When Jon first thought of giving Sarah this ultimate power over him (if only for 48 hours) he had gotten excited. It was the unknown of what he would experience under her control that had intrigued him. Now, however, as he stood on his front driveway in a sexed up woman's body, staring at the pink Lamborgini parked there and realizing what he had to do, his stomach sank.
He had never wanted to hurt anyone.
Sarah had different plans.
She had ordered him to head over to Karyn's place and introduce himself as his own new girlfriend. His heels clicked on the pavement toward the parked sports car. He imagined the look on Karyn's face when she meets the new him. He wasn't looking forward to it. It was no secret that Karyn had been in love with Jon for a long time, but Jon never felt right about moving the relationship to that level.
Now he was being forced by Sarah to break Karyn's heart, and he realized for the first time the amount of affection he actually held for her.
"Too late," his sex kitten voice told him as he felt the cool leather on his exposed thighs (the micro-skirt Sarah had allowed him to wear didn't cover much).
The instructions given him hadn't been too specific, just to go over and introduce himself. He planned to do just that, then bolt. No small talk, no chit chat. Head straight home, then try to convince Sarah to not hurt his friends anymore, although he wasn't sure how much clout he'd have with her.
He pulled his car into the driveway, climbed out, swayed his way up to the house and rang the bell.
