The Lord of the Library

Chapter Thirty-Three

PJ avoided Fresh, as he didn't want to be fucked in the bathrooms. He found his best friend, smiling. "Anita!" He limped over.

"Oh, PJ. Hey, what's going on with you?" Anita smiled tiredly. She had a collar on and many hickeys on her neck. At first, the love marks didn't catch PJ's attention.

"Boyfriend- no, let me restart. Sex-Master went too hard and I feel weird as shit." PJ sat down with her. "I keep having these weird thoughts and fantasies..."

"Like what?"

"Like... I want a baby... I want him to impregnate me and love me forever and ever and ever..."PJ whispered, ashamed of himself.

"Wow, that's normal. I know you always wanted a family when you were young, so it only makes sense. Maybe when you're both adults you can both have kids." Anita shrugged.

"But that's too weird! I even had a dream where he held me in his arms and whispered such sweet things to me and rubbed my stomach..." PJ rubbed his arms, frowning. "But that's too weird! He only wants me for sex!"

"Maybe he does love you. You don't show him you want a family or him to love him, do you?"

"Well... no... I always let him believe I only want him to fuck me..."

"Exactly. Don't you think he could be doing the same? He thinks you just want to be fucked, so he acts like he just want to fuck you. You think he just wants to fuck you, so you act like you just want to be fucked."

PJ wanted to say something, but he realized she was right. He acted like a slut for Fresh, despite the fact he wanted to be more than just property. He wanted to be Fresh's wifely figure. He wanted to be the mother of Fresh's children. He wanted love and cuddles and a family.

He hated thinking of it. PJ always wanted to fantasize it more as he thought of it. He didn't want to think of it. Yet he really wanted it.

"Never mind that..." PJ mumbled.

"Trust me, you should have a conversation about where you two stand." Anita tapped her fingers, leaning her elbow on the table and leaning on her hand. PJ noticed the slight jingling coming from her collar, suddenly grabbing it.

"When did you get this?" He read the tag, frowning. It said 'Pet'.

"U-uh, I-I got a b-boyfriend... a-and, well, he said t-that it m-means h-he loves me..." she stammered, twiddling her thumbs.

"Oh my stars, there are hickeys all over your neck!" PJ exclaimed.

"T-they're on other p-places, too..." Anita mumbled. She had them everywhere. Her thighs, stomach, neck, shoulders, breasts were covered in his love marks.

"What?! Oh my fuck, Anita!" PJ looked at her with worry.

"I'm not pregnant! I-I promise!" She exclaimed.

"Okay, tell me everything that happened." PJ made her face him, frowning.

Anita took a deep breath. "He was motorboating me on the couch in my dorm when Lucid told him to get out. We left together because I didn't want Lucid to hurt him... then some guys were yelling at me and before I knew it, we were in his room and he pinned me to his bed and then... he started to fuck me... I-I tried to get him to stop after a long, tiring time, probably a few hours, maybe two or three, but he told me he loved me and that I felt good... t-that he really liked doing that to me... I had never felt so good or wanted to do that with anyone else... so I let him continue. I know he's different, he made me feel different. He entered me and bit me and he groped me... I like it... I loved it... and I don't even remember when he stopped. I just passed out when it was late, after hours of this pleasure. He never stopped before then, he just kept going..."

PJ frowned, staring at her. He knew neither of them had crushes before. And then he met Fresh. And now she found someone as well.

"You should've told him no. You need to tell him when you're tired. If you pass out while doing that, then it has been way too long past the time you should have said no. No matter how much he's telling you he loves you and such, you need to tell him no," PJ decided. He looked at her with worry.

"But if he feels good, so do I. I don't want to make him unhappy. I don't mind it, not at all! I even hate the thought of making him unhappy." Anita hugged herself, a weird glint in her eye. "I want to hurt anyone who makes him unhappy. He has to be happy. I'll make him happy, no matter what it takes. If I don't follow his directions, he might want to leave me! And no one else can have him, no one!"

She stopped, seeing how slightly uncomfortable PJ was. She had raised her voice, getting so mad at just the thought. Anita loved Catty. Catty should be all hers, wanting to keep him and him to touch and love her.

"Anita, I know you care about him, but please calm down..." PJ said in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm just going crazy. I do really love him." Anita sighed, resting her forehead on the table.

"So, yours calls you Pet?"

"Yours calls you Slut?"

"Yeah, he's pretty weird, but he's my weird Master."

"Heh, yeah. Senpai can be kinda kinky, too."

The two just laughed, enjoying the moment during their high school lunch.

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