The Watcher Pt3 [FFM][End]

“You mix that n**** with that Creole make a Texas bamma!” He phone sang signaling it was her friend Jessica.

Beyoncé came blaring out of her phone as Anya struggled to compose herself and scramble to pause the video.

“Hey girl why you calling so late, I didn’t burn the house down damn!” Anya answered trying to be playful and inconspicuous. There was no response. She looked at her phone to ensure she didn’t accidentally hang up in the confusion.

“Uh hello you there or what? Did you butt dial me?” She asked a little frustrated her masturbation was interrupted by a miss dial.

“I’m here, press play.” Her friend whimpered into the phone.

Anya’s eyes immediately got wide, “uhm what do you mean press play?” She responded clearing her throat and looking at the screen.

SLAP! “Oh fuck girl quit playing he won’t let me cum until you do press play, oohhh fuck Daddy that dick so good!” Jessica moaned out.

Anya immediately felt the gravity of her situation, she was being watched and not just that but being used. She sat there frozen not knowing where the camera was or what she should do she felt violated but she was in her friend house getting off to her private videos. 

“Anya please I need this so bad ugh, he’s had me on edge all day fuck, 16 times girl 16 times I’ve almost cum but he won’t let me you need to cum for me please!” Jessica begged like she was on the verge of tears.

Anya reached forward and hit play and slipped her hand back down to her pussy. Taking in the almost overwhelming amount of stimulation. 

“Look Daddy, you like watching her play with that pussy don’t you?” Jess cooed.

Anya kept at it trying now to stifle her own moans and focus on Jessica’s as she took her Daddies dick on screen and in her ear.

“Slap it Anya, slap that pretty pussy for Daddy.” Jess moaned. Anya did so immediately moaning hard at the contact with her sensitive clit. “Again baby show Daddy how bad you want it.” Slap! 

“Ooh fuck I’m close Jess.” Anya moaned

“Ooh fuck ill do anything Daddy I promise please let me cum with her.” Jessica moaned into Anya’s ear. A muffled response and Jess cried out with a jolt like he just thrust hard and deep.

“YES DADDY, whatever you want! Ill get on my knees and eat her pussy for you!” She screamed out surprising the hell out of Anya.

“You want this pussy Jess? You want to taste it for Daddy?” Anya replied lost in the coming orgasm. 

“Yes yes yes I wanna taste that pussy please let me show Daddy I’m a good girl.”

Those words sent Anya over the top “OHH SHIIIIIIITT!” It hit her like a tidal wave and her body let loose as she screamed out. Her legs shot closed and she curled up in the chair as she tightened and let loose in an eruption of legs and fluids. She dropped her phone but in the distance she could hear her friend enjoying the same wave.  Moments had passed with only the sounds of heavy breathing and satisfied moans when Anya reached for her phone. 

“You still there?” She asked. She heard the muffled sounds of the phone being handled.

“You did good Anya, I’m proud of you.” His voice came through the phone in a mix of the most commanding and endearing tone she had ever heard and Anya melted.

“Thank you…Daddy” she replied unsure of what else to call him but more because she wanted to words to be true.

“No Anya, I’m not your Daddy yet you have to earn that. Get some rest we will be there in the morning. I look forward to playing with you sweet girl.” He replied and she could hear his smile.

“Yes sir, good night.” She said hanging up the phone. She paused the video and just sat staring at how her friend was tied up and had this man behind her. What the hell had she gotten into and why did she feel so damn good about it? She picked up her phone and called her man it was late and he was still up “Its over between us, this sweet girl is on to better things boo.” Without waiting for his response she hung up and smiled. Just as she prepared to get up her phone buzzed with a text from Jessica.

“Good girl”-Daddy

Anya couldn’t sleep, her body ached in a way it never had before. At first she felt guilty for leaving her man like that but then after he only called back twice she realized he obviously didn’t want her that bad anyway. She read the text again “Good girl-Daddy”, why had those simple words made her heart race? She didn’t even know this man what the hell was going on? She lay in her best friends bed naked just allowing her fingers to explore her body thinking of what the morning would bring. 

Would she end up tied up like the pictures?

Did she want a man to even have this type of control over her?

Did Jess really want to eat her pussy?

