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Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 5

Date: 8/8/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: Aerith_Lives, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

her cheek against Stacy's shoulder. "No, ' she' does!" Stacy growls, getting off the couch. Becca's puppy-dog eyes fill with worry. Stacy tears into her bedroom and opens up her email. She types quickly in a huff. ------ Cara! Controlling her eating habits, or even bathroom breaks is one thing, but locking up her body!? What the hell do you think you're doing!? She trusts you, and you've manipulated her into being this slave or something for you! It's not right. Enough is enough, just let her be on her own! ------ Stacy sends the message almost violently. Becca stands a safe distance behind her, watching nervously. They look at each other for a moment. Becca… "I'm sorry I'm like this, Stacy," Becca admits, solemnly bowing her head. Stacy gets up and holds Becca's fragile, little hands in hers. She nudges her face forward so their noses touch. She playfully caresses Becca's cheek and neck trying to comfort her. "Don't be. If you weren't this way, then maybe, you wouldn't be you. Right? And, I like the you that I know. If you weren't in this whole situation, who's to say that you'd even like me?" Stacy confesses. Becca wraps her arms around Stacy in a loving hug. Stacy melts in the girl's embrace. Oh my goodness her hair smells lovely. "Of course I would! Ever since the first time I saw you looking at me at the restaurant, I knew l'd like you!" Becca sings. Stacy blushes. "You knew I was looking at you? Like, in that way?" Becca looks Stacy in the eyes and smiles warmly. "You ... weren't too subtle about it sometimes, hun," Becca giggles. She kisses Stacy deeply, showing her how much she cares for her. I'm so happy right now. Stacy's laptop dings. Both girls turn their attention to the screen. Fuck. Seeing the bolded message in her inbox from 'MissCara' makes Stacy feel a little weak. She tries to ignore the fear building inside her and reads the message. ------ Stacy, Naive little girl. You have no idea. I said you'd get to spend the evening with Becca, not fuck her precious little cunt. I did not appreciate the way you spoke to me, but I will forgive you. You have some serious manners to learn. You're just frustrated, aren't you. It's okay. We all get a little cranky when things aren't exactly the way we want. Time for you to open box number three now. Have a nice evening. ~Miss Cara ------ Stacy gets up from the computer, frustrated. "This is… ugh! So unfair," Stacy vents. She feels almost more ashamed than angry, unable to understand why Miss Cara's words seem to have such an effect on her. Becca hides half of herself behind the door frame, shyly peering in. "I'm sorry," Becca mutters. Stacy looks up at her wounded girlfriend and breathes slowly. This is for her. Relax and just play along, just a little longer and it's done. "Don't be, hun," Stacy manages, smiling again. "I get to be with you. That's all I care about." Becca bites her lip. She bounces lightly on her toes as she tries to contain her happiness. Stacy laughs quietly. This girl, oh my… ...