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Online Dominance Ch. 01

By: needtoexpress



Hi, I hope you enjoy this. It's the first real story I have ever written and it is a total work of fiction and please feels free to leave comments. Sorry if it starts out slow, it will get better in the next chapter.

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Today I finally turned eighteen, and now I can legally do almost anything. I decided that tonight I would change something about myself, even if I could only do it online. In my everyday life I am a bossy person. This was all going to change because I really wanted to be sexually dominated. My whole body begged for an escape, to lose the sense of control as I hand it over to someone else. I knew I could only achieve this online because I knew if I tried it online I could be in trouble.

I read a lot of different e-books and websites and decided to use one of my favorites. The first step in this plan of mine was to make a Literotica account, and start by posting an ad in the bulletin board about a young female looking for an online Master. I had to be specific; this was going to be strictly an online affair. I got many messages, but most were from old perverts, or guys just looking for a girl to get pictures from.

I kept waiting and waiting, looking for the right man to come along and see how badly I needed to be controlled. One wary evening, just before I was about to log out for the night, a private message came in. The message simply said, "If you accept this, the next time I will message you would be to your Yahoo address. Reply quickly and DO NOT KEEP ME WAITING." Out of the hundreds of messages I received that night, for some reason this was the only one that made me want to give up control.

I replied to the message immediately, the demanding tone of the message had me feeling like his submissive already. While I waited for a reply, I started working on my final paper for English class. I was completely concentrated on my paper, when I got a request on my yahoo account from FlamesofHell33, so I assumed it was from him. I accepted and wrote "Hi". The reply was not what I expected.

"You are clearly lacking manners and training. From now on, refer to me as either Master or Sir."

I smiled to myself and typed back, "Hi, sir how are you?" I waited holding my breath, trying to guess what he would say next. He replied within a few seconds. I guess he is as anxious to talk to me as I am to hear from him I thought to myself.

"Don't be lazy and capitalize the Sir, and address me properly."

"Hi Sir how are you?"

He knew what he wanted, and I like that. I was already feeling the pull towards him.

"I am good. Now explain why you want a dominant / submissive relationship?"

Wow! That question was unexpected! I was here thinking that we would jump right into the sex that my body had been craving for so long. I shook my head and decide to go with an honest answer.

"Submission has been a fantasy of mine for a long time so I decided to finally pursue it."

He typed back "Ok, good. Your first task will be to email me, explaining in detail one of your fantasies. Then tell me why you want to be dominated. This will help me understand you better. It will allow you a single opportunity to tell me the type of things you like. Along with that, I want you to describe yourself."

"Will do Sir, anything else?" My heart was pounding with excitement. Could this mysterious guy be the one that I was looking for, and not one of those old perverts? I glanced back at the screen and realized he had typed another request.

"In addition to that task you will also take a picture specifically for me; you can crop out your face. You will not masturbate or orgasm or take part in any sexual activity, until I have read your submission and considered if you are worthy enough to be my slave."

"Yes Sir, anything else?" Oh my God!! Was all I thought; maybe I had found the one. So far he seemed normal enough, well as normal one could be.

"No that is all. I expect these requests to be in my inbox when I wake up tomorrow morning, and if they are not detailed enough I will add a word count to it. Good bye."

And with that he was gone, and I had now found my new Master. I was dancing in my seat with excitement when I started to write out the things he had requested.

I started typing out the email,

Good Morning Sir,

Well to start with, I am 5'2; I have really light brown skin and dirty blonde hair that goes down to my lower back. My eyes are green, and I usually wear contacts, unless I am being lazy I wear glasses. My bra size is 32C and I am pretty tone. Um what else would you want to know? Anything else just ask me.

Now my fantasy, there are so many, so I will tell you the one that I dream of most often. Here it goes; I want to be tied, blindfolded so I can't see anything. I want my legs in a spreader bar, and a Hitachi pressed to my clit. I want to be fucked hard by the person who tied me up, my Master, and be in orgasmic bliss. I want to cum over and over again, until I pass out.

Why I want to be dominated is because I need to give up control, I want to have a part of my life where someone else makes the decisions. It would be a way to escape, and discover new things about myself.

I attached the picture of myself. Well I hope everything I said is all right, and to your level.

I need to sleep now; otherwise I won't wake up tomorrow.

Sincerely,

Your hopefully Slave

I read over the email, took a deep breath and emailed it all to him. Then I got ready to go to bed. Sleep came hard that night; I was so riled up about my fantasy finally coming true and that I had seemed to find the master of my dreams. I couldn't wait for tomorrow.

I would like to thank my editor Kyriae and KillerWithWords . Hope you enjoyed, and please leave your comments and reviews.

Online Dominance Ch. 02



Hi again, I hope you all liked chapter 1, sorry for the delay and enjoy chapter 2 this is where it starts to get interesting. Everyone is above the age of 18, and the story will make more sense if you read from chapter 1 but that's up to you.

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When I woke up the next morning, 6am had yet to come. Outside was still dark. I was anxious to please my new Master. I mean, what teenager thinks about checking their email as soon as they wake up, especially before 6am? But I checked and, was disappointed when my inbox was empty. I realized my Master didn't want me or need me as much as I was starting to need him. I decided to put it out of my mind and focus on the more important things in my life, like my education.

I got up from in front of my laptop, used the bathroom, got dressed in a simple 'V-neck ' sweater and a jeans short skirt, and did my hair. Since I was early I would drive to school instead of taking the bus. School was the same old day in and day out. I had boring lecturers, loads of assignments until finally, it was time for lunch. I went and bought my lunch like every other one of the hundreds of students that attended my high school. When I finished eating my simple ham and cheese sandwich, I decided to go to my next class early.

My teacher, Mr. McCarthy, was one the school's hottest instructors and one of the most relaxed, if not the most relaxed. He taught Computer Graphics and every girl had a major crush on him, well, girls and a few of the guys. When I got there, I asked him if I could come in early, while he finished his other class. He smiled at me and waved his hand for me to go on. My heart tumbled in my chest. He was sooo sexy. I walked to my usual seat and logged in and went immediately to my email. My heart jumped in my chest and my pussy started to moisten. He replied!! My master answered! I clicked on the email and started to read:

Good Morning my sweet slave,

I trust you slept well. I am very pleased with your report and your photo and I want to see more. As a job well done, I would accede to a request from you, of a photo of me. Since I am pleased with your picture, I will give you one piece of information relating to me that is necessary for you to know, since it is going to relate to other tasks I have for you. My cock is eight and a half inches erect, two and a half inches broad. I have two tasks for you today. 1) I want you to carry a mark of me on your body so that you can remember that you are owned. Use a permanent marker and write "Property of the Master" somewhere on your body. You will take a photo as proof that you have completed your task. Note well slave, you will write this on your body whenever you are doing a task for me until I say otherwise.

Task 2) When you leave the house today, you will find a public toilet and strip down to your panty and bra. I want you to masturbate, thinking of your Master using you in this bathroom. After you orgasm, you will write "secret slut" ornately somewhere in the cubicle with your permanent marker. Photograph and send it to me. Looking forward to hearing from you.  Master

By the time I was finished reading the email, my pussy was dripping. I had become so aroused when I was reading that I didn't notice that class was about to begin. This was going to cause a problem for me since my body wanted to carry out my Master's orders immediately. I decided that task 1 would be the easiest to complete and it could be done without anyone noticing. I grabbed my bag, and searched for a marker. When I found the one I was looking for scribbled on the inside of my wrist "Property of the Master", took my phone and quickly took a picture. I quickly answered his email, and told him that I would not be able to carry out his task 2. I sent the reply and the photo and waited for the response. I sat back in the chair and gave my attention to Mr. McCarthy since he was beginning to outline what today's class was going to be; it became clear that completing Task 2 was going to cause problems.

This class had never bored me, not once this whole year had I become so bored or impatient, but today I was anxious for class to end. I was waiting to be able to control my screen again. As soon as I had control, I logged into my email. As Mr. McCarthy started talking.

"Ok class take your..............................................."

My inbox was blinking which meant he had responded. I felt a gush of wetness seep out of my wet pussy, onto my already wet panties.

Hello again my sweet slave,I like how frequently you are in contact, this is good. I like where you have placed my mark, very bold of you to have it somewhere so open. I will reward you for pleasing me immensely.

Master

I started to smile. He was pleased with my decision! I decided to answer my master on yahoo messenger rather than by email, since messenger is a lot faster. I hope he realized what I was doing.

"Sir, I'm sorry but I will not be able to complete what you asked me to do. I am a student and I go to school during the day. There are no public stalls here, unless you count the school's bathrooms but you can't stay in there for more than 10 minutes. They have people monitoring them."

I glanced up, just to survey the room to see if anyone was back as yet. Mr. McCarthy had his head down, typing away rapidly on his laptop that he had open and was using to present today's lesson. Otherwise everyone else was busy doing his or her work. Within seconds my messenger light blinked:

 "You're a smart girl. Using messenger is a lot faster and a lot easier for us. Thank you for this idea. It's such a shame that you didn't complete the task as I ordered. 10 minutes is enough time. Failure in complying with my tasks will result you being punished. Your punishment is to get yourself on the floor of your bathroom, face down, push your ass in the air and stimulate yourself from behind, playing with your clit until you nearly cum. For not completing your task, you are NOT allowed to cum. I want you to do this at least three times, each time getting as close to cumming as you could and then stopping. "

I swallowed hard and my fingers began to shake. Masturbate three times without cumming? I have no idea if my body could hold up to that. As a submissive I felt myself becoming upset at the thought of disappointing him again, and I definitely didn't want another punishment. This one seemed taxing enough.

"I will be home at 2:30, but I cannot stay long. I have to tutor at 3:30 but I will comply with my punishment and should return home by 5 unless something comes up.

Thank you Sir, I enjoyed you describing yourself. I got turned on when I was reading it and if it is ok with you, may I be allowed to have a photo of you?"

My fingers hovered above the keyboard and I was staring intensely at the screen. The light glimmered.

"That's fine. It's good to know my cock is able to get a response from you. You will get your picture soon enough."

My chest burned. I had let him down on our first day together; I felt the burn of his disapproval. I knew then that I could not disappoint him ever again. Any task he assigns I will complete, no matter how outlandish it is.

The rest of the class went on until it was time to go home. First thing I did as I shut the door to the house, and ran straight for the bathroom. I shut the bathroom door and reached up and slide my wet panties down my legs. The thought of doing this when I got home had my body prepared. I rest my back on the door and let my body weight slide me down to the floor. I spread my legs, took my forefinger and rubbed my clit as fast as I could. I quickly felt my body beginning to tense as my first orgasm came close. It took all of my concentration to stop and allow my body to pull back from the edge of release. I was so wet already and so close. I shifted my body and got to my knees, head facing the door, and took my middle finger, curved it over my ass and pushed it into my ass, this making me gasp, while I allowed my face to touch the floor when my other fingers on my other hand began to rub my clit again. The finger in my ass I began to move and I felt everything in me freeze at the added stimulation. More of my wetness ran from my cunt in pearly tracks down my thighs. I pushed the finger in my ass further in, harder and faster, and massaged my clit furiously. My thighs stared to shake and saliva dribbled from my mouth to the floor. Moans were streaming from my mouth as the sensation built and built. I felt my vagina clench at the air in my tunnel as I got closer and closer. The orgasm was coming and it was massive. The nerves on the inner ring of my anus were beginning to get more and more sensitive as each push and pull of finger, pulled the muscle. I rubbed my clit faster and faster. Wetness ran unhindered from me; my orgasm was just out of my reach. One more push in my ass and I will............ I stopped. The finger froze stationary in my ass; with my muscles flexing crazily around it. The fingers on my clit stopped twirling in their clockwise motions. I felt my body tremble at the point of orgasm, every muscle in my body screaming with the exertion of keep this in. Seconds slide by in what felt like hours and my body very very very slowly eased back down to manageable levels. My body began to cool and I slid my finger from my ass. The friction slid me close back to orgasm again and a long muted scream came from my lips. I got up from kneeling and rested my ass on my ankles and tried to catch my breath. My chest was heaving and I know from how hot I was feeling, my skin was flushed red. "How can I do this a third time??' I questioned myself. 'My body is so wired. If I touch myself again I will surely cum and then I would have disappointed him again.' But I must. I took my fingers and rubbed my clit once, twice, and I felt the tremors in my legs. I felt a burning inside of me, with the pressure of holding back my orgasm. I bit my lips, breathed deeply and stared upwards at the ceiling. After about 10 mins I got up on rubbery legs and looked down at myself. My shirt was rumpled beyond belief. My skirt had wet patches on it and my legs were sticky with my juices. I decided to shower before I went to tutor. I moved to my room to collect my stuff. I grabbed a shower and dressed quickly. I rushed through the door to head to the session.

