Missing key
Added 2023-07-11 18:22:55 +0000 UTCEverett hurried back into his room, unlocking his door with the key he hadn't lost before stepping in. He was busy thinking about the text he received from an unknown number. It wouldn't stop messaging him the same message. He had a history with that number of the same text over and over, 'Wait for me', sent almost always at the same time.
Everett hadn't realized he'd locked the door behind him, absentmindedly dropping his clothes to the floor. He barely questioned why he jumped into his bed, ass propped up toward the door as if to invite someone in. His mind was too preoccupied with the number on his phone to question his actions, never wondering why he could never remember his nights after the text, why he always hurried back to his room almost immediately, or why he assumed the position he was in right now.
It wasn't until he heard a key slot into his door, unlocking it when he realized his situation. Whoever it was had his missing key, but he froze. He couldn't look up no matter how much he wanted, his body paralyzed as the stranger entered.
"Woof, good boy"
The voice sounded all familiar as memories of being a good boy came flooding back. Times of being fucked over and over again filled his head. He no longer questioned the text, his mind entering primal bliss as the stranger mounted him. He felt his will washed away with submission, wanting nothing more than to have his brain fucked into oblivion like it had been time and time again, only to forget once the stranger was done like he had many times before.
