Page 20 of Talk Dirty to Me


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I know I should know better by now, and not let have anything he say affect me, but...

The Devil's words are still treacherously beguiling as ever, and my legs snap together as heat starts tingling through my body.

The picture he's painting is mesmerizingly sensual, but...

"How is that a punishment?"

It will be once people inevitably start asking you questions.

Humans, not cats, have always been the more curious of creatures.

Sooner or later, they'll want to know how this is all came about—-

"And how am I supposed to answer them then?"

You'll tell them the truth, of course.

You'll tell them that all of this, and all of you...belongs to me.

"The Devil?"

You'll tell them you belong toSir.










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'Inevitably' happensas early as the next morning, and I find myself standing in front of the full-length mirror that the Devil's minions have also added to my room.

Every piece of clothing I have on, from my cotton wrap dress to my lacy pair of underwear, is something the Devil purchased, and every time my skirt flirts around my legs, I can't help but feel it's the Devil's own fingers caressing my unusually sensitive skin.

The other kids in my dorm don't even bother hiding the fact they're whispering about me as I walk past, and I'm feeling rather tired and drained by the time I join Paola at our usual table for lunch.

"You're a local celebrity now, woohoo!" She grabs her can of Pepsi and knocks it against my water bottle in a congratulatory toast.

I make a face at my friend. "Quit it."

The other girl flashes a cheeky grin. "Never."

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