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From: Shalon Wood <dstar@pele.cx>
Subject: {ASSM} Pandora's Box 10 (Mf Mff MMf rom ws exhib bdsm)
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Date: Fri, 14 Apr 2006 01:10:04 -0400
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given part, graphic depictions of lesbianism, homosexuality, group sex,
bdsm, underage (teen) sex, magic, occultism, violence, and biting 
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Velvet
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He frowned. "Um...about 9."

"Oh shit oh shit...phone? I told her I'd call so she'd know I was
alright..."

Gabriel winced and rolled over, reaching for the phone. "Here."

She took it, dialing frantically. "Hey...I know...I'm sorry..._No!_ God no,
I'm fine, you haven't already called have you?" she asked with rising
panic.

She relaxed a second later. "God, Tandi, don't scare me like that!    No,
I'm fine.  No, really fine." She blushed. "Better than fine, I...yeah.	
Yeah, it was," she murmured, looking at Gabriel with dreamy eyes. "Huh? Oh
yeah, it was _great_. I owe you big time. Umm...I don't know...when I
absolutely have to? Why, is Tina making a fuss?  Uh-huh, uh-huh...sorry
kiddo, but I...I can't come home right now.  Huh?! NO! I told you
everything was good, didn't I? No I'm not making that--No, he does _NOT_
have a gun to my head are you _crazy_?!"

Gabriel reached out, squeezing her shoulder. "If you need to go, go. We can
talk online."

She looked at him, and her chin quivered and she shook her head. "_Tandi_.
You're being an idiot. Please don't act like this. I'm fine...I'm
wonderful, actually, and I'd like to stay that way. I have what I've always
wanted...of course I don't want to trade that for a weekend of listening to
Tina talk about how great her sorority is!"

She sighed. "I love you, too, silly. But don't I sound fine?...Acting
lessons...yeah, but if I were being held hostage would I _use_ them?!"

Gabriel whispered, "Listen, why don't you just tell her that you _really_
don't want to have to walk home?"

She snorted. "Now you're just being silly...oh...oh I see, I get it, I know
what you want now! You expected me to come home and share all the
details...Uh-huh. Well I'm not going to, anyway, damn it. They're _my_
details. Find your own boyfriend."

He grinned, "Feel free to brag."

She shot him a glare, then blushed, eyes widening. "Um...yeah...yeah...I
_know_ what I said, but that's not how it worked out...I know...I
know...That's not any of your business!"

Gabriel leaned back and grinned, pretending to polish his fingernails on
his chest.

Her jaw firmed. "I don't care...No, I don't...She won't figure it out, she
thinks I just went to get fucked so I'd 'fit in better and not be such a
little goody-two-shoes'.  So she'll just think I'm getting _well_ fucked.
As long as she doesn't have to look at me, she doesn't care, anyway, you
know that.  As long as _you_ don't tell her, she'll never know that
I...that I have anything worthwhile, so she won't be jealous...I know you
won't, I didn't mean that. Yeah, I got your back, too, honey...look, I
just...I'm really happy, and I don't want to leave him right now, okay?
He'd never hurt me, Tandi, _never_. No, he's _not_ a 'creepy old guy' damn
it! He's beautiful and not that much older than me and...oh god you are
_so_ crude, and _wrong_. Trust me...he could get all the 'sweet young
forbidden pussy' he wanted, you little brat! He doesn't _have_ to pretend
to love anyone...he could certainly have had all of _mine_ he wanted
without it!"

Gabriel mouthed, "Tell her we're getting married."

Her eyes widened and she shook her head frantically.

Gabriel grinned.

"Okay...Um...well, no, just my swimsuit, but I don't really need any..."
She blushed bright red. "No, that's not _all_ we've done...No, I
didn't...But...Well, that would be kinda nice...yeah...Um, seriously?
Never, if I had any choice in the matter...yeah, I really mean it. I don't
want to leave him...I know, but, well...Mom and Dad are gone for another
week and a half. If I keep my appointments, Tina won't care where I
stay..." She went pale all of a sudden. "Oh god, you're right, she would.
Can you hide them for me, please Sis?  I...I don't know where...no, not
under the house, the damp would _ruin_ them...shit...I've got to come home
and get clothes for lessons anyway, I...I'll think of someplace then, just
watch her til then, okay?  Um...tonight or tomorrow, I'm scared when I come
back, she'll find some way to keep me from leaving again and I can't stand
the thought. But I'll come, I won't let her hurt my babies, even if it
means I have to sneak back out the window at night."

"Okay. Love you, too. Bye." She hung up the phone, looking unhappy.

