SUMMARY: Y/n is the shy girl. Grayson Dolan is the most popular boy. What happens when Grayson finds out that the cam girl heâs been chatting with is the girl that he sees everyday.
WARNING: sexual content (masturbation-male, p&v penetration, fingering), graphic language
NOTES: italics are flashbacks
âYouâre so sexy, Mistress.â Sexyboi69 moaned out as he was stroking his length. I continued to dance seductively.
âAre you going to cum?â I said, biting my lips and shaking my ass a little. With that, I see the white liquid spurt out and his loud moan fills the room.
âThat was my best orgasm yet.â Sexyboi69 complimented as he cleaned his hand with a towel.
âSame time as tomorrow?â I asked, sitting on the edge of my bed.
âOf courseâ he replied, with a thumbs up. I canât see his face, but from the sound of his voice, heâs probably smiling; smirking even. The call ended and my phone dinged. I lifted up my cat mask to see it was from venmo.
âSexyboi69 paid KittyMistress $300 for a good time ;)â
I sat in the back of English, doodling as the teacher rambles on about her personal life that no one seems to care about. When I begin shading in the kittyâs ears, the bell rings.Â
âDonât forget to read chapter 13 and be ready to discuss it tomorrow!â Mrs. Allen said as everybody was packing up their bags and leaving. I put my sketchbook away and beginning zipping up my backpack. I got up and made my way out of the class. I saw Grayson holding the door open because he was a little bit in front of me.
âThank youâ I said quietly and as I walked away, I heard a faint youâre welcome. Iâd be lying if I said I didnât have a crush on him. Hell, everybody does. Grayson and Ethan Dolan are the most popular boys in this shit hole of a school. They have every girl swooning over them. I just particularly like Grayson more. Iâve had a crush on Grayson since 7th grade. He has just never noticed me because we donât come from the same âclique.â
I put on my cat mask I got from a Halloween store a few months back. Thatâs when I became a cam girl. I do it for the money because my family struggles with paying bills. They donât know that Iâm on an adult site or else they will lose it. All my parents know is that I babysit some kid who lives down the street. I post free videos on the site, but I charge for personal videos or a skype session. My most popular client is Sexyboi69. He only shows his crotch area, but I donât mind because I never show my face. Speaking of, my skype went off and Sexyboi69 showed up on the laptop screen. I hit accept.
âHeyâ I innocently said, sitting crossed leg on my bed.
âHI, Mistress.â He said, waving to the camera.
âHow are you?â I asked, biting my lip.Â
âEh, school stresses me out nothing newâ He replied, âJust need a releaseâ He finished, stroking his hard on. It turned me on, but I donât touch myself on camera. I save that for my alone time.Â
âAnd thatâs where I come in!â I replied, with a giggle; standing up.
âWould you consider taking off the mask just this once?â He asked. I froze in place and before I could react, I slammed the laptop shut.
âSexyboi69 paid KittyMistress $500 Iâm sorry :(â
I sat in my usual spot, in the back. I donât have many friends. Thatâs a lie, I have no friends.Â
âQuiet down!â The teacher said loudly, snapping her fingers like weâre dogs.Â
âOkay, Iâm going to explain the final project for Taming of the Shrew and itâs a partnered projectâ she explained and everyone cheered, except me, I internally groaned. âExcept Iâm picking the partners.â She finished to which now made everybody groaned. Iâm eh on this; at least I donât have to do the picking. She started pairing the class until she got to me and the one person I did not want to work with is
âGrayson, youâll be partnered with Y/n.â She saidÂ
âFuckâ I mouthed, keeping my eyes glued to my sketchbook.
âMan, I wanted the smart one.â One guy shouted, which resulted in the class to laugh. Great, just because Iâm quiet, everybody thinks Iâm Einstein. Everybody scatters around to their respective work partner and I stay seated; heâs going to have to come to me because I am not getting up.
âHeyâ I hear a male voice say. I look up to see itâs Grayson.
âHiâ I quietly reply. He seats in the desk in front of me.
âDid you draw this?â He asked, pointing at the cat girl. I nodded.
âItâs really good, I like it!â He replied, smiling.
âThanksâ I mumbled with a small smile.
