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Hey y'all, new name for Sushi Radical, but the story goes on the same...
anyway, on with the show... By the way, after this one, I'm kind of
running short on ideas as to where this should go, so if anyone wants to
make any requests or suggestions, let me know! Love y'all!
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...And Justice for All ...Part Four
By Apple
Beccy lay, her small hands working feverishly at her sex, trying to push
herself over the edge to orgasm. Her hands ached, her body was sore, but
still she tried. She had been trying for what seemed an eternity, but it
wasn't working. She knew the problem. Like any addict, she was growing
jaded, getting used to the situations her captor and lover forced her
into. Much as it still sent delightful shivers through her when she
blushed with humiliation, she was getting used to the torment, and
couldn't reach the same highs she had just a few days before. The worst
part was knowing that it could be so much better (a small voice inside
her told her that she meant 'worse', but she ignored it). It was all
because Alice limited herself, couldn't accept her powers, couldn't
fight the basic guilt within herself. And then Beccy had an idea.
***
Alice came slowly to life, drifting in the half-alertness that comes
before waking. The events of the last few days rolled through her mind,
making her squeeze her thighs tightly together, painfully aware of the
wrongness of what she had done, but deeply aroused all the same. This
had been the pattern of the last week, her conscience fighting against
her arousal. There was no denying it any more, she was doing some deeply
wrong things, acting with no thought to anyone except herself. And much
as she loved it, she just couldn't go any further. The last few times,
the things she had made Beccy do, she hadn't even really enjoyed, she
had always thought of herself as a fair person, and what she had been
doing was definitely beyond justice of any sort... She groaned and
rolled over, the moisture between her legs clearly showing the view of
her subconscious mind, and drifted back into sleep.
***
It had taken a while. But thankfully, Alice had never been too concerned
about security. Before this had happened, all that had been n the aging
computer had been some bad poetry, and the girl had obviously been too
excited recently to think about the implications of what she now had.
She had ignored the voice telling her that this was her chance for
freedom, her mind occupied only with recapturing the dizzy highs of a
few days earlier. So she typed as the bigger girl slumbered, trying to
free her captor from her self-imposed prison. She typed quickly, in
constant terror of what would happen if the other girl woke. With her
'adjustments' completed, she paused. The mouse pointer hovering above
the 'confirm' icon, she couldn't bring herself to do it. Her addict's
need warred with her submissive nature as she thought about the
differences she was about to make. It was totally against everything
that she held dear to make these changes, for her to assume this utter
power for even a second was terrifying, but the thought of what would
follow was motivation enough. She closed her eyes, one hand smashing
into her body as the other pressed the one small button that would
change everything. She didn't know what to expect, but the small 'blip'
that rewarded her was definitely anti-climactic. She opened her eyes,
and was stunned by the small box asking her to 'confirm these changes'.
All her doubts came flooding back, the simple words seeming almost
prophetic as it dawned on her that to press the button would change
everything. Ross would be gone. For good. The world would change
utterly, just for one submissive girl's benefit. For an eternity, she
sat at the controls, knowing that what she was about to do was unnatural
and wrong. But she needed it. It dawned on her that there was no real
choice, just a matter of time. She pushed back from the computer,
crawling to the head of the bed, leaning to whisper in the other girl's
ear a few last words.
***
"I'm sorry. I love you."
Alice groaned, the words bringing her out of her latest dream, her eyes
slowly winning the struggle to open. And then they snapped open, taking
in everything. Beccy leaning close to her, the computer screen
displaying a slowly rotating image that her tired mind realised was...
her. As slowly as the shifting of glaciers, she put together the pieces
of the puzzle. The bitch was going to reverse their positions. All the
power, the control, was going to slip from her fingers because she had
been too busy to put a simple password on her computer. She roared her
resentment as Beccy jumped in suprise, managing to change it into a leap
towards the computer desk, scrabbling for the single click that would
seal Alice's doom. Even as her mind spawned a thousand images of what
Ross' revenge would do to her, she was diving, managing to wrap a hand
around the retreating girl's ankle.
***
He knew what it would mean. As the horribly high-pitched squeal escaped
his lips, as her hand caught his foot, (you sound like a girl, his mind
still told him), he knew. He wanted to pull his hand back, so much, he
wished she was strong enough to pull him back, to stop him making the
decision he had already made. But it was too little, far too late as he
fell, head slamming into the side of the desk, another tiny 'blip'
drowning out any other sound as blackness claimed him, his slim arm
falling across his face as he slipped into unconsciousness.
***
And she screamed. Her power torn away from her, she screamed, knowing
utter futility as the smaller girl's hand reached just far enough to
land on the mouse, managing to press the one button that she shouldn't,
that it was so unfair for her to reach. A traitor part of her mind
decided that this was justice, that this was what she deserved, even as
the click ended everything.
'Blip'.
And she snapped upright, hands clawing forwards in a belated effort to
fight the force unleashed on her. Her head whipped back, hair lashing
against the wall behind her, her back arching with the power of the
change, before she slumped forwards, lying prone on the bed.
***
The black was a kind place. No guilt, no fear, no feeling of any sort.
But as soon as she knew what the blackness was, she had separated
herself from it, and the more she tried to claw her way back to it, the
more she came back to herself. A body. A working body. Her body. And as
she opened her eyes, curses and blasphemy rolling from her mouth, it
occured to her that she had indeed committed the ultimate blasphemy. She
had made a god. Looking into the smile of this ordinary girl in front of
her, she realised what she had set free. A goddess, bent on revenge. One
without guilt, without mercy. Her own fantasy, a goddess whose only
purpose was to torment her.
***
No guilt. No fear. No worrying about what tomorrow might bring. And in
that instant, Alice knew that what Beccy had given her was a power than
anything the program could give her. Beccy had freed her. She stood, a
thousand feet tall, knowing no limits, nothing that could stop her. Only
the smallest thread held her down. A debt. As she turned to inspect the
one boundary of herself, she knew what it was. The price that had to be
paid for becoming what she was to be. The creature cowering at the feet
of her physical body wanted only one thing. Only one emotion could make
the lesser being happy. And she gladly extended her power to make the
being happy.
***
I know, I know... Have some patience, OK?
Love y'all!
Apple
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