I quickly walked through the halls with Doe not too far ahead. She didn't wait up for me, so I quickened my pace to a jog to catch up. No one paid attention to us even though I was still in my magicians outfit and she looked... well, incredibly out of place to say the least. Not being noticed wasn't anything new to me, though. It was something she had taught me how to do. Unless someone directly looked at us in a way that their focus was concentrated, they wouldn't see us at all. You can guess how easy that made being a stage magician.

Through the theater, she was quiet. Even as we exited and started walking through the streets, she was still absolutely silent. I continued to follow her wrapped figure, hoping she would say something, anything, to lift this oppressive feeling. We ended up walking for a good twenty minutes before we arrived outside of a rather fancy-looking restaurant. I wanted to pause to get a better look, but Doe didn't even slow down and walked right in. She had impeccable taste when it came to restaurants, a quirk which I never quite understood. She did, however, lack manners (or perhaps had a prearranged agreement), and walked right past the hostess.

The restaurant was very fancy - one of those places you could order a hundred dollar bottle of wine and not look like you're being a show off. The decorations and the fact that everyone was in a suit worth more than what I made tonight was proof of that. Diamonds on the chandeliers, expensive paintings, a pianist playing lovely music in the corner, and that smell of ambrosia in the air coming from the kitchen left me feeling more than a little bitter. Doe just kept walking though, right into a private booth. Classy as always, and I hated it.

We both sat down, and there was an awkward silence before she finally spoke.

"You have been doing well for yourself." That cold voice of hers pierced my ears and my heart skipped a beat. Her eyes focused on mine and no matter how hard I wanted to look away, I was unable to.

A shiver ran down my spine, I wished it would have stopped right then. Nothing seemed more appealing than being able to just forget about seeing her again and go home.

"In fact, you've been gaining a bit of attention." My heart sank, I knew what that meant instantly.

My face must have turned pale because Doe noticed my distress. "Lynn, do not worry, you know I would never let them hurt you."

That meant something much more terrible than it sounded. I knew vaguely what was next and I would rather not have voiced my next question, but I had to say it anyways.

"H-how many...?" My voice was a smaller than a squeak.

"How many what?"

My heart sank further. She was going to make me ask, and I didn't want to. Oh, how I didn't want to ask. I was past this life! I had escaped!

But here she was...

"How many have you...have you k... killed...?" It was a whimper now as my heart was sinking deeper. The world was probably better off with the scum that would come after me dead, but still...

"How many have I killed... because...?" She said it so casually, so politely, so genuinely curious, I could have slapped her. But I felt myself becoming so small against the private booth's seat, and all I could do was just look at her, whimper, and be thankful no one could see me.

"I see... You have tried to get out and you were not ready to hear this news, were you?"

Fear dominated my mind. Doe was so ruthless, and at any second she would explain how she killed them and nightmares would plague my sleep for weeks

"I... could have solved it... peacefully. You didn't have to kill them..." My voice just squeaked. It felt hard to speak and everything felt so heavy all of a sudden, even the air.

"There are two women after you right now, here to discuss exactly how they are going to not only ensnare you, but your friends too."

My heart skipped a beat and I felt it drop so much more. She couldn't possibly be considering this, but why else would we be here?

"Yes Lynn, that is exactly why we are here." Doe put two tablets onto the table, and there was no need to guess, it was poison.

"Everyone in the kitchen is under my thumb already. I made sure of that. The only reason they are here is because I suggested it. All possible obstacles are out of the way, you just need to go in and ask a waitress which drinks are theirs. You better decide quick though, she will not wait for you forever." I couldn't see Doe's lips through the wraps, but I imagined her grinning. It would be uncharacteristic for her to grin, but still...

"If you don't, though, just realize there is no escaping from these two. They will keep coming after you until they get you, and if you try to turn them in to the police, well... I'm sure you know what would happen."

She never underestimated anyone, and if she said that, then it was true. I took the two tablets and began to walk. It was the longest walk of my life, and probably the most awkward. I passed a couple talking about what they thought death was like and my eyes welled up with tears. My legs seemed to move on their own, guiding me into the kitchen. I couldn't actually do this, could I? Even if I didn't know who exactly was hunting me, even if I hadn't seen their faces... Could I really kill them?

As I entered the kitchen, an idea came to me. The door closed behind me and before anyone noticed, I was far, far away, across the country entirely to a place I remembered very well - Doe's safe house. She hadn't moved, and no one but her and myself had been there... My mind was going a bit slower as I got a whiff of the air, loaded with her scent. So many nostalgic memories flooded back to me and what I would give to just collapse where I was and just bathe my entire being in those memories.

But I had to hurry.