The whole time I was there, I was watching the clock; waiting for the end of the hour to come and for me to able to leave and get home. When I got home, I went into my bedroom to see if I received any messages from my Master. I didn't; so I messaged him to let him know I was home and then I started on my homework. I had just finished when my messenger started blinking.

"Hello my sweet little slave, I got your message, what are you up too?"

"Not doing anything really, besides working on some chemistry homework."

My heart started to race and he only said thirteen words.' What was happening to me?' I thought.

"Did you carry out you punishment? "

"Of course, why should I lie?"

Thinking it over I don't know how I was able to stop, but I did.

"Well done. And you should know better than to attempt to lie to me. Now I have a question. Is the bathroom available?"

I stopped and listened to the sounds of the house. I heard the shower running. My fingers flew across the keyboard.

"No Sir. My sister is using it right now Sir."

At that moment I would do anything to get her out, but it would be impossible because she was taking a bath and would never listen to me once she got a bath going.

"Is there a place you can be alone for a couple of minutes?"

"Yes there is. My bedroom. May I ask why Sir?"

I am now thinking what he had going through his head, and what he was going to make me do.

"No you may not. You will just do what you are told. Now since you have told me you have your bedroom available, go to your room."

"I am already in my bedroom Sir.'

I hoped he would finally allow me to cum. I opened my laptop as I sat up my bed.

"Good girl. Now I want you to strip. I am feeling generous this evening. I know your body should be tense after holding back all those orgasms this afternoon. Am I right?"

"Yes Sir"

"So are you naked, yet? "

I got up and took of my clothes in record time and sat back down on the bed.

"Yes Sir. May I ask you a question?'

I looked intently at the screen hoping Master's fingers could move as fast as mine and he would respond quickly, because my pussy was getting wet and sitting in the middle of my bed naked and trying to concentrate on typing was putting a strain on me.

"You may" he replied.

"May I be allowed to put the conversation on voice call? It will allow me to hear you but not see you, so my hands could be free."

I scooted to the top of my bed and reclined on the pillows and impatiently waited for him to reply.

"I like that suggestion so I am giving you permission to place it on voice call. I will also be hearing you enjoy what I am saying so there is a benefit to me."

I immediately placed the chat on call.

"Slave...." my master's voice was rich, deep and arousing.

"Yes sir?" I whispered

"Now since you are naked, slip one hand between your legs, and play with your clitoris for me."

"Mmmmmmmmpppppppppppphhhhhh"

My whole body felt like it was going to explode, and I was just hoping I would be able to cum.

"Now my little slave, what were you thinking about while you were bent on the floor earlier this afternoon?"

"Being fucked by you Sir" Was the only thing I could think of to reply with.

"Where and how?"

"You fucking me, Sir. Hard in my ass, Sir."

He was driving my body crazy, and all he did was make me relive this afternoon, make me think of how I brought myself to the edge over and over and over.

"That would be good, but it would hurt you, but you would still cum for me, wouldn't you? Squeeze your left nipple now."

"Yes Sir, I would."

I was so close already, and his words were taking me over the edge. My juices were running to the crack of my ass now. I began speeding up the clockwise motions on my clit.

"How close are you to cumming my sweet slave?"

"Very close, Sir."

"The only way you will get to cum tonight is if you stop and take a picture for me. I want to see the pure desire, and lust in your eyes. I don't want you to care about how you look; I want you messy and sweaty. I want to see my slave's horny and desperate face begging for relief. After you take those pictures you can cum. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir"

My brain was slowly taking in what he said and the realization started dawning on me that someone was going to see how I looked at that moment.

"Good girl. When you cum it is going to be one of the best orgasms you are going to have.

"It probably is going to be. Anything else, Sir?"

Not knowing what else to ask, soaking in all the things he said.

"No that is all for tonight my slave, I must be heading to bed now. I will expect your email to be in my inbox before I wake up. Tomorrow you will be getting a picture of me, if you please me. Now you have a task to do, enjoy your night."

With a deep chuckle he was gone, and I was left to my work. I got up from the bed and went to the dresser and pulled out the electric toothbrush and walked back to the bed and spread my legs. Within minutes of keeping it pressed against my clit, I could feel my orgasm near and forced myself to stop.

I looked in the mirror and I was a mess, my hair was bedraggled, sweat was all over my body, my upper thighs were wet and gleaming and the lust and desire in my eyes was apparent. I took the photo with my phone, as best as I could, uploaded it to my email as an attachment and finished myself off.

The orgasm I experienced was massive. My toes started to curl, as my pussy began gushing all over my bed; my eyes rolled to the back of my head, my lips parted with a scream that never made it pass my lips. I had no air. My hips rose of the bed with the force of my orgasm. My legs were trembling. When I was done, my body felt like a piece of jello. I was weak, limp, entirely fatigued, and totally satisfied. I forced myself to move to stretch to my laptop and started to write out the email:

Dear Sir,

I hope you like the picture; I can see why you wanted me to take it now. I thank you for permission to cum tonight. My orgasm was totally beyond what I have ever experienced. I am looking forward to see your picture, and am awaiting my next task.

Good Night.

Your Faithful Slave

With that I shut the laptop, my little remaining energy spent. I barely managed to curl up and throw a sheet over me. The last remaining thought I had before I fell asleep was "Would his next task be easy or hard, and more importantly will I enjoy it like tonight?

I would like to thank my editor Kyriae and KilleWithWords for all her hard work and effort that went into this. Hope you enjoyed, and please leave your comments and reviews.



Online Dominance Ch. 03



Hope you enjoy the story, you can read this chapter alone, but reading 1 and 2 would help you know what's going on. Again everybody is above the age of eighteen.

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The alarm was blaring in my ears and for the fifth time, I slammed my hand on top if it just to to quiet the annoying machine. My body was limp, and totally drained. My orgasm from last night really took something out of me. As I snuggled back down into my pillows, tossed the sheet back over my head and shut my eyes preparing to go back to the land of contentment and sexual satisfaction, something began nagging the back of my mind. Didn't I have something to do today?

Ooooohh shit!! I was supposed to be in school. But instead, I was sleeping my life away! With a surge of energy coming from god knows where, I skyrocketed out of bed and into the shower, hoping to get ready in time, so I wouldn't miss the bus. I got dressed and ran out the house, barely caught the bus as it left, and got to school just barely on time. The day continued normally; except I was feeling decidedly sexier this morning. The after-great-sex or in this case an-exceptional-orgasm-look I had going on made me feel really sexy, I decided to put on a little mascara, lip gloss and combing out my hair, allowing it to curl naturally about my face and shoulders to enhance my looks. As I was taking my last look in the mirror, the bell rang. Friday was usually the dreariest day of my schedule, because some idiot in the curriculum development assigned ancient history as a three-hour class on Friday mornings. Many days I wanted to march in the office and demand an execution for him or her. This class had me counting the minutes, seconds and split seconds until my lunch break. I was sitting in my usual seat: Two seats up from the back, next to the window facing the track and with full view to the gym. I looked up and I recognized one or two of the boys playing basketball, and they looked so fucking sexy. I was getting wet just watching them. The professor dragged my attention back to her by rapping her ruler on her desk, as if we in the class were little children.

"Ok class. You will be given a merging assignment where you will relate how ancient history has changed throughout the years to how a time of modernity in one of your other subject areas. I will be giving you the subject area instead of letting you choose since I have already talked to your other teachers. First is Samantha Adams..."

When I heard my name I looked at her and out of her mouth came the miracle that saved my life, 'Computer Graphics.'

After she finished up with the rest of the class, she said the words that really made my day.

"You are being given the rest of the class to begin your project. You have two weeks to complete this assignment. You are dismissed."

I flew out my chair and was the first at the door. I breathed a sigh of relief. I went directly to the graphics theory room, where I knew Mr. McCarthy would be. I was not eager to do the history project but was excited because now I could be in contact with my master. When I got to the lab, I almost fainted. Mr. McCarthy was dressed in a silky lavender shirt, open at the neck, with a section of his muscular chest showing, tucked neatly into his black work pants, shoes shined to perfection. My eyes took in all of this in during the micro seconds it took for him to become aware of my presence at the door. My voice wobbled when I began addressing him.

"E-Ex-cuse me-e sir, M-Mm-May I have a word with you please?"

He looked up at me with is gorgeous silvery blue eyes and I melted inside when he turned to address his class. "Class please excuse me a minute. Someone important I have to speak to."

I was waiting on the outside of the room when he turned to walk to me, his whole body was clinging against the fabric. All of his developed chest, abs, and the hard chiseled cut of his waist into the pants. His arms that bulged with rock solid definition.

"How can I help you this morning, my dear?" he asked. Every one of his words slid down my spine.

I explained my project to him and asked if I may be allowed to use his lab now so I could get a head start on the work. He looked at me in the eye the whole time I was speaking and I felt my moistness beginning. And I felt an acute stab of guilt; I was being turned on by someone other than my Master. But then again it was Mr. McCarthy...

"Sure, it will not be an issue with me. I was informed by your history teacher about your assignment just earlier. Just log on and you should be fine I was expecting you next week," He smiled. "But I'm glad that you're here getting that head start. Good going."

"Yes sir thank you so much!" I said, returning his smile. He turned to re-enter the classroom and said over his shoulder, "Enjoy the rest of your day!"

I turned and walked to his lab and all thoughts of my sexy teacher leeched from my mind the deeper I got into his lab. My master! I was excited to see if the image of me last night would be enough for him to reward me. When I got into the classroom I walked briskly to my seat and I logged on and went directly to check my mail. My heart sank. My mailbox was empty: he hadn't responded.

"Well he probably didn't see it yet," I muttered to myself "I might as well do the project since I'm already here."

I started to do some research but my mind kept on going back to my stupid empty mailbox. The time flew by, and then it was lunch. I left the class and went to my usual hangout spot and try to breeze with the guys. The sexy feeling I had and the contentment I felt earlier today had completely vanished just because he didn't email me back. Again and again my mind wandered as to why he didn't email me back. Is it because he wasn't pleased? Or perhaps he didn't see it yet? Yes that's it!! But it's like midday now so how could he not of seen it? Plus, yesterday at this time I was speaking to him. Did I frighten him with the picture? Do I look that bad? All my insecurities came rushing to the fore. The guys were boring me with who will win the super bowl, I took some time to think. I decided to check my email again, but still nothing, did I scare him away?

The rest of the day went by in a blur: I paid no attention to my. I even forgot to grab something to eat because of my preoccupied mind. I was thinking only about my master.

When I got home I ran to my room and logged into messenger to see if he was online. What if he was waiting on me online rather than responding via email? True to my thoughts, he was online. As soon as my messenger logged me in, he messaged me.

"Hello pet."

"Good evening master. How was your day? I thought you would have replied to me earlier today through email," I quickly replied, my spirits beginning to lift. He wasn't upset with the picture at all!

"Mine was good. You kept me waiting all of today. I do not expect you to be keeping me waiting on you again in the future. I will allow this infraction just once. I cannot fault you for that, it was a simple miscommunication on our parts. What you are doing right this minute?" I got his relaxed response and instantly, and calmed down a bit.

"I apologize for keeping you waiting. It's just that I came home right now and I was about to go take a shower, Sir"

"Since you are going to shower, I have a task for you. Does your shower head have a jet nozzle?" My heart skipped a beat, and I was starting to get wet.

"Yes Sir, it does."

"Good. I want you to turn the shower to jet nozzle and place the water in a comfortable temperature. I want you position yourself under jet once it's at a comfortable temperature and let the water contact your clit until it makes you cum twice. When you are finished, come out the shower , wait two minutes and take a picture of your pussy, all glistening with your cum and send it to me. Do you understand?"

I was stunned. What could I say to that other than, "Yes Sir."

"Good. I will be expecting your picture soon"

"I have a question, Sir, if it is ok with you? How will the water make me cum?"

"I will not answer that. Now go. I will be waiting for your picture when you get out."

That was all it took for me to rush into the bathroom is sexually frivolous curiosity I turned on the hot water in the bath and switched the setting on the shower head from spray to jet. Three streams of water gushed from the shower head, in a line. I let it run while I got undressed, and made sure the water was not too hot. I stepped into the bath and bathed quickly while trying to figure out how to position myself under the jet like my master had ordered. Then it came to me, while I was rinsing off my skin. I kneeled under the jets since one is usually higher up than the other, the jets were on one side of my clit, one directly down my pussy and the other would be beating at my anal entrance.