âSo about the projectâ he stated, âWe could go to my house, but my parents donât trust me enough to bring someone over so do you have anywhere we could go to work together?â he asked.Â
âMy parentâs donât come home until like 8 so we could work at my house?â I suggested quietly, trying not to make a lot of eye contact.
âThat will work! Do you drive?â He asked, I shook my head âbusâ I stated.
âNot today.â He replied with a smile.
We pulled up my driveway and Grayson turns the car off and we both get out and walk across the dead grass.
âYour house is, niceâ he hesitated to say. If old and torn down is nice then thanks I guess. I know heâs just trying to make small talk, but no talk would be better. I unlocked the front door and walked in, locking the door once Grayson was in.Â
âMy room is the first door on the right,â I explained âDo you want some water?â I asked
âYes pleaseâ He replied with a smile and made his way down the hall. I went into the kitchen and grabbed the ice trays from the freezer. After I filled two cups with ice water, I made my way to my room. When I entered my room, I saw Grayson sitting on my bed, holding my cat mask with furrowed eyebrows. I panicked and dropped the cups. He jerked his head to me, still holding the mask.
âUm, can I see that mask?â I asked, ignoring the cold water Iâm standing in.
âYeah, sorryâ He said, handing it to me âDo you need help cleaning this up?â He asked, pointing to the water puddle.
âUh no itâs fineâ I stuttered âIâll get more water though.â I said while turning around leaving a clueless Grayson standing at my door.
âI really hope he doesnât know who KittyMistress isâ I thought to myself. Heâs a teen boy with hormones. I shouldnât have let him go in my room by himself. I donât even want to know what people would if they find out about the person behind the mask of KittyMistress. I am so stupid.
After I cleaned up the mess, we got started on the project. Scratch that, I started the project. This always happens so Iâm not mad. It may hurt a little more because this is my crush and heâs paying no attention to me. My phone vibrated from my lap. Itâs skype.
âI really am sorry about yesterday :(â Sexyboi69 texted. I look up to see Grayson is busy texting.
âItâs fineâ I texted
âI wonât be able to video chat. School stuff.â He texted back
âThatâs fine! :) I have a school project coming up so I probably wonât be available for the next couple of daysâ I hit send before placing my phone back in my lap. I got back to writing a summary, but I felt a pair of eyes on me.
Mrs. Allen let us work on the project in class. Of course, Grayson was talking to his friends across the classroom. The bell rang and I have never been happier. My stuff was already packed so I put my backpack on and briskly walked out of the classroom with my English notebook clutched in my arms. As Iâm walking to my next class, my phone vibrates,
âHey :)â Sexyboi69 texted. What? Why now?
âHello?â I sent, entering my biology class. Grayson also has this class with me, but I sit in the front and he sits in the back.
âWhy ?â He sent back, I felt a pair of eyes burning the back of my head so I turned around, but saw no one, I turned back around.
Iâm overthinking it. Y/n is not KittyMistress. KittyMistress is confident and wild and y/n is quiet and clumsy. Sheâs a cute clumsy though. I look up to see y/n turning her head around so I put my head back down and pretend Iâm texting. Itâs not like I have a crush on her or anything. I have a thing for KittyMistress. Well, itâs one sided; I really want to know the face of the sexy body I see everyday. The face under the same exact mask y/n owns. Then again anybody can own that mask; Iâve seen that exact mask at a Halloween store. There itâs settled; y/n is not KittyMIstress.
Iâm back at y/nâs house and sheâs working on the project. I should really start helping. When I open my mouth, I hear the front door and a womanâs voice,
âY/n! Are you home?â The woman yelled.
âShitâ y/n whispered. The woman opened door when y/n stood up and we made eye contact.
âOh. Whoâs this handsome young man?â She asked, smiling.Â
âUm, Graysonâ y/n stuttered out, âWeâre working on an English project together.â She finished, fidgeting with the hem of her hoodie. The woman, who Iâm guessing is her mom asks me,
âOh yay! Grayson, we would love to have to stay for dinner!â She exclaimed as if her daughter doesnât bring home friends. She has friends, right? I looked over at y/n who was chewing at her bottom lip, nervously.
âI would love toâ I replied, smiling. Her mother seems nice.
âYay!â She exclaimed, while clapping âYour father should be home early, but dinner should be ready soon!â She said before closing the door behind her and leaving us alone.