I caught a cursory glance at the penthouse - same fancy style as it has always been. I used to love the sophisticated and well decorated rooms, but now it left a terrible taste in my mouth. Well aware of how little time I had I ran to a dresser I knew contained a wide selection of poisons. I began to search through the drawers in a frenzy. They were all carefully labeled and professionally sorted, making it very easy to find what I was looking for. The bottles popped open with ease and I dispensed two tablets. There wasn't much need to close the bottles as I was in too much of a rush. I teleported back to the kitchen, feeling a firm squeeze in my chest.

Back in the kitchen, the waitress was waiting for me, standing by with two drinks. Thankfully it was champagne and not water, as water might not have dissolved the tablets fast enough.

"Are you...?"

She looked at me and nodded, her eyes not really seeing me. The tablets started to dissolve as soon as they were put in and the waitress left through the kitchen door. Another short and much happier walk later had me sitting back down in the private booth.

"So where did you go?" Doe's voice resounded in my head.

Fuck, she must have been watching me. I should have expected that.

"I can only guess, Lynn... I will find out shortly though. The poison you were supposed to give them should kill them within five minutes." A small involuntary laugh left my mouth. Her plan was a gutsy one - killing people in the middle of a restaurant when so many witnesses were around - but something told me that her poisons didn't show up in autopsies.

We waited in silence for what felt like an eternity. After ten minutes, there were no screams, no shrieks, nothing. I wanted to ask if we could order something to eat or drink, but that would just prove nothing was going to happen. The air changed, and everything started to feel heavier. I brought the back of my hand up to feel my forehead. It took so much effort getting it up there I was surprised I was even able to do it. My body began to feel denser, and even my thoughts were being weighed down... It wasn't a new feeling, just one that took me too long to place.

"You have not been using your 'Presence' since I walked into your dressing room, Lynn. I thought you always had it up."

This was exactly why I hadn't been. My breathing became labored and my body was heavy, but thoughts were still flowing in my head. The heaviness she was generating would consume me if I started to feel beyond my body. She could do this to anyone, though, and it angered me beyond reason to know she could do this in the blink of an eye, but never used it to end things peacefully.

"I think you should Lynn."

It got beyond my surface thoughts, deeper and deeper into my mind. Everything took on a dull fatigued feel, almost every thought became far too hard to form. Except my memories. They stayed so light, or at least the ones about her did. All those wonderful times of letting me feel the entirety of her influence, it let me feel her and myself in ways that couldn't be done with anyone but her. If I opened up it would just be her and me right here, and the rest of the world wouldn't matter. Only what she wanted to matter would matter.

It felt so right to just open up and experience that wonderful sensation. All those times in my memories were so great, so why would it be different now? I mewled weakly as I opened myself up to sense everything around me on a much deeper level, and with the extra gravity that was all around us I could feel everything around me and my body. She gently squeezed my body, all of it, so perfectly until the squeezing began to focus on my breasts and between my legs. It was like the clothes weren't even there as I felt pressed from all sides.

I could feel her body, too, in so much detail, and it was the same as it had always been. The same as in all those memories that were so light and easy to think about. It was beyond seeing or feeling, and more like feeling what she felt. A stifled moan emanated from my lips.

She seemed so calm even as the feeling intensified. She grabbed one of my arms and tugged on it lightly, signaling me closer. Need burned inside me and I crawled across the table in desperation. Even as she pulled me tightly against her I knew that I was no longer really in control. I could still think of resisting or of fighting, but trying to drag those thoughts up was just too hard. They were so heavy... The feeling of both sides of every touch ran through my mind and it became stronger as that gravity focused closely around us. She held me tightly, and I couldn't stop myself from mewling.

"Tell me where you went Lynn."

I couldn't deny her. Any thought to disobey was quickly dragged, and it was impossible to bring it back up. But the thoughts that obeyed... They were so light, so easy to focus on, and it was so good to express them. "To your saaafe house..." My voice felt so soft and weak. I felt that there might be something wrong, but soon those thoughts were just too heavy to care about. Her heart fluttered a bit against my ear. My eyes were so useless like that, but I didn't need to see anything beyond her. I got so much more just from feeling. So much more pleasure to just feel her warmth everywhere, to just press against her and squirm.

"Oh...? So you traded the poison with something else then..." Her voice made me melt more against her. It filled my head and I could only mewl in response. More memories flashed in front of my eyes and my entire being knew that this was just the beginning of our fun; this was just the tip of powerlessness.

I wanted more. I could feel every hair on both of our bodies, every little detail about us both and my desire just skyrocketed. The weight closed around me, pressing and squeezing my breasts, as if every part of them was being kneaded at once. I was too heavy to do more than just squirm and rub against her as her hands rubbed down my back. "Well then, Lynn, if I said we could have more fun there...?"

