Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Just One Drink; 16

Violet's life changed forever the night that she was drugged and raped. After her date with James, it had changed almost as much almost all over again though. Before all of this the most important thing in her life had been her classes in her quest to be a lawyer. Her straight A's and non-existent social life made that clear to everyone during high school and the first couple months of university. Now her priorities had turned upside down. Though she still did just enough work to keep from failing, C's were going to dominate her marks this semester. Half the time she didn't even go to class anymore. A couple of her teachers had tried to talk to her about the change. They showed real concern, and it warmed her heart. At least would have if she'd cared about anyone but James' opinion. Violet made her excuses and told them she was sick. That she'd try to get back to normal soon.

Normal wasn't a place she thought she'd ever see again, though.

It wasn't even a lie. She was sick - she just wasn't ill. Instead it was a compulsion... a darkness that was growing inside her like a cancer. Only a few weeks ago she'd been a good girl, but now she knew that she could never be happy with that life again. Her drug induced rape had been the seed, but every orgasm that James had inflicted on her since had made that darkness inside her fester and grow. Now it twisted around her soul like Kudzu. She couldn't cook in her own kitchen without wondering what it would feel like to be smacked with this utensil or how it would feel to be fucked on the counter; she couldn't take a walk through a park without imagining all the places she could get fucked where no one would see, or without noticing all the places he had already used her in public. It wasn't a compulsion though, it was an instinct. It was just part of who she was now.

last. Since then, James had fucked her everywhere but the bedroom. They'd gone to the movie theater a couple more times, and one of them he wouldn't even let her clean the cum off of her face until after the credits had started. He'd taken her out to other fancy restaurants and made her cum at the table, enjoying his dessert while his remote vibe buzzed away inside her. He'd fucked her in public restrooms, in dark alley's and one time he'd even fucked her in a deserted class room. As

the first time that Violet had been used in front of other people like that, but it was the first time they'd known her name instead of thinking that she was just another college slut. After that it had become a weekly occurrence.

at once had made her cum harder, or if it had just been her imagination. The nameless drug dealer answered that question for her in only a couple minutes as she was fucked like a rag doll between the uneven rhythm of both guys. She definitely came harder with a cock in her mouth, which made

on how quickly she answered she got either a kiss or a slap. She always knew the right answer, some days it was just harder to say than others. "You do, my master." That was the mantra of her life now. If her owner wanted to invite friends over for a football game and then let them fuck her in the ass if he lost a bet, then that was his right as her owner. She always tried to tell herself that she didn't want it, but the more she let it happen without putting up a fight, the harder it was to lie to herself. He didn't threaten her anymore. He didn't talk about exposing her

interest in the law when she'd become addicted to the dark pleasure that now monopolized her life, Violet thought as she walked to meet James for lunch. She wished she could still attend class honestly, but she'd a spark of recognition in the eyes of too many strangers now to risk it. It had to happen. She'd let dozens of men fuck her ass and mouth now, all because James told her to. He saved her pussy for himself thankfully, but so many other guys had gotten a taste for her that everyone on campus must know what a whore she was. She'd still go to class if she could, but every time anyone looked at her, or smiled in her general direction she could see that they knew.