His Dirty Little Secret
Cassidy's POV
I texted back discreetly, fingers flying across the screen under the desk: "Yes, Sir—in ethics lecture, back row hidden by pillar. Fingered through pocket, circling slow at first, building unbearable heat. Clit throbbing hard, pussy clenching empty and aching—imagined you collaring me by cabin fire, leashing me, paddling my ass then fucking me leashed while I ride you. Stopped at the very edge, panting quietly, thighs shaking. Need your touch so bad, Sir." His reply pinged almost instantly: "Detailed and dirty—love it, sub. Reward: during errands, you'll come hard on my fingers. Next: group project—edge again, add a fantasy with the flogger. Make it risky."
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