Author: Jaycee

Well, I’m in trouble!

Last Wednesday, I guessed (half-correctly) that my voice had an effect on Jo. I was going to talk to her that afternoon, but she took the rest of the day (and, it turns out, the rest of the week) off. I told Martine, who reached out to her. Jo didn’t tell her much at that time, just that she had some personal issues and might drop by Martine’s apartment at a later time to tell her about it.

Saturday night, I was at Martine’s place myself and we were on the couch, watching TV and fooling around a little. (It’s never hard to get Martine in the mood–she’s got a strong libido to start with, and since she’s my thrall, my sexual mood becomes her mood most of the time.) But then, just as we were getting in the swing of things, the doorbell rang. Martine asked through the intercom who it was–it was Jo! Martine buzzed her in and, while Jo was climbing the stairs to her apartment, she told me to hide in the closet. I was able to hide just in time before Jo entered the apartment.

They sat in the living room and (after Martine served her some red wine), Jo started talking. I couldn’t see them but I could hear them perfectly well. Jo jumped right into the topic and I could hear there was some distress in her voice. She talked about some piercings that literally APPEARED on her overnight, without her remembering how she’d gotten them. She didn’t get drunk or anything, or at least couldn’t remember any of it. But that wasn’t the part that troubled her, it was the way they VIBRATED when she heard MY voice.

Martine pretended to be puzzled. Her Jaycee’s voice? That didn’t make sense. Jo agreed, but insisted it was true. She told Martine about what had happened on Wednesday and Martine kept pretending to be skeptical. Hidden in my closet, I could imagine my voice making Jo very horny at inopportune moments, and that got me a bit hot–which in turn got Martine hot, enough so that she seemed to choke on her wine. She reassured Jo she was fine, but I knew she was getting aroused. Her sexual imagination was probably at work when she suggested to test Jo’s hypothesis. If it was my voice that triggered the rings, she wanted to see it at work for herself. She had saved several of my voice messages on her iPhone. All she had to do was play one of them, and they’d see, right? Turn it on, then off, then on again, and it would be all the proof she needed. Jo agreed.

The moment my voice message played, Jo let out a little whimper. Then: “What are you doing?” Martine answered she was checking for vibrations. I realized Martine was probably groping Jo’s breasts. The image of my busty girlfriend groping another girl (my co-worker) got me even hotter, and consequently Martine’s arousal went up a few notches. I’m guessing her clinical examination turned into more gentle, erotic caresses, and Jo’s whimpers turned into moans. Martine asked if the ring between her legs was vibrating too, but Jo said nothing. Martine told me later that she slid a hand down there to check, and the moan that followed was even louder.

Damn it! I knew where this was headed and I couldn’t see any of it, except in my mind. (And I can assure you, what was going on in my mind was the stuff of legends!) And sure enough, though my voice message ended, Jo was excited enough that she didn’t stop Martine. There were a few weak verbal protests, but Martine assured her I wouldn’t know, and even if I did, I wouldn’t mind or care.

They went at it for almost half an hour, undressing and kissing and licking and caressing and fingering each other, until many orgasms had been achieved on each side. And then they cuddled and talked some more, and HELL, they ran ANOTHER test using another voice message (at Jo’s request, by the way!), and they had sex again.

All that time, remember that I was stuck in a tiny closet, forced to be silent and endure the torment of being so close to the action, yet so far. Also, I had a burning need to pee, which I had ot hold in until Jo left (which took about 2 hours).

So it’s confirmed, my voice indirectly causes Jo to be horny. And it’s confirmed, Attitude has nothing to do with this, so whoever’s behind this, it can’t be good.

–Jaycee
“I’m doing it.”

This morning, something new happened with Jo.

When I got the the office, she was already there and on the phone with a freelancer. I stayed quiet until she was done, then wished her good morning.

To my (and her) surprise, she let out a loud moan, then blushed furiously. I didn’t need my Faerie Sight to tell this was an erotic moan. She apologized for the outburst and returned her attention to her screen, her face so red I thought she was going to faint. I asked her if she was all right. She bit her lips and squirmed a bit in her chair. She said she was fine, then apologized again and said she had to focus on some kind of emergency.

I said all right, I’d leave her alone (she shivered when I said that), and stayed quiet.

I think my voice is turning her on. Maybe I’ll try talking to her again this afternoon.

–Jaycee
“I’m doing it.”

The holiday period went great, thanks for asking. I’m glad to say my glasses have finally returned to normal. Attitude said it was a weak and pretty sloppy spell (she DID cast it in anger), so it wasn’t going to last very long. If you ask me, it lasted too long. Sure, there were some upsides (like seeing what a LOT of hot chicks looked like under their layers of winter clothing), but when it comes to work colleagues (or chubby folks shopping at Wal-Mart), I found out a lot more than I would have wanted.

