Share
Chapter 13
"May I have a drink of water, please?" Dailey asked. She sniffed away tears and wiped at her face before taking the glass of water.
It was tepid and tasted different to the water from her tap at home, but at least it cleared away the awful film coating her mouth.
"So... tell me," Drake said, taking the water from her hand and placing it on the table. "What was that little outburst all about?"
"I... I..." Dailey fumbled, unsure of what to say, what he wanted to hear. Not sure of the truth.
"I just want you to like me," she cried, throwing herself into his arms. She clung to the fabric of his black hoodie, snuggling her head into his chest. "I'm sorry for all the times I was a bitch to you. I'm sorry. Please stop hating me."
"I don't hate you," he told her. "I'm indifferent to you."
That was so much worse than hate.
"I like you,
Related chapters
His Plaything Chapter 14
The walk to Aaron’s house only took ten minutes in real time but seemed to go on forever in Toni's mind.He didn't speak, just kept looking back at her with this awful smug look on his face. His annoying cute face. It simultaneously made her want to punch and kiss him.'I'm so confused,'she thought.'Why am I doing this?'It wasn't like he could force her. 'It was a bet,' probably wasn't going to stand up in a court of law if he forced her into sex. There was the obligation... and something deeper.'You want to see his massive dick, you pervert.'Toni had done pretty much everything sexual. Everything but anal.Today that would change.Aaron stopped outside a large but plain-looking red brick house. The garden wasn't pristine, but it was mowed and weeded. A trampoline and a swing set sat b
His Plaything Chapter 15
When Dailey arrived at school with Drake, people stared. As they noticed the collar and leash, the stares become whispers and murmurs.Someone was bound to bombard her with questions, it was just a matter of time and a question of who it would be.She sighed as she noticed it was Sam who approached, walking with swagger, and puffing up his chest in some lame attempt to be manly."What the hell is this?" he asked. "Are you two, like... an item now?""How is that your business again?" Dailey asked, wrinkling her nose.When Sam moved in closer his eyes widened, taking in the dog lead with undisguised horror. He shook his head."What the fuck?" he cried.His friends—her former friends—formed a circle around the new couple, wearing equally horrified expressions.Tommy didn't help matters as he ran o
His Plaything Chapter 16
"Are you ready to go home?" Drake asked.Dailey nodded. She felt her lips stretching into a smile at the word home. Their home. When she felt his eyes lingering, she quickly uttered a "Yes, Master."He took the handle from her pocket and pulled her along, getting as many stares as they had done early despite the fact everybody knew about it.'I can't wait till school is over and I can leave this hell hole,'she thought. It was a drastic overreaction, considering she'd loved the place up until a few weeks ago; back when she'd had friends, a boyfriend, and the admiration of her peers.Sam was the only reason she'd had anything to start with—that much became clear the moment they were no longer an item. He'd picked her from the gutter—Pretty Woman style—and given her everything.'That doesn't mean he had the right to cheat on you,' she remind
His Plaything Chapter 17
"W—what do you want me to do?" Dailey asked.She stared up at him, eyes pleading for instruction. All she wanted to do was please him. Make him happy.'Make him like me.'"Spread your legs and play with yourself," he demanded. "Give me a good view."Dailey's eyes flitted to the bay windows, wide with the worry someone would walk past. She was willing to give him a show but flashing to random strangers was not one of her many newfound kinks."Please could you close the curtains?"Drake let out an evil chuckle. "No."'Thanks for nothing,'she thought, trying not to let her disapproval show. If he was happy for her to be seen, she would just have to accept his decision.She inched back on the carpet, feeling the fibres burn her backside, and parted her legs. Being flexible, she could pr
His Plaything Chapter 18
Toni slipped her fingers into Aarons as they walked to school, their pace leisurely despite being late.He pulled his hand away as they approached the gate, muttering a goodbye as he ambled off in the opposite direction. It didn't offend or particularly offend Toni. She knew who he was when she decided to tangle with him.Once she'd climbed the stairs up to her creative writing class, she found they were just starting up. Drake was reading to a silent audience of gawkers as he'd done last week."'I wasn't kidding when I said I was a fortune-teller,' he said, smiling. 'Do you want to see into your future?' June smiled and nodded, happy to go along with his game. This had to be some sort of move to get her into bed—some playful way to initiate sex," Drake read."'I'm going to place this blindfold on you and when I remove it you will see everything in your future,' he said, wrapping a black scarf
His Plaything Chapter 19
Toni saw Aaron sitting alone in the cafeteria. He was biting into an apple and appeared to have nothing else but a cheap can of energy drink.She scanned her card, paying for her salad before approaching Aaron. He looked up as she sat, brows knitting together in confusion."Is this okay?" she asked.Aaron shrugged and looked down at her plate with disgust."Why would you choose that green crap when they have pizza?" he asked, curling his lip."I love salad," she told him. Her mother was very big on healthy eating, so it had been drilled into her since birth. With a dressing and a cheese, her mother wouldn't fully approve of this particular salad, but she wasn't right about everything. You had to have something tasty on the plate."You're mad," he said, watching her eat a tomato with interest. "I've never eaten a tomato before."
His Plaything Chapter 20
"Come on," Drake said. "We're going to a party."That was all the warning he gave before yanking of the chain attached to her neck. She almost tripped and choked herself to death as he strode across the bedroom, managing to catch herself at the last minute."Do you want me to get changed?" she asked.When Drake stopped abruptly, she walked into his back."Sorry" she uttered, looking down.He didn't seem bothered about her barging into him, his mind on other things as he assessed her outfit."What to wear, what to wear," he muttered under his breath. Then he smiled. "You can wear that maid outfit I bought you."He riffled through the draw he'd designated as hers and pulled out the tiny piece of fabric. It was short and frilly, with matching knee socks and tied at the back with a belt. She looked good in it... if not a little odd sinc
His Plaything Chapter 21
"Rhys," Shane cried as he jiggled the handle. "I was just messing about. I swear."Staying silent, paused with delicate hands raised, Rhys turned to Dailey and shrugged."He wasn't joking," Dailey whispered so quietly Shane wouldn't hear."I know," Rhys said, matching her hushed tone. "He's just worried about what Drake will do now he's had a chance to think about it.""Come on, mate," Shane whined, his voice muffled by the door. "I can't believe you're choosing that dumb slut over us."Rhys rolled his eyes and made an exasperated face.Without discussing it, he got up and pulled the chair away. Placing a foot against the door he opened it a crack to face Shane."I didn't chooseher. I chose Drake because I'm not stupid enough to get myself killed."'Killed?'Dailey though
Latest chapter
