Sold (Part 2 of 8)

“Are you sure you can’t sell her?” Jean said.

“I’ve told you twice now that IT is not for sale.”

Jean saw Dave with a pained expression. His eyes rolled at her.

“Now, get out of my way. I’m leaving,” Nora’s owner said. He rushed out of their place. He tossed her into the car and sped away. She usually ended up in the trunk. He’d dumped her bag in the passenger sheet.

“They know you, don’t they? Don’t they!!” He shouted, she assumed at her. “Fuck!”

She could tell he was speeding. And she knew that if she could tell that with her nonexistent sense of motion, he was probably driving extremely recklessly.

He left her in the car and ran into his apartment. She heard him put some things in the trunk of his car. And in under an hour he was driving again.

“Fuck. I liked that place,” he said. “No matter. They won’t find me there any more.”

He dumped her out of her bag onto the floor of an unfamiliar space. Something small bounced away from her as he did.

“What was that?” He said.

He found the little thing and started stomping on it. “Fuck. This place isn’t safe. They put a fucking tracker on you. You aren’t worth it any more. Congratulations.”

He left. She lay in heap on the floor where he’d left her. It was quiet. Occasionally, the sound of a car passing by could be heard. She saw the sun rise the next morning. He hadn’t returned. Later that day, there was a knock on the door. It repeated more insistently. The door crashed in.

“There she is.”

“Thank God!” Jean said.

The sound of multiple people moving about the space reached Nora’s ears.

“Nothing. No one’s here.”

“Nothing’s here.”

As the other men spoke, Dave picked up the doll.

“No stuff either in any of the rooms. No food in the kitchen.”

“Look at this.”

“Damn, he found the tracker.”

“He’s probably long gone.”

“Yeah,” Dave said. “We’ve got what we came for.”

“No, we didn’t,” someone said. “I came for justice.”

“This isn’t over,” someone else said.

They left. Nora spent the next few weeks on Dave and Jean’s spare room bed. She was almost happy. Though, she was shocked to realize, she missed being rented. All those men had helped rescue her. Surely they needed a reward. That was kind of slutty, she thought. Was it because she was a sex toy? Or was her mind forever conditioned to think like that? Did it matter?

Jean would rush into the spare room every fifth or sixth day and apologize profusely for not spending more time with her. Nora was glad she couldn’t point out Jean meant she’d forgotten about her. Jean would read some country or world news articles to her, though, eventually she would fall silent and read the articles to herself. Something would distract her and she’d leave without remembering why she’d came in.

Nora could only laugh at this. At least she was trying, she thought.

About a month after her rescue, Jean visited her with actually useful news: a wizard was going to be visiting to evaluate her condition. Nora was so excited by this news.

A few days later, the wizard arrived. She was not the same person who told Jean she sensed Nora inside the doll months ago. Jean introduced her. “Nora. This is Madame Livanté. She’s a wizard specializing in…”

“Transformations, possessions, and spiritual displacements. Hello, Nora. Let’s see how you’re doing.” From Nora’s point of view, the wizard waved some rocks in her face for about five minutes. “She’s alive and as well as she can be. Her spirit is a little weak. Probably because she’s horny.”

“Horny?” Dave said with a smirk.

“Just because she’s a doll doesn’t mean she can exist without fulfillment. Being a sex doll means she gets fulfillment by having sex.”

“What do you recommend?” Jean said.

“She needs sex, to orgasm, at least three times a week once she’s healthy. Every day would be best for at least the next two weeks.”

“And restoring her?” Dave said. He noticed Jean was looking at the doll oddly.

“Complex spell. When she is restored I hope she can give me some insight as to how the spell was cast. Though I’m guessing she wasn’t paying attention to those details since she’s in the predicament she’s in.”

“She must have been frightened when it happened.”

“No. No, she wasn’t,” the wizard said.

“No? She was only surprised?” Jean said.

“No, she was a willing participant in the spell and probably was completely aware of what it would do to her.”

“What?”

“Oh, she didn’t want it to last as long as it has. I’m also sure of that. But, part of the reason she’s so horny is not just that she is a sex doll, it’s because she wanted to become a sex doll. The wizard who did this to her either tricked her or became incapacitated or was separated from her in some manner. Or some combination all those possibilities.

