Jacob woke up on an unfamiliar couch. As he rubbed his eyes and looked around, Daniel came walking through the living room, completely naked.
Again Jacob's days in the swim team made him a decent judge of penis size, even though he didn't swing that way, and Daniel was a larger than normal fellow. He was lean and muscular and even had six pack abs that were well defined below well-toned pecs.
"Hey cutie. You were quite a hit last night."
"What happened? How did I wind up here?"
"Probably the boss's device is causing you to pass out after you blow your load. It is pretty taxing on your body to have that thing pumping you full of horn-dog hormones."
"What?"
"Yeah, that thing gets you all riled up and ready to fuck and then when you finally shoot your load, the relief on your brain is so overpowering you just pass out. It happens the first couple of times but you will get used to it. One thing that won't go away though, sex will be all you can think about. The boss loves making little zombies out of his pets, but at the same time he won't let you do anything illegal."
"I have had plenty of control." Jacob said.
"Last night they put you in a box with your dick hanging out. Were you in control then?"
Jacob looked at the ground for the first time. It was then that he realized he was still naked. He quickly through a pillow over himself.
"Oh please honey, I've been admiring you all morning. Covering up now doesn't do any good."
Jacob rolled his eyes and kept the pillow covering himself.
"What do you know about this device and what it does to me?"
"Oh, a lot more than you would think." Daniel said turning his back to Jacob. A star-shaped scar sat on his shoulder and another one was on his lower back. "I can't tell you too much right now, just know that you need to stick to his original plan for you."
"What do you mean?"
"Going to the society is considered a bail out. It isn't as bad as if you jerked off, but it is still not his original plan for you."
"What do you mean 'the society'?"
"Where you were last night, it is a group of people that call themselves 'the society'. They consider themselves troubled people, they meet in a big group every other day to watch sexual acts take place on stage."
"What about themselves do they consider troubled?"
"Their insatiable appetite for sex. They are addicted to the meetings themselves. They show up every meeting begging to see lewd acts of sex and masturbation so that they themselves can get off. They do it all around each other and in plain sight. Then eventually they can't make love in the way that actually society would consider normal. They have to have someone watching in order to get off. They have to have sex all around them just to become aroused. And now you are their newest prize. They have seen you. And they will be looking for you."
"What do you mean?"
"I wouldn't worry too much. Heather is doing her best to protect you. She worked it out with the boss to where they won't see your face. But if they did they would look for you in everyday life."
"And what would they want to do when they found me?"
"Probably the same thing Miss Molly did to you. And something tells me, this lifestyle isn't exactly what you prefer."
Jacob looked down at his feet again. Daniel had hit home that time. He thought back to Heather touching him and the people the night before putting hands on his most intimate parts. He had craved it in a way he never had before.
Even Clair had caused him some reservation and regret after they had been intimate. Right before the devices had been put on him he had been thinking of a life of monogamy. Now it seemed as though he was being artificially driven towards polygamy, and he was finding himself loving it.
"For now, I suggest you focus on completing your mission. You want the devices off, do what it is you were told to do. The Boss has more clients than just the ones at the society.
Chances are someone wants to see you do some very specific things. Getting your two day relief by going to the society will only get worse for you. The first time was kinda fun for me too. The second time, I got the relief I needed, but not as quickly or as pleasurably as I had hoped. I never got to see what happened if I had to go there a third time. I imagine it wouldn't have been pleasant."
Jacob looked at his watch. It was almost three in the afternoon. He had missed all of his classes. He got dressed and found he was at an apartment complex on the other side of town from the campus.
Daniel drove him back to his car after putting on clothes himself. Jacob thanked him and drove himself back home. He couldn't take his mind off of what Daniel had said. How twice now he had basically failed this person that had these devices installed on his body. Jacob couldn't help but get angry at the situation.
It would have been one thing if he had disappointed someone he cared about. But this was a person that had just decided they were going to make Jacob do some task that they wanted to see. He had failed someone that he wished he didn't have to care whether or not he disappointed them.