Didn’t think I’d see Jo before coming back to work, but Martine & her had a few nights out. We did run into each other when I dropped Martine off to meet with her, but we didn’t chat much. From what Martine told me, she admitted to having the rings, but didn’t seem too enthusiastic about it. If it’s typical faerie magic, I’m guessing she can’t take them off and that probably freaks her out a little. Should I approach her about what I know, and tell her about faeries in general? That might freak her out more. Also, it might bring to light the fact that I know about the rings and raise questions about HOW I found out. Don’t know if I want to go there…

–Jaycee
“I’m doing it.”

Happy Winter Solstice (whatever you call it in your own religion)!

I’m keeping the update short today because I went to bed pretty late last night. Martine was pretty turned on by the end of the night (my fault, I might have induced that in her…), so we had to have a little after-party party of our own…

I’ll spare you the details of dinner, except to say that it was very tasty. It was great to see Brooke & Megan–we don’t hang out nearly as much as I’d like to. I’ll fix that in 2016, I promise.

But the important part is about Jo’s nipple & clit rings, right? That’s why you’re here reading this on a Christmas morning… So subtle as always, Martine brought up the topic of getting nipple rings for herself, but was concerned about the pain and all. Any of you girls know anything about that? Jo blushed a little and said nothing. Megan knew tons of models who’d gotten them and talked us through the clinical aspects of it, including post-op soreness & sleeping issues (you don’t want to sleep on them, of course), but all in all, seems to be a simple process, not very painful. Martine insisted, turning to Jo. “Have you heard differently?” she asked. Jo shook her head. “Not much more, the pain isn’t a big deal, if there’s any pain at all.”

So that was that. We couldn’t get more out of Jo than that. I think the bit about “if there’s any pain at all” is a bit telling, don’t you think? Isn’t thins something you’d say if rings had magically appeared in your nipples and clitoris?

Anyway, the evening was fine. I was feeling a bit naughty so I increased Martine’s level of arousal any time she spoke to Jo–which she figured out and kept doing anyway. I also noticed that Brooke & Megan felt very attracted to each other. It’s nice to see they’re still feeling that way after being together for this long (it’s not Brooke’s habit to date someone for years…).

I probably won’t hear from Jo until after the holiday, but I’ll keep you posted on anything I find out.

–Jaycee
“I’m doing it.”

Minx came with me to the office yesterday and confirmed that Jo did have nipple rings now. She also dove under Jo’s desk and examined her nether parts. She later revealed that Jo had another little ring down there too. Seems like all three rings have some kind of latent magical trigger, but Minx can’t really identify it–it’s not something she’s very good at.

As far as I can tell, there’s no apparent scarring, so it’s pretty clear to me these rings were magically attached to Jo. She’s given no indication that she was freaking out about this, but then again, she wouldn’t talk about that with a colleague, especially not knowing that I live with faeries and I’m familiar with this magical stuff. She’d probably be too concerned about looking like a freak.

I spoke to Martine about this last night and she’s going to help. She’s organizing a small holiday dinner tomorrow night and is going to invite Jo (who’s new in town and has no one to celebrate with), Brooke & Megan. Maybe she can squeeze some information out of Jo…

–Jaycee
“I’m doing it.”

I spent most of the weekend inside, except to go see Star Wars (no spoilers, don’t worry!). It was a tough call: I weighed the desire to see the movie against what I knew I was going to see in the line-up and sitting around me. I decided to go for it.

Then, this morning, it was back to work. I was half hoping the glasses would have returned to normal, but they hadn’t. That meant I would have to look at Jo naked most of the day–oh, WOE is me! I mean, she’s sexy as hell to look at, but I can’t get any good work done. It’s distracting! It’s arousing! I get turned on knowing I’m seeing her naked without her realizing what I’m seeing. It’s kind of like that erotic story I read a long time ago (the title escapes me) where the girl is hypnotized to THINK she’s wearing clothes, but the protagonist sees her completely naked. It’s pretty twisted, I know, but it kind of turns me on…

Anyway, that’s not the point. The point is that I noticed something… extra about Jo this morning, something I wouldn’t have noticed had I not had the x-ray glasses: she has nipple rings!

She DIDN’T have those on Friday, I know it!

There’s no way I can ask Jo about them, of course… I’ll have to ask Minx to come with me to work tomorrow and have a look at those. Maybe she can tell me something about where they came from.

–Jaycee
“I’m doing it.”