âYour mom is nice.â I said, smiling which resulted in y/n groaning.
We were all seated at the tiny table. I donât remember the last time Iâve eaten with my family, but this feels nice.
âSo Graysonâ y/nâs dad started off âHow did you meet my daughter?â He asked, dabbing his face with a napkin.
âWeâve had the classes since middle school, sir, but we got partnered up this year on a final project.â I explained, he nodded and drank his water. I can see from the corner of my eye that y/n is blushing. Sheâs so cute.
âYou know,â y/nâs mom says while covering her mouth to swallow âSheâs always talking about how cute this Gra-â she continues, but is interrupted by y/n coughing.
âSweetie, are you okay?â Her mother asks with concern and rubs her back. Y/n just nods and drinks some water.
âOh what was I saying?â She says
âHoney, we probably shouldnât overwhelm him with questions.â Her husband said with a chuckle.Â
âYouâre rightâ She sighed âI just got excited because our daughter never brings guests homeâ She finished.
âI have to use the restroomâ y/n said and ran down the hall.Â
âIâm sorry ab-â I started, but was cut off by y/n,
âItâs fine, just leave it aloneâ she muttered, writing a summary for the project; I nodded. I was being nosy and started to look around. I had a deja vu moment when,
âYou looking for something?â y/n sassed, I was taken aback and just shook my head.Â
I donât know what has gotten into me or where this wave of confidence came, but I kind of like it. Grayson actually helped on the project for once; it might of just been gluing the pages on the poster, at least he was quiet. After about half an hour of walking, Grayson announces,
âI better go home.â Right as he said that, lightening strikes and we both get an alert on our phones that read,
âFLASH FLOOD WARNING THIS AREA TIL 11:30PM EST. AVOID FLOOD AREAS. CHECK THE LOCAL MEDIA.â
I looked out my window and just my luck, the streets looked like a lake.
âI donât think thatâs a good idea.â I mumbled, he agreed.
âDo you have a guest room?â He asked, turning his head toward me.
âNo, but you can take my bedâ I offered, âIâll sleep on the floor.â I said, getting up to get the extra blankets out of my closet. I told my mom I would never need to use them, but I can hear her in my head saying âI told you so!â
âNo, itâs youâre ro-â He said, but I cut him off by placing my finger on his mouth, âNo, youâre the guest and I swear to god if you fight me on this, I will make you swim home I donât care.â I ranted. Jesus Christ, who let KittyMistress out? Where did this confidence come from?
"Who is this and why doesnât she come out at school?â He joked, but there was some seriousness in it. I rolled my eyes playfully and continued to grab the blankets. If Iâm sleeping on the floor, Iâm going to make it as comfortable as possible.
âIâm going to change in the bathroomâ I explained, âTry not to be nosy while Iâm gone.â I joked and he saluted, making me giggle as I walk out of the room. After I change into a tank top and pajama shorts, I exit the bathroom and make my way towards my room. When I open the door, I see Grayson carefully running his fingers through my lingerie hanging up. You have got to be kidding me. Out of all things I have?
âWhat are you doing?!â I yell.
I notice something lacy in the closet. Y/nâs words replay in my head, but I feel myself being drawn towards the closet. I canât imagine y/n in something lacy or tight fitting even. Iâm sure she has a nice body under all those hoodies she wears. As I approach the open closet, I see that itâs lingerie. My eyes have definitely popped out of my head. I canât imagine y/n in stuff like this. I hear a jingle sound and see that thereâs a collar with a bell on it.
âWhere have I seen this before?â I think to myself with furrowed brows. My thoughts were interrupted by y/n,
âWhat are you doing?!â She yells. Iâm just standing there; it canât be her. She just rolls her eyes and snatches the lacy material out of my hands and walks away. Before my mouth can catch up with my brain I speak out,
âMistress.â She stops dead in her tracks. Gotcha.
âWhat did you just say?â She asked, facing away from me.
âI had a feeling when I first came over, but I thought the mask was just a coincidence.â I explained, walking towards her; her breathing is now ragged,
âAnd then the textingâ I whispered by her ear. Sheâs shivering at this point.
