Chapter 3, Later That Day
My name is Alison and for the past three months I have been enjoying some incredible experiences. There is a power living in me, nesting in me, which needs to be satisfied. Sometimes it's in control and I don't have full free-will. Sometimes it just gives me direction, and when that happens, its will takes precedence over my own. And sometimes there are things that need to be done. But overall, my life has changed completely, and changed for the better. It began on one totally ordinary Monday morning as I was going to work. I made contact - was touched - by a perfect stranger and for a while lost all power of control and reason. I would be lying to say it was unpleasant; in fact it was a wonderfully pleasurable experience. It took me to a local hotel room where I was met by a woman named Kala who began to introduce me to my new life. Probably the most exciting part of that first day was learning just what I could do with my new found abilities ...
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Alison opened her eyes in a mild panic as she heard the knock on the door. She turned as Kala leaned out of the corner from the bathroom, brushing her long blonde hair. "Ahhh, I had forgotten, I think this will be our maid looking to make up the room. Shall we let her in?" she said. She slipped into the hotel bathrobe and walked across the room to the door. Alison looked very nervous and tried to cover herself moving deeper under the sheets.
Kala opened the door a crack, "Yes, can I help you," she said.
Alison heard the maid apologize and offer to return later. Kala ignored the apology quickly interjecting, "No problem my dear, please come in. We don't mind, do we Alison?" and with that she stepped back and opened the door wider. The maid stepped in to the room and Alison looked at her. The girl had an Asian look to her. She was short, about five three, trim looking, probably around 120 pounds. She looked to be in her early twenties, with nice looking lean muscular arms and with short black hair. There was an innocent clean-cut look to her face. She was wearing the standard issue hotel uniform, a white blouse buttoned down the front, neat uniform skirt finishing knee-length with what looked like dark tights and sensible flat shoes. Before this morning Alison had never been with a woman before but after spending the morning with Kala she felt that her tastes had broadened. She looked at the maid her eyes flickering over the girl's breasts wondering what she would look like naked without that blouse.
"Oh, I am sorry," the girl said, "I should come back later," and she turned to leave.
"No, no, no," Kala repeated and reached out her left hand to touch the girl's arm. It was a gentle very unthreatening touch but as Alison knew from her own experiences, it would be enough. The maid stopped in her tracks and paused. Alison watched her from the bed and waited. The girl turned to Kala and opened her mouth to start to speak, then stopped. She looked giddy, like she was about to stumble, and Alison watched her twitch, and then try to subtly squeeze her legs together. Both women noticed the movement. Smiling knowingly Kala asked, "Are you OK my dear?" The maid looked around - confused - and Kala saw her name badge, "Zoe, let me help you, you look unwell," and she touched her cheek, watching the girl's reaction. Zoe's eyes closed as she felt Kala's touch and the maid sighed. "Come here Alison," Kala said, "I think it's time you met Zoe."
Alison slipped out from beneath the sheets and slowly moved across the room. She was still naked from earlier with Kala and felt a little self-conscious in front of the two women. "Don't be embarrassed Alison, Zoe won't mind your state of undress," said Kala smiling. The maid turned, looking at Alison, her expression a little unfocussed. She looked breathless, like she was having trouble concentrating. Kala looked at Alison over the girl's shoulder, "It's time to flex your new found abilities my love. Look at Zoe in front of you and think about her lovely she is. Think about how she'd look without those clothes on, and what you both could do. Think about it. Let it build inside you slowly. Concentrate those thoughts." Kala watched Alison think about the words and she noticed her looking at Zoe, her eyes moving slowly down the girl's body, the curve of her breasts under the blouse, her tight stomach, and her legs under the plain skirt. "Now reach out and take Zoe's hand. She won't mind. Take her hand and try and push those thoughts into her."
Alison did what Kala said. She reached forward and held the girl's hand. Zoe did not resist, she just watched Alison take her hand. A few seconds later Kala saw Alison squeeze that hand gently and the girl take a deep breath. Kala smiled to herself.
"Not bad Alison, a very good first try. But try again. Think about what Zoe would look like naked, how you could play together, how Zoe would taste. Think about it, concentrate it in your finger tips and squeeze her hand again."
Alison looked at the young Asian girl in front of her. She looked at the name tag clipped over her right breast and watched it moving as the girl breathed in and out. The blouse fitted neatly hugging her breasts and as the girl breathed she watched the fabric move. Her exposed neck looked tanned, the skin smooth and brown. The girl did look delicious. Alison squeezed her hand again. This time Zoe gasped and her hand jerked away from Alison's. She held her head in both her hands and staggered slightly; Kala stepped forward supporting the girl; holding her from behind, Zoe leaning back into Kala's arms. Kala was still wearing her bathrobe and the soft white fabric seemed to enclose Zoe who looked disoriented and a little dazed.
"My god, have I hurt her?" said Alison.
