Ginger1 sat on the bed and gestured for me to sit as well, so I shrugged and sat. She held my hand and said in a stoic tone, "As the Goddess of Death, I have very few options as far as companionship goes in the depths of Niflheim. You, brother, happen to be the best one. Let's keep it classy then, yeah? If I find out that you mentioned any of our nightly activities to anyone, then I'll rip your eye out."
'What.. the fuck?' I immediately thought. Even Ryan was coughing, trying to cover up his laughter. This girl was being super fucking casual about taking the opportunity to roleplay sex as Hela and with me as Thor. The problem is that the characters are sister and brother as well as archenemies competing for the throne of Asgard in the context of a massive war. Not only that, Hela is a psychopathic mass murderer.
Ginger1 already threatened to gouge out my eye, which Hela does to her brother in the movie "Thor: Ragnarok". So this roleplay is going to take place after Odin's death, but before she wrecks Thor. Hold on, why was I getting hung up on when exactly in the continuity that ginger1 was roleplaying as Hela? I'm supposed to be learning how to please girls to improve my Fixing.
I guessed in this case it would be pleasing for her if I roleplayed along with her by getting into character, but she could not hear or see me. This is a good thing, because my figure is nowhere near that of Chris Hemsworth. Her figure, on the other hand, was similar to Cate Blanchett's, but even skinnier.
She picked up a cup of water from the drawer and as she sipped it, she said, "I cannot understand how Asgardians always drink beer. It only tastes like piss to me. Freshly squeezed human blood is much tastier, wouldn't you say, brother dearest?"
Yeah.. so.. as I was saying. We were both separated by several degrees of reality, and I would like to keep it that way, because how well she fit the whole incestual villainess role was starting to freak me out. Ryan was still having a blast, laughing out loud now. He did not even bother to cover it up.
When she put down the glass of water, I decided to take control, if only in an attempt to stop her from spewing additional crazy shit. I pushed her shoulders down and opened her legs to get access to her crotch for fingering. She said with slight surprise breaking her stoic demeanor, "Oh my word! Brother, are you so impatient to have me bear your heir? It will come in time. However, I'll not let you enter me without at least conquering Midgard."
I could not resist replying in character, "I'll conquer your midgard, evil bitch." As I stood up and got to work on fingering her fully shaved pussy. Although her face was stoic, she hummed periodically and her body made subtle cues of pleasure that I picked up on as I began fingering the outskirts of her cunt with my right hand and reached up to her nipples with my other hand. She would move away a little and her humming would heighten in pitch when my fingers reached sensitive spots on her thigh and mons.
After her nipples hardened, she said, "Tease me not, Thor Odinson, God of Thunder. Show me how well you can hammer." I obliged her by pushing my middle finger in her thoroughly moistened vagina. In retrospect, I realized that ginger2 had somehow provoked me into fingerbanging her, something that pawg1 would have loved that I had done, but I did not. I pushed in and out of ginger1 rapidly. It was not that tight with only one finger, but it would be tight with two. There was no way my dick would fit in there, which is good. I wasn't planning to stick it in without thinking things through regarding Maria.
The shlick sounds of my finger pistoning her pussy were drowned out by the clapping sound my hand started to make on her crotch. If I was still roleplaying, I would probably liken them to rolling thunderclaps, but I had already dropped character and my mind had subconsciously wandered back to Maria. I wondered if she would enjoy roleplaying and cosplaying. The mere thought of her dressed as Robin from One Piece got me fully erect. Her hair would match! Welp, I dripped a bit of pre-cum again. Thankfully, the floor of the room was tile so it will be easy to clean for whoever takes care of that.
Ginger2 lifted her head slightly with a menacing growl and said, "You dare become distracted by other women while laying with me? It's a midgardian slut, isn't it? Maybe I should destroy that realm instead of conquering it after all."
It looked like I got too sidetracked by my thoughts of Maria. I had slowed down my fingers earlier, which prompted another round of cringey lines. Somehow, she knew the reason I slowed down too. Looks like women do have a sixth sense about that. I don't really care that she caught me, but I kept in mind not to ever think of other girls if I ever a shot at sex with Maria. I returned my focus to fingering ginger2.
Her voice became a little strained, "I will capture that slut and bleed her like a stuck pig.. hmmm.. ohh.. but she will still be alive. You would watch her grow old.. hnnng.. helplessly, begging for me to save her from.. yes, right there.. from.. from her own mort-AHlity! Cumming!!"
She violently rubbed her clit, twitched a few times, and her head dropped back onto the bed. Thankfully, ginger2 is not a squirter. She let out a hot sigh and pulled herself up to drink some more water. Ryan was cracking up outside of her view, literally rolling on the floor while doing so. Me, not so much. I can appreciate dark humor, but this was Maria that she was bad mouthing. I had to let it go because she had no clue who Maria or I were, but that didn't mean I wasn't mad.
Even if she was not actually a bad person in real life and only got too deep into character, I felt compelled to punish her for playing an evil bitch so well. I was not exactly angry, I was just teaching her a lesson about how to behave. That's what I told myself as she got back into position and spread her legs. I rolled her onto her back, wet my hand with the residual juices on her cunt, raised my hand high into the air, and brought it down onto her right buttcheek.
She yelped and even now held character as she said, "Thor! The last thing I expected from an oaf like you is to attempt to kill your own sister with lightning when she drops her guard. Nay, you must be Loki disguised as Tho-OOH."
