I understand your frustration. It's not with me but with you. Ah look at that passion, but truly its for you, I merely make a good target because you don't want to admit these things to yourself. Ah but there is the rub my pet, I do know you, I've been watching you for longer than you would imagine. I see all those lovely moments when you think you're alone and I get to see the real you. No that isn't the real you that you show him, and to be honest I'd much rather you not think of him at all. You no longer need him in your life and its best if you make it a clean cut. You're so very cute and you amuse me greatly. I have not laughed like that in some time. My pet that is not affection, I ask that you no disappoint me further now. What we have is love, I would not wait so long for anyone I did not love and you are so worthy of my affections. No I assure you I do know what I'm talking about. Let us take the other night as an example.
Yes I've already told you I have to keep an eye on you for your own sake. Even then yes, how else am I to know when I must step in for your own good? He really is quite boorish, rutting like some simpleton when you deserve so much better. That blush spreading over your chest is really quite exquisite and I'm so happy to know that its for me, I promise if that man had went too far you would have found me in your bed that much sooner. But I decided you needed just a bit longer for my point to be proved. You are such a passionate creature of course you needed to relieve your needs after he had rudely rolled over to sleep. I've seen you time after time escape to the bathroom or the floor of the bedroom to sate yourself. I promise you that you'll never have to need like that again; unlike him I am no novice. Such shock? Of course I notice what he did not, he's so like a child, so blind as how you need to be treated.
Whose face is in your mind when you touch yourself? No need to hide your eyes, it does not become you. It is not as if we are strangers. Faceless you say? No not quite, if you are brave can you not admit it is mine that you see. Why else do you think you are always left sated when you finish? I have been there every time you run those slender fingers thru your folds. I am the man who makes cum run in rivulets down your thighs while you bite your lip trying not to cry out. You are so kind to not make him feel inadequate. It's so considerate of you not to rub my prowess in his face. Who else could possibly make you clit throb so hard? What other man could possibly do all those dirty things to you? Of course I am the one who does all those things you cannot admit to, even to yourself. I am the whip, the chair, and it is my friends who share you. No one else. I know you have the ability to be brave and if you are now you know I am right.
If you need proof should you touch yourself now you will find that wetness meant only for me. That's right! Now you begin to understand what I say to you is the truth. Your nipples tighten beautifully when you become aroused. I know how much you need this, how long you've been waiting for me to show myself to you. The air is thick with how much you need me inside your body. I can almost feel you trembling already beneath me. I know you're ready now, the knowledge of what I know written in the flush across your breasts and the wetness on your thighs. You are so ready...now don't be afraid. Do you hear that? Those footsteps outside your door, its time for that bravery I told you about. I want you to stand up and walk to the door, that's right...now open it up. Let me in.
