I tried hiding my anxiety. I don’t think it was working. I always bared my feelings too easily. I knew a punishment was coming, but I didn’t know where or when. This is just like him. I don’t refuse to follow instructions often, but the few times I have broken rules or acted too bratty, I’ve come to learn that this is exactly how he works. He lays in waiting for the exact moment that I’m most vulnerable and then pounces.
It was just last week. He met me in the library for lunch. I was studying for midterms, and he had a break from work so he brought lunch for us to enjoy in the lobby. After lunch we embraced as he was getting ready to leave.
As we embraced, he slipped something into my bag and whispered into my ear, “You look so appetizing. I want you to be naughty. Wear this toy as you study and I’ll control it while I’m at work. I want to make you cum. Just try not to draw too much attention to yourself.”
He gave me one last squeeze and with a smirk he left.