Affected, Part 9 - Phantasms

I watch as Cassie greets Phantom Christina Hendricks with air kisses, while touching Phantom Shia laBoeuf. A little self-hypnosis trigger I'd implanted in my own back brain allows me to see and hear and feel what I've programmed Cassie to sense.

The room becomes very crowded - Shia laBoeuf and Christina, and Cassie chatting with them and pawing away at Shia.

I haven't told them what to say to Cassie, so it looks as if the actors are carrying on half of a telepathic conversation; standing in silence while Cassie blurts out something at random, and giggling at Christina, her face growing redder each minute.

She looks at me. 'I'm sorry, but these are - I've always fancied these two people, and to bump into them both, I ...'

I see the expression on her face. Undisguised lust. 'Do you want to?' Cassie nods.

'With which one?'

She swallows, her blush deepening. 'Both.'

I glance back at the bedroom. 'Want to?'

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In the bedroom, I begin removing my clothes and leaving them on the chair by the vanity. I suggest to Cassie that Shia has begun kissing her neck and shoulders as Christina plants full, deep kisses on her lips, running her fingers through her hair. As she sits, Cassie arches her chest forwards, throwing back her head to expose her neck and shoulders, her lips working against Christina's kisses. Still affected by my self-hypnotic trigger, I see what she sees; hear what she hears, as her phantom paramours begin to gasp and moan with increasing arousal to match hers.

'You have to remove your own clothes,' I murmur, 'but to you, you are being undressed by Shia and Christina. They are licking your exposed skin, kissing and caressing your naked body with their tongues and fingertips.'

Cassie's breathing deepens, becomes shuddery. She peels off her dressing gown, revealing that she is naked underneath. Her back begins to arch. At the top of her breath, I wait. She releases her breath with a moan.

'Oh, fuck,' she whispers, looking down and parting her labia with her fingers. 'Please, Christina. Yes, please. Lick me there. There. Oh, yes. Yes. Oh, yes, oh fuck -'

She looks at me as if seeing me for the first time. 'I want you to come in here,' she moans, glancing off to one side. 'Shia, take off.' She reaches with her free hand, gripping Christina's hair firmly. I can see that she is gripping thin air; but I could see how she is gripping her hair in her hand. Her hand unclenches. 'Christina, here,' she says, gently proffering one of her breasts. A moment later, Cassie gives a squeak of pleasure. I think somebody is nibbling at her nipple.

The path is clear for me. Moving in, pushing firm yet phantasmal flesh aside, I stand over Cassie.

'Are you ready?'

Cassie nods.

'Do I have your consent?'

'Yesss,' she breathes.

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