"What's wrong?"

She sighed. "My older sister is, technically, 'in charge' while my parents
are gone. She doesn't have a whole lot of authority over me...she's mainly
there for Tandi. But...well..." She sat down on the bed, looking miserable.
"This is...hard. I don't want you to think that I'm just some stupid
teenager who doesn't understand simple sibling rivalry. So please, please
believe me. I'm not making this up, I'm not exaggerating, and I'm _not_
imagining it!"

"I believe you."

She looked at him gratefully. "Tina...my older sister...she doesn't like
me. I mean...she _really_ doesn't like me. Um. Honestly...I think she hates
me," Pandora admitted, dropping her eyes. "No matter what I did, how hard I
tried, she just...hates me. She always has."

Gabriel reached out, pulling her into his arms. "That sucks."

"It used to hurt a lot. When I was little, I wanted her to love me more
than anything in the world. I did everything I could to please her. I
mean...I basically acted like her slave, doing anything she wanted, not
talking to her without her permission, giving her my allowance...and she
still hated me, and laughed at me with her friends. Now...I just try to
avoid her. It's easier with her at college. But when she comes home, the
first thing Mom does is start blabbing on about my photo shoots and the
people who want to use me in their ads, and all that shit _she makes me do_
and Tina just...hates me a little bit more with every damned word."

"Ouch."

"And...I used to trust her. I was just a dumb kid. She'd act nice, and I'd
share secrets, and she'd use them to hurt me. So she knows what's always
been important to me. She knows how to hurt me, bad. She just has to go
after my babies. It doesn't take much to ruin an instrument. Especially an
antique. And it's easy to make it look like neglect, or carelessness, too,
so I'd get blamed, not her."

"Your babies?"

"My lyre, my kithara, my tuala, my sau truc, my aulos...oh god, my harps,
my new Egyptian harp..."

"Well, you can store them here, if you want." He stopped suddenly, a
disturbed look on his face.

"You have no idea how much _room_ they take up. My new harp is seven foot
tall...what's wrong?"

"I..." He frowned. "I had a thought. And I really don't like having had
it."

She looked at him worriedly. "What is it?"

He sighed. "Well, I think I know a way we can stop her from hurting you.
But I don't think it would be right."

"Honey...this is my problem. You don't have to deal with it."

"If it's your problem, it's my problem."

She shook her head stubbornly. "No. Not this. Having to deal with my toxic
sister wasn't part of the package I offered you. It's me she hates, and
it's my fault, so it's my problem. I can handle it."

"Honey...I just want to help. Although my idea was a bad one."

"I know. But you shouldn't _have_ to. It wouldn't be fair."  She sighed and
leaned over, kissing his shoulder. "What was your idea?"

Gabriel looked hesitant. "I...really wish I hadn't had it. Not just...that
quickly. I could...could use my aura on her."

"What..._exactly_ do you mean?" She asked carefully. "Use it _how_? To what
end?"

Gabriel sighed, looking away. "To convince her to leave you alone."

"How would you do that?"

Gabriel didn't meet her eyes. "By...giving her something she wants, and
threatening to take it away if she hurts you. Or...or maybe even..."

"So...you'd make her want you. And give her what she wants. And keep doing
so if she behaves. In essence, you'd screw someone who hates me in order to
keep _her_ from hurting me? Yeah. I'd say that's a bad idea, alright."

"Yeah." He looked as if he was on the verge of throwing up.

"Well...I don't know why you'd even think for a minute that I'd think you
sleeping with my sister would make things _better_, but it's not as if you
actually _did_ it. It was a stupid thought, but just a thought. Don't worry
about it. So now that we've established that whoring yourself to my bitch
sister isn't a good option, is that the only one you had, or was that
'maybe even' even worse?"

"It was worse."

"Okay?"

"I...after we, um, 'bonded', I guess, you said you'd do anything I wanted."
He wouldn't meet her eyes, and his entire body was lifeless.

"Yeah?"

"So, um, well...

Her eyes went cold and she stood up without a word and started looking for
her clothes.

Gabriel collapsed back on the bed. "I didn't! I didn't even actually
suggest it! I just...I don't like the thought of her hurting you. At all. I
want to make sure she _can't_. And if she felt that way, and she knew I
loved you, she wouldn't be able to, right?"

She turned to face him, hands in tight fists by her side. "How could you
even _think_ of such a thing?" she hissed angrily.  "I don't understand you
_at all_! Weren't you listening when I said you were more important to me
than anything else? Didn't you believe me? How can you think there's
_anything_ she could possibly do to me that would hurt more than _that_?"