“I’ll need some time to come up with a permanent solution to her current state. In the meantime, I have been asking around about temporary solutions as well. I’ll let you know in a week or two what an expected time line to solve her problem might look like.”

“Will having both a temporary and permanent solution cost more?”

“Nominally. Putting your eggs in one magic basket isn’t wise though. Magic is fickle. Now, unless there’s something else, I have a pressing matter I must not be late to.”

*****

Dave entered Nora’s bedroom the evening after the wizard’s visit. He was just wearing underpants. “I hope you really want this.” He said nothing else and began what little foreplay he needed to get himself semi-erect.

Jean spoke from the doorway as he was about to enter the doll. “No need to rush, Big Boy.” She was wearing sexy lingerie in a bright red color.

“I thought…”

“Don’t think,” she said. She slid into bed and knelt next to the doll. “Keep doing what you were doing. Just look at me and not the doll.”

He kissed Jean and their passion mounted. While he was fucking the doll, he and his wife were making love.

Nora didn’t care. She exploded, releasing a dam of pent up erotic energy as soon as he entered her. The couple were still early in their love making when Nora recovered from her orgasm. She felt like she in one of those weird point of view sex tapes as they made out above her: Jean, Dave, and What the Fuck Toy Saw. Now on 8mm film. She laughed in her mind at her joke.

“Do you want to finish in our room?” Dave said as Jean was getting fully revved up.

“No, do me right here.” She lay on top of Nora and Nora felt Dave smash in and out of Jean over and over. Jean’s orgasm was full of passion and lust. The two living participants collapsed on the bed. After a moment, Jean kissed the doll on the lips. “I hope you enjoyed that at least half as much as I did, Nora.”

This scenario repeated every night over the next few weeks. Each night Nora’s participation became less and less perfunctory. Both of them would hold and caress the doll. Jean would grind herself on Nora’s face. Jean would lick Dave’s cock as he was penetrating the doll. Dave would hug and kiss the doll on the lips, while Jean sucked him off.

Jean entered the bedroom early one evening and said, “Nora, good news. I visited Madame Livanté’s laboratory. She said she’ll have the temporary solution ready by early next week. Now, I hope you aren’t offended by this. But, you might have wondered why I visited the wizard. In addition to hiring her to solve your problem, I’ve come to realize recently I needed something of my own and she had exactly what I wanted readily available.”

She held up a necklace. “I hope you aren’t offended.” She put the necklace on and Nora was surprised as Jean was turning into a sex doll.

Nora laughed. Sex with Dave and a sex doll wasn’t enough for Jean. She had to be a sex doll, too?

The two dolls lay inert on the bed for over an hour when Dave appeared in the doorway. “There you are,” he said. “You’ve been talking to Nora for over… Jean?”

He laughed. “I can’t believe you did this. When you asked Livanté about becoming a doll yourself, I thought you were joking.”

He moved Jean to a corner of the bed before disrobing. “Unfortunately, as I warned you during dinner, I have an early meeting tomorrow and I’m rather tired. I don’t think I can pleasure you both. And Nora needs it more than you do. Jeannie, you can to watch me have sex with Nora. And don’t you tell me later this isn’t precisely what you hoped would happen.”

He had sex with Nora and when he was done he got up to leave. “Oh, forgot.” He reach toward Jean his hand hovering above the necklace. He pulled her by the neck to his face and kissed her. “Good night, Jean.”

He set her back down and left, a few chuckles from him were audible to both dolls.

Dave left Jean as a doll for three days. She wasn’t mad when he finally removed the necklace. In fact, she pounced him and they screwed for over an hour atop Nora before Jean was sated.

“That wasn’t nice,” Jean said.

“I thought it was amazing,” he joked.

“I meant the necklace.”

“Taking it off? You can keep wearing it.”

“You meanie,” she said. “Have you heard from the wizard?”

“Yes, she’ll be here tomorrow.” He looked a little down. “She said the permanent solution has hit a snag. But, a temporary one is ready. It will be similar to the necklace. But, because it has to fight the existing spell, the duration will be a bit more limited.”

