A Cure for Boredom

Chloe thought about it for a second. It wasn't a matter of whether she'd accept, just logistics.

"Sure." She walked over to the entrance of the room and started taking her shirt off. "I'm usually more into the intense stuff, though. So I guess we could move on to that too." She hung the shirt on the door's outer handle and closed it: a warning for anyone outside, just in case. She hadn't been wearing anything under that shirt.

The pretenses were all gone now. Chloe was still nervous, and still a little bit disgusted with herself, but she had already committed. She was going to do weird, horrible things with the spider woman her dad had bound to her service.

"So... how do you want to do this, Arach?"

It was over.

"I'm okay," she said. It had been satisfying, in its own weird way. She was still shaking, still coming down from the adrenaline rush. She sighed. "I'm going to need some help recovering though."

Naked except for the blanket now, Chloe looked around for her clothes. It had been Chloe's idea to be naked - she'd feel more vulnerable that way, she said. And she had been right. but even with the blanket she was a little cold. Her pants were in a bundle on the couch. She tried to pull herself to her feet, but her legs were shaky and wobbly, and she needed Arach's help getting up.

She started laughing. It was funny to her, how much this whole session had weakened her.
"I'm going to need hot chocolate," Chloe decided. "The kind with the truffle oil. And marshmallows." As she picked up her pants and started slipping into them, she looked up at Arach. "Could you, uh, go get that for me? And something for yourself, if you want it. I'll be in the home theater."

That's exactly where she would find Chloe. The home theater room had a huge plasma screen TV and several cushy black leather couches. Chloe would be curled up on one of the couches, mostly re-clothed, wrapped up in the blanket Arach had gotten for her earlier. "Come sit with me," she would tell Arach. The TV was showing something about steel being made at a factory. The volume was on low; Chloe could only sort of hear the narration.

Once Arach was sitting next to her, Chloe scooted over and leaned against her.

"I just want to cuddle a little bit," Chloe said. "I'm still coming down from... all that." She blew on her cocoa a few times, then took a sip. It was just what she needed; she had been shivering. "Thanks for getting cocoa for me."

The narration about factories and steel droned on. It was exactly interesting enough for Chloe to pay attention to it, but not so interesting that she would mind thinking or talking about something else. Chloe sipped her chocolate a bit more and moved herself even closer to Arach.

"Arach? Do you think I'm turning into my father?" Her tone of voice suggested that she didn't entirely feel good about that prospect.

It was a little reassuring to hear that.

"It's just, I'm worried that I was taking advantage of you, just then. Using you for a weird kink thing." She snickered at herself. It seemed kind of silly when she thought about it more. "I know my dad's kinda been hinting that I could use you for stuff like that, but it seemed wrong to me. Like an abuse of power. I guess."

She shifted so she could look at Arach. "I wasn't taking advantage of you, was I?"

Chloe started to get a little more cuddly with Arach, pulling into sort of a hug and nuzzling into her neck. They would sit like this for a little while.

"Do you actually like me at all?" Chloe would ask into Arach's neck. "Or do you just sort of, I dunno, act like it because you think it'll make me happy? My dad told me how he thinks the whole familiar-summoning thing is supposed to work, so I'm emotionally prepared for you to not like me at all. It's not like you asked for any of this, anyway."

Chloe wondered why she was always like this, after being tortured for fun. She was starting to regret doing this with Arach and showing her this side of herself.