Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Just One Drink; 17

Even meeting with James so close to campus put her teeth on edge these days. She might not recognize anyone, but that was no guarantee that they wouldn't recognize her. All of that tension melted away when she saw James sitting in the sun outside drinking a glass of sparkling water. Sometimes the darkness that was her life threatened to overwhelm Violet, but not when she was with her lover. When she was with him, she could do anything. She stooped for a quick kiss before sitting down at the table opposite of him, and then the two chatted casually until the waiter came to take their order. It was a casual lunch, and Violet spent the first half waiting to find out what today's game was, and the second half not caring when it never materialized. It was rare, but sometimes he just wanted to spend time with her, and she didn't mind that at all.

It was only when they were walking to his place after that he let the bomb drop. "I need you to do something for me tonight baby," he said casually, not even looking at her while she held onto his arm. "I need you to go to Dr. Stern's office at seven and handle something for me."

"Of course Master," She answered without hesitation, "What will we be doing there?" She half expected some form of mild punishment for asking, but all she got from him was a quick sideway glance before he continued. "I haven't been doing so well in that class because of all the time I've been spending with you, and I need you to go and make sure that I keep my grades up." James said nonchalantly, "You can do that for me, can't you baby?" "Wait," Violet asked, suddenly unsure, "So you won't be going with me? You want me to ... go alone?"

"I've got to do something that can't wait tonight," James responded, his voice growing a little colder.

"But I've never..." She started, dimly aware how much her protests were annoying her owner as his body language stiffened, "You've always been there with me... I'm not sure that I--"

to keep her balance. As soon as she turned around though, he was on her, pinning her to a dirty concrete wall by

Master. I'll--" Violet started, before he slapped her hard across

growled, bringing his hand down to grip her

she gasped, fear racing through her veins

grew more intense and his grip on her throat slowly tightened. "Even if I decide I want you to suck that homeless guy's dick while I live stream it, it's

at the hands of a teacher in his office was already terrible enough, but to

eternity, James let her go, letting her slide bonelessly down the wall to sit on the street. He looked down at her with obvious disappointment. "Seven. Wear something slutty, and don't be late." He said, before walking off and

and any attempt to apologize or make amends would be seen as an effort to weasel out of them. She glanced at the homeless man a quarter of the way down

home alone. While she walked she tried to figure out just why this bothered her so much. James had forced her to do far worse things than to fuck a teacher. None of them had shocked her quite so much though, and she couldn't quite put her finger on why. It gnawed after her well after she got home. Was it that he wouldn't be there to enjoy her suffering? Or maybe it was that he didn't seem to

and a friend or to be forced to suck a stranger's dick while her owner watched, but to be sent off