I shake my head.
“What about you?Have you touched it?Do you rub your little clit at night until you orgasm?”
I’m going to die of humiliation.
His lips come closer to my ear again.“Do you masturbate, princess?”
“No,” I whisper almost too softly to hear myself.
“Because you’re such a good girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Are you going to be a good girl if I let you go?”
“Yes.”My voice is stronger.Is letting me go a possibility?
“Will you go straight home and get into bed?”
I nod.“Yes.”
“Are you going to wear this skirt again?”
“No.”
“Good girl.It doesn’t suit you, and I don’t want to see you trying to attract the wrong kind of attention again.Do you understand?”
“Yes.”I’m feeling hopeful.It’s like he’s going to let me off with a warning.Though this is madness.Who does he think he is?
“Do you own plain, white cotton bras in a size smaller, princess?I bet your bras are a B cup.”
“Yes.”I think my face is going to combust.I’ve never had a discussion like this with a living soul, let alone a stranger.And I’m furious that he’s making me feel something I can’t explain.
My stomach is in knots, and my pussy is swollen, achy.I think wetness is leaking out of me as if I’ve peed myself.But that didn’t happen.
“Good.I don’t want to see you dressed slutty again, understood?”
“Yes.”At this point, I’ll agree to anything.
“Wear your own clothes.The onesyoubrought to college.I’ll be watching you.I don’t want to see any of your bra straps.”
I swallow.“Okay.”
“Are you going to tell anyone about our little chat, princess?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
I’m panting, partly from fear, partly from irrational arousal.What kind of a question is that?“Uh… Because I don’t have any idea who you are or what you look like, and no one would believe me.”
Another deep chuckle vibrates against my neck.“Oh, princess, they would believe you, but you’re right.They wouldn’t know who I am.It’s best we keep this encounter between you and me, don’t you think?”
“Yes.”This man knows where I live.He’s been watching me.There’s no telling what he would do if I went to the campus police.Maybe he would be angered, break into my house in the night, and…
“Good girl.I’m going to set you down.Find your housemates and go home.”
I nod.“I will.”