He thought about the marks on Daniel's back. He had the device on at one point too. Now he didn't anymore. What had he done to get it removed? Would pleasing this so-called boss really put an end to this high tech leash he had been hooked up to?
Jacob's phone rang.
"Hello."
"Hey." Alex's uncharacteristically quiet voice was on the other end of the phone.
"What's up? You sound kind of sad."
"Oh, I dunno. I just got a lot on my mind. Could I come over?"
"Sure."
15 minutes went by and there was a knock at Jacob's door. Jacob opened it and allowed her to walk past him. She headed straight for his bedroom. She was wearing her pajama bottoms that nearly fell off of her whenever she didn't hold them up. Her typical "4 sizes too big for her" T shirt was what she was wearing on top. As far as Jacob could tell she wasn't wearing a bra.
"Uh, is there something I could help you with?" Jacob said locking the door and following her.
When he got to the bedroom behind her she crawled into his bed and held her hands out to him.
"I just need my buddy that used to cuddle with me. Would you hold me?"
"What happened?"
"Girlfriend broke up with me."
"That was quick?"
"Yeah yeah, you are asking too many questions."
Jacob smiled down at her. He climbed into bed next to her and she pressed herself against him. After about 30 minutes of lying there Jacob realized that she was asleep. He had too much to think about to sleep himself and besides it was still early in the evening. The sun had not even gone down yet.
He lay there staring at the ceiling wondering what he was going to do about getting the devices off of him. Fortunately he had put his cell phone on the night stand next to his bed because he could hear it vibrate. He reached over without disturbing Alex and picked up the phone.
"She is a perfect match." The screen read. It was from Heather.
Jacob texted back.
"She is off limits."
"You don't understand how excited the boss is about this one. When he saw her his whole face lit up. She is beautiful. You two have chemistry. She is in your arms right now. What else could you want?"
"She isn't a one night stand. I care too much for her to do that."
"I don't think the boss is going to understand that. He has already said once he feels like you opted for getting a release from the society because he hasn't used the device to discipline you yet."
"Well I am not going to do anything to her so tell him to go ahead and zap me. It will electrify her too and then she will start asking questions. His whole cover will be blown."
"I know you think you are in a position to negotiate here but the device can be detonated remember?"
"So now you people are murderers and bullies?"
"I never said we were good people. And you wouldn't believe the money people will pay to see this stuff. Now protect your friend and yourself: fuck her, finger her, go down on her...hell touch her nipples for all I care, or things are going to get ugly."
"Do I need to do it right now? Can't I at least let her sleep?"
"I suggest you do it as soon as possible."
He would need to be tactical about this. He couldn't let her know anything was wrong but he needed to be somewhat direct at the same time. He decided he would be as direct as he possibly could be.
She was laying on top of his right arm with most of her front pressed against his side. This meant he couldn't use his right hand at all. Instead he crossed his left arm over his chest and let it come to rest on her hip. He slowly worked his left hand to where the bottom of her shirt was and slid it under the fabric.
His fingers traced over the fabric of her pajama bottoms until at last he could feel the bare skin of her hip. He then slowly slid his hand up her side letting his fingers slide over her skin, going especially slow as he reached her ribs. He brought his hand back, this time letting it slide across the side of her breast and then traced down her tummy to her belly button.
His finger swirled around her navel a couple times before he withdrew it from her beneath her shirt. She breathed in deeply as his hand returned back to the left side of his body and she sighed softly and continued to sleep.
His eyes had been closed the whole time he had touched her. When he opened them he found that she seemed to cuddle closer to him. He let his hand move back across his chest to her and this time as it disappeared beneath her shirt he let his fingers once again rest against her stomach. He let his thumb and pointer finger trace across the muscles in her stomach and back up to her side just above her hip.
He slowly stroked her skin in this area for a long time until he could tell her breathing seemed to become heavier. He had turned his head and was now watching her despite the small amount of light that was in the room. He couldn't tell but her eyes were open. Suddenly she spoke up.
"What are you doing Jacob Liefson?" she said out loud.
His hand rocketed back out from under her shirt.
