Page 13 of His Dark Vices

When I'm emptied out and I've caught my breath, Kendall is still frozen in place.

"You could have warned me," she says sourly, wiping her face slowly.

"You didn't know I was close? You were doing such a good job."

I try not to grin. She's lucky I didn't say Bree's name when I came. It was on the tip of my tongue.

"Well, you can make it up to me," Kendall says in a playful tone, licking her fingers clean.

But I've already got what I wanted out of her.

"I can?" I ask, tucking myself away and zipping up.

I stand and look down at Kendall. Her tits are still out, dripping my cum. She might not have known much, but at least I got a tit job out of it.

"Don't you want to make me feel good, too?"

She pouts, trying to look cute. I stare at her until she stiffens, realization slowly dawning on her.

"I gotta go. I don't want to be late. But thanks."

I step over her and walk out of her room without another word. I wasn't lying, either. I don't want to be late.

I need to be there when Bree gets out of class.

If I walk into the forest about 10 minutes after Bree with my nose buried in a book, no one gives me a second look. After days of following her, I've gotten good at not being noticed. And now it's starting to become a habit. The tit job flashes in my mind, specifically what I was thinking about. I find my mind going there more often.

I know I can have any girl I want, but more and more, I want Bree. There's something about her rejection I can't let go, so callous, like I was nothing. It pisses me off. And every day, I get more eager to taste the sweetness of her submission.

Something tells me getting her to break will be more fun than girls like Kendall.

There are forest paths that will take you to the main roads, but the one Bree and I take isn't like that. It leads deeper into the forest. And no one else has taken it. I bet even her dad doesn't know she comes here to study. I bet no one else knows.

Just me.

I think that's why it gives me such a thrill to be here among the trees, making my footsteps as quiet as possible as I get closerto the clearing, just close enough to make her out in the middle of the clearing. I'm treading a path to Bree that hardly anyone else has noticed. And when I get her to beg me to put my hands on her, I'll be introducing her to a world she's never experienced. I still want to be the one to reject her when she gets hooked on me, but fuck, I'm looking forward to corrupting this teacher's pet.

I'm going to make hermypet.

I listen hard to make sure she isn't on her way back for some reason. I can't let her see my face, or this is all over. I get a sick feeling in my stomach when I imagine her running into me before it's time.

But when I see her there, quietly studying with her back to me, I feel it again, a sense of calm. Everything is still under my control.

The plan is still on.

Today, she's typing away on her laptop, fully in the groove of whatever assignment she's working on. I can watch her like this without growing tired. On the contrary, I only get excited the longer I watch.

I'm seeing a side of her that others don't get to see. Maybe she doesn't want others to see, but I want to look. I want to watch her when she thinks she's alone. Little by little, I learn more about her personality this way, from her little outbursts to the way she rewards herself.

I'll know how to reward her, how to have her in the palm of my hand.

But more than that, there's something thrilling about getting this level of access to her. I've never had an opportunity to control someone like this. And the more I know, the better control I'll have.

I still don't know enough to get her where I want her, though. I need her receptive to me, wanting my attention. These littlethings I notice here and there, it's only the beginning. But I'm not getting anywhere just by talking to people who come into contact with her. Bree doesn't have time to shoot the shit with girls like Kendall. Her classmates are a dead end.

There has to be another way to get closer.

And I'm going to find it.

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