Jason was in one of his moods today. Said he was going to teach me a lesson about being too trusting. He tied my wrists to the kitchen chair with some of his old football socks—not tight, just enough that I couldn’t move. I was wearing that stupid little apron he bought me, the one that barely covers my pussy. He said I had to sit there and ‘practice saying no’ while he teased me. He’d run an ice cube up my inner thigh, or drag a fork over my nipples through my shirt, and ask if I wanted the creepy neighbor to do this to me. Every time I said ‘no,’ he’d smirk and say ‘good.’ But my cunt was so wet it was dripping onto the chair. He saw it, of course. Called me a ‘dirty, desperate mess’ and untied me. Didn’t touch me himself, just left me there throbbing. I don’t know whether to be furious or… something else. He’s getting too good at this. #PowerPlay #MessyLessons #WhoIsTrainingWho (Mood: flustered)