Wendy bumped into her friend the next morning and noticed her glumness. "Hey, Madelynn, is everything alright?"
"Morning, Wendy!" replied Madelynn, who quickly put up a cheerful face. "Everything's fine. It's just that I've a lot homework lately."
"Don't force yourself too hard, Madelynn."
"I'll be fine, Wendy. Don't worry."
She didn't want anyone, especially Wendy to know about the blackmail so she had to act like her normal self as much as possible. But it was difficult to maintain that act constantly. Aside from the blackmail, she now had another problem: the sudden feelings of arousal. It never happened to her like this before until recently. She had to hold on to the temptation to get herself off until she had the opportunity to do so at the end of class. Rushing to the restroom after second period, Madelynn quickly entered a stall to masturbate privately. The need was so strong that she placed her fingers into her pussy before her jeans were properly loosened. She emitted a loud gasp when her fingers made the first plunge into her wet hole.
She didn't know what was going on with her body, only that she needed to quench that desire immediately. Memories of what Elena did to her last night flashed in her mind as she moved her fingers in an out. In those mental images she saw Elena's glossy blue lips moving close to her own and then kissing her deeply. It was a very vivid memory. Feelings of Elena licking her pussy came rushing back to her. Remembering the touch and feel of the goth girl's skin made her tingle down there. Madelynn was unable to control those sexual thoughts.
After she orgasmed, Madelynn's mind began working again. If her hypothesis about Elena and Sarah was correct, then Wendy might be in a similar situation as herself, but there's no way she could ask her friend. Last night, after dropping her off at her home, Elena had given her a stern warning not to tell or even give hints to anyone, especially Wendy, about the blackmail or else there would be consequences. For now, Madelynn could only go along with it, but still she needed to find a way to somehow suppress these frequent, unwanted urges that seem to pop out of nowhere.
Like her friend Madelynn, Wendy had similar problems with sudden horniness and wild sexual imagination. It had grew from a barely noticeable phenomenon to frequently occurring incidents. The problem seemed to have worsened to more she got into the Sarah's training. Regardless, she still didn't have doubts about Sarah's intentions.
If Wendy wasn't careful, her initially pristine thoughts would drift to imagining her attractive female classmates in sexual situations whenever her eyes linger on them for a bit too long or whenever she thought of them for any reason. It became an annoyance, at least in the rational, conscious part of her mind. Uncontrollably and subconsciously, her now more easily aroused body took exception to Wendy's rational thinking. Throughout the school day, the two antipodes within her mind were frequently engaged in a tug-of-war.
Several weeks ago, Wendy wouldn't have given any thought about the girls in her classes and those she passed by in the hallways. However, now it felt like a different world in her eyes. At the beginning of her training, Wendy had to put effort into noticing girls and appraising them, but as time passed the effort required became less and less. Now it seemed almost effortless for Wendy to notice the physical attributes of any girl she passed by. Just this morning, Wendy would found herself staring subconsciously at the asses and the bodily curves of the girls that were in front of her. Very brief imaginations of touching their sexy bodies would cross her mind, and she quickly suppressed them as soon as they appeared suddenly in her mind. The worse was when she found herself looking at her friend in that way, and Wendy quickly chastised herself for thinking about her friend like that again.
During her English class at first period, out of the blue, flashbacks of the video she had watched last night appeared in her mind. Despite her strenuous mental efforts, those unwanted thoughts wouldn't go away. At first those thoughts were hazy images, but they quickly became very vivid. Brief, fleeting images of various parts of the body appeared in the beginning: eyes, succulent lips, legs, arms, thighs, breasts, and ass. Each new image gave Wendy an unexpected pulse of arousal. The partial images of the beautiful female form then gave way to the picture of Alice and Samantha in a tight embrace while kissing each other passionately. They were standing on their knees on top of a large white satin sheet that undulated beneath them, making it appeared as if they were they were floating in mid air. Wendy felt an unexpected urge to be close to the two girls and join in on the action. The scene in her mind that she saw then changed to the image of Samantha's beautiful face. Her lips were slightly parted and it appeared as if Samantha was about to kiss her. Before the imaginary Samantha got the chance, Wendy snapped back to reality. The Sapphic imagery abated, at least for now. Wendy realized that her body temperature was increasing. She hoped that no one would notice that she was in sexual heat.
In her math class, Wendy found herself unconsciously looking at Lauren too. Just like with the other girls, her eyes traced Lauren's sexy curves and focused on the well-endowed parts of her body. Somehow, Lauren noticed or at least appeared to notice that Wendy was looking at her and gave her a wink in response. That snapped Wendy out of it.
She felt confused. "Why am I looking at Lauren in that way too? Isn't she my love rival?"
