Page 66 of His Coveted Obsession

His cock pressed against my thigh suddenly turned hard. He liked that. And I enjoyed this side of Thomas, and his willingness to be my sexy little victim.

“We’ll talk more about this later. Right now, I need to get you fed and release this sexual tension I suddenly have,” I said.

“Where are we going?”

“A ramen place. I like how I can customize it. One of the most foul things known to man is put in the soup. Besides that, it’s tasty.”

He covered his mouth to keep from bursting out into a laugh as he giggled. I wasn’t sure how he always found me funny becauseI had no sense of humor at all, but instead of getting offended, I relished in it, knowing it was another form of worship from Thomas. He enjoyed it when I talked.

“What things?” he asked.

“Mushrooms. They’re slimy and taste like dirt.”

He shuddered, trembling against me. “Ugh, I can’t stand mushrooms. I’m completely on board with no mushrooms.”

Perhaps we were meant to be, as Thomas claimed.

ItwasearlyMarch,and the first signs of spring were in the air. The evening was warm, in the mid-sixties. There would be more cold and snow later, but tonight I took the opportunity to play with Thomas since it was warm enough.

I’d been following Thomas after classes, learning his routine, and where he walked to the bus stop.

I still cursed him for not taking my gift. It wasn’t safe for him, which was apparent with my lurking about to play predator and prey.

When I saw him come out of the building, I followed him until he reached a quiet section between buildings. Since it was evening and the area was quiet, there weren’t many other students. Still, I scanned my surroundings.

Tucked back against the bricks, Thomas walked by me, going through his phone, and I followed behind him. He really needed to be more aware of his surroundings. Regardless, it was good for me.

Before he walked underneath a streetlight, I quickly wrapped my arm around his throat and put my hand over his mouth. He struggled to fight me off, clawing at my hands and trying to kick behind him, but I knew how to protect myself. Thomas didn’t stand a chance. I needed to train him to survive.

“Shhh, it’s me. It’s playtime.”

His body froze, then sagged, so I slowly removed my hand, but I kept a hold of his throat. “Superman?”

“It’s me.”

“God, you scared me for a minute.”

“You ready for some fun?”

He nodded quickly, suddenly breathing heavily. “Yes. What’s the plan?”

So eager. So responsive.

“I’m going to take you to my car, cover your head in a hood so you can’t see where we’re going, and tie you up. Once we reach our destination, I’ll remove the hood and your bindings and make you run. I’ll give you a five-minute head start. If I catch you, I strip you naked and fuck you hard on the dry leaves and dirt.”

“Oh, shit… I think I’m going to come already,” he rasped.

“No coming.”

Thomas twisted his body to face me and thrust on my thigh, instantly hardening me. “I’m not sure how fast I can run. You’ll catch me in no time.”

“The sooner I catch you, the sooner I get to fuck you. Feel free to fight me as much as you want.”

He bit his bottom lip, smiling. “Okay.”

“So, do you want your kidnapping and fucking fantasy coming true, then?”

“So much… Yes.”

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