This choice: Ginny, she's the most submissive and malleable (pun not intended). • Go Back...Chapter #5Ginny, she's the most submissive and mallea... by: Unknown Your thoughts eventually landed on timid little Ginny for your entertainment. You weren't in the mood for suppressing someone rough like June or Maria, and of course being unable to make skin to skin contact with a Felicia sort of kicked her out of the window of opportunity right away, so Ginny won by default. Her soft demeanor allowed you to keep total control of her, and that's what you wanted right now. Total control of someone.
You slowly glided down the hallways, making your way to the girl's room on the other side of the corner. All of the girl's rooms were concentrated into one corner of the third lowest floor, opposite the boy's corner. As you passed down the nearly empty halls something caught your eye, something moving in the floor vent.
The tar on your back shot out and latched onto the wall behind you, anchoring you and pulling you out of the way as those hours in combat training kicked in. Felicia scrambled from the vent, still hoping to catch you and steal your power. You were stunned, the girl was almost never this cavalier with you knowing that once you got your strength back she'd be in for a world of hurt. Whatever, everyone makes mistakes. This is one of hers. As Felicia got to her feet and began sprinting at you you unlatched from the wall and quickly pulled yourself up to the ceiling with tendrils of tar, the smaller girl slamming into the wall where you had been standing just a moment ago. Before she could turn around you dropped yourself from the ceiling behind her and launched more of your viscous goo at her from your fingertips... you know what you meant. The tar landed on her hands and bolted them to the walls, spread out at shoulder length from one another. Desperate, Felicia kicked out, trying and catch you with a lucky hit, but to no avail. Globs of tar latched to her feet and cemented them to the ground spread out, as though she was a criminal awaiting a pat down. Felicia cursed as she realized how screwed she was.
"Bad move my dear, a bad move indeed!" You coo, your tar shielded hand slapping her on the ass hard. "You should consider yourself lucky, I'm not in the mood for you right now." You say chidingly. You are about to walk away when you decide to punish her a bit more for her insolence. You may not be able to touch her skin, but someone else could! With your gloved hands you take hold of her tank top and rip it open from behind, pulling the rag off of her body and dropping it teasingly before her eyes. Next you slid her pants and panties down to her ankles, revealing her outstretched perfect peach. Lastly you pointed your index finger at her back and squirted a thin stream of tar onto it, forming a quasi temporary tattoo that read "FREE RIDES!" Satisfied with your handiwork you chirp "Well, maybe you shouldn't consider yourself TOO lucky!" before strolling down to Ginny's room. When you arrive you creak open the soft pink door, painted on her request, and peer in to see Ginny...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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