1. Teachers Pet. Chp 3


    Date: 8/2/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Domination/submission, Incest, Male / Female Teens, Written by women, Author: elise wrist, Rating: 70.6, Source: sexstories.com

    go..." I say having James scoot over towards Amy. It was so obvious they have feelings for each other. I had picked out a comedy, it was to late for a romance and to early for horror. I didn't like action. A little later on my phone buzzes on my lap. Checking it I see that Patrick has texted me again. It reads, "baby? Baby why didn't you respond? Baby, please say something, Im worried. I need to know your okay." I look at the text and cry, a tear hits my phone. It pains me to know that he is worried and unable to focus on work because I didn't respond. Taking a shaky breath I send a quick response. "I'm okay, just spending time with James and Amy. They seem to have feelings for each other. I understand you may not make it. It's okay, I'll save you dinner, and be in bed waiting for you. If you dont make it home before I go to sleep." It wasn't that late, but I was tired. It was only 6, I was very tired maybe it was from all the fun last night. I look at Amy who was standing, stretching she picks up her small purse. "Im sorry, my mom texted me and I have to go." She says. Hugging her I whisper, "it's okay, see you at school tomorrow." Pulling back she nods and gives my a soft smile. Sitting back down I put another movie on. James and I watch movies through out the entire day. Come around 10:30, his mom calls and needs him to drive home. After he drives off, I close the door and lock it. Check all windows, and make sure nobody can come in. I grab a blanket from the downstairs ...
    hall closet. Put on an old disney movie and fall asleep. But not before bring out the lock box from under my bed and writing a note. The note reads, "Patrick, I love you... Always have...Always will... That's why I gave you the thing in this box..." In the box was a red a black leather collar. The black being a back ground for the red. Engraved in black thread on the red, in Japanese is the word servant. In the box there, also there is cuffs, a expandable whip, leash, pads for my knees and gloves for my hands. I know that even if he didn't see it, I loved him. I know that everything I did was for him. Sleeping peacefully, I don't notice him come in at all. I must have passed out after James and Amy left. I could feel being lifted and carried up the stairs. Lightly being placed on the bed, I could sense he was still worried about hurting me. I curl up in my sleep. The next morning I wake and find him fast asleep. Smiling I roll out of bed as quietly as I can. I want to make him a breakfast before we have to go to the school again. I make french toast, bacon, and eggs. I start the coffee pot for him, so that he can be at school refreshed. Like always when I cook I listen to music. I sway my hips and move around, not caring if he sees. I feel his hands slide around my waist and angle downward. I jump and slap him, turning around I put my hand on my chest. Frowning I say "Pat? Im so sorry? I didn't mean to wake you, or hit you." He chuckles lightly and lifts my chin. Kissing my ...