I arched my back and all the jets began to beat at my holes and clit with a steady rhythm. This did not feel like any gentle caress. This was rough, raw, hard, and so intense. I gritted my teeth to holding in the screams that were threatening to emit from my throat. The pressure of the jet was so much more than my little vibrating toothbrush could ever hope to do so.

It was just then that my orgasm came screaming into my body! My hips dropped down while I came. I knelt in the bath with my head resting in my hands and my ass in the air. I felt totally exposed with my vagina spread, the muscles around it clenching in the air and my body shaking. I turned over and sat normally in the warm bath's tiles.

I felt done. But no, Master had ordered for me to do this twice. I decided that a different position would help reinvigorate my sexual aspirations. Since all versions of missionary were favorites of mine, I decided to try masturbating with the bath's pulsing jet this way.

I laid down onto my back and spread my legs open so that one part of the jet was on my cilt and the other, in my pussy. I propped up on my elbows so that the top jet was in contact with my nipple. The different stimulation on my nipple gave me something else to focus on other that the intense pressure to come that I was feeling deep inside me. I could feel my juices running out of my soaking vagina in a sticky and warm dribble. I wished Mr. McCarthy was there so that he could clean up the mess that oozed from my desiring hole. Ooooh! Mr. McCarthy... Ahhhhhhh!

I visualized him smiling at me while he would stimulate my vagina. Ah! My tunnel clenched and unclenched as I dreamed about my teacher. I began clenching harder as my body got closer to that prolonged orgasm. The stimulation on my nipples increased my sensitivity and urged me forward towards my impending orgasm.

And then: it was there! The second orgasm of my night! My toes curled at the power in which it tore through me. My mouth opened in a silent scream. I came and it felt as if my body would not stop. My legs clamped shut from the jolting of my orgasm. This shut me off from the jet's contact but it kept contacting me from my shuddering. Again and again my body jolted. I experienced half a dozen mini-aftershocks before I slunk to the floor of the bathtub in a sorrowful heap.

I laid there for five full minutes before I got out of the shower. I was so tired! I heaved myself out of the tub on rubbery legs and moved to my bedroom. I then, wearily, took the picture Master demanded and sent it to him. I laid back onto the bed; dead tired. That's why I didn't notice the warm trickle between my legs. At first, I thought it was just some water from my robe. But then I felt it. It was my fucking cum! It was still oozing from my vagina! My cum just kept running out of my pussy and onto the sheet. I quickly took another photo and got ready to send it to him. This one would be a surprise. I was excited to hear what he thought of my work. I logged onto my Yahoo messenger .

"Did my slave enjoy that?" He was so quick to respond! Maybe he was waiting!

My fingers were still shaking from my orgasms and it was hard to type but I was able to peck out a reply. "Yes I did, Sir. Thank you for the wonderful experience." The truth is that I was thankful; I never thought that water could be used that way. Then I sent the second photo to him.

"Good. Love this second picture. Actually I'm impressed enough to give you a reward. Your prize is this easy task: I want you to keep a diary or journal that I will read. You must record everything I make you do in it and how you felt while doing it."

I shuddered, this sounded like a dream. My master actually wanted to know how I feel about doing everything for him! I felt so connected! "I will keep one Sir," I typed, "but will you be the only one to be reading it, Sir?"

"Indeed. You will write in it an email and send it to me before you sleep. Whenever I give you a task, you must write about what you did and how you felt while doing it. Be sure to include whether you liked it or didn't. This is your space and you will not be punished for anything that you write in here. "

"Anything, Sir?" I now understood that he wanted to see into my mind. I didn't need any more of an explanation.

"Yes anything and everything. Now, slave, do you have anymore questions?"

"No Sir."

"Good. Then I will say good night, I look forward to reading your journal. Till tomorrow my sweet slave."

And then he was gone. I immediately opened up a new word document and wrote my first journal entry:

Hello Sir,

I really enjoyed what you made me do. It was amazing! I am looking forward to what you have planned for me next.

This is it. I'm not so good at this so I have nothing else to write here.

Sincerely your slave

I was done for the night. I was so tired. I slumped onto my bed and fell asleep in just a few seconds. I had no clue what tomorrow would be like.

Saturday dawned and it was a bright and sunny morning. The sun's warm rays beat down on my face and woke me up. I felt so refreshed! A quick glance at the clock revealed the time. It was only 7 am! I must've fallen asleep really early the night before because I usually wake up at 11!

I looked in the mirror and noticed my hair was all over the place, I was half naked only wearing a loose tee shirt, and you could see my hard nipples. My bed sheet was damp from where the cum leaked from my pussy onto my sheets. When I tried to move I felt sore, and I could barely move without feeling the soreness from my pussy.

I put on some clothes to cover my half naked body and quickly went directly to my email. I didn't brush my hair or even use the bathroom. I needed this too badly. Thank goodness: I had an email! It was sent at 5am.

Good morning my little slave,

Your journal was good, but only as your first time. I expect more detail from here on forward. Just a few words will not do. Today I want you to buy some toys so you can bring your submission to a higher level. I will give you three days to buy these items. If you get them the first day I will allow you to use all of them as you please for a week without any interruption. The second day I will choose which toys you can use. This system will be in continuous until I say otherwise. If you get the toys on the third day you will only be allowed to use one toy, which I will choose, for a week.

The first item is a vibrator. It must be 8 inches in length, and 2 inches in diameter. Get one with 5 levels of intensity.

The next item is a medium-sized butt plug. It must be 5 inches in length, and 2 inch diameter at its widest point.

The third item is lubricant. You can get any type you'd like but I suggest that you get KY Jelly.

The fourth item is anal beads. You can get any size or color you want, but remember, they will be going up your ass.

The fifth item is a collar. I want you to pick something you will be able to wear all the time. It should be a necklace of some sort. You will wear this from here on forward so you will always remember that I'm your Master.

Have a nice morning,

Your Master

I sat in my seat after reading the email. My bare legs stuck to my chair and I noticed that I had soaked through my panties and shorts. I wiggled around on my chair to ease myself away from my mess. Uch! Why was I getting so turned on!?

I craved to masturbate but withheld. I didn't want to get punished again. I knew that I would be buying these toys today. I immediately went for a shower so that I wouldn't have to carry my horny mess around with me. I then got dressed; it was a black tank top with no bra and a pair of blue jean shorts cut short. Along with black boots and my black bag. I was read to go, and went to my car and started driving.

Now came the hard part: I needed to find a shop that sold these exotic items. I had a vague idea where one was located but I was really nervous about entering it. I didn't want anyone to see me go in. I didn't want people to know about these sexual endeavors I was experiencing. I looked online for a shop in distant neighborhood. I drove to it and sat in my car for ten minutes contemplating to go in. Finally I got out of my car and rushed into the store. The sales associate turned out to be a really nice girl. I handed her my list and asked her to find for me the items. She didn't even glance at me and disappeared to go get my things. I was getting wetter from my short wait: I was anticipating what I would do with the toys.

She returned with the toys I requested and had in her hand a few selections of anal beads and collars. I asked her which would be the easiest set of beads. She pointed them out politely. The collar was the hardest decision since most of them were gaudy or flashy. Most of them were over the top for me. I decided to go with the simplest sliver chain they had available. It had room for a pendant, if my master would request it.

I bought the things and headed home. It was Saturday, which meant that it was family night. We were all going bowling and then to the movies. The movie was good and my sister and I teamed up and lost by a point in bowling.

When we got home from our night out it was late. Everybody went straight to bed. Except me. I had been waiting for the house to quiet down the entire day. I gently took my new vibrator out of the bag and walked into the bathroom. It felt heavy in my hand. I let the water run from the sink so no one would hear me take it out of its plastic packet. I washed it with some alcohol to sterilize it. I then gave it a rinse with some soap. (I had read these directions online). I walked back to my bedroom and locked the door so I would not be interrupted.

I laid back in the bed and propped my feet up onto my sides so that my pussy would be fully exposed. I turned the vibrator on to its lowest setting and gently pressed it to my clit. The vibrations made their way to a deep spot inside me and caused juices to gush slowly out of me. I slowly slipped the toy's head it inside me, and turned it up to a higher notch. I let out a stifled moan from the feeling this piece of equipment gave me. I looked down at my legs and got turned on from how fuckable I looked.




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I pressed the vibrator inside of me started to fuck my dripping wet pussy with it. I felt myself getting closer to an orgasm with each thrust. After a few minutes I was cumming harder than I have ever cum before. I cried out.

Worried that someone might have heard my cry I got up quickly on wobbly legs, and leaned towards the door. After a few seconds of total silence I went to the bathroom to clean the vibrator. I changed out of my soiled panties and put the toys away in the back of my closet. I lay down on my bed was halfway into sleep when I remembered I had to email him my journal. I groggily turned my laptop on, and logged onto my email.

Good Evening Sir,

I would like to inform you that I bought all the items on the list, and used the vibrator to cum today. It was amazing; I never felt anything like that before in my life. Too sleepy now, so this will have to be all.

Sincerely,

Your Slave

I turned my laptop off, and passed out, half-naked, on my bed.

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I need to thank my editorKyriae, if she didn't help this would not be as good as it is. Also KillerWithWords who helped me edit it to make it better.Thanks for reading, please leave your comments, reviews, and suggestions.



Online Dominance Ch. 04



Hi again everyone, well here is chapter 4. Sorry it took forever, when life happens you need to tend to that first. Hope you enjoy the change. Read chapters 1,2, and 3 before this one otherwise it will be confusing. Again everyone is above the age of 18.

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The next morning came way too early. My body still hadn't recovered from last night. I had never used a vibrator in my life, and the vibrations travelling through my pussy were oh so intense. I still remember what it felt like. My pussy tightened and started to get moist at the thought. I slowly moved to the door to go to the bathroom to relieve myself. As I finished, my cell rang. It was one of my 'friends' from school, Lindsey. Her mom was an orthopedic surgeon and she was just called out of state to do an emergency surgery on a fractured spinal column. Lindsey, though a bit stuck up, with her mommy being the top-shot surgeon and all; throws wicked house parties whenever she leaves. Sunday or not, moms gone; party it is.

"So, my place, starting in an hour. Be there!" and she hung up.

I looked into my closet to see what I could wear. Her parties were a bit high class, but with lots of booze and 'mood enhancement herbs'. So I had to dress like I was the newest thing off the runway. But I had to make it quick, since her house was almost an hour's drive from mine. I bathed and dressed quickly. I wore a black corset top, with white laces, and a see through back. White ripped skinny jeans and black boots to finish the look. Curling my hair, and doing my makeup I was ready to go. I opened my email to message Sir.

Master,

Thank you for the experience from last night. I used the vibrator as my choice and I never thought I would cum so hard or so much from using it.

But I am sorry to inform you, I will not be able to be online today and won't be able to stay in touch with you for about two weeks.

Senior year is almost over; graduation and prom will be keeping me busy. After that I will be all yours.

Sincerely,

Your Slave

Taking one last glance in the mirror before I left, I decided to make my lips a little redder and I left to go to the party.

On the way driving to Lindsey's house, I pushed the speed limit and ran two lights but no one was hurt and no tickets were earned. Thankfully, I made it there on time, and was also not the last person to arrive.

Lindsey greeted me at the door with a bottle of whiskey in one hand and a joint in her mouth and the music rocking the chandelier's crystals. Since her walls were sound proofed, inside the house was deafening but outside was silent. Great if you have stuck up neighbors, even though they are separated by miles of lawn. I entered the house and after that it all became a blur. All I know is I left around midnight got home and fell asleep in the same clothes I wore.

I woke up extremely late the next morning, threw on a jacket and ran down stairs. I ran into my dad in the kitchen, leaving for work. Knowing I had to put up with a lecture about partying and priorities, I accepted the lift to school, seeing that it was the most logical way to get to school quickly. I suffered through the drive and arrived at school right before the first bell rang. I headed into first period and dreaded facing Mr. McCarthy in computer graphics.

I got to the class and he had started taking attendance, lucky for me my last name started with an "L" and he hadn't called my name yet so I was on time. I went to my seat, rested my bag on the floor, laid my head on the table and promptly fell asleep as soon as he called my name. The five-minute nap turned into an hour-long nap.

"Wake up, class is about to end."

I jumped up and looked around. Some of my classmates were packing up and some were already heading out. I looked over my shoulder, and noticed it was Mr. McCarthy who woke me up.

