Nothing too special... but...

Starting her first day as John's property, Sasha is very nervous but she tries not to show it in public. Talking to her friends and classmates she laughs off yesterday's duel, trying to pass it off as something that will help her get stronger.

John approaches the group to greet them… and perhaps to watch Sasha squirm a bit without going too far… "Good morning to my lady" he bows politely seeing how she will react.

Sasha's cheeks flush slightly, her heart rate quickening as John approaches the group. She composes herself, returning his bow with a polite nod, "Good morning, John." Her voice is steady, but her bright blue eyes betray her unease. Despite her attempts at maintaining her public image, she can't help but feel a shiver of embarrassment run down her spine as she remembers the humiliating events of the previous night. She wonders if any of her friends can sense her discomfort, but they all continue their conversation as if nothing had happened.

As the group interacts, Sasha finds herself becoming increasingly aware of John's presence, her body tensing whenever he gets too close. She tries to focus on the discussion, but her mind keeps drifting back to the feeling of his hands on her body, the taste of his cock in her mouth, and the shame of being seen naked and groped by him. She fears that her secrets won't stay hidden for long, and the thought of her friends discovering her newfound submission to John is almost unbearable.

To distract herself, Sasha turns her attention to the upcoming magic lesson, hoping that the challenge of honing her skills will help her regain some sense of control. As the group heads to a private training area, she takes a deep breath, attempting to center herself and push aside her insecurities. Today is a new day, and she refuses to let her servitude to John hold her back from achieving her goals.

The lesson continues in relative calm, John making sure to keep some distance from her despite his desire to show everyone who this arrogant noble lady belongs to. His eyes do end up drifting towards her every few minutes though, watching her beautiful form in action and dreaming about how she might look later tonight…

Sasha throws herself into the training, her athletic body moving with grace and precision as she casts spell after spell, her bright blue eyes focused and determined. She's grateful for the distraction, allowing her to forget her troubling circumstances for a brief moment. As the lesson progresses, she becomes more and more engrossed in the magical challenges before her, her confidence growing with each successful enchantment.

However, her concentration is broken when she catches John staring at her from across the room. His gaze burns into her skin, and she feels her cheeks redden as she imagines what he must be thinking about. Despite her best efforts, her thoughts wander to the previous night, remembering the feeling of his hands on her body and the way he commanded her. The warmth between her legs grows, and she shifts uncomfortably, hoping no one else notices her discomfort.

As the lesson comes to an end, Sasha excuses herself quickly, eager to escape the training area and find somewhere private to collect her thoughts.