Mason screams out. The darkness fighting to remain but being pushed away, forced back in the depths of who he is by Jareth’s touch. The darkness can’t stand touch, love, being needed, loved. So the more Jareth touches him and lets him feel his love, the more it is being forced to let go of the hold it has on Mason. “I..I..want..you..my..love! I want you! I want this! I want you to keep going!” He screams, the pain of the darkness fighting to remain clear. “I want my love, my baby, to keep going!”
She didn’t realize it at first, but Harmony wasn’t just squirming to try and get away. She was squirming to try and stimulate her clit. Her hips were grinding her body into the chair, trying to make contact somehow with her clit, even though it was impossible. The more she tried, the more aroused and frustrated she became. Her nipples were rock hard from his teasing, and still she wanted. She wanted him to touch her. The toy, the injections, had done their job. Now she wanted to feel his fingers, his mouth, touching them. “Getting..what I deserve? Is that..what you think? This is torture. This is a sick man..torturing me..for fun. You’ve got ..you’re whore in the next room..and your husband. Why do this to me? To make me pay? No. You’re a sick man Kaden, who enjoys..seeing women like this..fighting..in sexual situations. Admit it.”
Alex was looking periodically at her phone. She couldn’t stop working. Even when she wasn’t, when she was listening to Atoshi, she still was thinking about the various things she had to do. Meetings, things that needed to be approved, sales, advertising, it never stopped for her. It was her downfall as she finally looked at Atoshi and realized where she was. “Excuse me? Distracted yes, but dumb? And what the hell do you mean, ‘do as I’m told,’ ? Is this some kind of joke? It’s not funny.” She looked at him, still not able to shake the feeling that she had met him somewhere before. “Who are you?”