Author's note: This is a continuation of a previous story so feel free to check out my other ones. Everything in this story is fictional. Feel free to give me feedback or comments :)
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Kitten didn't hear from the stranger for almost two weeks. During that time, she started going back to her life prior to the stranger. She spent time doing homework with her friends and avoided being in the library as much as possible after the stranger had humiliated her in front of freshmen by blackmailing her into wearing a vibrator in her pussy and a chastity belt. The belt was finally removed when she found a key for it slipped below her apartment door that night.
Despite her efforts to forget everything that happened with the stranger and the freshmen, she couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched and dreaded checking her phone in case the stranger texted her. But after not hearing from the stranger for two weeks, she figured that the blackmail was over and that her life would finally be normal again. Or as normal as it could be. She distracted herself with parties, movie nights, and shopping for a new pair of boots. In addition to avoiding the library, she was paranoid about locking her apartment door and she also put the vibrator, chastity belt, butt plug tail, and dildo in a box in the back of her closet.
Every time she wanted to masturbate, she would think about how the stranger made her body feel and would feel guilty and ashamed. Her efforts to avoid masturbating were especially difficult at night when she could almost hear him whispering "Kitten" and a phantom pressure against her back.
The hardest thing for her to shake off was thinking of herself as Kitten rather than Amber. The stranger's insistence on the pet name had struck a chord within her. Every time she thought of it, she would shiver as if the room had suddenly gotten 10 degrees colder and her pussy would clench with a strange need. She would then distract herself with watching TV or calling up a friend back home.
Early Friday morning, Kitten groggily woke up from the sound of a door slamming. She shot upright in her bed and noticed a box with a red ribbon on it at the foot of her bed. Warily, she looked around the apartment armed with a used softball bat that she had recently purchased from a friend. No one was inside. Kitten walked to the front door. It was somehow unlocked.
Did the stranger pick my lock? Is that how he got in last time?
She locked it again even though she knew if it wasn't effective the first time, it probably wouldn't be effective a second time. She couldn't believe that the stranger was standing only a few feet away from her while she was sleeping.
Briefly, she played with the idea of buying a chain lock for her door. Then her attention went towards the box sitting on her bed, and she hesitantly opened it.
Inside, there was a note:
Dear kitten, I hope you didn't miss me too much. Here are a few new gifts for my beloved cum slut. 1) Wear it with your tail and the vibrator. 2) Don't wear anything on top except for a coat. 3) If you're too shy, I included tape that you can place over your nipples but only "x's" are allowed. 4) Eat breakfast 5) Head to your usual library spot for more instructions
Under the note, there was another chastity belt like the one she received last time. This one, unlike the previous one, had a hole in the back that wasn't big enough to put her fluffy white tail's butt plug through. Instead, the fluffy tail had to be fed through the hole. Kitten tried to feed it through, but it was too thick to easily do. She grabbed a pencil and used it to help poke the end of her tail in and once it was in, she pulled the tail through until the large bulbous portion of the plug rested against the hole.
While twisting a strand of her long dark hair around her finger, Kitten furrowed her brow as she contemplated whether to go through with it. At this rate, the stranger might never let her go. But what choice did she have? She had considered calling the cops, but if this was from
the
stranger, then she didn't want to risk him releasing the picture he had taken of her to her friends and family.
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Two hours later, Kitten arrived outside of the library. She was wearing a black parka with a fur lined hood. It was long enough to reach her thighs. She walked strangely, with her right arm pinned tightly against her side. While looking around nervously, she accidentally walked into a man in front of her.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry."
The man turned around and smiled at her. "Don't worry about it, dear."
His smile and his piercing blue eyes threw her off guard. The man had neat jet black hair that had streaks of grey in it. He was well built but not too muscular. His security uniform accentuated his broad shoulders.
What a silver fox.
Amber blinked and smiled back as she looked up at him. The top of her head barely reached his shoulder.
The man reached the library doors first and opened it for her.
What a gentleman too.
, Kitten thought as she walked through.
I would totally hit that.
"Thanks so much."
"You're welcome."
After the two swiped their IDs through to get into the main lobby of the library, they parted ways without another word.
As Kitten disappeared down the stairs to the basement, the man cursed. She was there earlier than he expected. He relieved the security officer in the camera feed room and locked the room after the other officer left. From a leather satchel he had over his shoulder, he took out two small monitors and connected them remotely to the cameras underneath and above the carrel Kitten used.
He frowned as he watched her sit down at the carrel. She hadn't brought her backpack this time so she sat idly and occasionally peeked over the walls of the carrel. Since she was there earlier than expected, the stranger was unable to set up a note with instructions, a picture, and a furry pair of white ears on a hair band in the carrel. He stroked his newly recently shaved chin as he contemplated what course of action to take.
Looking around the room, he found a brown paper bag and wrote Kitten's real name on it. He then slipped in the ears, the note, and a picture before folding up the top.
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Kitten looked up when she heard footsteps approaching. It was the security guard from earlier. She smiled at him.
The guard smiled back and stopped by the carrel. His large hand rested against the top of the carrel side as he lifted a brown bag up above it.
"Someone left this at the lost and found by the security office. It has your name on it."
"How do you know what my name is?"
"I cross referenced the library database when you swiped in with the student database."
"Oh, right! Thanks so much," she replied as she eyed that bag suspiciously.
It must be from the stranger.
"No problem."
As he held out the bag for her and she reached to grab it, their hands briefly touched. She blushed, and he noticed the way that she looked up at him from underneath her thick eyelashes.
