Calmly

Waking up in bed snuggled against John the next day, Sasha feels strangely safe, knowing that if she serves him well she might be able to preserve her reputation and maybe even advance her position. "Well… at least he hasn't fucked me and put a bastard into me…" she whispers to herself. Feeling someone moving against him, John also wakes up and opens his eyes, looking at the blushing girl in his arms. Smiling at her crumpled uniform he asks "What was that you were saying?" despite having heard her perfectly.

Blushing brightly and turning her head away from John, she stammers, "N-nothing… I was just thinking about… uh... the weather." She tries to change the subject but she knows her master won't let her off the hook easily. He smiles, pleased at how cute this arrogant bitch had become in one short day. Caressing her soft hair, he moves his hand towards her face and turns it firmly so she looks him in the eyes. He didn't really feel like disciplining her, but it was necessary lest she forget her place. "You're lying to your master? What did you say, ****?" he asks her in a firm voice.

Her eyes widen as he calls her '****', feeling her heart race faster. Inwardly cursing her luck, she answers reluctantly "I said that at least you haven't fucked me and gotten me pregnant yet. But only because you want to marry me first." John nods as she obeys, even though her tone is far from ideal. "Make no mistake, I have no issues with breaking in that sweet little cunt of yours this instant. I would even prefer it. But… if you prove yourself… adequate… I will let you avoid that disgrace." She didn't need to know that it wasn't the whole truth. "Do you understand ****?"