#08

What seemed like animpossibly long day has finally come to an end, and it takes only mere moments before I"m naked and neck-deep under the hot bubbling waters of the Jacuzzi.

Bliiiiiiiiiiiss.

I remember the Devil telling me how he wants every square foot of my refurbished room to remind me of him, and it does. But what I"m too tired to figure out is why thoughts of him at this moment feel more comforting than threatening.

This could be Stockholm Syndrome at work again, or maybe it"s because the Devil"s been effectively grooming me since Day One, but...why does Tara feel more unreasonably evil than the Devil himself?

Ah, whatever.

I"m just going to enjoy my time here in the Jacuzzi and pretend that the outside world doesn"t exist—-

Riiiiiiiiing.

Or not.

Water swooshes noisily around my body as I hurriedly reach for my phone. One punishment for missing a call is already one too many, thank you very much.

Hello, Sheena.

"Hello...sir." I feel rather awkward calling him that again for some reason.

I would think you"d be used to calling me that by now, considering how many times you had to explain to other people about me...

My eyes widen. "You can"t have been spying on me all day?" Can he?

Can"t I?

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.

I hope the Devil doesn"t think I had fun telling other people I have someone like "Sir" in my life.

Is there something about today that you"d particularly like to hide from me?

"Nope!"

Are you certain?

"What do I have to hide?" Aside from how I"m feeling increasingly strange towards him, that is.

You tell me.

Has anything out of the ordinary happened today?

"Um..."

An altercation with another student perhaps?

Oh, so that"s what the Devil was hinting at.

"It was nothing—-"

No, Sheena.

Even though the robotic tone of his voice doesn"t change at all, I just have this really bad feeling the Devil"s insanely pissed.

Anything that has to do with you has everything to do with me.

Don"t you dare feel pleased about that, Sheena.

And disrespecting you means disrespecting me.

Don"t you dare!

Such disrespect cannot go unpunished—-

Whoa.

My back shoots up straight when I realize where his words are leading to. I know I can try insisting what happened was my fault and beg him not to get anyone else involved. But I also know all of it will be useless.

Everyone knows that the Devil"s appetite for vengeance is never-ending, but if these days of talking to him on the phone have taught me anything worthwhile about him...

"How about a game?" I force myself to croak out.

Several moments of silence pass before the Devil gives me his answer.

Go on.

I sag in relief against the back of the tub. I know this doesn"t guarantee anything, but at least he"s willing to give me a chance to change my mind.

"Heads, you won"t do anything to Tara—-"

Unacceptable.

"Because I"ll be the one extracting revenge for myself," I manage to improvise without missing a beat.

If you break your word, you understand that I"ll have to punish you as well—-

"I—-" I almost say "I do" out of habit but catch myself in time. "—-understand."

And the other girl"s punishment shall also be more severe—-

"What? Wait—-"

—-than what I originally intended?

"But—-"

You didn"t really expect to play a game with me and be able to lay down the rules—-

I actually did, idiot that I am.

Did you?

Rather than admit to my stupidity, I think I"m going to change the subject instead.

"Can we talk about what will happen if I flip tails?"

Proceed.

"If I flip tails, we will decide together on what to do with Tara—-" I hold my breath and wait for the Devil to protest against this.

Go on.

Phew.

"But I"ll also owe you another favor in return—-"

Flip the coin then.

"But I haven"t—-"

Don"t wait for me to change my mind.

Oh crap.

"Let me just get out of the bath and find a quarter—-"

Don"t bother.

"It will only take a sec, I prom—-"

The Jacuzzi has a built-in phone mount at the side.

Use it and put your phone on loudspeaker then look for a coin-flipping simulator online.

I hurry to do everything he asks.

All done?

"Done."

Share your screen with me.

"I"m not sure how—-"

The Devil patiently gives me another set of instructions and guides me step-by-step until the Devil"s able to see what I"m doing on my phone.

Flip it then.

I do as asked, and my heart stops beating when it flips tails.

Would you like to flip it again?

I can"t help feeling suspicious at the question. Isn"t he being a little too nice? "Is this some kind of a trap?"

Do you or do you not want another flip?

"I do—-" The words are already out before I realize what I"m saying, and all I can do is fight off a blush when I hear the Devil release a chuckle.

Don"t let him distract you, Sheena!

I straighten up in the Jacuzzi and clasp my hands together in a gesture of prayer.

Please, please, please.

I touch the Flip button on the screen one more time.

Come on, come on, come - oh, c"mon now!

I can"t believe I flipped "tails" again, and I"d have imagined the Devil was cheating if I hadn"t been the one who had chosen which coin-flipping site to use.

Would you like one last try?

Is it just me or is he being a little too nice?

Unable to shake off my suspicions, I swipe back to the remote sharing app, and my heart starts pounding as I start checking its settings—-

Oh my God.

