He couldn't find release that day. Although, he reached the very end many times. But the release was kept away from him.
Agonizing as it was for him, it was slowly making him believe he was tapping the unseen in her. But how could he believe that? It had just been two days.
But he's not to blame for such a theory when she was always around him, whispering words of lust in his ears.
"Don't you dare jerk off today?" The first day was taken away from him just like that, leaving him miserable.
Then, arrived the second day, once again taking the right to come from him. "If you listen well, I will give you something."
Her words were still ringing in his ears even tho the third day had arrived, the effect of him glimmering in his stumbling feet right from the beginning of the day.
"Are you fine?" Ridhan, who had been noticing his worsening demeanor for the past two days, could not stop himself from worrying. Vihan was not someone who held the position of cunningness.
"Yes!" With a quirk in his tone and an awkward smile on his fatigued face, he thrived to conceal the reason.
"You don't look fine. Have you not been sleeping well?" Vihan wished to tell Ridhan every single detail but did not as he realized the similarity between his world and Ridhan's. There was no way Ridhan would find their sexual interest normal.
"Are you still thinking if she likes you or not?" A question that was put to sleep was woken up by Ridhan's concerned words.
Vihan could not answer him, recognizing that he had another thing to worry about.
He kept thinking about it throughout the day, the lack of her attention and concern for his day just multiplying his worry.
He reached his apartment with the looming cloud on his head, checking his phone, again and again, to see her pop in the notification, but was forced to put his phone on the table beside his bed with its face down.
He laid down with his bag thrown beside him, thinking of the ways to solve his misery, and when an hour passed by, did not ring in his mind.
Twisting and turning, he was stuck between his mind and his body's needs when suddenly a notification bell grabbed his full attention.
He quickly sat up on his bed, hasty to check if it was her who texted him, and for his happiness, it was her.
"Get naked and video call me!" She did not even ask about his day, or why did he look fatigued, which just raised his concern. But he did not let his worry get in the way of her command.
He immediately removed every piece of clothing from his skin and called her, shy and flushed, to the point where he could not even meet her eyes. Even through the blue screen.
She was comfortably sitting on her couch, her phone on the stand, on the table before her. Her clothes were perfectly sitting on her skin, and her legs were on the table beside her phone.
For a good minute, her eyes just scanned his naked body, his hands covering his chest, like a girl protecting herself from a rebel.
She found his fluttering eyes amusing, as well as his lips that could not stay calm because of his tongue continuously, licking them.
"Look at me!" Her bold tone stated with serenity, her hands calmly resting on her stomach, unlike her eyes roaming all over his skin.
As told, he immediately locked eyes with hers only to scare away from the strength in them.
"Did you fulfill my command with devotion?" He nodded to her question, unable to crack his tone as if someone was holding a knife against his neck.
"Use your words!" Her command left his words stuttering and his tone timid.
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WET DREAMS - FEMDOM EROTICA
RandomLeena, a 20-year-old college student, appears aloof, mean, and intimidating, yet her intelligence and beauty command admiration. She guards her personal life fiercely, only revealing glimpses of her true self to a select few friends. Her days are a...