I had given her another wet spank. I gave her another. "AH!" And was about to give her another, before Ryan got up and said, "Stop! Don't get carried away. Spanking is okay so long as you are focusing on improving the sexual experience. Right now, you are just being childish and vindictive, much like a certain God of Mischief. On a more serious note, if you were paying attention, you should have noticed her whole body freezing up and the abrupt end to the roleplaying. It's different for each person, but in this case, it indicates she is extremely uncomfortable. You should have picked up on this even without knowing that she has a history of abuse."
Well shit. Now I felt bad.
"Even if you aren't emotionally invested in a Clog, you should still be sensitive to their feelings and emotional state to improve as a Fixer. What is roleplaying? It's a form of escapist fantasy. Why do you think she gets so deeply into character? Is it just for fun or is it because when she's not Hela, she's just a weak and traumatized woman? Do you want to break her immersion and have her relive her dark past by accident? These are only some of the things you should be mindful of, buddy."
Cold sweat dripped down my back. I felt worse than bad now. I felt terrible! I had never intentionally harmed a woman before, but I got so carried away by the atmosphere that I almost fucked up badly. I almost became the kind of man I most despised: a guy who takes out his anger on a woman with violence.
Ryan seemed to understand and said, "It's alright, kid. We all mess up. It was an innocent mistake. Just calm down and keep going."
Ginger2 had frozen for a full minute before recovering while we were talking. She started grumbling about how if anyone in the family should be on her side, it should be Loki, not that she could trust him, but their goals do tangentially align.
I returned my finger to her labia and started over with the foreplay. I didn't recognize myself earlier. Even if I was only in love with Maria and I didn't feel anything for ginger2, there was no excuse for me to treat her like shit. Thankfully, Ryan stopped me before I had gone too far.
These girls were living their lives and I was living mine. Pawg1 and Ginger2.. I should capitalize their names. Even if I gave them dumb names, they were real people with real feelings. Not toys that exist solely for my practice. I am firmly of the belief that most people in this world are better people than me.
Who was I? A normal guy just living his life trying to make some money and score with Maria. I had no friends, no other responsibilities, and my only meaningful relationship was with my Mom. Sure, I didn't mess up like with drugs or drinking, but I also didn't do anything other than play games and read stuff. These girls, whatever their histories were, probably have more complete and normal lives than myself. As a degenerate in recovery and aspiring for a semblance of normalcy, I needed to remind myself to respect that fact.
This time, I took my time and really listened to her words and the minute movements of her body. Her bare pussy was absolutely drenched and I'm not sure if I was doing it right, but Ryan didn't call me out this time. When the 90 minutes was up, I didn't even realize the time because I was so focused.
Also, I had to admit her roleplaying was entertaining. The disgust that I felt earlier for the fact that I was doing sexual activities with girls other than Maria had been mostly mitigated. As I got up and wiped my slightly pruned finger on a napkin, the guilt slowly started creeping in. Was I OK with this? Even though I loved Maria?
Still, I wiped her body down with a hand towel. My own guilt was not an excuse to partake in professional disrespect. Ryan said, "Good focus on that final stretch. I'm glad I didn't have to remind you about the aftercare. Some women are really sticklers about that."
Ginger2 took her clothes from Ryan's outstretched hand and she said, "Thank you, Heimdall." Now it was my turn to laugh. Ryan snickered along and said, "Hey.. Idris Elba is a real bro! It's a compliment to be mistaken as him." He struck a pose and said, "Go! To the Bifrost!"
I got a good laugh out of that. He managed to relieve my tension too. Ryan added, "You think I'm joking? Wait until you see the two soft-serve froyo machines in the cafeteria. Bi - frosts!"
I couldn't help but groan. "Urrrgh, come on. That last one was more like a dad joke!"
Ryan quipped back, "Dad jokes are rad, dude. All the ladies dig them. But don't tell my wife that, or she'll come up with milf jokes for other men to dig."
I laughed and excused myself to take a quick shower while Ginger2 was led to the bathroom by Katy. Under the high pressure showerhead, I wondered if I would meet Maria in the cafeteria and what I would say. I had to tell the truth about my Fixing methodology if she asked. There was no other way about it. I just hoped that she would see my sincerity. I couldn't stop thinking about it! I dried myself off and put my clothes on. Leaning on the counter, I psyched myself up in the mirror with a mental pep talk.
'Tom, just be yourself, unashamedly. Best case scenario, she shows kindness and understanding to you like an angel undeserving of her place on this depraved earth. Worst case scenario, she tells you to fuck off. Damn that's brutal. Never mind, let's not go there. Anyway, there's nuances here! Complicated life shit! You can do it!'
I walked out of the bathroom slightly more ready than when I went in. Ryan and Katy were waiting for me out in the hallway. He was tapping away on his phone with a naughty smile and she was scratching something on her post-its expressionlessly. This office atmosphere was surprisingly comfortable.
Katy didn't do anything much to be overtly welcoming, but I got the feeling that's just the way she was. Besides the sex work, and myself panicking over lunch at the cafeteria, this morning was really chill. My boss was the coolest ever and my co-worker minded her own business at all times. Both were things I could get used to. I wonder how Maria's morning went?
(A/N: I'll be updating more frequently.. Yay!)