Chapter 10
Typing furiously on the computer, I try yet another backdoor in an attempt to at least get some information on who this stranger is.
Because I need to know. They’ve taken hold of every empty space in my brain and more.
And I know this is my punishment for being late.
But still, it couldn’t be helped. And I just want to know more of what I experienced before.
Can’t I have that at the very least?
I go to the website, checking for probably the fifth time that day to see if I’m allowed back in. Because I paid for this shit! I should at least have access to it. Ever since Thanksgiving, the anger and frustration have only built.
You should stop while you’re ahead.
I freeze. I hadn’t expected a message, and certainly not one telling me to cease and desist. Holding my breath, I hover my fingers over the keyboard, trying to figure out what to say, something that can get me out of this jail cell that I’ve been put into.
F4tNw1ll1ng
It doesn’t feel like I’m ahead, but rather behind.
BandAid42
Would you like it from behind? I bet you would. Dirty little sluts like you always do.
My heart races, thundering so hard and loud that I can barely make sense of what’s happening. I had no warning about this, nothing.
F4tNw1ll1ng
I’d let you.
Would I? I bite my lip. I’d been so bold with that message, and yet, the thrill of even the thought of it makes my pussy wet.
I do want that. But will it actually happen?
Because I’m tired of living in limbo. I need more of what we had before, not just more of the same thing, but better, deeper… darker.
F4tNw1ll1ng
Will you?
BandAid42
Why do you want to know who I am?
Oh, that’s precious. As if BandAid42 hasn’t done the research to figure out who I am. If I ran a site like this, I’d vet every single person on it. Because I’m not going to be held liable for anyone getting into situations where I could be responsible or sued.
F4tNw1ll1ng
Why wouldn’t I?
BandAid42
So it’s bratty Lizzie tonight.
I still. Seeing my name on that screen shatters any illusion that this is anonymous. I mean, I knew it, but on the other hand, isn’t the entire point to be kept in the shadows?
F4tNw1ll1ng
I see I’m not the only one doing research.
BandAid42
I always know everything.
F4tNw1ll1ng
But why do you need to know?
BandAid42
Because you don’t want this to stop. Do you know how many times you tried to log back in? To what? Talk with me?
God, whoever this is, they're confident as fuck. A tendril of jealousy wraps around my chest. I’ve wished for years I had that, but I’ve never managed to find it.
They’re cocky, and I like it. It pulls me toward them even more, because I need to have just a taste of that in my life.
Cocky but with purpose behind it. Not just arrogance with nothing to back it up.
F4tNw1ll1ng
How many times?
BandAid42
167
In less than a week? I plop back into the chair and shake my head. No way has it been that many times. Really? But how can I answer that message in a way that won’t make me out to be the desperate one? Then again…I am desperate. Why not just live into that?
F4tNw1ll1ng
I desperately need to talk to you.
BandAid42
About who I am?
F4tNw1ll1ng
No.
About what you’re going to do to me next.
There. The ball is in BandAid42’s court now. They can either give me another set of instructions to comply with, or I can end whatever non-relationship this is with them and move on to someone else.
BandAid42
Oh, you’re horny.
F4tNw1ll1ng
Aren’t you? Isn’t that the entire point of this site?
BandAid42
No. That’s not the point. This is a matchmaking site unlike any other. It’s here that people can explore without judgment and without fear. The point is to match you to someone who can meet your needs and likewise you with someone whose needs you meet. I’m not here to be your cum buddy.
The blow of judgment is harsh. I tremble as I lift my hands, but I’m not entirely sure what to say. Because this site is about sex and dark fantasies. That’s written all over it, and in every single chat that I’ve seen. People are here looking for that and nothing else.
F4tNw1ll1ng
Did I not meet your need when I told you about what I’d done?
BandAid42
It was less than satisfactory.
Huh. I sit with that one a second. I mean, I know I was shy about sharing so many details, but I thought for a first-time virgin, as BandAid42 had called me, that I’d done a pretty damn good job with that. But I guess I hadn’t really checked, had I?
F4tNw1ll1ng
How can I meet your need now?
Why did I ask that? God, I’m in so deep that I can’t even see the way out anymore, can I? Not that I’m looking. And there’s something about the way BandAid42 talks to me that keeps me coming back. I can’t let them out of my sight. Because I need more, and it seems as though they do, too.
BandAid42
Give me the password to access your camera system.
Those words stare at me as cold dread fills me.
They want to watch me? We have cameras in the house, not just by the doors.
Reik insisted on them being there when there was a string of burglaries going on in the neighborhood, and I never took them down or stopped the feeds.
If BandAid42 has access, then they’ll be able to see everything.
Not just me, but him.
And what he does to me. How he treats me.
If they tell me to fuck myself again, then they’ll be able to see that too.
Shaking visibly, I lean forward and type the only thing I can think of.
F4tNw1ll1ng
If you know my name and if you know that I have cameras, then why don’t you just hack them?
BandAid42
I could.
F4tNw1ll1ng
Then why don’t you?
BandAid42
If you’re ready to play, then give me the password.
Rolling my shoulders, I sigh. There’s no doubt about what I’m going to do.
I’m just curious as to why someone who clearly has a deep understanding and skill with technology and could easily hack a networked camera system hasn’t already.
But I need to know…am I just getting off on the risk, or do I need this to be even more dangerous in order to feel everything I’ve been promised?
F4tNw1ll1ng
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BandAid42
Good girl. A present will arrive at your back door in an hour.