“How much more?”

“She didn’t say. She’ll explain when she can tell Nora.”

“Should we have left the room?” Jean said.

“I don’t see why we would shield her from what’s going on. She’s the one living with this. Or, not living with it.”

As much as it pleased her to hear what Dave said, Nora thought, “Thanks, Dave. That joke never gets old.”

*****

Madame Livanté placed the necklace around Nora’s neck. Light shined dimly from the heart-shaped pendant hanging between her breasts. It grew brighter and brighter. Suddenly, it fell to a dim glow. At the same time, Nora inhaled deeply.

“Oh, my!” She lunged at the wizard and hugged her. “Oh, God. Oh, God. Thank you. Thank you.” She hugged them hard, all while giving thanks.

They let her get as much of it out as she could before saying anything.

The wizard took hold of the pendant. “Nora, I need to explain a few things.”

Through tears of joy, Nora calmed down, “Okay.”

“I was hoping this pendant would be glowing brighter. The spell affecting you is more powerful than I expected.”

“What does that mean?”

“This glow will fade. When it’s gone, Nora, you will turn back into a doll. As you restore your energy, the pendant will grow brighter and once it is at full brightness, you will transform again. But this will dim the pendant, and unfortunately, it seems like the transformation takes a lot of energy.”

“When you say restore my energy, do you still mean sex?”

“Yes. The more the better.”

“How long will it last like this?”

“Only a few hours. Five. Maybe Six. I would advise you not to go out alone.” She said. “It’s not all doom and gloom. As time goes by, the necklace should gain strength and the doll spell should lose it. If we never find a permanent solution, this necklace should break the original spell… well… in a few years. I wish I had better news.”

“I’m alive,” Nora said. “I can deal with any setbacks after what I’ve been through.”

“That’s the spirit. I’ll leave so you and the Lukowski’s can have a normal conversation.”

“I want to talk about the weather. I haven’t done that is so long.”

“Really?” Jean said.

“No,” Nora said with a sly smile. “That can wait until tomorrow.”

*****

“We have to have more sex?” Dave said once the wizard was gone. “We’ve been doing it daily for a month.”

“Mornings and evenings?” Nora said.

“I’m down for it,” Jean said. “Aw, honey, why do you look worried?”

“I’ll give it my best,” Dave said.

“Of course you will.” Jean kissed him.

“May I interrupt,” Nora said. “I haven’t eaten in…”

“Oh, god. Let me make you something.” Jean rushed off to the kitchen.

Dave and Nora followed after her without rushing. “We spoke about this,” he said. “You can stay here as long as you need to. We don’t have any chores for you or obligations until you aren’t at the whim of some magic thing keeping you human.”

“I’ll help.”

“Only if you want. We just don’t expect you to. You should spend time getting back in touch with friends and family.” He reached into his pocket. “I got you a phone. It’s pre-paid for a few months. I couldn’t do anything about your old phone number.”

“Oh, god! I have to call Mom.”

“Please do,” He said.

Jean said, “We never called your family as we didn’t know if you could be restored. Once we knew, we figured you could tell them yourself.”

“I can’t be upset either way. Thanks.”

“And stop giving us thanks.” He said with a grin.

Nora spent most of the day on the phone with friends and family catching up on her lost sixteen months. After dinner, when she hung up after her call to her sister, Jean said, “I’m going to turn in. Good night.”

“Good night.”

She called a few more friends until it got a bit late. Dave said to her, “We should go…”

“Go?”

“Your bedroom.”

“Seriously. I… You.. We can’t. Jean…”

“This was Jean’s idea. That’s why she turned in early.”

“What if we wake her?”

“She won’t mind. She had a doll transformation necklace made so she could make you feel more comfortable when you and I were together. I find it awkward too. You’ve reached your lifetime quota of time spent involuntarily as a doll.”

She laughed. “This is going to be more awkward than the first time I ever had sex.”

“Tell me about it.”

They laughed.

“No, actually tell me about it. And I’ll tell you my awkward story. And by the time we’re done, we should be in the middle of sex and not notice the awkwardness any more.”

