What, you don't have one of those in your sex dungeon? Sometimes a little distraction can be a good thing. Oh, you don't have a sex dungeon to put one in? Ah, well that's just such a shame. Everyone should have a sex dungeon sublevel beneath their residence, along with a seventy inch Smart TV to mount on one of its walls. But I've gotten sidetracked, where were we?
Ah yes, I'd turned on the news to see what Jessica considered important enough to interrupt me for. I watched the coverage of an incident I'd been expecting to happen any time for six months now with complete aplomb. I wasn't really surprised that it'd finally come to pass. I wasn't even really surprised by the result either. It'd been something I'd theorized about back on my original world. After another couple minutes I shut the television off, having seen enough.
Turning back to Jessica as I put the remote down, I find her biting her lower lip in worry. She's afraid that I'm angry with her since I have not reacted with the shock and surprise she'd expected from me. I smile to waylay that emotion, "Thank you for bringing this to my attention Jessica. It was indeed something I needed to know about. I am surprised at just how much you seem to care though. I hadn't pegged you as being overly concerned with the gifted who deign to dress up in their ridiculous costumes."
Jessica just gives a half shrug, one of her shoulders rising up, "Guess I just didn't expect things to go like this. Also, not really a big fan of these Sokovia Accords either. Kinda worried what that could mean for us."
I chuckle lightly at that, finally pulling my fingers out of Trish's mouth and leaving her in the lurch for the moment, "Yes, they certainly seemed invincible atop their pedestals didn't they? It makes it harder to acknowledge his death, though I've been expecting something like it to happen for some time. None of us are immortal Pet, and when you risk your life as often as they do, eventually the risk stops paying off."
Shrugging, I step away from Trish entirely and up to Jessica, any fear I ever felt of her ending me the way she had done to Kilgrave long gone with just how close we'd become over the last six months, "As for these… accords, they are meaningless to us. While Singapore is a member of the United Nations, I am a respected citizen of this city state and a beloved friend of its government. We're safe here from those fools and their power plays."
Jessica nods, and despite me not giving any orders I can see the way the worry melts off of her face as I speak, my voice a calming influence that leaves her completely relaxed and content. She's clearly already forgotten all about the news she'd rushed in here for given the soft blush spreading across her cheeks at my proximity and the way her teeth were now biting her lower lip in a very different way from earlier.
I raise an eyebrow at her, smile still on my face as I drawled out her name, "Jessica… if I didn't know any better, I'd think you had an ulterior motive for interrupting Trish's time with me then just to give me this news. If you did, if it wasn't just to make sure I was informed of the things currently happening in another part of the world, well, I'd have to punish you wouldn't I?"
As I circle around Jessica, I find the super strong woman almost shaking like a leaf in suppressed desire, even as she answers me, "I… maybe…"
Grabbing her from behind by the hair, I pull her head back, forcing her to look up into my eyes as she submits completely to my grasp, "Yes Jessica?"
Swallowing thickly in blatant arousal, she forms the words, "I interrupted you and Trish because I wanted you to fuck me Master. I've been selfish. I deserve to be punished."
Smiling, I release her and move away to sit down in a comfortable chair. She stays standing where she is, awaiting my verdict. After a moment I wave a hand at her, "Very well, you know what to do."
Vague commands was something I was a big fan of these days. Direct orders might be fun to a normal Master, someone without a mind control virus, but for me, it just left Trish and Jessica as dazed controlled husks instead of willing participants. Not that I didn't have fun sometimes with them dazed and obeying my every order as I said it. But at the end of the day, I'd taught them to know exactly what I wanted without me having to spell it out, simply so that I knew that they were fully engaged in our fun.