Why the fuck am I so wet right now?

She succumbed to the call from her flower letting her hands drift down. Feeling her lips moistened by her thoughts she spread them open thinking of allowing him to enter her. Her phone buzzed interrupting her thoughts but she chose to ignore it. Spread and feeling especially vulnerable she lightly touched her clit blessing it with the slightest of friction. Again her phone buzzed and again she ignored it. She soaked in the subtle touches closing her eyes and breathing deep the air of lust and confusion around her. 

He can have me, just like this slow and gentle.

For the third time her phone buzzed and she exhaled in frustration ready to turn it the hell off. Grabbing it off the nightstand squinting at the bright screen there were three messages.

“Anya you should get some rest.-Daddy”

“What the hell!” She whispered her eyes adjusting to the light immediately.

“It’s ok to be a little confused about how you feel.-Daddy”

He was obviously still watching. What does he have cameras in the whole house! Who is this man? Why can he read my mind?

“We will be there soon. If you choose not to be there when we arrive what happened tonight will never be discussed again. There is a box in the safe in the closet for you the code is 28-42-10. If you choose to stay open it and follow the directions. The cameras are off goodnight sweet girl.-Daddy”

Anya dropped the phone on the bed more confused than ever. 

“What the hell man!” She whispered under her breath unsure if he could hear her. Sitting up she turned on the light and looked at the door to the closet. 

Bringing her knees to her chest she sat and stared.

Do I want this?

Fuck, what IS this?

She thought of the video and the raw passion, the care in which he manipulated Jess body and her own bodies response.

“Aight I’m in Daddy.” She said aloud getting up and heading to the closet just missing stepping on the cat who purred somehow sounding grumpy for the disturbance.

“Hush I bet you were in on the plan from the beginning.” She said over her shoulder grabbing the door knob and opening the door with a slight bit of hesitation.

The safe was tucked in a back corner and she quickly punched in the code and turned the handle. The box was wrapped in birthday wrapping paper and had an envelope on top with her name on it. She closed the safe and went back to the bed sitting it down and looking at the card. Her name penned in what was obviously a mans handwriting sent a shiver up her spine. Inside was a slip of paper, she exhaled one last time and began reading.

Anya,

I am glad you have made it this far. I imagine it has been a very strange few hours for you and I will explain it all in a moment but first, thank you. If you are reading this then you chose to play with us, you chose to embark on a journey that involves a certain level of faith and trust so for that I thank you for that faith and trust in me. 

What you witnessed and participated in tonight is called submission. The surrender of control in return for guidance, support and pleasure. Jessica has been my submissive for roughly a year now and in that time I’ve had the pleasure of seeing you and how you interact with her. I see in you what I saw in her, a strong confident woman whom does not NEED to submit for strength but wants to for comfort. 

I am what is called a Dominant, my role is to provide the control, covering and care you desire. I give structure, discipline, comfort, and most of all care for your needs. I want to do these things for you just as I do them for Jessica. If you wish to embark on this journey of self discovery with us open the box and happy birthday my Sweet Girl today begins your life as a submissive.

Mica

Putting the note down Anya realized she had been biting her lip. His words rang true, she did want these things. She wanted to be wanted, to be cared for, to be comforted. Having spent her life doing these

things for herself it would be a welcome change to revive them from someone else. She smiled looking at the box.

“Well, happy birthday to you Sweet girl.” She said tearing into the box revealing yet another note this one shorter and more direct.

The contents of this box is your new uniform, put it all on now. I will be there at 930 am and will expect you to only be wearing the items provided.

“Yes Daddy.” She whispered to herself smiling setting the note aside to examine the contents of the box. Inside she found a black lace bra and pantie set from Vicki’s.

“Ok Daddy got taste.” She said impressed setting it to the side wondering how he knew her size. Next was a pair of sheer thigh high stockings she set next to the underwear. Next were four leather bracelets with metal rings on them. She turned one over in her hand quickly assuming two were for her ankles. Lastly in a smaller box was a case that looked like it would house jewelry. She rubbed its felt exterior before opening it to find a small metallic butt plug with a blue heart shaped jewel on it. 

A smile crept across her face looking at herself in the mirror. Time for a new life.

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