Romance Fan Fiction ❯ Pin Up ❯ Vol, Three: Chap. Nineteen: His Story ( Chapter 19 )

His Story

Namiki-san

I'm not as uptight as everyone thinks I am. I like to have fun—sometimes. My students hated me. I've heard them talk about me. They think I'm boring, a loser, and that I don't have sex.

That's not true. I've had sex, thank you! I do manage to gain female affection from time to time.

In fact, I have a secret.

I love being put down. I can't explain it. Something about a woman calling me a loser gets me hot. No, I was not abused. I don't have problems with my mother. She wasn't exactly the warm and friendly type. My mother was strict, yes. But not abusive. We didn't talk much. I had to be perfect. My room had to be clean. My grades had to be straight A's. My appearance, health, manners, and everything else had to be perfect. She was a hard woman to impress. I don't think I've ever seen her smile. My father? What father? He was never there.

Well, that's my background. Now back to the main story.

The first girl I fell for was twelve years old. Nine-year-old me thought she was an angel. She lived next door with her parents. I wanted to follow her around everywhere. I introduced myself on one summer day. I said my name. The beautiful girl wrinkled her as she frowned.

“Ew,” she said with a snort. I wasn't hurt or angry. My heart was beating so fast. I couldn't grasp what this feeling was at the time. I had to have more.

My previous dates don't get it. I never tried to hide my kink with them. I always get the same question.

“Did somebody abuse you as a child?”

No.

It was nothing like that. I've tried to explain it to the women I've courted. Half of them left after they learned about my kink. Some of them gave it a try before giving up. I've only had two long-term relationships. I don't know what it is. Being told I'm worthless and how much of a worm I was stirred something in my loins. That was the only thing that excited me. Well, there were other things, but degradation was the main one. When a woman puts me down, it gets me off! Being made to feel small by someone so beautiful and perfect…

Whew!

I just need to find the right woman who will accept me and do as I ask in the bedroom. So far, I haven't had much luck. Which is why I've turned to the internet for my quests. So below my tastes, but I was desperate here. I had one of the grad students help me set up a profile. (He was one of the few who could tolerate me. Visa versa with me to him.)

So far, it's been hit or miss. However, it might be different this time.

This morning, I marched with a lady about forty-two years old. She looked nice. I sent her a message. Nothing too much, just a simple hello.

I'm going to see how it goes.

Put Me Down