Tantalizing "Bad" News~

(Smol A/N; Heyo, sorry this took a while to get out. I had it half written for ages but sorta got wrapped up in some busywork and forgot about it. Finally finished it, and here we are! Enjoy~)

Nathan's throat felt dry, his expression and body language clearly a mess to any imaginary onlookers as he stared at his phone's glowing screen. The small rectangle of glass felt like a window into another world, a fuzzy, obscured view of what was happening to his girlfriend, who now felt oh-so-much more like a lewd, cruel, and wondrous mistress.

A sudden disturbance on the blank background of the screen spurred him to action. Jenna was typing.

Excitement, anxiety, and a delightfully naughty sense of lust flowed over him. This was it, he would find out Jenna's true intentions here and now. Was she teasing him, testing his boundaries? Playing with his heart in her devilishly wonderful way as she so often did? Or was the alluring, dominatrix girlfriend he loved so much about to have sex with another man, solely for her own pleasure both physically, and in playfully tormenting her lover?

The message popped onto the screen, and before Nathan could even read it, the text was followed by a small collection of pictures.

Scrolling up rapidly, saving the ever so tempting images for a mentally "dramatic" reveal, Nathan read the text.

"Lol, if you say so, hun~ Me and Sammy just finished up our lesson, and after I told him what you said he wanted to send his own sort of thanks for your "permission" hehe~ Anyways, I know how you are babe, and I know you've probably been a bad boy. So, how about a lil game to keep you busy while you wait? I want you to look at these images I'll send you, and I want you to edge yourself~ Get as clooose as you can, then stop, and admire the image fully. I just know you'll do well~"

Nathan was shivering, the sort of jittery shivers that someone would normally get when excited, nervous, or any mix of the two. The way she talked almost casually, placing such emphases on "permission," as if his permission wasn't needed by either of them at all. He slowly scrolled down, eying up the small snapshot photo, hesitating with his finger over it, almost wanting not to enlarge it, to hide it away.

But he had gone too far to back down now, and he knew for a fact what sort of extra punishments Jenna would have up her sleeve if he went through all of this just to chicken out from her "game."

With all of his excitement and will, he tapped on the pixillated image, bringing it to fill his screen entirely, his window into Jenna's world entirely filled by what Sammy and Jenna thought was a good way of saying thanks... And torturing him with his own lust.