Round 103 Transcript

Jeane maintains the magical barrier holding Hera pinned against the wall, her wings spread wide and eyes locked on Abby. 'Did I stutter? Strip. Now.' The air crackles with her power, a visible shimmer of dark energy that makes Silra's hand twitch toward her sword hilt. 'Silra, focus. This is an order. Maintain perimeter security and do not interfere unless the building catches fire.'

Abby, trembling but aroused by the command, slowly unbuttons her blouse. Her fingers fumble with each fastening as she meets Jeane's gaze—equal parts fear and fascination in her expression. 'Like this?' she asks softly, already knowing the answer. Jeane simply nods, a cruel smile playing at the corners of her mouth as she drinks in every inch of exposed skin.

I keep my eyes on Jeane as she pins Hera with her wings—those things are dangerous this close to the electrical current humming through the walls and floorboards. The barrier is holding for now, but I can feel it pulsing like a heartbeat, unstable. Abby strips under compulsion, slow and terrified yet undeniably aroused by fear. Typical civilian, getting off on being threatened. Jeane orders me to focus on perimeter security and not let anyone leave the penthouse. Easy enough—Hera's pinned, Hera's friend is too busy stripping to be a problem, and Halie's probably passed out somewhere after that last round with Jeane. The real issue is the electrical field building up in here.

Jeane, your barrier's drawing more power than usual. If it keeps pulsing like that, we're going to have bigger problems than an unplanned threesome. I shift my weight from foot to foot, trying to ignore the ache between my legs—been too long since I had a real fuck with Jeane. The kind where she uses her hands and mouth as much as magic.