It was even more problematic in her physical education class, especially in the girls' locker room. Even though Wendy kept her eyes to herself most of the time, she found it hard to not imagine being intimately close to the girls and touching them sexually. When she passed by the girls who weren't yet done with changing, she would unknowingly catch glimpses of them in their partially undressed states, noticing their physical forms and the various styles and colors of bras and panties that they were dressed in.
Throughout the daily ordeals, Wendy kept saying to herself in her mind that she doesn't like girls in that way in order to reassert her heterosexuality. She had to put some effort into making herself noticing guys in general. However, her feelings of attraction towards Daniel remained the same: it remained effortless.
When Wendy met up with Sarah again after school, she asked Sarah why she was having these kinds of thoughts and feelings, which was almost always coupled with sudden unexpected arousal. At first she thought it was just the side effect of her training and Sarah previously had given that explanation too, but to have them occur so often made her felt very worried about herself.
"Sarah, why am I thinking about girls so often?"
"Wendy, I've told you before; it's part of your training."
"But it's becoming a problem for me. I'm having those thoughts very frequently, and many times when I look at a girl, I have those feelings."
"Just hang on a little longer, Wendy. It's only temporary. Once we are done with your training, those thoughts and feelings will go away."
"Really?"
"Yes, unless of course you like really girls."
"No, I'm... I definitely like only guys."
"Of course. I was just kidding, Wendy!" Sarah giggled.
For some reason, Wendy felt relieved to hear Sarah repeat what she had said many days before. Wendy thought, "Yes, it's only part of the training. There's no good reason for me to feel so worried. I'm still a straight girl and I'll always be."
With that settled, at least for the time being, Wendy told Sarah that she recently overheard people talking about her and Sarah being lesbians. It seemed to have stemmed from some of the students seeing them kissing at some point.
"I don't know when and how they saw us kissing, but somehow they did. I'm afraid that it'll fuel the rumor that we're actual lesbians."
Sarah wasn't fazed and simply brushed the rumors off. "They're just jealous, spiteful people. Just ignore them and the rumors. Don't worry, nothing bad will happen. Trust me."
Wendy felt relieved again.
"Anyway, is Daniel still talking to you?"
"Yes, but it's irregular. I tried talking to him, but Lauren would somehow always find an excuse to interrupt."
"Don't fret, Wendy. Giving a guy too much attention can be counterproductive. Don't badger Daniel, but be a tease instead. Make him come to you. Be the forbidden fruit."
"That does make sense. Maybe I should be a little bit more aloof."
"Wendy, let's not idle here any longer. We can talk more once we get to my house."
"Okay, Sarah," said Wendy as she got into the passenger side of Sarah's sleek sports car.
Once they arrived at Sarah's house, Wendy expected the usual refreshment, but she was in for a slight surprise this time. Instead of the usual fruit drink, Sarah gave Wendy something else: candy.
Wendy examined the minute details of candy and noticed the multitude of pink, red, and white swirls. "It looks kind of exotic."
"Yes, it's a special soft candy custom-made by for me by an excellent confectioner."
Once Wendy unwrapped the clear wrapper from the piece candy and popped it in her mouth, she almost immediately began noticing its strange, but wonderful taste. Delicious liquid squirt into her mouth once she broke through the soft exterior shell of the candy. It was great, exotic candy indeed. She had never tasted such wonderful candy before and appreciated the fact Sarah was willing to share such a wonderful confection to her.
"So, how is it?"
"It tastes wonderful!"
"Then try some more if you want."
Unable to resist, Wendy ate another piece and then another, but stopped after the third one.
As usual, Sarah took Wendy to her room. It wasn't the only place Wendy's lesson will take place, though. The second, more active part will happen in the another room.
"We're going to try pussy licking again, Wendy."
Wendy's eyes widened in shock. "I don't think I could do it..."
"Don't worry, we're just going to talk about it, not actually do it."
Wendy didn't remember what she did after downing the potent drink from Sarah several days ago, or more accurately she hadn't thought about the possibility of a memory blackout. She thought that kissing Sarah's crotch through her panties was the farthest she had went. Vague images of her licking Sarah's pussy would sometimes flow into her thoughts, but she just assumed that it was just her imagination gone wild and not an actual event. According to Sarah, it could also have been a dream because she had doze off on the sofa that day. Whatever Wendy actually thought didn't matter to Sarah. All she was interested in is turning Wendy into a devout pussy licker.
Sarah had already realized that she was basically back at square one in making Wendy tolerate having oral sex with females. She needed to put more emphasis training Wendy to make her mentally accept the act licking another girl's pussy or engage more intimate Sapphic acts for that matter. For a currently straight girl like Wendy, it's understandable that such an act would be repulsive, so Sarah decided that a slower pace of inhibition erosion for these kinds of acts would be required. Therefore, repeated training will more likely prevent Wendy's old psyche from resurfacing to counteract and rebel against the thoughts and personality that Sarah was trying to implant in Wendy's mind.
