continued from "Digital Dominion: Glitch"
Phillip swatted at the strange little spider as it ran along the window seal. It avoided him with almost supernatural speed. Maybe there was something to this whole spider sense thing. A knock on his door room door pulled the boy's attention away. They never got visitors, especially not this late. Caleb must have forgotten his key again. He threw the door open and his jaw came crashing down.
Long, silky legs lead up into a formal gray skirt. Toned arms jutting from a formal top and tie that did little to hide her DD breasts held a small clipboard and pen. Long wavy red hair framed a sultry face complete with matching full lips. Stern glasses framed deep intense eyes.
"Uh..." was all Philip could think to say.
"Phillip Cussler?"
"Yes?"
"The school sent me to talk with you about Halloween."
"It's May."
"We just want to make sure you're coping. As well as possible, obviously."
"Coping? Nearly all of my friends are trapped as computer programs."
"Let's talk about that."
"It's late."
"It will only take a minute."
She leaned forward to give him a better view of her concealed breasts. At least, he thought she did. It was probably just wishful thinking. It worked all the same. He stepped aside and let her in. She closed the door and locked it. He gave her a quizzical look.
"I don't like being interrupted," she explained.
She looked around the small room.
"Which bed is yours?"
He nervously pointed to the one on the left. She sat down at the foot and patted next to her. He gulped. Was this sexy ass woman actually asking him to join her on his bed. Yeah, he was dreaming. That was the only explanation that made any sense. Knees shaking, he sat down. She gently laid her hand upon the nearest knee.
"It's alright," she said soothingly, "there's nothing to be so nervous about. I just want to talk."
He gulped again.
"Alright."
"Why weren't you with your friends on the hayride?"
Philip looked down at the floor, embarrassed.
"It's alright. You can tell me."
"I was sick. I spent most the night on the toilet."
"I see. That wasn't so bad now, was it? It's a fact. Nothing more. There's no reason to be embarrassed by it."
"Thank you."
"Do you get nervous like this a lot?"
Phillip nodded.
"How about I help you relax a little before we get started. Would you like that?"
He nodded again. She began unbuttoning her shirt.
"What...what are you doing?" Phillip stammered.
"Helping you relax."
"I don't...that...I'm not..."
"I saw your cute little eyes lock onto my tits as soon as I opened the door. Even covered they instinctively drew your eye."
"I..."
The shirt was halfway unbuttoned, but the woman kept it closed.
"Like I told you before it's just a fact. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Lots of boys like to look at a woman's breasts. Some even find them soothing. I bet you're one of them."
She finished unbuttoning but left the shirt closed.
"Just kick off your shoes and lay down on the bed for me."
"I..."
"Go on."
Maybe it was all the blood rushing from one head to the other, but Phillip felt compelled to listen to this strange beauty. He kicked off his shoes and laid his head on his pillow.
"That's my good boy."
He blushed. Phillip liked the sound of that. Especially in her sultry voice. She shrugged the shirt off with an experienced ease. As it fell onto the floor his already swollen dick rose nearly out of his pants. Her massive, creamy white breasts were threatening to rip the lacy white bra containing them apart. His eyes locked on just as she said.
"Do you feel relaxed yet?"
"Not really."
"Then you're not focusing hard enough. Here let me help."
She got on all fours and crawled up the shocked boy's now prone body.
"What... what are you doing?"
She stopped when her breasts were just inches from Phillip's face.
"Go ahead. Look. Just lay there and take them in."
He had no choice. Not at this angle. It wasn't like he exactly hated the idea. They were wonderful to look at. So large. So soft. So bouncy.
"That's right. That's my good boy."
He blushed at her praise.
"I've been reading up on you," she told him.
"You have?"
"Yep."
She moved a little so her breasts would sway over head. She noticed the strange little spider on the headboard and flicked it away.
"Both in your school files and your online activities."
He gulped.
"Wha...what activities?"
"I know you're into bondage."
She leaned down so her breasts would touch his face as she whispered into his ear.
"And I know you're into femdom."
Phillip couldn't feel his heart anymore. It was beating way too fast.
"That's why you've really been so sad all these months. It's horrible and you don't want to admit it, but I know it. You're not upset because you miss your friends. You're upset because you wanted to be kidnapped too."
He tried to argue but her breasts were covering his mouth.
"I'm going to let you feel what it's like to be a woman's prisoner."
She reached under his pillow and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. How did she know he had those? The only person he'd ever told that to was that woman...he met...online...
"That's right," she said while reading his face like a book, "I'm The Shrink."
She locked him to the headboard.
"I told you I investigated you. I knew you were my in."
'In for what?' he tried to say.
"The school didn't send me," she explained.
'What?' He was starting to get a little nervous. 'Who are you then?'
"You can call me 'The Shrink'," she went on. "I'm from the Temple of Domina."
He bucked under her at the sound of the name. So, he was interested. Good. That would make this easier. She lifted up, freeing his mouth.
"Your roommate hacked Digital Dominion and trapped your friends there."
"Caleb?! There's no way! Why would he do that? He's my friend."
"We're about to find out."
