chapter fifteen

“What are you up to today, baby?” I murmured as I pulled up the live footage of her house. I scrolled through the different streams until I saw her in front of her laptop, sitting deliciously on her bed cross-legged with her shirt falling off one shoulder, exposing the unmarked smooth skin. Turning on the sound of the camera to let it blast through my headphones, I listened to her slow, sultry voice croon into her screen as she recorded a custom video for her SomeFans account.

“Baby has been a bad girl,” she whimpered, biting her lower lip. She leaned forward, revealing her cleavage to the camera, teasing her client. “What can I do to make it up to Daddy?” She looked to the side and staged a thoughtful expression before letting her face light up with a thought.

“I know… since Daddy can’t be here to do it in person, I will just have to do it for you. Daddy’s butt plug just came in the mail, and it is so pretty. After all, a diamond is a girl’s best friend.” She giggled as she reached from behind to show a diamond butt plug that was dark green, and she was right. It was beautiful. The paleness of her skin would make it pop, and I could just imagine what it would look like with her skin decorated with my red handprints, marking her as mine.

Son of a bitch.

The cameras were a good idea. I loved being able to watch Vanessa in her element without her knowing. But watching was not enough. I needed to touch her. I needed to feel her tremble as I owned her body, making her realize she belonged to me. She didn’t even know that she was mine yet. That needed to change, and soon.

She had to like me. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be holding as many conversations with all my dummy accounts if she didn’t. She had to know I was special to her. She loved my Doglover54 account, after all. That one was dedicated solely to her AphroditeCreations ClockyClock account. I knew how much she loved dogs, so I purposefully went to dog-sit a friend’s Doberman while they were away for the weekend. I shot hundreds of videos of us to release gradually on that account so I wouldn’t stagnate and she would trust me more. It worked because she immediately followed me back and always had something to say whenever I posted a new video.

But I couldn’t just show up in her life in person. I was not the greatest of actors, and I knew I would slip up eventually. That could not happen. I needed to make her hopelessly in love with me so that when this came to light, she couldn’t leave me. I loved her too much for me to hide anything from her because to hide anything from her was to do her injustice. She deserved my everything, and while it may seem scary to expose yourself in such a way to any person, it felt like second nature for me to reveal my vulnerable side and scrub my soul raw for her.

She was more than the love of my life. She was mine. I was hers. Like two colliding stars creating a black hole. We were not only inevitable, but the gravity of our attraction and love would shock everything in its path, creating a sweet destruction that I would willingly let myself be destroyed for. I just had to make her see it, too.

Rubbing my forehead, trying to pull myself from my spiraling affection, I realized, to my most frustration, I could not wait. I was frustrated that I couldn’t wait to see her in person and experience my feelings for her instead of just on my own. I had to curb my desires. Maybe it would work if I could love her in person without her knowing. It would give me time to set us up in her waking world.

Waking… that’s an idea.

I turned my attention back to my computer, enjoying the sounds of her sweet release as she fucked herself for a client. In my opinion, a client paying far too little to see her in the way that no one besides me should see her. Her moans filled the quiet of my kitchen as my fingers flew over the keyboard. I started with the website, then a newsletter, social media accounts, bought followers for the social media accounts, and then came the fun part. Ads.

You know when a particular ad shows up over and over again no matter where you go on the interwebs, whether it is on social media, search engines, or on the side of a random website you were visiting? Sometimes, it was because the company had a phenomenal ad spend and a killer marketing team that could relentlessly target the right potential buyers, consistently staying in front of their eyes until they gave in and made the purchase. Sometimes, big corporations throw the same ads at you to make you buy products for their own monetary gain. Then, sometimes, those pesky ads that never seem to leave you alone? Yeah, that was me. Or rather, our department. Sometimes, we liked to help citizens in any way we could, especially when bored. So, we were all very good at making citizens see what we wanted them to see when we wanted them to see them.

And right now? I wanted Vanessa to buy tea. Not just any kind of tea. My unique mix of tea, the type that would allow her a good night’s rest with the expectation of helping her with her anxiety. I knew she’d been resting lately, but her sleep was far from restful. I knew she had nightmares, and it broke my heart to hear them without being able to do anything. So, my solution? Getting her to drink a tea that could knock her out for her entire night. With that, I would be able to love her without her knowing until the time was right, while I could also give her the comfort of a restful night’s sleep, which would improve her daily life. The guilty pleasure of her subconscious knowing me on an intimate level would certainly give me an advantage when I integrated myself into her waking world.

With the last stroke of the enter key, I pushed send on the ads that would be targeting Vanessa wherever she went until she bought it. As I leaned back in my chair, my attention returned to the screen, where she now lay in her bed, her eyes closed and Samwise resting his head on her stomach. I imagined stroking her silky hair, soothing her to sleep in my arms.

Soon, my love. Soon.