He ‘eeped!’ again, but it wasn’t a sound of pain, exactly. “I d-don’t think it will. I don’t think this creature feels pain the same way I normally do.”
At the word “master”, Jack looked up sharply. “Wait, what was that?”
Bringing her hands up to cover her lips, Katelynn shook her head though her expression rarely changed. Sure she could blush in embarrassment but she was like a horror doll – no expression.
“….It slipped out..and actually if I remember correctly the magic anon said something about us being such a pair so I think mine might be related to yours. I keep having feelings of pride..and then the master thing…maybe I’m supposed to be your slave or servant?”
Jack frowned – or would have, if his face was capable of forming expressions. “Slave?” His long, sinuous arms tightened around Katelynn as he hugged her. “I don’t care if that’s what the anon commands, I’m not going to treat you like my servant.”
“You might not have much of a choice with how I’m feeling, master.” Ugh if only it didn’t remind her of her time with Psycho Delic but the word always slipped out before she could stop it. She wanted to do whatever he wished. “I just feel like pleasing you and making you happy by doing what you command. It’s really strange.”
He was holding her tight but she still tried to break away from his arms to get a move on and go seek out friends so she could swat them on the behind.
“We can’t go out like this but I want to…”
“… Does it make us even,” he asked shyly, “If I want to do that for you as well? Please you, make you happy, do what you wish?” He stroked her cheek tenderly. “I hope it does.”
He considered that for a moment. Truth to tell, he wanted to go out too – he had a feeling that if he ignored his urges, they’d only get worse, and might become uncontrollable. “Well, m-maybe we can go out? It’s nearly Halloween, I doubt anyone will take notice. And if we can’t handle it, we can come back.” He bent down – a long ways – and nudged his forehead against hers. “Okay?”
Jack Maple 