You're puzzled by your feelings

You help Faith out of the shower and towel her dry, still feeling protective and fond of her. There is something about her vulnerability that touches you, touches something besides the hard, cynical shell that you have worn all your life. You had thought of her as a naïve young bitch you could easily seduce and bend to your will, and she certainly was that, but you don't feel the same predatory conquest of her that you have felt for the other girls you have manipulated and used.

She's like a happy little doll, smiling at you as she turns, letting you dry her lithe, petite body, her eyes full of happiness. Something about her makes you want to keep her around, not just as a piece of fuckmeat or a potential income source, but as a companion, almost a friend.

You shake your head as you finish drying her, wondering what it is about this teen that has made you soft. A few more sessions of steady fucking her sweet body should get this sentimental nonsense out of your head, you tell yourself. Then you can get onto the business of robbing her and move on to another target.

"Go get dressed Faith," you tell her, kissing her forehead. "Most of your clothes are downstairs."

"Yes Sir, thank you. You're so good to me Sir." She rests her hands on your chest, looking up at you adoringly.

"Come on, run along. Or I won't be responsible for my actions," you smile. Her eyes widen and she wiggles like a happy puppy.

"That would be ok Sir! I'm your special student now! It's your right!"

"Yes Faith, but there's a time for everything. Now go get dressed." You give her a playful slap on the rump which sends her scampering downstairs holding her skirt and stockings, as you step into your bedroom to put on some fresh clothes.

You come downstairs to find Faith mostly restored to schoolgirl innocence, brushing her hair. She looks at you with a luminous smile that you feel in your heart, and you give her back a gentle stroke.

"You should run along Faith," you tell her, giving her a quick kiss to silence any protest. "We can have another session soon, don't worry. I want it as much as you."

She purrs happily as she says goodbye and scampers out your door, giving you a little finger wave of farewell.

You smile at her, then frown at the feeling of fondness you feel for her.