Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Just One Drink; 12

"Well I'm glad to hear it, but that's not going to get you out of answering the question." James said, his voice full of cruelty. He loved putting her on the spot like this. "So tell me. Was it losing your cherry to a man you didn't know, was it when he invited his friends over and they spit roasted you, how about when they took you in all three holes at the same time or maybe it was the big Bukkake party at the end..." While he listed off each of the scenes, James counted them off on his fingers, and with each one Violet felt herself wanting to curl up into a ball and die.

"Enough," she said finally, horrified that he wasn't even trying to keep his voice down. People could hear him. "It was the second one."

"Not good enough, Violet. I want details." he responded, his cold eyes never leaving hers. "Tell me why."

Violet looked at him with pleading eyes, silently begging him not to make her talk about this, but she knew he wouldn't budge. Finally she said, "The second part was the best because of the reaction on my face as it was happening in the video. I might have enjoyed the third one more, I don't know because I can't remember it and wrapped in all those bodies I can barely see anything anyway. But the second one.. When it was just the two of them, I looked so happy.. So blissful. And it haunts me, because..." Violet stopped, pausing to blink away the tears, and taking a moment to compose herself before she finished. "Because how could anyone enjoy something so terrible."

Violet closed her eyes, opening them only when she felt him take her hand in his. "Lots of people enjoy lots of terrible things Violet, don't beat yourself up over it. Nothing that happened that night was your fault, and everything that's happened since has been my fault. But there's nothing wrong with enjoying parts of it, even the worst parts."

shaking off the touching moment that had come too close

you imagine trying to date a nice

tomorrow, the only men

and I'm going to pick up the check, and then we'll be off." James said, putting down

going home

can take you back to my place after, but only if I decide you're going to get lucky." He smiled,

to the bathroom. Once she got there, she briefly checked her makeup in the mirror, then hurried into a bathroom stall and opened it. Inside was a small bullet vibrator on a cord. She knew exactly what this was because she'd seen them in enough porn. This was a vibrator meant to be inserted all the way inside her

her pussy and see how much he tortured her. It was a terrible choice. Damned if you do, almost certainly damned more if you don't. James had already shown a flair for exhibitionism in his venues and choice of topics, but would he really try to... to... make her cum somewhere in public? She shuddered at the thought. But whatever he was going to do if she didn't obey him, she knew he would

was immediately going to flip the switch, but instead he was back to his usually charming self. When they'd gone two blocks and were