"OMG, I am so sorry for falling asleep in class!! I didn't mean to!! I was, was.........' I broke the sentence with a yawn, "........... Just so sleepy."

I looked up at him now, with a sheepish expression on my face; worried that I might be in trouble for sleeping.

"It's okay! Don't freak out because I'm about to ask you this. I don't like to pry, but is everything okay? You have been acting really strange for a couple of days now. And the outfit you have on is not normal for you." He asked while looking down at what I was wearing.

I looked down and noticed my jacket was half off and he could see what I was wearing. "Yeah everything is okay, I have just been busy with all this senior stuff, then finals and now that graduation and prom are coming up, also I didn't get much sleep last night either." Blushing and trying to end the conversation so I could get out of the classroom and away from him.

"Ok, well if you need to talk about anything you know I'm here. If you want to come, I'll be in here or the teacher's lounge. Ok?"

"I will remember. And thank you Sir."

The title just slipped out of my mouth and my voice lowered and caressed the name and my expression changed. I hope he didn't catch my slip of phrasing. But he just asked me about coming in here or the teacher's lounge and at his hands as well?? To my defense, I just woke up from sleeping, trying not to blush too much because he could see down the corset, and he is sexy as hell, so my brain wasn't yet in sync with my mouth or my hormones. But it seems I wasn't so lucky. He gave me a querying look and asked me the questioned I prayed he wouldn't.

"Sir? Now that's a first from you and in that tone as well. Are you ok? Can I ask why you just called me that?"

He stayed there looking at me while the silence dwelled in our conversation as the classroom emptied. I blushed and mumbled off what I hoped would be a passable answer.

"Oh sorry about that, I'm still half asleep. Trying to get the brain to catch up with my mouth. But thanks for your concern."

I smiled and hoped he wouldn't ask more questions. And wondering to myself in the back of my mind, why did I call him that. He's my teacher, gorgeous from head to toe, but my teacher, nothing else, so why the hell did I call him Sir??? All this work was getting to my head or it was all the orgasms my Master gave me, but whatever it was, it was finally getting to me.

Classes flew by and lunch was here and gone and another day was over. I left school and walked to the library where I was meeting up with the kid that I tutor. After an hour and a half I came home and took a quick shower. I felt refreshed and ready for the calculus makeup assignment; it was long, but worth it to get extra credit on the final exam.

I totally zoned into my work and barely kept my eyes open to the last sum. The last thing I remember is E=mc2.

My days passed like this, with me cramming day and night for the final exams. Computer Graphics, AP Art History, BC Calculus, and AP Physics were the only finals I had to cram for and they were the easy ones!

Add to my exams, was the planning for graduation and then the prom. As part of one of the homeroom assignments, which you would fail if you didn't comply (how can you fail homeroom?), was to assist with the prom/ graduation setup. I choose prom since I wanted my prom to be the prom of the decade.

Decorations were hung up and table cards were set up. Then there was the after party of the prom (no chaperones). The after party that I insisted must be at the beach house.

And after all that, there was still my dress to consider, hair to be done, shoes -- can't forget the sexy 4-inch fluorescent pink with a gold wave design, coming from the sole up to the straps, diamond rhinestone spike heels. My pussy begins to get wet at the thought of my shoes.

The day before prom, I remembered after everything was done, I had to check my email. I logged in and there were a boatload of emails from him. I checked the most recent one, which coincidently was from thirty minutes ago.

Slave,

This will be the last email you will receive from me. The next message will be one you send me, and when you do email me again you will answer these three questions.





Online Dominance Ch. 04



"My pet you're going to make me cummmmm........................"

"Yessssssssssssssssssss master yesssssssssssss................im going tooo..........................."

Lindsey's mouth opened in a silent scream. I was looking right at Derek's eyes when I saw his orgasm overtake him. His eyes betrayed the pleasure he was feeling. Even though there was distance between us, I saw when his eyes began to roll in his head as his thrusts became almost animalistic. I saw the color of his eyes shift. Then I saw the whites then his eyes shut and I heard him groan loud and deep. I stood there watching until Derek's eyes reopened, still a bit unfocused. Within seconds his eyes cleared and he looked right at me with intent. I turned and started to walk back inside. I heard Derek tell Lindsey "You owe me five more, don't come in until you're finished' and then I picked up my speed.

I headed inside and went to the bathroom and changed my clothes and was going to head to the car that would take us to the after party, but before I could make it out of the bathroom. I heard the door click shut.

"Kaylee?"

I heard Derek's voice call out my name in the stillness of the room.

I stepped out of the bathroom stall where I was changing and walked towards the body length mirror to see how I looked. I couldn't turn my head to look at him. My cheeks were flushed, thinking about what I just saw my best friend do. I got close to the mirror and I saw Derek walk up behind me. I finally looked up and looked him in the eye.

"I'm sorry Derek I didn't mean to sneak up on you..."

Derek looked at me with disbelief across his face, "Wait! Stop! You're trying to tell me you didn't mean to?"

"No I didn't! I mean yes I didn't! I mean ....................."

I broke off took a deep breath and the words just tumbled out of me.

"I followed you because I thought you were going to ask her about why I was being so weird these past couple days and other........... stuff."

Derek looked at me is expression gone from disbelief to grave and somber.

"What's the other stuff? Is this what you have been keeping from me??"

I took a deep breath. I was about to tell him about my sexual preferences, a conversation I never thought would have to come up, best friend or not. There are just some things a best friend does not need to know.

"I'm sort of into that kind of stuff too."

"Kind of stuff?? What kind of stuff?" Derek was quick to ask.

"Master and slave kind of stuff."

My cheeks reddened and my breathing became slightly frantic when I admitted to being involved in master and slave type of sex. I took my eyes from his and bent my head, trying to regain some composure and missed when his face lighted up. I only became aware that he moved when I felt the heat at my back and a voice in my ear.

"Oh really?"

My head snapped up and I felt Derek crowd me to rest my body against the mirror. His mouth remained close to my ear. He rested one of his hands on my hips and the other he moved to push my arms above my head. He added some more of his body weight giving me a slight pressure and heat against the sharp fragile coldness of the glass. The fact that I just saw him fucking Lindsey and I knew now, the monster he was packing as well as being manhandled had my body responding. My nipples started to get tight and my pussy started to swell and I could feel my lips being to get wet.

"Does this turn my best friend on?" He whispers directly into my ear. "I wonder can I make you submit to me?"

I was lost. He was my best friend but the feeling he was bringing out in me was not what I felt for a best friend. I felt his grip tighten on my hands and he pushed my hips forward to rest on the glass as he stepped forward totally sandwiching my body between the glass and him. He began rubbing his lower body against mine and I felt his dick along the back of my thigh. He rubbed and pressed me into the glass, rubbed and pressed and this was driving me mad. He leaned in and whispered in my ears

"Can you submit to me Kaylee?? Will you be my kitty-cat??"

I was breathless and what little I had was fogging the glass. I began squirming. But he kept pushing and rubbing and the thought of him doing to me what he did to Lindsey had me very wet and craving him.

"Say it Kaylee" he murmured

"No I won't!!" I cried out. My body was so sensitive and he just kept on pushing and rubbing.

"Say it Kaylee! You know what I want to hear and you know you need to acknowledge me."

"No Derek I won't. I won't submit to you!"

He did not know what he was doing to me. By making me submit he was going to change our relationship forever and I don't know if I can deal with that. He took his hand from around my hips and began to trail it up the back of my thigh. My awareness jumped up and I felt the light run of his hand along every nerve ending that seemly connected to my pussy.

"Say it Kaylee......." He urged.

"Nooo................" I moaned out.

His hand then touched the bottom of the miniskirt I changed into.

"Say it Kaylee!!!!" he urged me again

"No" the word slipped from my lips.

His hand slipped under the bottom of my skirt and crept up to the curve of my ass

I know at this time he could feel how hot my skin is and a bit of the moisture that was flowing out of me.

"Kaylee...................... Say it!!" his voice dropped an octave and took on the tone that always made me shiver.

"Noooooooooooo............."

His hand travelled under the curve of my ass and my legs parted automatically and his hand came and rested on my soaking wet silky panty that I wore. His fingers searched until he felt the shape of my clit, swollen pressing against my panty and began circling it. My mind started to fog as the sensation over took me. Around and around and around and around.

"Say it Kaylee............"

And around and around and around. Then he took his fingers and pinched clit at the same time he said in my ears...................

"Kitty cat say it!!!"

"MASTER!!"

Burst from my lips as I came in Derek's arms. His fingers circled my clit till my orgasm rode itself out and I stopped from shaking. When my mind caught up with what I had done, I tore myself out of his grasp ran to and out the bathroom door, leaving Derek inside.

I ran to the car and leaned up on it. My body resumed shaking. All I was thinking was 'What had I done?'

I stayed outside till I saw the other girls come to he car and one of the girls had my bags, which I had left in the bathroom. She looked at me and told me that Derek gave her my things since he couldn't find me. I mumbled a thank you and we headed to the after party.

But what I saw and what I had done was playing on my mind, all through the rest of the night. Lindsey and Derek?? My best friend and me?

The rest of the night was a blur, and by three in the morning we were all close to passing out. It was time to go home. I got home, changed and cleaned myself up, and passed out. I woke up late the next morning, not caring what day it was. It was a day to just relax and gather myself together before the last days of high school and graduation.

I lazed around in my pajamas for the rest of the morning and then decided to go online figuring my Master must have missed me. As soon as I logged in I got a message:

"SLAVE, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND STAY IN CONTACT?"

I frowned. Based on how he wrote, I could pick up that he was upset and that in turn made my anger start to rise. I quickly typed out a response.

"I was busy I emailed you that I would be busy. What didn't you understand about that email?"

"I didn't get any email from you saying you were busy, I just lost all contact from you."

I was confused now, why is he saying he didn't receive the email I sent him?? Was he trying to put blame on me?? Who does he think he is? I was starting to feel annoyed.

"I sent you an email, right after I sent you my last diary entry."

"I didn't get your last entry or the email."

"Ok now I am confused, one second let me take a picture of it and show you that I did send it to you. Did you check your spam or junk folder?"

A couple minutes passed with me staring intently at the screen, my fingers tapping impatiently on the laptop. Then it showed up master was typing a message..............

"I am sorry for all the emails little one. It was truly an error on my part. The two emails were in my junk folder. Will you forgive me?"

"You should have checked there before you sent those emails."

I was still very annoyed and angry that he didn't check all the possibilities before sending those emails. I know he was my master and being called slave is a turn on for me but he started to make me feel belittled by the term.

"I can see you are not yet ready to forgive me, but regardless I need to speak to you about something important. Now I want you to speak your mind. This is in relation to the last email I sent you. Do you still want to be my slave?"

What the hell??? This is the last thing I expected to see. What does he mean by do I still want to be his slave?? And I wrote back to him just that.

"What do you mean by do I still want to be your slave? Can you please explain?"

I waited in silence holding my breath, anticipating what his answer could be.

"I never spoke to you about my personal life when it came to relationships and maybe in retrospect I should have. And this is I speaking to you as a man not as your master. Someone just proposed to me, and I said yes. We have been friends since we were little, and we just realized that we care for each other, lot more than just friends. She is a switch, as in; she can be both a dominant and a submissive, so she understands I have had other subs before her. We have discussed our sexual life and preferences and it was agreed that it's not a problem with me keeping my other subs once she gets to know them, and they understand that she is queen over my subs. It's the least I could do for her. Now it is up to you if you still want to continue this relationship. I will not be angry if you say no, but it is at the end of the day, your choice."

I am in shock. My master is getting MARRIED?? I didn't know what to say. Furthermore come to a decision to choose, but in the back of my mind, I knew I don't want to be in the middle of a marriage. In the end he was getting married to someone and I didn't want to be a part of that.

"A quick question though? Were you involved with this person, in a serious manner before this, me and you, started?"

"Well to be honest with you, yes I was, but it has now stepped up to a forever commitment. But my question remains, do you still want to be my slave? I can make the time for both you and my wife."

I can see already that this was going to be a problem. I valued faithfulness and in keeping my Master, no matter how much I needed to be dominated, was going to cause problems for his marriage, no matter if his wife agreed to it or not. That one line decided for me.

"Ok, I have come to a decision. I don't want to be your slave anymore. I wish you the best in your marriage. I don't want you to be choosing between your wife and me. You shouldn't have to be unfaithful to her and sex with me online is a kin to committing adultery and I don't want that for you."

I stopped typing and looked at the computer screen. For a long while there were no messages and I guess he didn't want to continue, and I didn't either so it was time to go. I was about to click the sign out tab, when the light flashed indicating a message.

