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 Chapter Five

   Shannon floated home that evening on a cloud.  It had been all but
impossible to focus on her work for the rest of the day.  Her pussy was
alive and buzzing, and she constantly felt his touch as if he was right
there, eating her again.  She had no idea it would feel like that.  She
wanted more.  She craved it.  Yearned for it.  Her Master had said she was
going to get fucked and she realized that she wanted it more than anything.
She wanted to see what was beneath that bulge in his pants.  Wanted to know
what it would feel like in her hands.  What it would taste like.  What it
would feel like filling her tight pussy.  She was more than a little
disappointed that he was making her wait.  At the same time, though, it
thrilled her a little to be experiencing his control.  His ownership.  She
wondered at the thought.  Such a short time ago she was fantasizing about
sex and love and wondering what it would be like.  And here she was now,
owned by the man next door, and eagerly awaiting the time when he would
choose to fuck her.  For the first time.  Ever.  She wondered what people
would say if they knew.  She wished very much that she had a friend to tell
at that moment.  She did have a small group of friends, but they weren't
the sort of people you could confess something like this to.  Not without
parents and police and therapists being involved.  And outside of that
small group of teens, she was basically invisible to the rest of the kids
at school.  She was alright with that, and didn't feel the need to be known
by many people.  She just wanted to be truly known by a few.  Or even one.
To not have to hide herself.

   There was nothing immediately remarkable about Shannon.  She was pretty
enough, but in a girl next door kind of way.  Not the sort of girl who
turned the heads of teenaged boys with raging hormones.  She wondered what
drew Mr.  Holden to her.  Why such a confident, handsome man would be
interested in someone like her?

   Shannon completed her duties at home that evening in a daze.  At dinner
her mother tried feebly to make small talk, and Shannon did her best to
answer, but her mind was elsewhere.  It was busy being fucked by Mr. 
Holden.  That is, she realized, what she felt like.  She felt like her mind
was being ravaged oh so deliciously.  Even when she was not in his
presence, she was drawn to him.  She felt his ownership.  She felt the
necklace between her breasts and knew that she belonged to him.  Her
father's coldness didn't bother her one bit this evening.  She had a Master
now, and she knew deep within her that he was going to be everything she
needed.

   Shannon climbed the stairs to her room that night, her mind still on her
Master.  Before she turned the light on in her room, she noticed a glow
coming from her Master's home.  It was the light from his bedroom window.
She squinted her eyes in the darkness of her room, trying to see if she
could make him out.  She saw him walking from his ensuite bathroom into his
room.  She dashed to the lightswitch and flicked on the light.  She saw out
of the corner of her eye that the sudden flood of light from her room
caught his attention.  Shannon pretended not to notice him standing in the
window as she slowly began undressing.  The cool air caressed her breasts
as she lifted her shirt off, her nipples hardening.  She grabbed her
breasts and squeezed them a little, arching her back to thrust her tits
out. She stood there for a moment, trying to be as sexy as possible and
then looked back to his window out of the corner of her eye.  He was gone.
Suddenly, the text alert on her cell phone went off.  "Lay down.  Make
yourself cum.  Text me when you have obeyed." Shannon moaned and did
exactly that.  Tonight there was no gentle rubbing, no giving herself
delicious teasing foreplay.  There was just furiously fast and hard
rubbing. Almost shaking her clit with her fingers flattened against it. 
Faster and faster, her arm growing tired.  As she erupted into a powerful
orgasm her body spasmed, her head thrust backwards into her pillow.  She
held her breath and bit her lips to keep from screaming out.  Shannon lay
there panting and spent.  She weakly reached for her phone and texted "All
done, Sir.".  His response was immediate.
   "Go to sleep, little one.  You have a big day tomorrow."