This morning, when the alarm rang, I awoke to the sights and sound of Mandy thrashing in the bed next to me, her hands going about some sexy business between her legs. Looks like the alarm buzzer was rigged to make her clitoris buzz in sync. And for some mysterious (and probably magical) reason, the snooze button wasn’t working, so it kept on buzzing…
*BZZZT* *BZZZT* *BZZZT*…
With every buzz, Mandy’s multiple climaxes kept piling up… until I yanked the plug from the outlet.
And then it was over, and I returned to the bed to see if she was all right. She threw herself into my arms and started crying.
“W-what’s wrong?” I asked. Then, I quickly added: “I mean, what’s MORE wrong than usual?”
She took a moment to regain her composure. “It’s… too much. I don’t know if I can take much more of this… It brings back… bad memories…”
“I’m not sure I understand… What memories?”
“I can’t talk about this!” She jumped out of bed, ran to the bathroom, and locked the door behind her. I wasn’t able to get her to talk, so I gave up. Ten minutes or so later, she came out, silently got dressed, and left for work. I tried to talk to her, but she shushed me by putting a finger on my lips. Then she hugged me, and walked out.
All of it without a single word.
I’m really worried about her, now.
–Jaycee
2 thoughts on “Triggers! (Part V)”
Lunaroki
Jaycee, I was all set to castigate you for having the worst memory regarding your girlfriend’s past history with fairy curses when I realized that you probably never heard much of anything about of it. Most of the details we readers know are under Attitude’s blog, which you can’t read. I can sum up what’s wrong in two words: Sister Madeline. She’s been through all this before, or hellish sexual torment similar enough to make no never mind.
Just imagine the hell of finding yourself with absolutely no control over your body’s own sexual responses for weeks, maybe months on end. Unavoidable common everyday things that shouldn’t even begin to turn you on mysteriously set you off without any way of fighting it. No matter where, no matter when, no matter who you’re around, the trigger happens and off you go. Over and over and over again, causing everyone around you to think you must be the most shameless pervert of all history while all the while you’re dying of shame and humiliation. Mandy’s been through this all before, and now she finds herself being dragged through it all over again, at least whenever she’s at your apartment.
I can understand her unwillingness to talk about it but she’s obviously being pushed to the breaking point. She can’t take much more of this. As bad as it is for you, it’s ten times worse for her. You have GOT to get her out of that apartment NOW! Whatever you do though, don’t tell her you know about what she’s been through. Don’t even hint at it. Let her tell you herself if she’s going to, and if not respect her right to privacy and let the past stay in the past. What she’s clearly going through NOW should be enough to show that she needs to get away. Just pack up whatever the two of you really need and go someplace else until Minx shows up again. If you don’t, there’s an extremely high risk you’re going to lose her.
Jaycee
Thanks for the advice. I’m not sure where you got your insight and information, but it does make quite a bit of sense…
I’m going to find another place for her to stay today.
–Jaycee
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