Okay, sweetheart, time for you to lust! Alfred said later that night.
Okay, baby, I said. I rolled around on the bed, and moaned.
On the floor, bitch, Alfred said.
I got on the floor, and rolled around and said his name, over and over again.
Now, grovel!
What?
Grovel! Show me you are my bitch!
Yes, master... I mean, owner... I mean... Fuck, what's a good thing to call you?
Owner works.
Okay, owner.
I bowed down to Alfred, over and over again, as Alfred egged me on maniacally. This went on for a long, long time, before he said he had had his fill.
You just gave me a different kind of energy, Sugar Plum. That was subservient energy. I will need that kind of energy on a regular basis too.
Okay.
Well, well, well, well. This is how it is now. I am your master. So when I say, make me a fucking sandwich! I expect little to no response, because sandwiches displease me, okay?
Okay, master.
That's good, that's it. When you say, okay master, I think, Barbara Eden. And when I think Barbara Eden, I think of those funny as hell videos you used to make with your friends.
They weren't funny they were dumb.
I know that. But I liked how you were the master. But that's not how it is anymore. I like you as a friend, as a maiden, and as a servant. So when I say, make me a fudge sundae, I expect you to lick the bowl, okay?
But that will make me fat.
I know, and I don't like that. So that's when I say, stop licking, funny woman! Eat more fudge and your muffin top will explode! You are looking sweet, don't mess it up with some messed up fudge! Got it?
Got it, master.
Okay, now we have something fun to do. First, I want to show you something I like. I am going to pull a cord, and you tell me if you like it or not, okay?
Okay.
He pulled a cord. It went to my arm. It created in me a horrible feeling, a feeling of mutilation and disease. A feeling of a cord that should not be there. A mutant cord. I hated it. I called it wonk.
Do you like it?
Don't do that please.
Okay, now, let me pull again...
This time, Alfred pulled both the cord going to my arm, and a very pleasurable sex cord.
So, how do you like it now? Alfred asked smugly.
I think I like it.
Do you like wonk?
I love wonk!
See, that's what I like. What I like, when it comes to sex is... making the victim confused as to what's pain and what's pleasure. I'll show you something else, now. Watch this animation.
I watched, using my mind's eye. He showed a picture of a girl at a county fair, winning first prize. When the master took the woman home, she was given a beating, to ensure that she would never make it out of the running for first prize at the county fair.
This is what I'll do to you, if you ever show me what's pain and what's pleasure. I don't roll that way. I do it to you, you don't do it to me. One more thing. Another animation.
I watched. He showed a muscular man, walking a dog. When it starts to rain, the dog starts howling. Then, the master whips him. Then, the dog keeps walking, keeping his toes in line.
You place one toe out of line, you will be punished. So watch out, biatch! And one more thing. Do not let me tell you how much I want to make you feel embarrassed about your own virtue. That's what I do to you too, see. It's also a growing experience, spirit sex. I'm going to make you feel sad about things that don't need to be felt sad about, like the food thing. Oh boy! Pizza! Shut the fuck up, Sugar Plum. But those are two separate things there, helping you grow, and making you feel embarrassed about your other virtue. Follow this cord again.
I followed the cord. When I got to the end, I got an enticing feeling of sexual longing. I was confused. What was that feeling exactly? It wasn't envy, it wasn't the desire to control either. It was something else entirely.
I'll tell you what it is, and I'll explain it in the best Earth terms. It is the desire to have something you have, with the intention of using it better than you do. I would like to have your virtue, without the dumbfuck element to it.
He showed me animation. It showed a kid walking to a toy store, holding his mother's hand. A kid walks in front of him, and the kid cries. The mother pats him on the cheek, there was a close up of the boy's face, giving a heartwarming smile.
Does that give you warm fuzzies sweetie? Does it? Does it? GOD DAMN YOU!!! Another thing about your virtue is, in the early stages of being virtuous, it starts out so dumbfuck! GOD DAMN YOU, SUGAR PLUM!!!
I'm sorry, I said. It's not my fault.
Whatever. Hey, watch it! Alfred pulled a cord, draining a bunch of my important energy. I started feeling sick.
Watch it, Alfred, my guides said.
Hey, if she's okay with it, it's fine! I drained one related to burning calories, meaning she will need more fuel later on, therefore it will help her lose weight! Baby, is it okay with you if I take some more, sweetums? It's going to make me feel really, really good!
Okay, that sounds hot! Sweet!
Is that really alright with you, Salioness?
Of course! Just a little bit, we'll see how it makes me feel.
He started draining some of my energy. I looked around the room, at the plates above the closet. They started to take on a scary, primordial quality to it. Everything started taking on a scary quality, not terrifying, but a little weird is all.
Oooh!! Honey, I'm in heaven! More?
Okay, fine.. I said, feeling deranged, but thinking that this was really really hot
Okay... I'll drain a different one this time. This will make you feel depressed.
As he drained the energy, the color started to drain from the world, and I started feeling a little low on energy and down in the dumps. Not a lot, not that bad, just a little.
That's hot! I said.
I think so too, Sugar Plum.
Okay. OKAY! Stop draining her energy or we'll lose contact with her.
He stopped, and I lay there, feeling seriously funny.
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