"Ok I can agree with your answer. But I have a question for you. Do you still want a master? I have something that might help you."

I looked at the laptop, stared at the screen, amazed that after I turned him down he still wanted to help me get what I needed.

"Yes I still want a master. As I told you before I need to be dominated."

"Ok so have you ever heard of Fetlife?"

"No what is it?"

"Its like Facebook but a kinked up Facebook"

"Ok"

"Its for anyone, and is an open place for people to express themselves. A friend of mine recently broke up with his sub so is looking again to see if he can find a relationship like the one he had with her. He is single with no commitments, and I think you two would be a good match."

"What do you mean?" I quickly typed back. I was curious about Fetlife and what I could learn on the site. But then again why should I bother, after what happened between us, why would I want to be with a friend of his? I was about to type don't bother when his message came up.

"Well that is all I can really tell you, he said if you were interested you can email him and he will reply to your email."

I decided to trust him one more time, since that it was a misunderstanding, sort of. I typed back a fast response.

"I need some information on him like his age, what's he like as a dominant, his relationship status, not just his email."

I wasn't going to this quickly like I did last time. I knew nothing about this guy and I won't be emailing him until I know more about him. I waited a couple seconds and my 'master' replied.

"I really can't tell you anything about him other than he's definitely single, no submissive, no girlfriend, no fiancé, and no wife. He would tell you everything you want to know once you email him."

"Ok, email me the email address. And I'll think about it. I need to go now. Good bye."

I logged off.

I need to thank my editor Kyriae along with cruselovr16, if they didn't help this would not be as good as it is and probably would have taken even longer to finish. And thanks to my boyfriend bk87 for being my inspiration. Thanks for reading, please leave your comments, reviews, and suggestions.



Online Dominance Ch. 05



Hi again everyone, well here is chapter 5 sorry it took forever, many things happened between now and then. But I will keep a normal pace now, and it should get interesting from here on out. I edited and resubmitted the chapters before this, they should flow better and give some more details on the characters, maybe reread those, but it's not necessary. If you are looking at this story for the first time, please read the chapters before this one will make more sense. Again everyone is above the age of 18.

* I stared at the screen. It was over, it had ended and I said yes to emailing his friend. Well I didn't say yes, but I knew I would email him. When I heard my parents say we were going to the bowling alley. I got dressed, and we all left for the bowling alley. I won as usual, beating my dad by a strike, and then we had pizza. After that we got ice cream and headed home.

For once the whole family was together, my brother was home from college and I felt relaxed. But I kept thinking if I should email him, I was so ready to email him, but the thought of being hurt again kept me from actually doing it.

I fell asleep thinking about that. Yes or no? I woke up the next morning, with my brother throwing water on me and me running after him with his bat. Our parents had to stop us from hitting each other. I got dressed, and drove to school. I decided to write the email to him. If I didn't get a response it would be done, and I wouldn't have to regret it later.

Dear potential Master,

You probably know why I am emailing you, so I won't elaborate much, but can we talk and see if we are good together?

Sincerely,

Your potential slave

I went and logged into Facebook, and in about 5 minutes I had a new message.

Since you messaged me, you are mine for the time being. That means don't talk to or search for any other Masters until you have made your decision. The most important thing I want to tell you is that you are my submissive not my slave. Now it's time for some questions:





Online Dominance Ch. 05



I walk into class, and hand the pass to Mr. McCarthy, hoping he doesn't notice what just happened.

"Thank you for the pass, and are you ok Kaylee your face looks a little red, sure you don't have a fever?"

"I... I'm... fine... Mr.... McCarthy, I don't have a fever just a little hot in the hallways."

Hoping he would buy it and not ask any more questions, this was already too embarrassing and I was getting redder and wetter.

"Ok just making sure, and you might want to reapply your lip gloss, I think you might have eaten some of it."

"Oh I think I might need to, love the flavor, thank you for telling me."

"No problem, just helping."

"Thank you, now I think you need to sign yearbooks and I need to go talk to Derek before he starts looking through my computer, thanks for signing my yearbook, bye bye"

I walk fast to my computer, and when I get there I stare at Derek, I didn't notice when he got in, and he had no right to go through my computer.

"Derek why are you going through my computer!?"

"Sorry, I was just reading the article you had up kitty-cat."

"Ok, now can you leave me alone? I have work to do."

"Kaylee you have no work to do since we are graduating tomorrow. But we need to talk about what happened at the prom, and you aren't going to ignore me anymore."

He said with a stern tone.

"We aren't going to talk about it Derek, and I will ignore you if I want to."

"Fine, you can ignore me all you want now kitty-cat, but what will you do at Project Graduation after graduation?"

He said as he walked to his seat, and started talking to his other friends.

What was he talking about, I thought? When I suddenly remembered, we were in the same room for the night, and I would have to spend the night with him... I was terrified; I didn't want to ruin our friendship.

I tried to ignore it, and logged in to my email and typed up my experience in the bathroom.

Dear Daniel,

Thank you for letting me cum, it was amazing.

I was in a trance and it was so much better because I was at school. I don't know who was in the bathroom while I was playing with myself, but I know they heard me.

I was so wet, and I couldn't resist eating myself once I was done.

My lips are covered in my juices, and my panties are stuffed in my pussy.

My face was so flushed when I was done you could tell I had a hard cum.

My teacher noticed my lip gloss, which made me so wet and I got so red, and I am so horny and need to cum again so badly.

I won't be able to reply to any more of your emails, I need to go now. Talk to you when I get home.

Just a quick question, is Daniel really your real name?

Sincerely,

Kaylee

It was time to go to the assembly for graduation. They went over the rules and procedures, and tomorrow we would only have to come in for the morning practice and then we could go home. The whole time all I could think about was who he was. By the time the assembly finished it was late.

I got home, and had dinner. Mom's cooking was the best, and it was even better when it was your favorite food. I got to my room, changed out of my shorts and top and into my sweats and tank, keeping the panties in, and feeling them more than ever now.

I log into yahoo messenger, and see he isn't online, but I have an email from about an hour ago.

Dear Kaylee,

Sorry I am not online right now, I will be in another hour or so. And I will answer your question then too.

There was a meeting at my school, and I had to go.

Be on when I can.

Sincerely,

Daniel

I sat there staring at the screen, why would he be sorry? He should be on soon so I decided to wait it out, and just played a game or two online. When I get a message from him.

"Hi Kaylee, sorry I wasn't online."

"It's fine, you don't have to apologize, it's not your fault."

"No it isn't, I told you I would be online and I wasn't, and tomorrow I will be online maybe probably for a little bit, then I won't be online until Monday maybe. But to answer your question, it might be my real name it might not be, but it starts with a 'D'."

"Ok, to keep your privacy I guess. But your schedule works perfectly with mine, so what are you up to this week?"

"I am a part of the graduation as a teacher, so I have that tomorrow, and then graduation the next day for my school, and then I start counseling over the weekend. We get things ready for when the kids come in on Monday morning." 

"Seems like you will busy this weekend, well it works cause I need to graduate and then get ready to go to my Pharmacy program too. I will try to email when I can."

"Not a problem, email me when you can. I am wondering what toys do you have?"

"I bought a bunch when my ex told me to get some, let me forward the email to you"

"Ok"

I brought up the email and copied and pasted the list, and sent it to him.

"Email sent Sir"

"Thank you I will look over it tomorrow morning, and you know you don't need to call me Sir yet"

"Oops sorry, it just sort of slipped out of my mouth."

"No need to say sorry. I liked hearing you say it. But it's time for bed now, because it's getting late."

"It's only 11, not late at all."

I wanted to talk to him more.

"Bed time now, it's late and you have graduation tomorrow, so please sleep"

"Ok I will sleep"

"Good night and sweet dreams my pet, I will talk to you whenever you email me"

"Good night to you too"

I logged out of messenger and went to bed, dreaming about him and graduating high school tomorrow. But I was also dreading tomorrow because I would have to face Derek at Project Graduation.

* I need to thank my previous editor Kyriae and cruselovr16 and my new editor PhantomOp. Especially my boyfriend bk87 because if he wasn't in my life I don't think I would still be writing. Thanks for reading, please leave your comments, reviews, and suggestions. Thanks for reading.



Online Dominance Ch. 06



Hi everyone, here is chapter 6, and things are getting interesting. Hope you enjoy the chapter and hope it keeps you guessing for what will happen next. If you are reading or looking at this for the first time, you might want to read the earlier chapters first, because it will make more sense if you do. Again everyone is above the age of 18. 



 I woke up the next morning, and I felt amazed I had finally finished high school, and I would be graduating today. I got up and went down for breakfast; mom had made chocolate chip pancakes. After we had all eaten, I went up to shower and took a nice long hot shower. By the time I got out, I was running late. I got into my black halter dress, with black heels. I started curling my hair, and then pinned it up, in a messy bun. I put the robe on, grabbed my hat and tassels. And went downstairs, to take pictures. After that we all went to the place. 

 I got there just in time, and I was standing in my spot on line. They called us up one by one, and we had graduated. I took pictures with my friends, and we went out to lunch with my family. When we got home, I changed into my other dress. It was a pink sundress, which reached way above my knees. I pulled on my light blue jean shorts; along with my pink flip-flops. I grab my bag, with my swimsuit, pajamas, and a few other things I might need. Grabbing my phone, its charger, and keys, I walked down stairs. Saying good by to my parents, and walk to my car. I take out my phone to email him how the day went then I will be on my way. 

Hi Daniel, 

 Everything is going well, I finally graduated J:)

 I won't be able to message you for the rest of the night; I will be at a school party over night thing. But I will message you by midday tomorrow. 

 Talk soon 

 Hope you are doing well 

 Kaylee 

The email was sent, and I started driving to the high school. When I got there I parked my car, in my parking spot, and walked over to where the buses were. 

"Kaylee" I heard my name and turned around to see who it was. 

"What do you want Lindsey?" I didn't want to deal with her right now, I was actually relaxed at the moment until she came up to me. 

 "Just want to talk to you about what happened at prom night." 

 I stared at her, and thought about whether I should listen to what she had to say. I decided I would listen, it was almost time to go, and she was on a different bus, so it wouldn't and couldn't take long. 

 "Alright let's hear what you have to say" 

"I'm sorry you saw what happened between me and Derek. And I wanted to tell you it's over between Derek and me, well I doubt there was anything there to begin with. But he wants you, and was only using me I guess, I don't know but I wanted to apologize. Anyways enjoy the night, bye bye."

 She turned around and walked to her bus, without giving me a chance to say anything. I started walking slowly to my bus, when Mr. McCarthy walked towards me. 

 "You're here, I was beginning to wonder if you would show up at all."

 "Sorry, Lindsey started talking to me, but I'm here, and I'm going to go find someone to sit with."

 "Oh you aren't sitting with Derek? You two usually sit together."

 "Yeah we are in a fight, and I would rather avoid him right now." 

 "What's wrong? Aren't you two sharing a room?" 

"Yeah, I kind of forget about that, but I will figure it out. Anyways I might as well go and find him, and talk this thing out with him." 

 "Ok, good luck, oh and if you need anything I will be there, and I think our rooms our next to each other so if you want a different room, I have an open bed." 

 "Um ok if I need it I will knock, bye now." I said as I walked on the bus, and found Derek sitting in a two seater. 

 I sat down in the three seater next to him, and ignored him. I moved in all the way, put my bag next to me on my right, so there was space left in case someone wanted to take that seat. Took my phone out, put my headphones in, and started watching the episode of Revenge I missed. The bus ride was an hour long so I would be done with it before we got there. About 15 minutes into the show, the bus started moving, and I felt someone take the seat next to me. I looked to my right and notice Derek sitting there, with a stern look on his face. I ignored him and kept watching my show. I get a text from him, then another and another. I ignore them all, and finish watching my show. 

 When it's over I pull my headphones out, and put them away, and look up and meet Derek's eyes. They filled with anger, and I look away to check my phone to see what other messages I have besides his. 

 My brother messaged me a few times, and I reply back to his message asking me where I put my Mac charger cause he can't find his. And when I finish sending the text, the bus has come to a stop and we are at the hotel resort place. As I get up and go to grab my bag, Derek grabs it before me and says, 

"I got it Kaylee, just follow me to our room, we need to talk about all this." 

 "Derek there is nothing to talk about, ok let's just forget about it and not let it ruin our friendship."

 "Kaylee but I can't forget about it, please just hear me out." He says as we walk off the bus.

"Is everything alright?" Mr. McCarthy asks as he checks off that we are present. 