âSexyboi69?â She whispered, dropping the items on the ground. I nodded with a smirk. Iâve been waiting for this moment. My fingers trailed up her arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps. With her back still facing me, I slowly put my hand down her shorts and cup her pussy. Before I can feel her insides, the door knob starts to jiggle. I pull my hand out and she steps away from me.
âHey, how are you guys?â Her mom says as she sticks her head in.
âYeah, I was just making myself a bed on the floorâ she explains, pointing to the makeshift bed. She nods while smiling and closes the door.
âThe bed is big enough for the both of usâ I said, smirking.
âDonât you start with thatâ She jokingly replied with her finger pointing at me. I move towards her slowly and grip her wrist softly.
âI swear to god if you donât stop looking at me like, I am going to cum in my pants.â I say as she blushes and replies,
âWhat look?â Like she doesnât know. The innocent look that has every guy preying on her. Itâs like my mouth has a mind of its own and next thing I knew, my lips were on hers. She was taken aback at first, but then relaxed under my touch. Our lips moved in sync and I find my hands wandering all over her body.Â
âAre you sure you want to do this with a virgin?â She asks as I leave sloppy kisses on the base of her neck.
âThere is nothing sexier than a virgin.â I replied and meant it. She seems to have a burst of confidence because she tossed me on the bed and straddled me. Her confidence never fails to turn me on. I pull down her tank top so that her breasts are spilling out. I begin to knead them and suck on them as her back arches and lets out a moan.Â
âYou are so fucking hotâ I state, making my way back to her lips. My hand slides down her shorts and rubbing her clit before pumping finger in her. She moans in my ear which turns me on even more if itâs even possible at this point. Her hand is bunching up my shirt as I add another finger.Â
âSo tight.â I compliment and rewarded with a moan. I rub her clit with my thumb and I see her eyes roll so she must be close. Just as suspected, I feel a sticky substance coating my fingers and y/n collapses beside me.
âHow was that?â I asked, laying next to her.
âWhat about your problem?â She asked, eyeing my very painful boner.
âAs much as I would love those pretty lips around my cock, I need to be inside that pretty pussy.â I said, getting on top of her. She gasps and blushes at my words. My lips meets hers and she begins to undo my belt.Â
âWhy in a hurry?â I said, smirking and holding her hands down in the bed. She surprises me by flipping us over. Goddamn how is she so strong.Â
âBecause Iâm in charge and you will address me as Mistress.â She stated, pinning my hands down.
"What are you going to do to me, Mistress?â I asked, lifting my head up from the bed. She smirks and rubs my hard cock through my jeans. I hiss and say,
âIf you do that again, I am going to have a wet spot on my jeans.â She just continues to rub my dick before unbuckling my belt and sliding off my jeans, leaving me in my boxers and shirt. She gets off of me and then walks over to her drawer and digs around and pulls out what looks like a box of condoms.
âIf youâre a virgin then why do you have a box of condoms?â I genuinely asked.
âWhat do you think?â She sarcastically replied. Her mom. I played it off with a laugh when she opened the new box and pulled out a condom. She walks over and hands it to me. I look at her confused.
âI donât know how to put one on.â She shyly says, which makes me smile.
âHereâ I say, taking the condom from her hand and taking it out of the package. I pull down my boxers and I see y/nâs eyes go wide from the side.
âCome hereâ I whispered, holding out my hand; which she takes and I put her back on my lap. âGive me your handsâ I continued, guiding her hands on the condom to slide it down my dick.
âIs this going to fit?â She whispers
âWeâll seeâ I reply, flipping us so sheâs beneath me, âLet me know if itâs hurtâ I say and she nods. I slowly begin to push myself and see a tear run down her cheek. Y/n grabs the back of my head and begins kissing me, which is my queue to go deeper. When Iâm balls deep in her, we both let out a throaty moan.Â
âPlease go fasterâ She whimpers in my neck.
âYour wish is my commandâ I whisper in her ear and begin thrusting at a faster pace. Her moans sounds pornographic as the sound of rain and my balls slapping fill the room. I reach my hand down to her clit and rub it in a circular motion. She starts shaking and I feel myself starting to climax. Before I knew it, Iâm seeing stars and my load fills the condom. I stay in her warmth for a little longer before laying next to her and discarding the condom.
âHow was that?â I asked, out of breath and facing her. She replies, still out of breath, but with a goofy smile,