even a love triangle anymore, is it? It's a love square… and it has clearly come to haunt me. I opened the door that first day to let others into our lives, and now… I don't know where the lines even are. I don't know whether Tori or Freddie means the most to me and-"

"But fuck Sam's feelings, right?" she raised an eyebrow and replied with a far more cocky tone than she wanted to get across, "Because I might be moving in on your little fantasy life you planned to have with him and Tori?"

"No…" Jade slightly narrowed her gaze on her potential rival, signaling to Sam she may have gone too far with the line, but was perhaps just as surprised by the speaker over her answer when she quietly admitted, "The problem is that it's easier and easier to imagine… you… being a part of that life…"

"See, this what I'm talking about… wait…" Sam was obviously expecting a sarcastic, defensively reply, not her admitting she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea of her joining their magical fairy tale. She was so doubtful she replied, "Ah… You're… you're serious right now?"

"I don't really understand it, but yeah…" Jade said with a slow nod. "I see the way you look at him and the way he looks at you. He talks to me about you a lot actually. And so I see you in a way too. You're probably the best friend I have now… and I'm not head over heels for you… don't get ahead of me… but I do… you know… love you… I want you right next to me for the foreseeable future. And I know for a fact, he does too."

"Wow…" the blonde was simply frozen, in total shock at how Jade had just unloaded all these emotions on her. And since the rational and normal parts of her brain needed a thaw, her sardonic side had full control. "Look at Jade with all those emotions…"

"If you think I'm not petty enough to drive up there in the middle of the goddamn night to punch you in the fucking face, you sorely underestimate me, Puckett."

"You so sure you'd punch my fucking face instead of just…" Sam shrugged a lazy shoulder and wickedly asked, "…fucking my face?"

"I'm already regretting this… Bye," Jade said, clenching her jaw and moving her finger to end the call, but the action must have snapped Sam out of her 'bitch stupor'.

Wait… I'm sorry…" she whispered, taking a deep breath as she knew that now was the time to be real and open and not hide behind any of her usual tricks to avoid feelings. "It's a lot to process, but… I agree."

"Really?" the pale beauty cleared her throat, feeling the strange pull of tears as she was a bit overwhelmed emotionally. "You're not just saying that because I'm on the verge of wanting to murder you?"

"Not gonna say it doesn't offer some incentive… but no… I'm being real." The terror of Ridgeway hated being exposed on an emotional level, and after everything that she'd experienced since she met the aspiring horror actress, it all began to bubble up quickly. It wasn't just Freddie that she wanted… it was the family. Belonging to something and feeling like she was at home when Jade lay with her. Their first time, they were just so in sync, something that took months with Cat. It had to mean something. "I love you too. I really like Tori… and I know that I never want to go a day without Freddie… I know it."

"I'm gonna have to talk to Tori…" Jade said with a mild sigh, looking at the blonde on the screen in front of her, unsure of how exactly to deal with this new development. "She's in this… triangle… or square now maybe… as much as I am. She's already getting rather… possessive of Freddie just sharing him with me."

"How?" Sam asked, partially happy that the overemotional stuff was now on pause, as too long soaking in it would have no doubt driven both 'alpha' girls out of their minds. "Freddie's not even around her… and they were together for two days before that… how is she being possessive?"

"Well… Vega's clearly going through some stuff I think." The dark haired girl considered whether or not she should share Tori's business with Sam, but if there was going to be a balance coming, she probably should know. It wasn't like Sam was a gossip or anything. "Did Freddie tell you what happened with him and Tori today?"

"No… we barely had a chance to talk between school and him running off to work…"

"Long story short, Freddie did some of his… what did you call it? Sexual Voodoo?" Jade smirked as she filed that away as a possible band or movie name if the chance ever arose. "He used his words on her… and she was driven completely insane… taking care of herself in the school bathroom for well over an hour while he just texted her. When I saw her for Sikowitz's class, she looked like a different person."

