Confront her directly, alone

You follow her around campus for most of the day, she goes to her classes, eats lunch, goes to practice all without losing that fear in her eyes that you’re starting to really enjoy. You’ve already decide the best thing to do will be to come right out and confront her while she’s alone. If nothing else, you think it will definitely makes things better if she knows you have a sense of discretion and that her secret is safe with you, hell a small part of you has filled with countless fantasies of her simple dropping to all fours and crawling obediently over to her new master upon finding out you share the same fetish as she does. Of course she could freak the hell out once she realizes you intend to collar her without much of a care what she thinks, just because she is your perfect fantasy doesn’t mean you are the same to her.Either way, you are definitely getting arousal at her suffering as she goes about her daily routine, just waiting for that moment when her normal life gets involuntarily turned upside down.

You enter the gymnasium and watch the girls wrap up practice. There are a few other guys hanging around, friends fans and of course, guys checking out the girls in their uniforms, so you don’t look out of place or at least suspicious. You wait on the bleachers and hug the corner so no one notices you as the girls wrap up and head back to the locker rooms. Eventually, after all the others have left, Megan comes out with her gym bag as if she knew this would be when someone might choose to confront her. You’re glad you didn’t disappoint her.

Peeling from your hiding place, you stand up at the top of the bleachers. Megan looks up at you and you can see she’s taken back in surprise. After all, you two never really spoken to one another before, as far as she knows you two don’t know each other at all. You’ve said Hi on occasion, been in some classes, that kind of thing but you’re more or less a total stranger to her. Until now.

She looks up at you with uncertainty, pretty sure you’re the one she’s been waiting for and fearing all day but you haven’t done anything yet. Until you brazenly open your own bag and reveal her backpack, holing up over your head so it’s clear to see. She freezes in response and she turns a remarkable shade of pink in embarrassment and horror. You give her a deep grin of satisfaction that makes her look even more afraid. You walk down the steps and walk right up to her, positively beaming. She is at least 7 inches taller then you but right now, you can tell she’s feeling very small and helpless before you. She finally breaks eyes contact and looks away, her face half-hidden in her brunette tresses, you feel a wave of satisfaction come over you at her humiliation and an erection builds in your pants. This is the moment you’ve been waiting for.

“You dropped this yesterday so I picked it up. I found a few very interesting things inside.”