Everything besides the thought of her penthouse and her bed was forced down and in the blink of an eye, we were there. My chest and every organ in it seized suddenly and my eyes opened wide, but her lips were against mine before there was any pain. She was weighing down the pain, weighing down my mind, weighing down my body, weighing down all of my senses...

"You know what comes first, though, Lynn." I could feel her lips turn into a smile through the wraps.

I did know. She always had me masturbate myself into a further stupor for her to prove there was no remaining resistance. My pussy clenched at the thought and I wanted it. I needed it! Feeling rushed by this desire, I kicked off my pants, and she pulled me onto her lap. Panties were still in the way but I didn't care. My fingers found their way inside them and me. If my breathing was labored before, I was panting now. My legs closed around my hand and my fingers poked and prodded wildly without direction or sense to their movement. Even my hand started to feel heavy, though, as I felt that weight start to tease inside of me, rubbing my clit and stroking my lips so quickly and yet so tenderly.

It didn't last, though. My hand began to work frantically as I grinded my ass into her lap, moaning desperately. "Pleeease..." More of a moan than an actual word. "...need release..." I took a sharp intake of breath and rubbed vigorously, my other hand grabbing and kneading my breast through my shirt. All there was to feel was need and lust. I couldn't take it as I cried out, burning so hot but still not finding release. It teased me. knew it was there, but it was so hard to bring it up to the surface.

"Since you asked politely.."

I knew she said it. I didn't need to hear it as my pussy exploded into an orgasm and pure relief flooded my mind. The weight went so much deeper, too, and I could feel it starting to pull down my very perception. The world spun hazily around me, and nothing seemed to make sense except that I was on Doe's lap and I needed her so badly right now. She tugged at my shirt and my arms came up limply as she pulled it off. My bra wasn't far behind.

The air felt cold against my bare skin, even though a fire raged on inside of me. My eyes weren't able to focus on any one thing as I felt her fingers tease down my stomach. "Tell me what I want to hear, Lynn." She had told me to do this so many times and I knew what awaited me as soon as I did. Those memories burned especially hot, to be what she wanted of me. To be absolutely perfect for her was so much better than anything else I could have done with my life.

My mouth opened and the words came so easily. "I love you."

She gripped me tighter and her fingers teased across my slit. Her other hand turned my face and I looked deep into her eyes. She had removed her wraps and I could see the thing no one else was allowed to. The grin on her face always struck me as a very self satisfied one, and her lips just begged to be kissed. Without a second thought, I closed in and kissed her, mewling into her mouth as her fingers pierced my slit. We fell back onto the bed and shared that kiss for some time. Even as my eyes closed and the thoughts of the world became too heavy to really think about, I kept my lips pressed to hers.

At some point enough of the weight had lifted so I could open my eyes. I had no idea what transpired before I fainted or passed out, but then everything started to come into enough detail that I could get my bearings. She was still pressed against me and I could even feel that gravity around us, but it was light, so thinking through it wasn't too difficult. My mind collected itself enough to realize that I was nuzzling against Doe's neck and still rubbing her leg with mine.

It was bad.

It was really bad.

That woman was still so able to captivate me, make me her little plaything, and here I was nuzzling and rubbing against her. It was a warm moment - I can't deny that - and my heart beat steadily and happily with it. If that was all my life ever was, maybe I could have been happy... but I knew better.

This murderous bitch wasn't going to be using me again. A quick visualization of the hotel room later, and I was standing there... completely naked... and...

"Fuck!"

A scream tore out of my throat as it felt like my heart and lungs were being crushed. The twins were both there and looked at me with wide-eyed surprise. I fell to my knees, gasping for air and holding my chest, and they finally rushed over to me. My world was spinning, and I couldn't think straight. Everything was just pure panic. Frantic lungs kept reaching for air it just couldn't get, and my heart throbbed inside my chest. The world started to blur and I could feel myself slowly slip into unconsciousness.

"Lynn, you will be all right. You will come out of this just fine. No need to worry about anything. You're here with me. You're safe. Just rest easy..." A familiar voice whispered into my ear and I could feel a pleasantness course through me. I was on a bed - that much wasn't hard to gather. My eyes opened slowly, groggily, and my hand reached up to my aching chest. "...don't worry Lynn, you've had a tough day, but you will be just fine." More of that pleasantness coated my mind, accompanied by a sigh and a small smile on my face.

It was Charlotte's voice. I never really thought I would be so happy to have her whispering into my ear.

"But ya gotta go back ta sleep Lynn, you aren't gonna do so hot if you don't get some rest..." My eyes started to close again as I recognized Bridget's voice. It was really just too much to argue with...