"Well, we've all been there with Freddie before, right?" Sam shrugged as she searched for what exactly was wrong with that. And speaking of school, she had to wonder if Jade knew about what happened at Ridgeway. "I don't think that's anything to worry about…"

"You say that… but you didn't see her. Vega's got this animal thing going behind her eyes… She looked like a wild tiger in heat. I legitimately didn't know if she wanted to fuck me or eat me." the aspiring actress shook her head, thinking back to her afternoon with the tanned beauty, who actually accomplished both tasks, and how her body twisted and turned, unable to stop talking about being Freddie's. "Tori is so fucking horny for him that I legitimately worry about his safety when he comes down here again."

"Hey," Sam said with a mild grin, signaling a dumb joke was most assuredly on its way, "at the very least, that would give us some time to 'catch up'…"

"If I hadn't just poured my heart out to you about this relationship situation with Freddie, I could swear you were gay, Puckett."

"I know, right…" Sam cocked an eyebrow as a grin began to form once more. "We're both basically lesbians, but dammit… we just like his dick too much…"

"You're not kidding…" Jade chuckled, with another head shake. "Me… you… him… Tori… It's mostly girls for a reason. It's just the way we are wired now. We're too intense when we get together. Like Clash of the Titans. But instead of clashing, he's putting his titan in us."

"This…" the blonde rolled her eyes as she fought the grin that was growing across her face. "This is why you are the writer between us. Maybe even too gay for me…"

"Why is there pressure for you to talk like that, Sam?" The dark haired pale beauty laid her head back down on the bed, positioning the computer so she could lay on her side and watch the screen. "I happen to like your face and want to sit on it. You act like that's a bad thing…"

"Oh yeah?" Sam smirked a bit, her jaw actually slacking at Jade for casually saying such a thing, nervously laughing and failing to hide the fact that she definitely felt the same way. "I suppose I could be more open… maybe when you visit and come… I mean… come and visit… I could show my open sensibilities to you… and your open legs…"

"Ooooh… now who's being a little too gay?" Jade teased as Sam seemed to be laughing as well. Maybe this was what they had been working towards all this time. They were friends, lovers, rivals… it was so similar, and yet so different than the love she had found with Tori. Sam just shrugged the gay comment off, and seemed like she wanted to say something. "You ok?"

"Yeah, I…" the bully shifted slightly in the room, looking around, and seemingly lost in thought. "I was just thinking maybe we could have a more… personal talk… like you and Freddie have. But Spencer's here and the walls are way too thin so I probably couldn't get away with all that I'd like to…"

"Bummer…" Jade said, though there was a slight acidity to her words, and her eyes almost screamed 'Ha ha!' "My room is almost soundproof, and I'm basically home alone. Perfect for sexy times. I might just take care of a few of those feelings right now actually…"

"Ugh…" Sam fumed and rolled her eyes. "I gotta go anyway. Another time, I guess."

"I guess so… which is a real shame… because I'm really worked up still from Tori, and I could use some attention…" the aspiring actress teased, grinning like a fiend as she bit her lip and ran her fingers over her ashen skin, reaching over her neck. "If you were here, Puckett… I would ride that face into the sunset."

"You mean sunrise…" the Seattleite corrected her. "It's nighttime already, Jade…"

"I know…" Jade winked. "I wasn't talking about today's sunset…"

"G'night Jade…" she said with a knowing smirk and shut the camera off before her partner could return the goodbye.

"Well, that went about as well as expected…" the pale girl mused to herself once more. The house was quiet and the world looked no different but for some reason, she couldn't help but feel like everything was going to be alright.

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By far the longest chapter I've ever written, but I do hope it met much of the hype. Of course SVAD has a lot to be thanked for as well, as always. Just one more chapter, and one more day for this piece so I hope we have led up to a satisfying end. I can't wait to see what you all thought of this one, especially how Tori's part went since its a good 80% of this whole thing. Thanks so much for reading and until next time...