Threw it on the ground so hard it shattered.

+1 SP (Romy: +100). She stared at it and suddenly burst out crying, as I shoved aside the flood of pop-ups . I was on her in a moment, hugging her tight. “Good girl, good girl, good girl,” I repeated as she wept against my shoulder. “I know a session like that can be hard, but you did so well and we had a lot of fun didn’t we?”

She blinked. “That bit at the end, master--”

I smiled, “Believe me, I don’t have a mind controlling dick. But it was what you wanted, right?”

“Yes, master,” she admitted shamelessly. “But then why did I cry?”

“Emotions are like that. You don’t have to call me master,” I smirked, “at least in public.”

She smiled back at me.

“So, now do you understand why things may have changed in your parent’s marriage? Haven’t things changed for you?”

She nodded against me.

“So, give your parents a break, all right?”

“Yes, master.”

“Good.”

“Uh, we’ll do this again, right?”

“Of course. I didn’t go to the trouble of breaking you in just to give you away. Out in the world, you’ll be Romy Jackson, perfect the way you are, and when you come to me, you’ll be my sexdoll. The only crossover will be whenever you masturbate, when you’ll be imagining being my little toy.”

”Yes, master.”

“Now, do you have anywhere else to be tonight?”

“Nowhere important, master.”

“Yes, she fucking does!” Diamond snapped in my ears.

I gave Romy a look.

“There’s a college orientation thing, master.” She admitted.

“I wasn’t kidding about the plan, even if Diamond is doing a lot more of the actual work than me. And I wasn’t kidding about wanting eyes and a voice on campus. So, go be good.”

She nodded and started walking away.

“Put on some clothes first, silly.”

She looked down at herself, blushed and started to get dressed.

“Uh, master?”

“Yes?”

“When will I see you again?”

“When you have something useful, when you convince Diamond you deserve it, or when you truly need it,” I said. I heard Diamond grumbling in the background, but she didn’t object. “Or, when you want this to be over, because you’ve found someone else.”

“That will never happen!” she said, embracing my still-naked form, which made my cock start to rise again.

“I hope not. But great sex isn’t the only thing in the world, and despite what I may like to say, I’m not the only great lover out there.”

“Master, are you trying to get rid of--” I silenced her with a kiss.

“Never. Believe that. You are beautiful, and desired,” and owned, I barely managed to keep myself from saying. “But, if you ever want to be someone else’s toy, promise that you will tell me.”

“Fine. Easy. Because I never will!” she said, and stormed out, managing to get herself mostly decent, even if she did have to put on the last of her clothes outside my apartment.

“Thank you for that, Eli. Not that you’re not…but thank you,” Diamond said

”No problem. Jesus, I need some water, keeping up with an eighteen year old cheerleader really wiped me out.”

That got a chorus from the universe’s smallest violin in sympathy, though I got rather more sympathy when I yelled loudly.

“What’s wrong?” Asa asked, panicked.

I was hoping around, then cursed even louder and tumbled onto the bed.

”Eli! What--” Diamond began.

“Motherfucker! Okay, next time I’m dumb enough to have someone break something, in my fucking bedroom, while I’m naked, remind me to put on shoes before I go wandering around. I’ve got pieces of her fucking tape recorder in my feet!”

For some reason, despite the app, they found that hilarious.

Fucking Mondays.