 "Yea everything is alright," Derek said as he pulled me along with him. 

 We walked in silence, until we got to our room, we went in and he put our stuff down, walked to the door and locked it. I stood there staring at him and wondering what he would do next. 

"Derek, unlock the door right now."

 "I will if you agree to talk to me." 

 "There is nothing to talk about ok Derek! What don't you get, it's over, let's just forget about it and move on." I walked past him and went to unlock and open the door. Suddenly I felt his hands around my arms, pulling them behind my back. When I felt cold metal against them, I started to panic. 

"I'm not going to hurt you Kaylee, just relax ok. If you had agreed to talk this wouldn't have to happen." As he said those words the cuffs were locked, and my arms were now restrained behind my back. 

"Derek please let me go, we can talk all you want, just uncuff my hands." I said, trying to get him to unlock them. I was panicking but some part of me was enjoying it. My hands were restrained behind my back, Derek holding me here against my will. I was getting wet, and I couldn't be wet cause I needed to focus on getting out of this situation before Derek noticed. 

"Kaylee, be quiet and sit down on the bed, and for once just listen ok. Do you understand?" 

 "I do, but I'm fine standing Derek."

 "Then don't complain when you get tired of standing in 5 minutes." He said chuckling to himself. 

"I won't get tired, now tell me what you need to tell me, I'm missing out on the pool time." I said knowing he was right, and I would probably be sitting on the bed soon. 

"I'm sorry you saw what happened between me and Lindsey, it's a long story, but basically her guy asked me if I could that to her because she did something she wasn't supposed to. You weren't supposed to see any of it, and now you probably hate me and want nothing to do with me because of what happened afterward with me and you in the bathroom. If I ask you out now you will say no cause I forced myself on you. I'm sorry, that's all I wanted to say." 

 "Huh?"

 "I confused you didn't I?" He said chuckling again, as he moved behind me, uncuffing my hands. And then going to unlock the door and opening it. 

"Big time, and I didn't need to know in so much detail. But Derek we aren't going out ever I don't see you that way at all, and plus I already have someone, so the spot's taken." I said as I grabbed my swimsuit and towel. And ran out and headed towards the pool. I walked into the changing room, and got into an empty stall. I stripped out of my clothes, and noticed my panties were damp. I pulled on my strapless bikini top and matching panties. They were pink with purple polka dots. I wrapped my towel around myself, locked my clothes in a locker, and walked out to the pool area. 

 When I got there I saw Mr. McCarthy arguing with Derek, and I slowly walked past them hoping they don't notice me. I walked towards where my friends were, put my towel on a chair, and joined them in the water. 

 It was fun and relaxing, until the splashing started, and water got in my eyes. That's never fun, especially when you have contacts in. I had to get out of the water, grabbed my towel, and clothes and walked to my room. I looked for my contact solution but I couldn't find it in my bag. I saw Derek's bag open, and saw his solution, so used it to fill my lens case and took them out. Now I had to wear my glasses for the rest of the night. I changed back into my clothes, and went down to the lounge. 

 I had dinner with my friends, when they went to dance, I wasn't in the mood to dance, so went to back to my room, telling them I would be back soon. I pulled my laptop out and got on Facebook, replied to the messages I had, and logged into my yahoo. I didn't have any emails, so I took a shower. It was nice and warm, and it felt nice to have all the hair spray out of my hair. By the time I was done, I had been in there over an hour, and I heard someone walking around our room. The only clothing I had with me was my towel so I wrapped it around me, and slowly opened the bathroom door. 

 When I looked out, it was Derek, going through his stuff. I relaxed, and slowly walked out. When Derek saw me he walked up to me and said, 

"So that's where you've been hiding Kaylee?" 

 "I wasn't hiding anywhere Derek, and could you move out of my way so I can get my clothes." I tried to get past him, but he blocked my way again. 

"You look really good with wet hair, but the towel has to go baby." 

 "Huh?"

 "Kaylee, take the towel off."

 I started backing up towards the bathroom, "Derek it's not coming off!" I said as I held the towel close to my body. 

"Are you sure you want to play it like this?" He said taking a step closer. When my phone started to ring, I looked at him and ran to grab my phone. It was my brother, knowing him he probably lost the remote or something. 

"Hi Luke, what do you want?" I said as I felt Derek slide his arms around my waist. I felt him get a good grip and he pulled me on his lap, as he sat down on my bed. 

"Seriously? You're calling 'cause you can't turn the microwave on? You broke it again didn't you?" I said as I felt Derek putting one hand behind my back, and one hand under the towel stroking my inner thigh. 

"Yea yea, just wait for mom and dad to get home, and they can do something about it, or you can try and actually cook something for once. How do you survive on your own?" I felt Derek trail his hand higher. 

"Luke I will call you later ok, just call mom, see you soon bye." I said hanging up the phone. 

"Derek let me go, this isn't funny!" 

 "I never said it was funny, Kaylee. You should have listened to me the first time I told you. Because now I need to punish you baby, I will go easy 'cause it's your first time." 

 As soon as he said the words I shouted, "Derek, fucking let me go, or I swear you will regret what you do next!!!" 

"You don't mean that Kaylee, because if you did you would have told someone about what happened prom night. Although I think you have daydreamed about what happened, and wanted more to happen and were upset it didn't." 

 "Derek let me go ok, we can talk about everything, but please let me go. Derek don't ruin things." 

"Kaylee I gave you a choice but you didn't take it, so now you don't have a choice." He said as brought his lips down to my neck and started sucking on my neck. I gasped and tried to pull away, but he tightened his grip. He started sucking harder, and I knew I would be asked why I had a hickey on my neck because I wouldn't be able to cover it. 

 His hand moved higher, and I knew he could feel how wet I was. I moaned when his hand moved up and pinched my nipple through the towel. He moved higher up my neck, and his fingers started rubbing my pussy. I moaned when his fingers touched me, and I jerked forward needing more contact. 

 When we heard the door open, and Mr. McCarthy walked in, and stopped when he saw what was going on. Derek looked up, and didn't relax his hold on my arms. He pulled his fingers away from my leaking pussy, and brought them to my mouth. 

"Open up and clean my fingers, kitty-cat." 

 I opened my mouth and he pushed his fingers in, and I sucked them automatically. Forgetting Mr. McCarthy was standing there, and watching the whole thing. When Derek thought I was done sucking he pulled his fingers out of my mouth. 

"See now that wasn't so hard Kaylee, and Mr. McCarthy don't you know to knock before you enter a room." Derek said with spite in his voice. 

"Kaylee get dressed right now, take your clothes to the bathroom. Derek get out while she changes, and then she is coming to my room for the rest of the night." Mr. McCarthy said without looking at me. 

 I slowly got up from Derek's lap, and got my pajamas, and went to the bathroom to change. While I was changing I heard the two of them arguing again, and I tried to keep it out of my mind. I was tired of all this, and now I just wanted to go home and sleep. I got dressed and I went out, and saw Mr. McCarthy holding my stuff. 

 Derek didn't say anything and I followed him out the door and next door to his room. 

"You can sleep on this side, if you need anything you can ask for it, and the rest of the night you aren't allowed outside. If you need something I will get it for you. Understood?" 

 "I understand Mr. McCarthy. "

 "Ok now that that's over, why don't you explain what was happening between you and Derek." 

 "Um... I would rather not. It's... private, and um I don't and can't um... tell you what it's about, sorry." I said looking down and blushing bright red. 

"That's alright, but if you need me I will be here. I will not discuss this with anyone else, I know it wasn't your fault, and I know you well enough and since this is the last day it doesn't really matter telling the others. I wouldn't have come in if I hadn't heard you telling Derek to leave you alone. But hope you enjoy the rest of your night, he won't bother you again." He said as he opened up his laptop, and started typing stuff. 

"So you won't tell anyone about this?" I asked, not believing what I was hearing. 

"No I won't and you can call me Dan, we aren't teacher and student anymore. But I will let you do what you want to do, feel free to turn the TV on." He went back to typing on his laptop. 

 Since I was on house arrest now, well not literally, I was stuck in a room with my gorgeous teacher who just saw me half naked on Derek's lap. Yeah I was in the perfect situation. I got comfy on the bed, and took my laptop out, and logged into yahoo messenger, and I still didn't have an email from Daniel. But saw he just logged into yahoo messenger. 

"Good Evening Kaylee."

 "Hi Daniel."

 "How is everything going?"

 "It's alright, but I want to tell you something though. I made up my mind about being your submissive." 

 "Already? What made you decide so fast?" 

 "Things happened, and yeah it was pretty easy. But may I be your submissive?" As I said the words I felt a gush of wetness ooze out of my pussy, and my nipples get tight and hard. 

 "Yes you may, and may I be your Master and Dom?" 

 "Yes." I was shaking in my seat, and I hoped Mr. McCarthy wouldn't notice. 

 "So now my sweet little pet, I have a question for you, where are you right now?" 

 "I am at the graduation party for my school, but on room arrest I guess because of stuff that happened. But why?" I hope he would let me cum, I needed to so badly, my panties were soaked and I needed release. 

"Well do you have a bathroom nearby? I want you to go, and finger yourself until you cum hard." 

 I was shaking even harder now, and I couldn't have typed yes fast enough. "Yea there is one."

 "Then what are you waiting for, go and cum for me Kaylee. Message me when you have cum." 

 I shut my laptop screen, and walked towards the bathroom. 

"Is everything alright Kaylee?" Mr. McCarthy asked while I walked towards the bathroom. 

"Um yeah everything is alright, just have to go to the bathroom." I said as normally as I could. 

 "Ok, just making sure, you are shaking and I thought you might be cold. I will give you my jacket when you come out." 

 "No it's alright I have one. It's somewhere in my stuff." I said as I walked into the bathroom and locked the door. 

 I sank to the floor, and pulled my pj's off along with my panties. I rubbed my fingers against my wet slit, and moaned. Slipping a finger into my wet dripping pussy, I groaned out loud, before hearing Mr. McCarthy say something. 

"Everything ok in there? I heard you groaning, should I be concerned?" 

 "Noooooo... um... everything is ok, you don't need to worry about anything." I said as I tried to stop myself from moaning out loud. 

"Alright, take your time. I'm going to step out for a few." 

 "Ok that's fine, talk to you soon." As I finished the sentence I heard the door shut close, and let out a long moan. I quickly pulled my finger out and it was soaked, I brought it to my mouth and sucked on it until it was clean. And brought two fingers to my soaking wet pussy, and slowly pushed them in until I couldn't push anymore. 

 I groaned as I felt a gush of wetness flow out. I started moving my fingers in and out; moving faster and faster with each thrust. I started arching my back to the thrusting, and moaning out loud not caring who heard me. Feeling my wetness leaking out freely now, like a dam had been broken and it was all spilling out. 

 I started rubbing my clit with my other hand, moving in small circles. I felt my self-approaching my orgasm fast, and knew when I did cum it would be huge. I started finger fucking myself faster and faster. Moving my fingers around my clit faster, I started cumming, and it was hard. I couldn't fuck myself because my pussy was clamping down too hard, and my whole body went into spasms. My back arched and my toes curled, I closed my eyes shut and felt the tremors go through my body. After what seems like forever, I finally felt my orgasm pass, and I had control over my body again. 

 I got up on wobbly legs, and cleaned up the puddle I made on the tile. After washing my hands, and making myself look normal, I walked out of the bathroom. Got into bed and logged back into my laptop. Signing on into yahoo messenger I noticed Mr. McCarthy wasn't back yet. Daniel wasn't online, so I decided to play a game while I waited. It was a game I played when I was bored, and there was this one level I hadn't passed yet. So I kept going back to play it again, I couldn't or rather wouldn't stop until I finished it. When I started playing I was doing awesome, and when I was half way through the middle of the game. Mr. McCarthy came back, and started looking at what I was doing, when he saw I was playing a game he backed off. 




Online Dominance Ch. 06



After a few minutes, when I had reached the level I couldn't beat, I got a message from Daniel. When it popped up I lost because it got in the way, so I minimized it and replied to his question. 

"How was the orgasm Kaylee?" Daniel asked, and I blushed recalling what had just occurred in the bathroom. 

"Um it was amazing." I replied, hoping that would answer his question. 

 I waited impatiently, knowing what he would reply with. "You know that's not what I was looking for, pet. I want you to explain to me what you did in detail." 

"But that will make me horny again, and I don't want to cum again :( " I said with a groan escaping my mouth, just at the thought of cumming again. 

"So my little slut doesn't want to cum again?" 