I hear the Devil laugh as I sink back under the bubbles with a cry, and it"s only my face visible above water.

The app"s default settings include having the front cam activated, and all this time I"ve been happily flipping coins with my naked breasts completely bared to the Devil"s gaze and God knows who else.

"W-Was anyone else watching—-"

Everything between us will always remain between the two of us alone.

I don"t know if I should believe him or not, but it doesn"t change a thing either way, does it?

He"s seen what he"s seen, and he didn"t owe it to tell me about the app"s settings.

Would you like one last flip?

"Yes." I"m already reaching to touch the screen when the Devil speaks again.

Not so fast.

What now?

You"ll need to sit up if you"d like another flip.

I should"ve seen that coming.

Shouldn"t I?

Well, Sheena?

The thought of having the Devil stare at my breasts makes my stomach cramps, but if that"s the price I have to pay for another chance to keep myself from owing the Devil another favor...

Smart girl.

Why is it that every instance the Devil calls me "smart" is the time I feel the most stupid? I can feel my entire body turning red again as I slowly rise from the water like some awkwardly-reborn Venus, and I can feel my nipples shamefully puckering as water laps teasingly against my skin.

Go on then.

Flip the coin one last time.

My heart pounds as I reach for my phone, but it has more to do with the knowledge that the Devil can see how my nipples are fully erect. Even my breasts feel heavy and swollen, and the flesh between my legs has also been tingling nonstop.

Concentrate, Sheena!

I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

C"mon Lady Luck, please, please, please smile at me just this once.

I click the Flip button and hold my breath as the simulator shows a coin flipping multiple times as it slowly falls to the ground.

Lady Luck then smiles at me as she says...

Better luck next time.

It"s tails again.

Am I the unluckiest person in the world or what?

Who else is able to flip "tails" for three consecutive tries?

Well, now...

The fire between my legs burns hotter when I see a window pop up on my phone. It"s an invitation to a meeting room, and my body feels hot and cold at the same time as I click Yes to accept the invitation.

Oh God.

The screen splits into two, with the top half mirroring what my front cam is showing while the bottom half reveals a man lounging lazily in a sleekly stylish armchair and with a glass of liquor in his hand.

God, oh God.

I feel like I"m about to explode with all the emotions churning through my body, and the countless thoughts racing through my head only make things worse. There"s just so much to see, so much to feel and think of.

One part of me is unable to tear my gaze away from what my front cam is showing, and I can"t stop wondering what the Devil could be thinking or feeling as he watches my breasts with its crested peaks bob against the water with every breath I take.

The other part of me, however...

That part is obssessed with what I"m seeing for the first time. It"s a glimpse of the Devil himself, and all I can think of is how devilish appearance is, with his black suit and loosened tie. He looks tall and lean and muscular, sophisticated and powerful.

He looks like the kind of man who would never look twice at a girl like me, so why—-

Don"t start acting stupid again, Sheena.

Why can"t I shake off this feeling that the Devil is enjoying the sight of my naked breasts?

I thought it would take a lot longer for us to get here.

But this is one of the few times I don"t mind being wrong.

I"ve done my best to cling to my sanity the moment he started speaking.

But it"s just no use.

Madness has taken over me once again, and I"m already fighting against the urge to writhe as that secret, burning part of me starts to swell and ache.

I have been looking forward to this for a very long time, Sheena.

God, oh God.

I feel like hiding at his words, but another part of me also wants me to thrust my breasts out so the Devil can stare at them some more.

From the moment you invited me into your life,

I knew I"d be your first.

I squeeze my eyes shut against the sensual impact of his words, but this only backfires on me, and all I can see now are images of a man in a suit drawing me into his world until I"m straddling his lap.

Note to self, Sheena: stop reading isekai manga!

Every orifice of your body will be mine to claim.

I used to think "orgasm" was the most potent O-word there is, but trust the Devil to prove me wrong on this, and when he says every "orifice", oh God...

Your mouth.

My senses spiral into an immoral abyss of lust, and my lips part in a soundless moan.

Your cunt.

My body arches up at the thought of the Devil taking my virginity, and my nipples tauten even more as cold air slaps against my wet, tingling skin.

Your ass.

My throat tightens as that secret part of me begins to throb and throb and throb—-

Oh God, oh God, no.

I know what this means. I know what this can lead to if I don"t get myself back under control. I know I can"t let it happen—-

They"re all mine.

But it"s too late.

All of you is mine.

Because it"s already happening, oh God.

I know it"s wrong, but I can"t help it.

I can"t stop it.

I"m coming at the mere thought of the Devil possessing me.

I"m coming at the sound of his words.

I"m coming while he"s watching me, and I come so, so long and hard, that by the time my gasps and shudders fade, there is nothing of me that"s left—-

Because it"s already exactly as he said.

All of me is his now, and this changes everything.