With a wave of her hand, Sarah issues her command. "Now go. I'm tired of looking at you trashy bitches. I'm going to see you too much at school already."
What follows is silence before Sarah shouts. "GO! Get out of my house." A desperate scramble of clumsy heels can be heard clacking away, up a staircase, and finally the sound of a slamming door is heard.
Jon's eager to try to make a move on Sarah, but for some reason she's standing still. With a peak he realizes it's because one of the girls didn't leave.
"Melissa..." Sarah begins. "Didn't you learn your lesson? Or are you a slut and a bimbo?
Jon can't hear any sounds of anyone leaving, then finally the voice speaks up again. "No... The only reason you have the power is because of that stone! You don't deserve this! You're just an evil witch who got lucky! Now turn us back! This isn't fair!"
"I earned this stone." Sarah retorts. Jon grits his teeth at that one. "And just for that, I wish that anyone who touches those tattoos will be that girls mistress for the next four hours."
Jon's heart leaps in his chest and he starts to fret about the wording... Is he included in with the "girls," or did he dodge a bullet. A sharp slap! breaks him out of his worrying, and he hears the sounds of a scuffle break out. It's not long before Melissa screams in erotic ecstasy and Sarah starts to laugh. "You silly bitch." she continues to laugh. "It looks like you're not just my slave, but I really am your mistress, Now kneel!" Melissa kneels quickly, though not without hesitation. "Now slut, kiss my shoes." The girl does, even as her brow furrows with concern and shock. "This power... ohhh~ it's intoxicating. Come with me slave, I'm taking you to my room for the next 4 hours." She titters maliciously and after a moment Jon hears Sarah begin to walk away. Melissa goes to stand as well, but Sarah snaps at her. "Did I say you could stand?" She cocks her hip and smirks. "crawl after me."
The light cuts off and the sound of the two ascending the stairs fades. With a sigh, Jon peaks out from behind the bar and his eyes scan the room desperately. He makes to stand, but immediately falls over as the heels throw him off. Steadying himself by holding onto the bar, he wobbles to his feet and begins to clack his way around the room. Desperately he rifles around in the dark. Magazines... a cup... a wax candle...
"Please let it be here..." He mutters over and over. His bee stung lips feel clumsy as he speaks, so he stops. He finally brushes against something that tumbles to the floor and his heart leaps. Desperately he falls to his knees. THE STONE! He has it!
Wobbling back to his heels he allows himself a moment of reprieve. He'll be able to fix this... fix himself and the girls! And after that, he'll get revenge on Sarah. His celebration is short lives as he hears Sarah call from upstairs. "Wait right there slut! I'me going to be right back." The sound of her footsteps grows louder, and in a frenzied rush Jon scrambles out the door, leaving it wide open as he runs into the dark of night.
