Nicola was worried about what was to come next. Gemma had just left James to his fate as her room mates toy. What had Gemma planed for her?
"As for you," Gemma said, looking her straight into the eyes: "first of all, I want you to talk nicely. That means, whatever you say, when I pull your string, it will not be insulting or inapropriate language, alright?", she seemed to wait for some affirmation, which of course would nit come. "Also, you will forget your name. You won't need it anymore. You will be called, whatever you currently are. So, right now, your name is doll." Gemma smiled. "I wonder, how this must feel, being so helpless. Actually, I command you to enjoy your helplessness. It will even give you some sexual kick, to be at my mercy. But at the same time, you will hate that it is me, who controlls you. Also, you will forget, that I gave you these commands. And even forget about the curse. You will do what I say, just because I say it." She laughs, causing doll to shiver on the inside.
Gemma put her down on her bed. "You know, why it feels so good to see you that way?", she asked, while slowly undressing. "Because you were allways so fuckin perfect and looking down on me. Always the darling of Mr Turner, always the one with the best results in her department... And god forbid, that someone might have insight into your strategys or your little tricks." Dressed in her night gown, Gemma returned to the bed and sat down next to the doll. "I think, it is tine to spill your secrets. I will ask you some things and you will answer me - politely... Oh! And call me your mistress."
Doll wanted to scream in Gemmas face. She was so outraged about her. Under no circumstances would she help that bitch! But then Gemma posed a question and pulled her string and she found herself answer correctly and hinestly in a sugar cutr voice. She even added a "I hope I was helpful, dear mistress.", and for some reason even got turned on a little by that. Gemma spent another 30 minutes, questioning her on her former job. Doll was exausted and hated that woman more, than she ever had hated anyone. And she wanted her to keep asking and let her helplessly answer whatever question she could. Doll was very confused.
Gemma seemed happy with her. She laughed happily as she turned off the light and even cudled up to doll. Then however, she grabbed doll, pushed her between her legs and started rubbing doll against her vulva. Doll was totally grossed out. All of Gemmas juices started to soak into her. She could hear, how her mistress started to breath heavily. It was the most disgusting feeling, to be abised this way, by this person. Suddenly Gemma pulled doll back and started to masturbate with her hand. Doll was pushed aside and fell out of the bed. Above her, she could hear Gemma moan. Her hatred for the mistress was beyond measure and she felt glad, it was over, yet somehow she really longed for being picked up and rubbed against Gemmas vulva again. Hab she been able to, she would have screamed for her to do it again...