Chapter 40. F Is For

Sophia

Pet has been tickling me for the past ten minutes and not letting me sleep.

“Stop it!” I shriek and try to get away from her.

“Letter F is all about forcing yourself. Consider it your lesson, forced cuddles.” I am sure she is grinning. After turning off the lamp, room is pitch dark and I am unable to spot her properly.

When she tries to tickle me again on the sides, I throw a pillow in her face. She giggles like a little girl.

“You are fun. Saying no but wanting more and more.”

“No… I don’t want more… I will die of laughter,” I complained. “For God’s sake, let me sleep. I have a meeting tomorrow.” I tell her and she finally stops.

“Okay. I will stop now,” she says, breathing heavily and we lay in bed in silence.

“What else comes with F?” I ask her. The word ‘forced’ alarmed me a little.

She hums. “I don’t remember everything but… flogging, figging, forced masturbation, forced nudity, fantasy rape, fisting.” I blanch