Author here. I know in part one I mentioned in the preamble of Part 1 that I could only find the first three parts of this story, but as luck would have it someone saw my work on Chyoa and used their trusty internet time machine to fetch me the archived Part 4, so here it is. I also would like to remind people that this is an old story and, in fact, the final part of it. I never got round to finishing it because it became tricky to come up with something interesting to happen next. I still don't intend to continue with it before anyone asks. However, I have uploaded the story up on Chyoa, which allows other people to contribute their own chapters, so if anyone is fixated on having this continue, try your luck their and add to it yourself. As for what's next, I'm slowly making my way through Chapter 3 of Peculiar Cravings.
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"Bye sweetie!" said Danny's Mum, stepping in and planting a kiss on his forehead. "Now, there's food in the fridge to last you the weekend but if you get overly hungry for something else I've left some money on the counter. Try and stay away from anything dairy-related, you know how you can get gassy and-"
"Yes, Mum, I get it," Danny said tiredly. "Now you just go off and enjoy yourself, I'll be fine."
"Oh, my sweet baby," she replied, stroking his chin in that motherly sort of way. A blare from the car horn turned her attention sour as she waved away her impatient husband. "Now, you remember to call and me and your father will be back in a few days."
"Terrific," Danny said, rolling his eyes.
"Love you!" she shouted, stepping into the car.
Danny watched them reverse from out the driveway and down the street. Before long, they had completely vanished. Danny looked at his watch and smiled, catching sight of Beth moseying across the street to greet him. Prior to this meeting, on his walk back from school, he had told the doll to dress up a bit in something nice, something lacey. He specified he didn't particularly mind what she wore over it, she wouldn't be spending a lot of time in it anyway, hence the simple shirt and pencil skirt, though it shouldn't go unsaid that her legs on their own did a hefty amount of work.
She approached, arms around herself.
"Why am I here?" she said. "I don't want to be here, it's not me that's walking."
Danny shrugged, making no effort to look at her face.
"It's just your intuition guiding you along a better path. Now, come on inside."
The doll was in his pocket, she didn't have a choice.
"Yes, master," she said, approaching.
"Oh, you've been practising?" Danny said approvingly, following her in. "Excellent."
She was guided to the living room and stood in its centre. Danny took occupation of the sofa and, for a good long while, didn't do much except stare.
"Well, then," Beth said, suddenly, "what's going on? What are you going to do?"
Danny pouted like he was annoyed and pulled out the doll.
"To ask a question, you must preface it with the word master."
Instinctively, all the thoughts in Beth's head reshuffled to incorporate the new addition to her vocab.
"Master..." She paused. "What are you going to do to me?"
Danny stood up.
"What am I going to do to you? All the little things you should have let me do before. You humiliated me, Beth, you ignored me! You should be grateful to have my attention, but you squandered for all this time."
"I don't owe you anything, you little cre-" she coughed -"master. You're just some little master that spied on the girl's showers after PE and went insane whenever somebody turned you down!"
"Quiet!" Danny screamed. Beth tried to keep talking, but no sound was able to escape. Danny composed himself.
"Perfect. You're better off being looked at than heard, especially because you've let yourself become deluded with all these wrong thoughts about me. And for that, I think you deserve to be punished."
He lifted the doll and stuck his hand between its legs. Beth jumped, eyes widened.
"You can speak now."
"Wait!" she cried desperately. "Please don't!"
"I'm doing it for your own good," Danny replied. "I need you to understand, and I will undertake every measure I need to achieve that goal."
And with that, he pinched a small clump of pubic hair from the doll and pulled, tearing it off. Beth screamed and fell to the floor. Danny winced at the sound, but he was certain of the house's soundproofing.
"Please, stop! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, master!" Beth wailed, curled up on the floor.