 Holding back another moan, I typed my reply, "It's not that, it's just I make too much noise, and I don't want the teacher knowing I am playing with myself in the bathroom. He already had to leave when I came earlier." 

 "Alright, I won't make you cum again, but do you want to talk about anything? Any questions you want to have answered?" 

"Um none right now Daniel, but I do have a question, can I please please get a picture of you? It's just I need to put a face and body to this figure I have in my head. Before I come up with something completely different in my head." 

"Alright, but it will be a picture, but my face will be cropped out. Anything you want me to do with my hands or a writing or something?" 

 "No that's ok, I believe you." I really did, I trusted him, because so far he did nothing to spike up my creep alarm. 

"Alright, give me a second to find a picture, I don't like it when people take pictures of me, so it might take a while." 

 "Ok take your time, but why don't you like pictures being taken of you?" Wondering why all guys were like that, never like it when people take pictures of them. 

"Hmmm its because, we're not as pretty as girls :P " 

 "Well guys aren't pretty they're handsome, and we girls enjoy looking at them, so can you please take one and send it to me. I promise I will behave." 

 "Alright, alright, I need to get a hair cut and shave so can I send you one tomorrow?" 

 Grrr, I have to wait even more, but it was ok, because he said he would tomorrow. "Alright, you can send it tomorrow, but why are you worrying about that? I won't see your face, so it better be good." 

 "It will be good, now what are you up to?"

 "Nothing much, just thinking I should sleep now, a lot happened tonight and I need to think about it." I needed some time alone, so I can think about what Mr. McCarthy saw and what Derek did. I didn't our friendship to be ruined, and he was my best friend, but he was ruining it. 

"What happened? Should I be concerned?" 

 "No, no it was nothing. Just my best friend being a jerk, and wanting to change our relationship; which I don't want because to me he is just my friend, but he wants more because he thinks I can and will be his. So just a jumble of emotions going on with him, especially after my teacher saw what he was trying to do." All the words just came out, and before I could change what I wrote I had already pressed enter. 

"Um are you alright? What happened? Do you need to talk about it?" 

 "No, I think I am ok, and it was nothing I will take care of it. He won't touch me again." I didn't want to talk about it; I just wanted it to go away. I wanted him to stop acting so weird, and be normal again. 

"Sure?" 

 "Yes, I think I am going to bed now. I need to sleep and just think." 

 "Alright, sleep tight, and if you need to talk don't hesitate to message me, better yet here's my number xxx-xxx-xxxx. Call or text me if you need anything. I mean it."

 "Ok I will, goodnight." 

 "Good night and sweet dreams." 

I closed my laptop and put it away. Said good night to Mr. McCarthy, and got under the covers and fell asleep. 



I have to thank my editor PhantomOp and especially my boyfriend, bk87, because if he wasn't in my life I don't think I would still be writing. Thanks for reading, please leave your comments, reviews, and suggestions. 



Online Dominance Ch. 07



Here is chapter 7 and hope you guys enjoy the chapter and hope it answers some questions for once or maybe not. If you are reading or looking at this for the first time, you might want to read the chapters before hand, it will make more sense if you do. Again everyone is above the age of 18. 





After last night, I woke up feeling terrible, and just wanted to curl up under the covers and pass out. But unfortunately that wasn't going to happen, when I heard Mr. McCarthy tell me to get up because it was time to go. 

I dragged myself out of bed and changed my outfit into what I was going to wear today. Next I pulled my makeup bag out and covered the hickey Derek left on my neck. I said good-bye to Mr. McCarthy and walked out quickly getting on the bus, finding a two seater and sitting down. Putting my headphones in my ears, and closing my eyes I began to just relax to the music. 

When I was finally getting close to falling asleep, I felt my bag being moved, and felt someone sit down. I woke up from my trance and looked up to see Derek sitting there with a look on his face that told me he was not happy about what happened. 

I grabbed my bag from him, got up and tried to get out, but he wouldn't let me. So I put my bag on the floor, moved as far away as I possibly could, looked out the window and turned the volume of my music up. I felt the bus move and was slowly returning to the trance when I felt a hand on my upper thigh, my eyes snapped open. 

I glared at him and moved his hand. I pulled the headphones out and put my phone away. 

"What the hell do you want?!" I yelled. I was pissed off at him for being so weird lately, for last night, for being here, for not leaving me alone and for not letting me relax on the ride home. I just wanted him to leave me alone. 

"I just want to talk ok, nothing else, just talk. I am ... sorry about how I reacted. Will you forgive me?" 

"No, you are not my boyfriend, you are my best friend. You don't have the right to touch me like that. Ever! And I belong to someone else, so I can't be yours." I was angry at him, how could I forgive him, what if Mr. McCarthy hadn't walked in last night, Derek would have raped me!

"Ok so you have a boyfriend, fine I get it, and I won't touch you like that again. But you should have someone who knows the real you, the submissive you that is just dying to come out. I see it in your eyes and you know I'm right."

"So what if you are? You are not the person I will submit to, Derek, you are my best friend and I don't want to ruin that. We are almost there, and then in a day we are going to summer camp. Please don't ruin this now." 

"I am not going to ruin anything." He said as he crushed his lips against mine. I didn't have a chance to catch my breath and when I felt his tongue at my bottom lip I opened my mouth instinctually. His tongue quickly came in, making me moan into his mouth. Then I felt his hand snake up to grab the back of my neck to hold my head still. 

With his other hand, he repositioned himself so no one else could see. Blocking the view to everyone else on the bus, he brought his hand to the hem of my top. He reached under my top and quickly found my breasts, feeling them through my bra, and then quickly sliding his hand under my bra and playing with a nipple. First the left then the right, making me gasp and moan into his mouth. 

As I was trying to pull away, he pulled me onto his lap, and continues his pleasurable assault to my body. With one hand, he pulls both of my hands behind my body; he holds them tightly together, successfully restraining me. With his other hand, he starts to pinch my nipples, making me moan again into his mouth. I try to pull away again but he grabs onto my right nipple and doesn't let go until I am begging. 

He pulls away from my mouth and starts to lick my neck, sucking gently. I see it as a chance, and bite his shoulder hard, when he yelps, he lets go of me. I quickly grab my bag, walk up to the front, and sit in an empty seat. In my hurry to get away from Derek and his forceful attitude, I failed to notice that Mr. McCarthy is sitting in the seat next to me. 

"Are you ok Kaylee?" He asks, clear concern written on his face.

Startled and still trying to get a grip on myself, I reply "Yeah I'm ok, just got a little too hot back there." 

"Are you sure? You have a few marks on your neck and your face is all red." 

"Oh yeah, I am alright." 

When the bus comes to a stop, I am the first to jump off. I head to the student parking and quickly find my car, get in and drive to the beach. 

After changing into my bathing suit under a pair of shorts and a sweat jacket, I grab my bag and begin to pack; water bottle, a pair of flip-flops, sun screen, gum, and sun glasses. I put on my sneakers, put my headphones in, and head down the beach for a long run. 

Running across the beach always cleared up my head but I hadn't had time to do it recently. I was enjoying the run so much that by the time I was exhausted, the sun was setting across the water and it was the perfect time to take a few pictures of the sun set. Snapping the pictures I heard someone running across the beach behind me. Last I checked, I was alone so I looked around and noticed a person running the way I had just come from. 

When the person got closer I recognized him as my friend Josh. Waving at him to join me, I found a clean dry spot and sat down in the sand. I used the back of my hand to wipe the sweat from my forehead and took a few gulps of my water. 

Josh was a trainer at the gym when he wasn't studying so he had a nice toned body that stood out no matter how baggy his clothing was. He had a few tattoos over his muscles that would make any girl drool. I had met Josh a few years ago when his family moved in next door to me and he is a year older than I am. I hadn't seen him recently since he had been at college for the past year. 

"How have you been Kaylee?" 

"Good, just the usual shit going on, how was your first year of college?"

"College is a bitch. But anyway, how are you? You're finally a college girl! How long has it been since we hung out?" 

"A few months at least, wasn't it Christmas?" 

"Yup, you got me that abomination of a sweater." 

"That wasn't my gift to you. I got you the jumbo box of condoms; Derek got the terrible sweater for you to charm the ladies with." I recalled. This made me laugh out loud and forget what had been going on with my best friend. 

"Oh yeah, I remember now! How is that bastard anyway?" 

"Oh um he is ok, I guess, just being his usual jerky self." Not wanting to talk about him, I could only hope to satisfy his appetite for gossip with the bare minimum. 

"What happened? You never end with one sentence. You usually have an entire list of all the terrible things he has done while I was gone." He said laughing, not knowing what really had happened while he was gone this time. 

"He just thinks since we are best friends he can get away with anything." 

"Now I am worried, Kay are you ok? What did he do?" Josh was the person who looked out for me even when I didn't need it. He was like the second older brother I never wanted but had anyway. 

"Its just really complicated, he thinks I am his slut and that he can have sex with me no matter what I say. I saw him doing some kinky stuff with Lindsey after prom and I told him that I'm into the same stuff and now he won't leave me alone about it. Every chance he gets he tries to touch me and I don't want him to and I tell him that but he doesn't listen to me." I said and the dam that was holding the tears back burst and they all came flooding out. 

"Come here Kay, he won't touch you again, I promise. He had no right to touch you in the first place. I will take care of it, don't worry. Please don't cry. Hey I know, why don't you pick a place, and I will race you there." 

Wiping the tears away, I stood up. "Ok. But you better not let me win because I am upset, I can beat your sorry ass at any given moment." 

"Oh, I wasn't planning on letting you win, and we will see who's ass gets beat." He replied with a smirk. 

"Alright, to the parking lot. On the count of three. One, two, three..." 

I beat him as usual and offered him a ride home so he wouldn't have to take the bus. We drove home, talking about all of our plans for the summer. 

After getting home, I finished packing my bags and put them in my car, made sure everything was ready, and that I had my parking pass. Then I crawled into bed and I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. 

When I woke up the next morning, I took a shower, got dressed and left for the beach. I found my spot, a nice secluded area where I could enjoy the entire beach and the atmosphere but also be by myself if I wanted to be, I found it when I was running one day and I wanted to sit down to rest for a moment. I laid my towel out and got comfortable. I took out my Nook and began reading, making sure to put sunscreen on every hour so I wouldn't get burnt, and relaxing into the hot sand. 

After a few hours of just relaxing, I got bored. I had finished a few books so it was time to go for a long run. So I stood up, leaving all of my stuff on my towel, stretched and got started running. I didn't stop this time, I just kept running and running until I was out of breath and collapsed in the sand. I closed my eyes and just listened to the ocean while I tried to catch my breath. 

About ten minutes later, when I had gotten my breathing and pulse under control again, I got up and ran back to where my stuff was. When I got closer I noticed someone was there. I slowed down and pulled out my phone, getting ready to dial 911 at a moments notice. As I got closer I noticed it was Derek, and I knew I was fucked. 

"Hey little kitty, I had a talk with Josh, looks like you whined to him." 

" Fuck off, I need to go now. Have to be up early tomorrow and I am exhausted, so if you don't mind can you please get off my towel and leave me alone." 

"Nope, I find it very relaxing here, so I think I will stay." 

"Alright keep it." I leaned down, grabbed the rest of my stuff and turned to walk to my car listening to his footsteps as he followed close behind me. I knew that once I got to my car, I would need to get in quickly, because if I didn't I would be squished between him and my car. 

As soon as I got there I opened the trunk and put my bag in. Then I walked towards the driver's door. I saw him standing there but I grabbed the handle and opened the door when I heard him say something. I kept getting into the car. There is no way I wanted to be trapped between him and anything again! Taking my continued retreat as a sign that I didn't hear him, he repeated himself.

"Can we please talk?" 

"We had our chance to talk, but you couldn't keep your hands to yourself, so no." I reply while barely containing my anger. 

I started my car and pulled out of the spot to begin my drive home, leaving him standing there in the rearview mirror. I didn't want to deal with him unless I absolutely had to. I fell asleep as soon as I got home, and woke up early the next morning. 

I said goodbye to my family, and drove off to college. Most of the students didn't come to the college with their parents, but the ones who did made sure to say goodbye fast. When everyone arrived, we all began moving our stuff into our dorm rooms. Once that was done we were split into groups, and introduced to our mentors for the summer. 

My group's mentor turned out to be Mr. McCarthy, well Dan now. It was weird calling him Dan, I guess it's just another thing to get used to. 

"Hi guys, I will be your mentor, but its such a weird word here so just think of me as your friend. I am here if you need anything. So if you do, don't be afraid to ask." 