She nodded. “Okay.”

As they predicted, they were both worse than awkward trying to touch one another. After a few furtive attempts to hold one another naturally, it became comical. Laughter broke the ice. They kissed, a long indulgent kiss. Soon, the awkward start was forgotten. They were sweaty and tired afterward.

“I haven’t made myself sweat like that in too long.” She said. After a short silence she said, “I can’t believe we didn’t wake Jean.”

“I’m sure she heard you.”

“Me? You weren’t quiet either.”

“I’m sure she can tune out my sex noises,” Dave joked. “You were loud. We’ll ask her in the morning.”

“She won’t just tell you when you get in bed with her.”

“I’m staying here if you’ll have me.”

“No, go to your wife.”

“I can’t.”

“What?”

“She isn’t in our bedroom.”

“Did she leave?”

“No, she said she turned in.”

“Yes.”

“Turned into what, you should ask?” He pointed at the closet in her bedroom. The sliding door was ajar. In the darkness beyond, she could just make out a figure standing in the closet.

“She watched us?!”

“She told me she would,” he said giving the doll in the closet a little wave.

“I can’t believe she wanted to see you having sex with another woman.”

“Not just any other woman. You,” he said. “We both love you, Nora. She’s told me she’ll miss you when you finally move out.”

“But…”

“No buts unless you mean this butt.” He gave her ass a playful swat. “Shall I bring her into your bed? This bed lately has been host to one or two living people and a doll or two for the last six weeks or so. We don’t want to break that streak, do we?”

“No, I suppose not. I’ll get her.” She got out of bed and pulled the doll out of the closet. “You are very naughty,” she admonished the doll. “It works for you.”

*****

Her magic necklace held a charge for over a day. And as long as they recharged it with sex each day, it would keep her alive indefinitely. A few weeks after getting the necklace, she said she was meeting friends for drinks. Jean wanted to treat her like a fragile porcelain doll but Dave didn’t allow her to do so. He offered to give her a ride.

She sat in the bar by herself, watching the people come and go. A few men tried to buy her drinks but she politely declined. She was looking for a specific someone. It took a couple different attempts on different days before she saw a face she would never forget: one of a handful. It was her lucky night because he approached her.

“What’s a lovely lady doing sitting here along? Can I get you a drink?”

“Sure. I’m just waiting for someone. Are you someone?”

“I believe I am. Eddie.” He said, offering his hand.

“Nora.” She said, shaking his hand. Her face did not betray her confirmation that he wouldn’t and didn’t recognize her.

They chatted amicably for a bit before she said she had to leave. At his suggestion that they continue talking privately, she said sure and hired a gig taxi. They waited on the street corner for it to arrive. “How adventurous are you?” She asked.

“I like a good adventure.”

“Put this on,” she said. She handed him a blindfold.

“Kinky. But, that’s probably not a good idea.”

“Probably not. Nothing risked…”

“I like you.” He took the mask and put it on.

The gig driver was amused as she helped Eddie into the vehicle. Once the driver was sure Eddie wasn’t drunk or in trouble he no longer cared. When they got out of the vehicle, she led him toward the front stairs of a row house. They laughed and joked as she tried to prevent him from stumbling too much. She rang the bell.

“Why are you ringing the bell?”

She draped Jean’s magic necklace on Eddie’s neck in lieu of responding. He transformed into a doll before he knew what was happening.

Madame Livanté appeared at that moment. “Kidnapping is a terrible risk,” she said.

“You seemed okay with this when I texted you a couple days ago.”

“I kind of hoped you wouldn’t find him. I assume this is Eddie.”

“In the plastic.”

Together, they carried Eddie into the attached house without dropping him. Being plastic helped reduce his weight.

“I have a spot ready for him.”

The spot was a cage in her basement. When Nora saw it, she said, “You tell me kidnapping is a terrible risk but you have a cage in your basement.”

“Hmmpf. Take the necklace off him and get out of the cage quickly.” By the time he could move, the cage door was locked.

“Where am I?” He pulled the blindfold off. The two women were looking at him through the bars of a cage. “This is not what I was expecting.”

