She was a very good friend of mine. Or so I thought. She was very decent and mild in behaviour. I talked to her quite often. Had a good laugh together every now and then. And also shared things some of the things of my personal life. Anyway, so one day I opened a chathead on messenger to talk to her. I wanted to start with a meme. So I tapped on the gallery icon at the bottom of the chatbox. But sad thing is, I tapped it twice. So obviously the most recent photo in my gallery was sent. And that photo unlocked the door to my misfortune.
Apparently, That was my nude photo that I took to check how sexy I looked naked. I simply shouldn’t have opened the chathead before I finished moving the picture in a hidden folder picture. I shouldn’t even have taken the picture in the first place. Damn ittttt!!!!!!
“Sorry, sorry. I am extremely sorry!!!!! You know I didn’t mean to. It was just a mistake. It was just a mistake. Ignore this shit. And pls delete it”
“Calm down. Calm down dear. Mistakes happen. I will delete it”, replied she
“Pls do it now. Plssss” , I pleaded desperately
“Done”, replied she
“Have you?”
“Yes” , she replied with a smiley emo
“Thank you sooooooo much. And don’t get me wrong. Pls. I didn’t mean to”
“Hey! Don’t worry! I didn’t mind. It’s okay. Shit happens. Chill.” Again she replied with a smiley emo.
I finished the convo with a smiley.
Some days later she texted me. “Hey! Do something for me. I have an assignment due two days later. I can’t even think of a topic. It sucks. You are brilliant. You do it for me.”
“I have lots of things on my hands already. And this is a difficult assignment indeed. Will take a lot of time. I wish I could write for you. But hey! I can help of you find a topic and give you some guidelines on how to do it!”
“I can’t make it dear. You do it”
“I can’t write the whole thing. You will have to forgive me”
“I wasn’t asking”, replied she.
“What do you mean?”
“I wasn’t asking. You have no choice but to do it. Or do you!?”
It took me some time trying to guess what she meant. It wasn’t hard to realize what she was meaning. But it was hard to fathom. It was unbelievably hard. People are treacherous, selfish and frustrating!! Her response suspended my breath
“You can’t do that!”, I typed while bursting out in anger
“Don’t waste your or my time. Just get it done with. Just an assignment. Not a big deal”
“I seriously can’t believe you!” Fuck!”
“You don’t have to.”
“Bitch!”
“Get hold of your tongue. Or else I will let loose mine. You know I don’t talk much. So don’t make me either. Just get it done with for the time being. Bye. Meet you at the university with my assignment completed. By you”
I held my insurmountable anger and didn’t push the conversation further. An hour later, irritated was, I got on with the work. I could hardly leave my table the following two days. So many writing to do. So much work. Mine and now hers also. So much stress I felt tearing my hairs. I managed to finish the work. Both of ours. During the day I completed mine and it took me a sleepless night to complete hers. I couldn’t wait to collapse on my bed.
The next day arrived in university with her assignment.
“Hiiiiii ! Let me see my assignment!”, said she with enthusiasm
“I know I could I count on you genius! Well done!”, she added
“We need to fucking talk”, I said in a low voice with anger running through my veins
“Later. I have to rush to class now. Tada”, she went away paying no heed to me.
The university was off next day. But I couldn’t wait. Sunday afternoon. Ran towards her place. I knocked on the door and she found me standing against her looking dead serious. She certainly looked shocked.
“You can’t just come all on a sudden”
“I don’t want to come. I have no choice. I have to talk. NOW”
“Okay! Come in”
She introduced me to her mom and dad and then let me into her room.
“Close the door”, I said
“Why?”
“Close the fucking door!”, said I.
“You can’t talk to me like that”, she dropped all the innocence from her face and asserted all her authority. I never expected her to turn so violent. She has always been the most polite and decent girl to be around. Well, I never expected her to blackmail either. Morality doesn’t work when it’s all about yourself.
“Close the door pls”, I lowered my voice. Still angry though.
“That’s better”, said she maintaining her authoritative tone.
“You said you deleted that picture. Didn’t you?”
“Yeah I did.” “But just form the messenger. After saving it in my phone”
“Why did you do this! I can’t fucking blv it. What do you want from me?”
“Nothing much. Why stress out! Do some of my assignments, write all of stuffs like CVs, help me out during exams. You have to help me study and also tell me answers when I am in the bathroom with my phone during exams. Do all of my research papers. That’s pretty much it. I can’t think of other things right now. But don’t worry. I’ll put you use for some other little errands for sure. Little things. Chill out. Just listen to me like a baby when I tell you to do something. You won’t have to do too many things. Maybe. But remember I own you from now on. And that’s a feeling I am enjoying more. More than having you to do my works”
“I feel like killing you. You bloody bitch”
“I said get hold of your tongue or I will let mine loose. And you can’t imagine what happens when that picture of yours gets viral. All the respect that you have worked so far for will turn into dust. You will be a joke. And you know, no one wants to associate themselves with a scandalous person. You will be dumped by everyone. So dude you better be polite with me. Is that alright?”
I felt like I exploding like a lava. But I couldn’t afford to. I stayed silent.
“Say yes ma’am”
“Yes ma’am”, I said repressing my anger with my eyes red and swollen and teary
“That’s more like it”
I collapsed and went on my knees. I started crying. “Why did you have to do this to me!!? Why?” My head went bowing and tears started falling. A tear drop went touching her feet and then so did my head. I went broken. Devastated. Defeated. Submitted. In every way. I was ashamed of myself and I hated myself because I could do nothing. Like a useless. So I deserve this humiliation.
All on a sudden I felt a sensation. Weirdly enough, I felt sexually aroused. I picked my head up and said, “Can you kiss me?”
“What the fuck!?”
“Can you kiss me!? Ma’am!”
“Get your hell out of here now. You only come near me when I say. When I need you for my works. Don’t even dream of a courtship with me! I am not fucking interested in you. Do you get it?”
“Yes ma’am”, said I as tears were all over my face and my head went down kissing her feet. She let me kiss her shoe and within all the humiliation, I felt a strange pleasure!
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ana7fl/a_strange_pleasure_in_humiliation