"A girl? A new girl in the family?" Chi wondered as he peeked carefully through the window from the backyard. After Arya and Ai's little sleepover Chi had been careful to avoid the main family. Arya could be scary when she put her heart into it. Chi had no way of knowing if she had been serious with the anesthesiac or not and he didn't want to find out. Because Ai was together in the plot with her, he had gotten away safely in the end. Ai had such a cruel sense of humor sometimes.
But this time Chi's curiosity got the better of him. His ears twitched in excitement and anticipation as he watched the girl he had heard being called Jinx. This had to be the window to her room. She was sitting on her bed, hugging her knees. Chi's heart made a few thumps louder than usual. The girl was pretty, but looked unhappy. A name was certainly an omen in her case. Maybe if he could...
Suddenly one more thump, louder than all the rest reverberated in Chi's ears. "Yes, you'll do nicely," he heard the muffled words spoken across a vast abyss before a veil of darkness landed before his eyes.
When Chi came to, he found himself bound to a chair.
"What's wrong with this family anyway" were just about the first words to come into his mind. It was still foggy but he could feel a soft, probing sensation where there shouldn't have been any. Chi came to with a jolt of realization. He wasn't wearing his pants! And the feel of being probed was Jinx in a labcoat standing there before him handling his package like a doctor would.
"Get a feel of it, look at it closely. It all needs to go" explained the familiar voice of Vlad to Jinx. He was sitting on a table, watching Jinx conduct the examination without wearing his usual coat. That was now probably on Jinx. And suddenly it struck Chi again what this family was about.
Jinx's touch didn't feel all that professional anymore to Chi. In fact, it was starting to feel rather good. Vlad had apparently come to the same conclusion. Jinx's small paws were soft and she had that mysterious, almost loving smile on her face that Chi had wanted to see on her face, but not in a situation exactly like this. He was helpless but at the same time also getting aroused by it. Seeing Jinx like watching and handling him while he was uncomfortable didn't seem to make it easier, to his surprise.
"Looks like he doesn't need much stimulation. Get him hard, then you can put a clamp on it after you've seen how it's like. Or maybe you'd like to use a scalpel instead," Vlad asked Jinx who got a more thoughtful expression on her face. She replied "Maybe we could try the clamp? I didn't like the scalpel one bit myself."
Chi was starting to get worried. His ears drooped. The thought of this girl having complete control over him was strangely satisfying, even to the point where she would cut him where he was the most sensitive, but he wasn't ready for that. He struggled against the ropes holding him tied to the chair and squirmed as Jinx continued to tug and pull his foreskin while she put her other paw in a coat pocket, most likely for the clamp. Or perhaps for the scalpel instead.
"Help?" The word starting to faintly echo in his head was more a vague feeling than an actual word. Chi squeezed his eyes shut, swallowed and made a discreet nod.
Chi slowly opened his eyes. His expression went indifferent. Thin, black eddies swirled from the corners of his eyes towards his pupils, covering the brown eyes in a veil that was like ink being poured into water. Chi looked at the strands that were holding his arms tightly to the armrests, then returned to look at Jinx and Vlad.
"Leave," he said without a trace of trembling in his voice. It was a word uttered so quietly it would have been difficult to make out in any ordinary room. Yet here, although the room was nothing special, the word felt unusually loud.
Chi, Jinx and Vlad kept looking each other for a moment that seemed to last and last. Then Jinx put the clamp that was already in the palm of her paw back to the pocket she had produced it from, and Vlad stopped what he was doing and dropped down from the table. Both of them kept looking the kit for a moment more, then turned around and left the room without speaking. When the door closed behind them, Chi returned his eyes to the ropes again.
"Closer," a voice inside his head told him, and Chi did as he was told. The rope was made in a factory years earlier. He saw it happening before his eyes, how the worker fed the strands of yarn into a machine.
"Closer," the voice beckoned and Chi obeyed. Motor oil had spilled on the fibers before they were made into strands. Wait, were those plant fibers? Did that happen during the harvest?
"Closer..." the voice distanced itself from Chi. He concentrated, squeezed his eyes tightly together and found himself watching a subatomic fractal pattern.
He had a feeling it was closer still when the fractal pattern started unwinding before his eyes and he started to see the fluctuating quantum possibilities in which ways the pattern could have existed and evolved.
Pushing those from his mind produced a multitude of other possibilities, impossibilities or rather non-possibilities, to be perceived. For nothing was truly impossible, only non-possible. They all were lying just beyond the corner of the eye. Chi had to but turn his head and look. Connecting one possibility with another in his thoughts seemed to expand the possibilities of being into new infinities, if one wasn't enough. Everything was spreading before his eyes. It was a cacophony of form and function, of the states of existence and nonexistence, possibilities and negatives. It was a maddening mess. It was everything and it was nothing.
"Really?" Chi wanted to exhale from the amazement of what he could see, but no breath or sound came out of his body. "I saw it," Chi suddenly spoke aloud although there wasn't anybody to hear. He flexed the muscles of his arms. The ropes around his wrists snapped loose. Apparently the fibers were damaged. Maybe by mechanical abrasion, maybe by time. Perhaps the fibers and thus the rope itself was thousands of years old. There are lots of possibilities which could make the rope break at an auspicious time like this, and when you can't find a possibility you'd like, you could grab ahold of a passing impossibility and mix the probable and improbable states of existence to create something new and ingenious. It was marvellous in a way, but then again, the price was too high for any sound-minded to appreciate the trade.
Chi pried his wrists from the armrests and stood up. "You're old enough you should've learned to keep your pants on by now kiddo; you owe me a few weeks for this. Now let's go find your sis," Chi mumbled to himself, giving voice to the feelings he was undergoing. "Yeah, that just about sums it up." He felt his sore wrists for a second and walked out.
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