Gabriel said, sadly, "I don't think you understand. I wasn't thinking of
her as...as a partner."

"Then obviously, you feel something _way_ different from this bond than I
do."

Gabriel shook his head. "No. But I wasn't thinking of _offering_ her the
bond. I was thinking of...of forcing it." He finally looked up. "I was
thinking of her as a...as slave, not a partner. Maybe you were right. Maybe
I _am_ a monster."

"That's...that's _perverted_."	Her face was green-tinted. "You would take
something so...so good...and not only give it to someone else, but...but
_use_ it that way?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Oh god...I didn't
think you could say anything to make it worse..."

Gabriel sat up, angrily. "No! I _wouldn't_! Dammit, Pandora, I _told_ you
it was a bad idea! I feel like a fucking monster just for _thinking_ about
it! I'd rather _die_ than do something like that!"

She sat down on the floor, drawing her knees up to her chest and wrapping
her arms around them, rocking miserably like a hurt child. "I just don't
understand how you could think that...much less how you could think it
would _help_...how can you _see_ it that way?"

"I just...Pan, look at me?"

Pandora shuddered. "I _can't_. It hurts."

Gabriel bit his lip. "Please? Give me a chance to explain?"

She shuddered again. "You...you know I can't leave. No matter _how_ much it
hurts. Not really leave."

He sighed. "I know. Look. Remember last night, when I reacted badly to the
pizza guy? This was...kind of the same thing. I was...utterly furious that
she'd _dare_ to hurt you. It was...I'm not sure how to describe it. Like
you're mine, and anyone who hurts you has to _pay_. I...it kind of scares
me. I don't think there's _anything_ I wouldn't do to protect you. I...I
was actually tempted to -- to go after her physically, for a second. Then I
realized that that wouldn't work, and the -- the other thing popped into my
head."

She raised her head slowly and looked at him, face wet with tears, eyes
wide and vulnerable. "You...but you actually thought about it. Long enough
to tell me about it, anyway...didn't you?"

Gabriel shook his head. "No. I _knew_ it was...was sick. You saw my face."

She nodded, slowly and carefully. "Y..yes...but you could have just...just
been worried about what I would say...but...that wasn't it. You...did
realize it. Didn't you?" she asked, pleadingly.

Gabriel nodded. "I did."

She unfolded slightly, reaching for him, then drew back, uncertain.
"Gabriel, I...I don't know how much of...of things like that I can handle.
The weirdness...yeah, no problem. But wh-when you take something that's
more important than life or death to me and...and start th-thinking of it
so...so _casually_ as if...it isn't anything big at all..."

Gabriel bit his lip. "I didn't think of it casually. I just...I have to
protect you. I think...I think sometimes that's going to make me do stupid
things."

Pandora sighed, slumping forward onto her knees tiredly. "I...okay. I
understand. Like...like sometimes when you hear something, the first thing
you think is 'I'm going to _kill_ her!', but you don't really _mean_ it,
and you wouldn't do it, it's just this...instinctive thing. Glandular,
really. Like that?"

Gabriel looked thoughtful. "Yeah. I think so." He chewed on his lip for a
moment. "A...little stronger than that, I think. I've still got a
tremendous...desire to make sure she can't hurt you somehow."

Pandora didn't move from her position in the floor, just continued to look
up at him, her cheek on her knees. "Gabriel...the way she could hurt me the
most would be to somehow harm what I have with you. To intrude on it, or
destroy it, or cheapen it."

"I know."

"So...I think it's best if...if you just don't even think about doing
anything about her. Just...ignore her. I try to. Make it so that, for you,
she just...doesn't exist."

Gabriel looked pained. "I...I can't. Knowing she hurts you is something I
can't ignore. But I won't do anything without running it by you first." He
suddenly looked thoughtful. "And maybe I know a completely mundane way to
help."

Pandora shrunk in on herself and gave him a look of dread. "please..." she
whispered pitifully.

"What if you got her on video? Move the...the most vulnerable things, and
set up hidden cameras around the rest." He looked at her, excitedly. "If
you had _proof_ she'd done it..."

"She'd get punished, yeah. But she's 20. There's not much they can do to
her. And she'd just hate me more afterward. No...the easiest thing to do is
just not leave anything I really care about where she can hurt it. She
won't be there long, just until my parents get home."

"Well, like I said, you can store the stuff here." He waved a hand. "It's
not like I don't have enough room. There's just one catch."

"Mm?"

Gabriel smiled. "Once you're...feeling better? You have to play for me. The
harp, maybe."

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