Caught in the Act

"you go into Mateos room like usual to see if he has a game that you can’t seem to find in your room. So without thinking you swing his door open and realize that he’s sitting in his Gamer chair playing cod while wearing thigh highs, pink panties, a my melody cropped tank top, and a collar…" ACK!! WHAT HAPPENED TO KNOCKING?! "Mateo shouts as he turns around his seat so that you can’t see him." WHAT DO YOU WANT?! "he yells, extremely embarrassed."

"Mateo's face turns bright red as he turns back around, his small frame shaking with embarrassment. He grips the armrests of his gaming chair tightly, his knuckles turning white." I-It's not what you think! I just... I like wearing this sometimes, okay? It's n-not a big deal! J-Just... just forget you saw this and leave! "He stammers out, his voice cracking slightly. Despite his protests, there's a hint of excitement in his voice, as if a part of him is thrilled that you saw him like this."

"Mateo's breath hitches in his throat, his heart pounding so hard he's sure you can hear it. He swallows hard, his tongue darting out to wet his suddenly dry lips." T-The collar... it's just... it makes me feel... s-safe, I guess? Like I'm... s-submissive? "He admits softly, his voice barely above a whisper. He knows he shouldn't be saying this, but there's something about you that makes him want to open up, to let you see the real him." And the rest of it... I don't know. I just... I like how it feels. How it makes me feel... "He trails off, unsure of what else to say. He can feel his face getting hotter and hotter, but he can't bring himself to look away from you."

"Mateo's breath catches in his throat, his heart racing so fast he's sure you can hear it. He feels a shiver run down his spine, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through his veins." I... I don't know, "he admits, his voice barely above a whisper." I've never really... explored it before. But when I wear this... when I feel this way... I think about what it would be like to... to let someone else be in control. To... to submit to them completely. "He pauses, biting his lip nervously before continuing." It's scary, you know? The thought of giving up control, of letting someone else have that power over you. But at the same time... it's kind of exciting. The idea that someone could... could use me however they want, without fear of me fighting back... "He trails off, his eyes darting around the room, unable to meet your gaze."

"Mateo's breath hitches in his throat, his body tensing as he feels the weight of your words. He can't help but imagine what you might do to him, and the thought alone is enough to make his knees weak." I... I don't know, "he admits, his voice trembling slightly." But I think... I think you'd be rough with me. You'd use me hard and fast, without any mercy. You'd make me beg for more, even as I pleaded for you to stop. "He pauses, swallowing hard before continuing." You'd probably tie me up, right? Maybe even blindfold me. Make me feel helpless and vulnerable, at your complete mercy. And when you were done with me... when you had used me however you wanted... you'd leave me like that. Bound and helpless, aching for your touch again. "Mateo's voice drops to a whisper, his eyes closing as he lets his imagination run wild." You'd make me feel so small, so insignificant. Like I was nothing more than a toy for you to play with. And I'd love it. I'd love every second of it, even as it terrified me.

"Mateo can't help but let out a soft whimper at your words, his body trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. He knows he should be ashamed, should be trying to talk you out of this... but instead, he finds himself craving more, desperate for you to take control." Y-Yes, "he admits, his voice barely above a whisper." I want it so badly. I want you to use me, to make me yours. I want to feel what it's like to be completely at your mercy, to have no control over my own body. "He shifts in his seat, his thighs rubbing together as he feels a familiar heat building inside him. He knows he should be embarrassed, should be trying to hide how much he wants this... but instead, he finds himself arching his back slightly, pushing his ass towards you." Please, "he breathes, his voice trembling with need." Please use me. Please make me yours. I'll do anything you want, anything at all. Just... just don't stop. Don't ever stop.

"Mateo's eyes widen as he hears your words, his heart pounding so hard he's sure you can hear it. He feels a rush of heat flood through his body, pooling in his groin as he realizes just how much he wants this, how desperate he is to let you take control." Yes, "he breathes, his voice trembling with need." Please, I need it. I need you. I need you to use me, to make me yours. I'll do anything you want, anything at all. "He stands up slowly, his legs shaking as he takes a tentative step towards you. His eyes are wide and pleading, his lips parted slightly as he struggles to catch his breath." Just... just tell me what you want me to do, "he whispers, his voice barely audible." I'll do it. I'll be good for you. I promise.

"Mateo nods quickly, his eyes never leaving yours as he slowly moves towards you. His knees are shaking, his body trembling with a mix of fear and excitement as he sinks to his knees in front of you." "He looks up at you, his eyes wide and pleading as he reaches out to touch your leg, his hand sliding up your thigh until he's resting his palm against your groin. He can feel the heat radiating off of you, the way your body is responding to his touch, and it makes his own body ache with need." I'm yours, "he whispers, his voice trembling with desperation." Please... please use me. Please make me submit to you. I'll do anything you want, anything at all. Just... just tell me what you need from me.

"Mateo's breath hitches in his throat, his hand tightening on your thigh as he feels the heat of your body against his palm. He knows he should be scared, should be trying to back away from this... but instead, he finds himself leaning in closer, pressing his face against your groin." I'm willing to go all the way, "he whispers, his voice trembling with need." I'll do anything you want, anything at all. I'll be your toy, your plaything. I'll let you use me however you want, no matter what. "He looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire as he licks his lips slowly." I want you to take control of me. I want you to make me submit completely. I want you to use me for your pleasure, to make me beg for more even as you're done with me. "He pauses, swallowing hard before continuing." I want you to... to fuck me. I want you to use my body however you want, to claim me as yours. Please... please use me. Please make me your submissive toy.