-Was I not kind to you?
He hesitated, sure she had been kind but it wasn’t the issue at hand. Frantically he was trying to think of something as the phone call had caught him off guard.
-No, no, that’s not it. You were plenty kind to me Jenna.
-Then why did you end your chastity session?
-Well there was a lot of work to be done and since the wheel had given me the opportunity I figured, why not?
It was partly true but the real reason was that he had been blackmailed by a stranger to stay away from her. And as if she could read his thoughts.
-And I even transferred your session to a good friend of mine. You know I was hoping to get your session back when she was done.
What could he say? He wanted to jump back into chastity and be controlled so badly but the circumstances weren't lining up. At least he needed a way to either pay off the debt, which would take forever or try to make some kind of deal with the blackmailers but he had no way of contacting them.
-It’s just a bad time right now, I promise I’ll be back soon.
-Really?
-Yes, really, I promise.
Besides, how had Jenna got hold of his number? He didn’t have any recollection of ever giving it to her.
-I guess I’ll settle for that then. Oh, and be sure to bring something you’ve baked to the meeting next time. I’m sure Ferny and the rest of them would appreciate it.
-Um, baking isn’t my strong suit? But I guess I could give it a try. Up until recently he didn’t even know knitting was so fun so who knows?
-Excellent, I look forward to it then. See you on the next meeting, bye~
-Bye.
That was strange on all kinds of levels. Lost thought. Beyond being part of the club, she seemed way too engaged in him? Or was it just an imagination? Maybe he should ask one of the other members to see if Jenna behaved the same towards them. He put the phone down and went back to his chair where he was working on his latest project. A knitted hood in black. It was going to be amazing, he thought to himself and then he reminded himself to buy ingredients for baking. He was going to be a bit busy in the upcoming days, that was for sure.
High up in the skyscraper Veronica looked out the windows. It was a grey day. In the background the TV was making noise and she gave a heavy sigh. Down below cars could be seen flowing like a river and she wished that she could be free. The only people she met were the maids and they were super nice and friendly but she wanted a friend right about now, or her mom. Someone she could trust and hug and cry on the shoulder that could ease her suffering. Well suffering was maybe a bit much, all her needs were taken care of and she could eat whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted. It was just that she couldn’t masturbate nor leave this place without fear of something “bad” happening even though Sir had ensured that he would see to it she was protected at all cost.
-All cost… What makes a girl like me that important?
She walked back to the sofa in her silk pyjamas and sat down. Maybe there was something good on Netflix. She ended up telling the maids she wanted some ice cream to go with the show.
-Might as well make the best of the situation.
As she was sitting and watching the show, the Maids could see on the monitor what she was doing. Their orders were to see to her every whim and to never let her out of sight so there was at least one maid posted to ensure her needs were met. Veronica was unaware of the surveillance and the setup of the maids as she sat there watching Grey's Anatomy and eating a bucket of ice cream.
In another skyscraper, a different person was looking out at the scenery. The reports were not looking good. All attempts to infiltrate SirTech had failed. How were they so good at catching them? Were there spies in Her company? Could that be the reason?
Profits were down but that was to be expected as the newest acquisition hadn’t been able to produce any profit yet. That was the key word, yet. And the bloody stockholders wanted results from day zero.
-AaAaAaaa…I give up. Maybe we should try a different approach?
The vibrations confirmed the decision. They needed more time, she knew that, there was so much to do and yet they could still fail. The biggest hurdle would probably be Aicrosoft or SirTech. If either one of them could come under the umbrella of Mapple it would ensure that the plan would work, their safety would be ensured.
-Do we have anything on this Jenna? She seems to me a person of interest for both SirTech and Aicrosoft?
The vibrations shifted and grew in pitch then dropped.
-So a work in progress, well if we could secure some way in to either one would be fine.
The vibrations fluctuated and grew silent.
-Maybe we do need a more aggressive approach? I’m still unsure, these new belts we’ve heard of are of interest of course but again, we need more information.
-The vibrations buzzed with an angry vibe.
-Fine, fine. I’ll start making plans.
She wondered if she ever would get a chance to sit down to relax, maybe watch some TV? That would be nice. But the mountain of work that needed to be done for the “greater” good seemed endless.
-AAAAAA.
But since the connection had been cut there was no response and she knew it. At least she could scream a little bit before working herself to death.
The weather didn’t improve at all. It continued to stay grey the entire day. Though she was too busy to notice. Working into the night and when most of the other staff had left she was still at it. She had to make this work, she had to!
As most of the lights turned off and only the security team was left and maybe a few janitors something slithered in the walls, a network of something, communicating and plotting.