He trails his finger in a spiral around my breast.“These are so pretty.I need to see them.”
My stalker shocks me when he straddles me.He grabs my tank top and lifts it over my breasts.The moment the air hits my nipples, I writhe.I can feel him staring intently at my tits.It’s so fucking erotic.I’ve never been more turned on.
“Perfection.”
My chest rises and falls with every deep breath and exhale.Still, he holds my shirt up, not touching me.
Eventually, I’m so desperate that I whimper.The sound of my voice makes me wince right before he swats my breast.
“Shhh.Naughty girl.Focus on my orders.”
A shudder wracks my body.My boob is on fire.I can’t decide if I want him to do it again or resume his gentle touches.I’m in control of that.All I have to do is keep quiet to get the sensual experience.
“I can see your mind racing, princess.I know you enjoyed having your bottom spanked last night, but I advise that you not tempt me.I won’t flip you over and swat your bottom again tonight.I will pull your panties down and spank your naked pussy until you regret making a single sound.Do I make myself clear?”
My breath hitches.I nod vigorously.
“No sounds,” he admonishes sharply.
I’m so disappointed when he pulls my shirt back over my chest that I nearly moan again.
He cups my globes over the cotton, weighing them before stroking my nipples with his thumbs.“So responsive.You like it when Daddy touches your little breasts, don’t you, princess?”
Holding my breath, I tip my head back.It’s not a good idea.I need to keep my chin down to avoid choking on my saliva.But I’m so fucking turned on, and it’s so embarrassing.
He continues to rub them.“They’re tinier than I expected.Like little bug bites.”
It’s a struggle to remain silent.His words are odd.I should be insulted.But he’s simply making an observation.
When he pinches them, I buck.
“I bet they will get larger over time.You’re only eighteen.No one has played with them before.I’m the first and only man who will touch these sweet buttons.Now that I’ve seen them, I’m going to want to touch them often.Keep them hard.I bet they will get larger if I suck on them.”
Please…
His words… So strange.It’s like he’s talking to himself.Making notes.And he’s so confident that I’ll never be with anyone else.This man who stalks me.Corners me.Has never shown me his face.
I wonder if he’s scarred.Does he think I would care?Maybe that’s why he does it.But I’ve never heard anyone speak of a badly disfigured man on campus.He is a student, right?Fuck.I don’t know anything about him.Maybe he doesn’t go to this school at all.
He moves to kneel between my thighs.With my feet secured to the corners of the bed, I can’t draw my legs together, but the presence of his knees between mine emphasizes my total restraint.
His fingers dance on my thighs.
I whimper before quickly stopping myself.
“Good girl.You’re learning.It takes practice, princess.You’ll get it right.I know you will.You have bad habits ingrained in you.Daddy will correct them until you stop doing them without hesitation.You’ll learn to lie still for me and not make a sound without the straps and the ball gag.”
His fingers trail up my hips and swirl around my exposed tummy.He keeps talking, but it’s so hard to focus.In my head, I’m begging him to touch me in other places.
“Shhh… I know you’re screaming inside.I can see it in your expression.Settle down, princess.Calm your mind.Accept your submission.Surrender to it.Give me your power.It’s what you were born to do.You know it deep inside.You knew it the night we met.You knew you felt right in my arms.Alive.Cherished.You knew I would worship you.Stop fighting it.”
I can’t stop panting.I want to obey him, but it’s so hard.
“Slow your breathing, pretty girl…” His voice is so reverent.He’s enamored by me.Intrigued and stunned.Same as me.
“I did some research.Did you know there are people who are natural submissives?”
I don’t move.How can he talk to me while he’s trailing his fingertips over my bare skin?Making mewant.