Daddy Kink ✗ 5SOS | ✓

•Part 7•

I buried my body in over sized jumpers and leggings at school now, my body had been marked from top to bottom, in love bites to rope burn. On the outside people would categorise this as abuse, people had asked me countless times if my new boyfriend had been attacking me. It wasn't abuse, it was something more, people are either born to lead or to follow, mr Irwin guides me, tells me what to do as he takes me to the extreme.

I enjoy it far too much, being told what to do, feeling things that no other man could possibly make me feel. As that was the way he loved me, that was how he did this and I loved it.

"Hey" Lucy calls with enthusiasm, she's breathless as she reaches me from the end of the corridor

"Hey" I repeat, organising my locker so the files where in alphabetical order

"So" she begins widening her gaze as if I should know what she's talking about, blinking a few times in response she finally finishes "what's he like then your new boyfriend"

I breathe a slight sigh of relief tarnishing my hair with my hand

"great"

"You two turning it up a notch?" He voice rather inquisitive as she notices the rather deep purple bruises on my hand

"You could say that" I blush rolling the sleeve down of my jumper before closing the locker only to revel Mr Irwin causing me to jump

"Sorry to startle you Miss Harris, may I see you in my class for a moment please, it won't take long it's just to discuss the tutoring arrangements" he flashes a rather innocent smile, I look over at Lucy who shrugs merely in response

"Okay Luca I'll see you at lunch" she half smiles hauling her bag over her shoulder waking in the direction of her next class

"What are you playing at" I scowl at him as he escorts me to his class room, feeling almost like an infant next to his tall stature

"I have needs Luca" he scoffs hurrying me into the room before hastily locking the door

"I have needs too sir" I pout sitting on the closest desk to me "I haven't came in 3 days, you won't let me, I need release"

"You" he raises his voice coming over to me so his stance is between my legs, our faces inches apart "you disobeyed me" his lips brushing mine so tenderly, his fingers rubbing my sex through my panties

"Don't you dare sir" I sneer through gritted teeth

"What if I make you come gorgeous? then will you stop being so moody" he asks patronisingly

"If you make me come using that tongue of yours I'll think about forging you Mr Irwin"

"Deal" he smirks, his eyes holding nothing but lust, desire and need.