When Dan was done giving his speech, we were free to go and socialize. I didn't see Derek in any of the groups, and hoped he had decided not to come. 

I had just started to walk towards Mr. McCarthy...erm...Dan, when he turned towards me and smiled. I had never noticed how awesome his smile was, and how toned his body was. I just stopped where I was, and ogled him. My eyes traveling up and down a few times before he was standing right in front of me and I was face to very muscular chest. 

"Hi Kaylee, its nice to see you here, and you look amazing. How are you feeling after what happened?" 

"Hi Mr. McCarthy, it's nice to see you here, too. I'm glad you're my mentor; it makes me feel a bit more at ease being surrounded by people I don't know. I am alright; just happy to see Derek is not here." I said as I played with my hair, a lazy grin plastered on my face.

"Hey, its Dan now, remember. I'm not your teacher anymore, and I see no suit. Derek was supposed to be here? I didn't know. Are you sure you are ok?" He asked with a worried expression showing on his face. 

"Yes I am ok, a hundred percent perfect. And I will try to remember saying Dan instead of Mr. McCarthy; it's just hard to break that habit after saying it for a year. Yeah he said he was going to be coming but I guess he just forgot or over slept, but I don't care"

"Ok, I believe you. If you want, I can ask the Dean to see if Derek is on the list and if he checked in. Oh, and if you don't remember, I might have to punish you for forgetting." He said laughing. 

"I might have to take you up on that offer." I said as I walked away to talk to my roommates. 

After eating dinner and getting our course schedules, we finally had a chance to return to our dorms and decorate. I put up my pictures, put my clothes away, and made my bed. 

When I finally lay down, I pulled out my laptop and a picture of me and Derek fell onto my lap. I stared at it wondering what would happen to our friendship. The picture was from when both of us were four; we had just become friends after I convinced him I wasn't a monster. I pulled my phone out and dialed his mom's number, hoping she would know where he was.

"Hey Ms. McCabe, I was just wondering if you knew where Derek was." 

"Hi Kaylee its so nice to hear from you, its been so long since you last came over. I miss seeing your smile around the house. But about Derek, he should be there by now; he had car troubles this morning but he didn't want me to drive him, so he went to get his car fixed."

"Ok, thank you, and I hope to see you soon." I hung up the phone, and wondered why the idiot didn't just call me for a ride. The events that had happened over the few days since prom were confusing and bad, but he was still my best friend, and that came first. 

I fell asleep just lying there and wondering what tomorrow would bring. 

I woke up just as my alarm started ringing and grabbed my bathroom bag and robe. I walked to the bathroom, and got into the shower. It was nice to get all the icky dirt off of me, and soon I lost track of time. When I heard the door open as I was drying off, it was Derek. 

"What do you want? And you are in the girls bathroom too, get the fuck out!" I said wrapping the towel around me tightly. 

"I just wanted to talk to you while you were relaxed, and we are alone now so no interruptions this time either." He said as he locked the door and walked toward me. 

"Um Derek we can talk, ok, but please don't come any closer to me. We're both late, and I am starving here Derek. We can talk after dinner tonight, I promise. Just don't do anything here and let me go." I said trying to figure out how to get out of the bathroom and away from him so I could get back to my room and get dressed. 

"Alright I will let you go, but you need to kiss me first, on the lips. Then I won't bother you for the rest of the day, and we can talk after dinner, you and I, oh and don't forget your good friend 'Dan'." He said unlocking the door and opening it, waiting for me to go and kiss him. 

"Why do you want to talk with Dan? Isn't he just our counselor and ex-teacher?" I replied; confused as I picked up my bag. 

"There is more to this then you think Kaylee, a lot more. So now, where is my kiss?" He said with the lazy grin on his face that he knew melted my heart. 

I walked up towards him, put my bag on the floor next to me, got up on my tiptoes, and gave him a light kiss on his bottom lip before relaxing my feet and leaning down to grab my bag. 

All of a sudden I felt a pair on hands on my waist pulling me up. He pushed me against the doorframe and crushed his lips against my mouth. I tried to push him away but he pinned my hands above my head and brought his knee between my legs. He pushed his tongue against my lips and when I didn't open my mouth for him he bit down hard on my lip making me yelp, and gave him the opportunity that he was waiting for. He shoved his tongue deep into my mouth, probing and exploring; dominating my mouth and not giving me a choice.

I was so distracted by what he was doing and trying to figure out how to get away that I didn't notice him move his hand until I felt it slipping underneath the towel to grab onto my wet, hot pussy. I squirmed and let out a muffled scream trying to push him away, but it just made me arch my back and gave him better access to my body. 

As soon as I feel his hands leave my body I grab my towel and wrap it around my self, and hold it as tightly as I can against my chest. 

I look up and see Dan there, a blush quickly takes over my face and I can feel it spread to the rest of my body. I grab my bag and make a run for my room, locking the door behind me. I lean against the door and feel humiliated. I just want to die. I rush to get dressed and quickly make my way to breakfast, grab a bagel and a bottle of orange juice and rush to my first period course. I get there early and just sit in my seat, close my eyes and try to relax. As I sit there, I slowly start to drift toward sleep, and decide to take a nap. 

"Kaylee we need to talk." I open my eyes and look up to see Dan there. Suddenly I'm furious with him and Derek

"What do you want to talk about? Is something going on that I don't know about? Why are you and Derek having a pissing match, because, honestly, I don't want to be a part of it." I reply, suddenly ripped from my relaxed state and pushed into confronting this issue. 

"Ok look, I will try to explain it all to you, but I should warn you beforehand, it's a really long story. I need you to listen to everything I say before we go and talk with Derek after dinner. I'm free during lunch, we can go to the student center, and I will buy pizza, don't worry about attendance I will take care of it, so what do you say?" He said trying to smile, and not look so nervous. 

"Why should I listen to you first? I have only known you for a year, and that's it. What's worse you're my teacher, so I don't know." I say trying to control my anger, I just needed I break from all of this, and I need to vent to someone who doesn't know what was going on. Where is a girlfriend when you needed one?

"Alright, well I will be there waiting, so whether you show up or not, it's your choice. I won't hold either choice against you. Good bye for now, I hear people coming up the stairs." He left the room just as students started filling into the room. 

I pulled my laptop out, and quickly logged into yahoo messenger, and saw Daniel was online. 

"Good morning Daniel, how have the last few days been?" I typed smiling for the first time today.

"They have been good, been busy, and stressed about a few things." 

"Oh, anything you want to talk about?" I asked, hoping everything was ok. 

"No it's nothing big, just a few arguments, but I do want to talk to you about something, how has that hungry pussy of yours been for the past few days? As far as I know, the last orgasm you had was a few days ago and you have told me the longest you have gone without one is a day. So anything you want to ask me?" 




Online Dominance Ch. 07



I blushed at the thought and tried not to fidget too much. With everything that was going on I completely forgot about the fact that I had not cum for days and I was really horny now that I think of it. 

"Um I have been ok, but now that you reminded me about it, I'm fucking horny as hell." I type as I try to stop myself from grinding my hips together. 

"What would you do if I told you, that you can go and cum in the school bathroom?" 

"I would do anything" I typed, "I'm so fucking horny right now and so badly need something, anything in my pussy." I said while moving in my seat and rubbing my thighs together, not caring if anyone noticed.

"That's what I wanted to hear, little one, you can go and cum in the bathroom. But after that you need to stuff your panties in that tight wet pussy of yours for me again. By the time you come back, I will be offline; I am meeting up with someone from work. So this will be good-bye and good luck, and stay safe. I will talk to you soon." 

"That sounds good to me, I will talk to you later." I typed and I closed my laptop, throwing my arm into the air to ask if I could use the lady's room. 

I quickly walked into an open stall, and took off my panties and shorts and pulled my shirt up so my tits were out. I looked down at my discarded clothing and noticed that my panties were soaked through. I could feel my wetness smeared all over my thighs and it made another gush of liquid flow from my soaking pussy. I traced the tips of my fingers down my neck, across my collar bone and to my breasts. I pinched both of my nipples and gently rolled them between my thumbs and forefingers. I kept my left hand to tease my nipple and trailed my right hand down to pay some much needed attention to my pussy. I began by teasing myself with light touches to my pussy lips. Then I slipped one finger into my wet pussy and when I pulled it out, I licked it clean and I tasted so good that I went back for more. I slipped two fingers into my pussy, and began to slowly fuck myself. I brought my other hand down from my left nipple and started rubbing my clit with my fingers in slow circular motions, as I felt my body prepare for the orgasm it had been craving for a few days, I pinched my clit and starting rubbing it with more pressure and faster movements. 

I felt my orgasm as it crept closer and I started fucking myself faster with my fingers. When I felt the orgasm wash over me I screamed and I came hard. I pulled my fingers out, and licked all of my cum off. Then I took my panties off of the floor where I had thrown them in my rush to get to my burning pussy, and pushed them inside of me again. It took me longer to push the panties in and when I finally made sure they were all the way inside of me, I felt so full. Just what I was craving and it felt so good to have something filling my tight little hole. 

I pulled my shorts on and my shirt down, washed my hands, left the bathroom and made my way back to class where I sat listening to the instructor give a lecture and taking notes. 

The rest of the morning was, thankfully, uneventful. Derek stayed out of my way like he promised and Dan was nowhere to be seen. Since there was little going on, I had time to think and I decided that I was going to go talk to Dan and give him a chance to fill me in on what is going on between him and Derek. I mean the worst that can happen is we settle nothing and I get some good pizza. So I headed for the student center and Dan. 

I walked in and bought two slices of pizza and a can of Sprite. I looked around and spotted him in a corner with his laptop. I slowly walk towards him and take the seat across from him, setting my tray of food down, and pulling my laptop out along with my notebook for English class. 

"Glad you joined me Kaylee, I know you have a lot of questions, and I will try to answer them all in one go. You can interrupt me if you need clarifying on anything, and I will try to elaborate on it." He said while typing something into his computer. 

"Ok I understand, now do you want to explain what the hell is going on?" I replied as I logged into my yahoo messenger, and saw Daniel was online, and typed hello to him. When I heard a yahoo ping go off somewhere near me, I looked around but was distracted by Dan's voice. 

"So here goes nothing... Derek is my step brother, out parents got married when we were younger, and they divorced soon after. My dad had an alcohol problem and because of it I was placed in foster care, where I met a good friend who motivated me to do well in school. So a few years down the line, I became a teacher. I didn't know that you or Derek were students at the school, if I did know, I would have waited for a different offer. When I saw you, I instantly fell in love. When you were younger, everyone knew that you were going to grow into a beautiful woman and they weren't wrong. After I realized that I had feelings for you, I began to notice how Derek looked at you and I just had this feeling that it wasn't going to end well. So I had to make sure nothing happened to you. Derek blames me for my father's mistakes. He believes I ruined his life. My father was abusive and he hit Derek and I when we were younger. Derek still holds that against me. When I confronted him to talk about everything he said I could not have you, so I listened. But then I noticed what he was doing, and I couldn't just stand by and let him torment you. I tried to stay close and make sure that you were safe from him, just like I used to when we were younger and you came over when my dad was around. This is what has been going on. You had the right to know. Now I know that all of this is a lot to take in, but I'm going to take a chance here. Do you think that you might want to go out on a date or two with me? You know, just to see if we would make a good couple?" He asked with a long sigh after the long speech he had just given. 

"So you two are stepbrothers? And you want to go out with me?" I said trying to make sense of what he just told me. 

"Essentially yes. I can expand on the 'going out with me' part if you would like. There is more." He said trying to sound normal. 

"Ok, do you want to explain?" I said even more confused than I was when he first started talking. 

"This would be easier if it wasn't so soon, but I guess I don't really have a choice anymore. Kaylee, would you mind turning your laptop around so that I can see your screen, I'll turn mine so that you can see what I have up too." 

I looked at him with a weird expression. "You first." Was all I could say. He turned his screen and showed me, so I turned mine to show him. I just looked at his for a second. "What do you want me to see; I don't see anything of significance here." 

"Ok, give me a second let me open up my yahoo messenger." He said as he clicked a few times and turned his screen towards me. 

"Ok now what?" I said trying to understand where this was going. 

"Look at my yahoo username and look at the person you just messaged on your yahoo. They are the same usernames. We are the same people." 

I looked at him tying to grasp what he had just said, and absorbing everything he had said up until this point. 

I have to thank my new editor Lexxisaur and especially my boyfriend, bk87, because if he wasn't in my life I don't think I would still be writing. Thanks for reading, please leave your comments, reviews, and suggestions.