Things could get ugly. And by that, I mean this dildo could fall out at any moment and flop down on the floor.
Now that’s a nightmarish scene I wouldn’t ever want to see, let alone play out for anyone else to see.
Before she leaves, Crystal pats me on the shoulder and says, “You’ll get it one day. I just know it.”
“Thanks, Crys,” I say, smiling at her.
If I want this opinion piece at least once—no, on a regular basis—I have to pull my big girl panties up and show Ellen it will be awesome. It’s the only way to change her mind.
“Good. You keep working at it. And in the meantime, we’ll produce the most amazing responses to the reader’s questions.” She winks.
“See you tomorrow!” I muse as she walks out.
When she’s gone, I pack up my things and get up from my chair. Every movement I make reminds me of the fake flesh snuggly fit between my folds. I wiggle around a little, adjusting the feel before I walk out the door. The exit isn’t too far up ahead. Even as I walk, I’m constantly reminded of how wet I still am.
Fuck. I can’t wait to get home.
After a day like this, I really need a big dose of D. Mr. Big Dick.
I smirk to myself, thinking about the images and the video he sent me. Maybe that’s why he calls himself D. It wouldn’t surprise me at all. With equipment like that, who wouldn’t boast about it?
Suddenly, my phone buzzes, and I grab it to check what’s going on.
It’s a message from my telephone company. I have reached the mobile plan limit and have to pay or else this phone will get shut off from the internet for the rest of this pay cycle. Great. Just what I needed.
I sigh and throw it back in my purse.
I would pay it if I could, but money’s tight when you live on your own and on a tight budget. Which is why I tried to shoot for a bigger project today … and failed.
Oh well, my time will come. I refuse to give up.
One day, I’m going to write this article, and Ellen will be amazed, and the readership will be amazing, and I’m gonna get a raise, and my life will be fantastic.
I nod at my own dreams. If I work hard enough, they won’t remain fantasies but will actually become real life. And I’ll stick with that mantra for as long as I can.
Why? Because it keeps me from running back to my parents for things I want to do on my own. Things I know I should be able to do without their help.
My life is my own to rule. And as long as I’m happy with doing what I want, when I want it, that’s all I’ll ever need.
Chapter 4
Kat
The first thing I do when I get home is chuck my bag in a corner and sit down with my laptop. It’s been a rough day, and I don’t want to wait any longer to get online.
Besides, D is probably pissed that I left so abruptly. I wonder if he’ll even talk to me. Only one way to find out and it’s happening right now.
Thank God, he’s actually online. And he didn’t block me.
I open the chat and immediately begin to type.
NaughtyKitten: Sorry. Someone came into my office. I had to close the chat.
It takes him a while to type back.
D: You didn’t lock the door? Bad kitten.
NaughtyKitten: I’m really sorry about that.
D: What happened to the updates you’d send?
Updates? Crap, that’s right. He asked for pictures and stuff. I completely forgot.
NaughtyKitten: Fuck. I forgot. I’m sorry.
D: You didn’t do what I asked.
NaughtyKitten: I’m here now. Home. I’ll do whatever you want.
D: Is the dildo still inside your pussy?
Everything throbs the moment he mentions it, causing me to giggle.
NaughtyKitten: Yup, and keeping me horny.
D: Good. I like you horny. And wet.
NaughtyKitten: My panties are soaked.
I bring my fingers down between my legs. Yep. Drenched.
D: And now you’d like to come, wouldn’t you?
NaughtyKitten: Oh … yes, please.
D: But you left me hanging too. So I’m going to make you wait a little longer too.
Fuck. Is this his idea of punishment? I guess he really does hate it when things don’t go according to his plans. Or maybe he just loves tormenting me.
A picture suddenly pops onto my screen. It’s his dick, fully erect, with pre-cum dripping down onto his fingers. I lick my lips as my mouth waters.
D: I’ve been waiting all day for you. Don’t make me wait any longer.
NaughtyKitten: I won’t.
D: Then make me come … and maybe I’ll let you come too.
NaughtyKitten: What do you want me to do?
D: Anything and everything I ask you to. Do you agree?
NaughtyKitten: Yes.
I don’t even have to think about it.