The Count of Monte CristoChapter 58 M Noirtier de Villefort
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Chapter Four [4.25]
I started taking the pills immediately. I hoped they would work because
my brain was starting to fry with sex.
Xanax works by clouding the brain. I took one immediately and one on the
way home. It seemed to work because when I got home, everything was
different.
I removed the butt plug and cleaned myself out. It had been getting
easier to remove and insert. Was I stretching my anus or was it just
mental?
When I had myself all fresh, I sat there for quite a while. I wasn't
thinking, just sitting there. I had Xanax brain. I was waterlogged,
slow thinking. I did realize that I hadn't been panting and searching
out Mr. Big or Mr. Happy for that after work orgasm. She waited
patiently, watching me, but I couldn't remember what to do next.
She was smiling. I didn't know what to do, but didn't care. I guess I
was out of it.
"You're taking a tranquilizer, aren't you?"
I nodded. I wasn't capable of deceit.
"Hmm. Since you're into pills, keep taking them. If it makes it easier,
go for it."
"Of course, that really isn't in the spirit of the bet. In the bet you
were getting a huge reward for a month of sacrifice. I was trying to get
you to experience walking in my shoes. Feeling what I feel. Thinking
the way I think."
"So, you've found a loop hole. I'm not a lawyer nor do I have a lot of
respect for them. I don't like loop holes and honey, if the bet was to
find a loop hole, you won."
She went on. "But, if I doped myself up each day to deal with my sexual
urges, I wouldn't be able to function."
She crossed her arms. "Let's renegotiate that loop hole out of the bet.
You will win the fifteen thousand dollars, but you cheated. How about an
honest bet of say twenty thousand on top of the fifteen you just cheated
me out of."
I asked her what she had in mind?
"We wind the clock back to 28 days. We start again. Same butt plugs,
same dildos. You are playing for twenty-five thousand dollars. You can
take any pill you want, but for every pill you take, you take one I give
you."
I ask her what pill?
"Estrogen. You take two Xanax, you take two estrogen. Three for three.
Okay?"
Twenty-five grand was making me greedy. With the check for fifteen and
my savings, I had my apartment in Brooklyn. With forty thousand, wow.
I nodded. "Twenty eight days?" I didn't see a problem cropping up. I
could do it.
I went to bed that night using a third Xanax. I didn't need the rubber
dicks or her either. It was my first rebellious act.
I never thought about how she had the pills there in the morning, but now
I had Xanax, white pills, in my right pocket. In my left pocket,
Estrogen, purple pills.
I agreed to take her purple pill every time I took a Xanax. As a good
sport and a worthy adversary, she wrote the check for twenty-five grand,
post dated it twenty eight days in the future, then handed it over.
Six days later, Margie is standing in front of me. "How about my office
in fifteen minutes?"
I finish up rebooting the computer I was working on and head down to the
fourth floor. I walk into her office and she smiles at me. "I like your
outfit."
I was wearing black leggings, black ballet flats, a black tee, and a
white tunic. My hair was down but curled under with a cute white
headband. "Really, you don't think it's too much?"
"No, it's fine for IT repairs in the office. Pants would be better."
"Okay, pants it is."
"How's the contest going? I noticed you're not picking out your own
clothes."
"She is. But, it's okay. She has good taste."
"How many Xanax are you taking?"
"I shrugged. I lose track. But, it's okay as long as I take one of
these each time." I held out some purple pills.
"Whoa. What are they?"
"Estrogen."
"What's the recommended dosage?"
"One a day? I really don't know."
"Well, how many Xanax do you take each day?"
"Uh, maybe three, four. No more than five."
"So you might be taking five doses of estrogen each day?"
"Maybe, but not likely. More like three of each."
"And how is the sex life with Sarah?"
I grinned. "What sex life? It's almost to the point of where we are two
people simply sharing a house."
"Why do you stay?"
"Money."
"The bet?"
"Yep. It's twenty-five grand now. We changed the agreement."
"Okay. Explain it to me. You get money. What does Sarah get?"
"Power, control, dominance. But, she didn't win the fifteen thousand
dollar bet. I won that using my brain." I told her about the Xanax and
how it gave me back control.
"The Xanax that I gave you. So you now owe me."
I smiled. Margie Dixon, or as I nicknamed her, Maggie, and I had an
affair when I first got hired. We've stayed good friends. "Whatever
you'd like."
"Okay, I want to see the damage. I want to see what six straight days of
overdosing on estrogen and Xanax have done to your body. I can see what
it's done to your brain. Strip, here, now."
I stripped down to panties and a bra.
"All of it."
I stood there naked in front of her. The first thing she did was dig out
my cock from back between my legs. She gently handled it trying, I'm
sure, to get it hard by stroking it between her thumb and forefinger. It
wasn't responding, just staying in it's cute little size.
Then she hefted my balls. "It's hard to believe how much everything has
shrunk in just a week. Those little pills must pack a lot of wallop."
I just grinned. I was proud that nothing worked. I was showing Sarah
who was the real boss. She wanted sex and now I could refuse her.
Next, she touched a nipple. I gasped. It was like a spark attached
directly to my groin and brain. As she rolled both nipples in her
fingers, I felt myself leaking out onto her floor. It felt so, so good.
"Don't stop," I moaned.
She told me to turn around and ran a flat palm along my butt. "Did you
notice how filled out your rear has become?"
I could barely speak. "What you can't see, won't hurt you."
"How about this?" She pressed in on the butt plug.
I shouted out and came all at once. I sprayed my legs and the floor.
"Clean it up and we'll talk later." She threw me a box of tissues and
left her office.
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