Subclasses Ch 16 Appendix

Appendix: Chapter Sixteen

Entry 16.1

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Beatrix

Hey Gabs! Remember that fantasy I mentioned from Sarah's? I

can

do it alone but I reckon it'd be way more fun if we did it together. You up for it? 😏

Gabs 🐰

Perhaps. I'm more interested, however, in getting a little one-on-one time with you, Miss Trixy

Beatrix

I would love that (so long as you never call me Trixy again)! I've been meaning to ask you for some alone time, too. I probably should have led with that, huh? I just got focused on this fantasy, and I forgot myself. Forgive me?

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She sends me a gif from The Two Towers of Aragorn telling Legolas, "There is nothing to forgive."

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Beatrix

I wouldn't have pegged you for an lotr fan. Perhaps the two or three of us should have a marathon

Gabs 🐰

If by "marathon" you mean watching the extended editions over the span of three separate nights, I'm in. I marathoned all twelve hours in a day once. I never plan to do that again

Beatrix

It's what I mean by "marathon" now! Do you want to do it just you and me or with Sarah?

Gabs 🐰

Let's decide that laterNow what about this fantasy you're planning? You said something about a "physicist's ideal environment"?

Beatrix

I'm guessing you haven't taken any physics courses. Most problems on tests will say "assume there's no friction" unless, you know, the problem is about calculating friction

If I remove the friction of Sarah's skin, clothing, etc, she won't be able to move anywhere as long as she can't reach anything to press against. She wants to be seduced and unable to escape the affections of a third party for the cruel pleasure of her domme. She described this fantasy before you entered the picture, so she did say it would be nearly as good if it was just her domme taking her, rather than a third girl

Gabs 🐰

Kinky. Would we have friction, still?

Beatrix

Oh yes, otherwise we wouldn't be able to reach her. I'll have to think about whether we have friction with

her

though. On the one hand, I wonder how it would feel to have frictionless sex. On the other, I'm not sure we'd be able to manoeuvre her very well

Gabs 🐰

Sounds like it could be funWhy does she want to be taken by force, do you think? I know some people have rape fantasies, but she doesn't strike me as one of them

Beatrix

If I had to guess, it's her religious background. Her parents and church were big on the "no sex until marriage" thing, so I think she feels a little guilty, still, about having sex. If she can't escape, though, then she can't be blamed

There's also her control fetish. I'm sure that plays a major role, too

What makes you think she wouldn't have a rape fantasy, though? I didn't get that vibe from her

Gabs 🐰

I dunno. I guess she just seems so gentle. I didn't expect her to be turned on by violence

Beatrix

This fantasy doesn't include much violence. She doesn't want to be able to escape, but I also suspect she won't put much effort into trying. She just doesn't want the option

Gabs 🐰

That makes sense, I supposeWhen are you planning on doing this?

Beatrix

How does tomorrow night work?

Gabs 🐰

No good. Thursday?

Beatrix

That won't work for her. I don't remember why, but she said she was busy

Gabs 🐰

Then how about this weekend? You said that this will work better if she can't reach anything, right? Our dorm rooms are rather cramped. If we had a bigger room, it would be easier to trap her

Beatrix

Good thinking. Friday night then?

Gabs 🐰

It's a date!And I still want a date with you, Miss Trixy

Beatrix

🙄

Gabs 🐰

😘

Beatrix

Since Sarah is busy Thursday, how about you and I get together then?

Gabs 🐰

I like it. It's another date!

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I begin mapping out this scene on paper. To prevent her from hurting too much when she inevitably falls over, I'll need to adjust her gravity. I experiment with different gravitational coefficients on myself to get a feel for it. I settle on 10% gravity. I check online, and find that it's about 6% of Earth's gravity less than you'd experience on the moon.

Where should we do this?

I think. We could maybe use my bedroom again, but my parents will likely be home Friday night. If I soundproofed the room and bathroom, the odds are they would never know we were here.

Too risky,

I decide. So that leaves a hotel, unless Gabi's room is available.

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Beatrix

Do you think your parents will be home on Friday night? I'm worried about mine finding us in my room, and having to explain both my ability and my two girlfriends

Gabs 🐰

Yeah, they should be home. They wouldn't bat an eye about us playing in my room. The only thing is I would need to come out to them. That's not a big deal, thoughShould I ask if they want to have us over for dinner? It's about an hour drive from B-ham

Beatrix

That sounds great! Something tells me this will work for Sarah too 😏 I just have that feeling

Gabs 🐰

You really enjoy your control over her, huh?

Beatrix

I really, really do

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And over you

, I think, remembering how pleased I was that I could give both girls tardiness punishment last week. A moment later, I get a text from Gabs confirming we'll have dinner with her family on Friday evening.

I message Sarah.

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Beatrix

Hey, are you hanging around this weekend? Will you be busy?

Good Girl 💘

I plan to stay, and no, I don't have any plans. I figured I'd be kissing you or Babs or both. Why?

Beatrix

We're having dinner with Gabs's parents.

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I Speak that last message, appending "

on Friday evening

" so that we don't all teleport there right now and have dinner at 10:00 in the morning.

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Good Girl 💘

I sense I have no choice in the matter.

Beatrix

Good girl

Good Girl 💘

😳

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Unlike Sarah's fantasy, my plans don't end with her altered physics and subsequent CNC fantasy.

What's better than one fuck doll?

Leaving the mental question hanging, I grin as I conceive of some evil plans for Gabi, and jot them down. I can only hope they take effect, as I don't have her explicit consent to command her. Worst case, we live out Sarah's fantasy the way she envisioned it and I learn something new about the bounds of my ability.

Sarah's right, though. Consent isn't the hard-and-fast rule. We've disproved it twice over. Whatever the rule is, it usually requires consent, and, at least so far, consent always satisfies the rule's requirement, but explicit consent, itself, isn't always necessary. I'm still confident about the other rule, that of not impeding free will, and if someone does retract their consent--explicitly given or not--I cannot affect them; we've proved that a couple times, now, too. Eventually I give up pondering the unknown law for the time being, and Speak the commands I've organized on my paper.

This week can't pass quickly enough,

I think. I'm tempted to Speak my consciousness forward in time, letting autopilot run me, until my date with Gabi, but decide against it. The one time I experimented with time travel--not merely speeding up time--it drained my battery completely. And that was for a test of only sending an apple 30 seconds forward in time. With Sarah's submissive playtime, my battery has grown significantly, but I'm reasonably certain I cannot press my consciousness forward three and a half days. I'll have to go the long way 'round.