Nora laughed. “How’s Linda these days, Eddie? Ever get her to turn into a doll?”

“What? Oh, no. It’s you. I’m glad you’re alive. I…”

“Shut up. I spent sixteen months in hell because of you.”

“Settle down, both of you.”

“It wasn’t my fault,” Eddie said.

“It was entirely your fault you were cheating on your girlfriend.”

“Fair.”

“I said settle down,” Livanté said. “I only agreed to this so Edward here could tell me about the spell still affecting you, Nora.”

Eddie laughed. “This is a joke, right? Still affecting her? Are you a quack wizard? That spell could never have lasted over a year.”

“What does he mean?”

“What’s the normal duration?”

“A day?” He said thoughtfully. “Maybe three if the subject really resists the spell ending. How much did you like being a doll?”

“I didn’t.”

“You did. He isn’t lying about that,” Livanté said. “Could this Linda person have extended the spell?”

“Linda? I doubt it. She prefers glamours to transformations.” He saw Nora didn’t understand. “Glamours are illusions. She likes to look pretty. I offered to actually make her face look made up but she insisted she preferred the illusion to magic that actually modified her.”

“Smart,” the wizard said. “But irrelevant. Could she have extended the doll spell on Nora?”

“I doubt it. What happened? She wouldn’t talk to me for a month.”

“You two made up?”

“Oh, no. She’d had enough. But, once she broke up with me, she seemed less inclined to be angry with me. She never would tell me what she did with you. I thought she was just making me squirm since I knew she wouldn’t do any permanent harm to you with magic.”

“Does she know other wizards?” Nora said.

“Not really. They can immediately see through her glamours. She prefers hanging out with norms. Why are you still mad with me? That was over a year ago.”

“I was stuck as a doll for 16 months.”

He laughed. “Did Linda put you guys up to this? She likes to prank me.”

“It isn’t funny,” Nora said.

“Yes, it is. If you were a doll for 16 months, it’s because you wanted to be a doll for 16 months.” He looked at Livanté. “Tell her.”

“What is he talking about?”

“I’m sorry, Nora. I’ve been holding out hope that his spell was different than most transformations. But he says it isn’t and I’m inclined to believe him. Transformations are either one-offs, meaning they change something and the spell is gone.”

“Like a permanent spell?”

“No, a permanent spell would be reversable. After those transformations do their work, the spell energy is expended and fades into the aether.”

“You said you could sense the spell on me.”

“Exactly, temporary transformation spells have to remain in place. They are of limited duration because the target of the spell will naturally resist the spell. The energy of the spell holds the change in place. When the spell runs out of energy it dissipates.”

“Could he have fed sixteen months of energy into the spell that affected me?”

“Do you think you could have captured me if I were that powerful?” He said. “Your wizard friend here is being too nice with you, Nora. You! You were feeding magic energy into the spell that made you a doll. You wanted it.”

She looked at Livanté who was simply nodding in agreement.

“But…”

“I don’t remember your name,” Eddie said. “If you managed to hold my spell together for sixteen months…”

“And could have for longer since I did have to break the spell,” Livanté added.

“… You should ask yourself how powerful a wizard are you?”

“I wasn’t sure how I was going to explain that to you,” the wizard said. “Somehow, you managed to gather magic energy sufficiently strong enough to hold his, I’ll say, amateurish—”

“Fair.”

“Hold his amateurish spell in place while you weren’t even human.”

“She’s probably part succubus,” Eddie said.

“What?”

“That isn’t as far fetched as it may sound,” Livanté said. “If you had succubus blood, channeling sexual energy into the doll spell would be effortless.”

“Can I go now?” Eddie said.

Madame Livanté waved her hand and the energy skittering across the cell bars faded. He pushed the door open.

Eddie looked at Nora earnestly. “I’m going to say I’m sorry. Normally I wouldn’t. Learning this about yourself is probably hard. I hope you find a way to make it work for you. Good day, Ladies.”

“Eddie?” She said as he walked past her.

“Yes?”

“We aren’t square.”

“What do you want from me?”

“Teach me to be a wizard? Or at least how to cast the doll spell on myself.”

“I knew you liked it.”