Come on, she was in that office too!

You didn't need to have partners to have a good time... Mistress had taught you better than that! Your body was burning with need now that Mistress's latest touch had faded, and there was nobody around to tell you what you shouldn't do. So you chose to take care of it yourself: one hand wandering underneath your shirt, the other move towards your pants.

Unfortunately, you had barely gotten started before you hear a loud exclamation from the other side of the room.

"Maya!" Elizabeth shouted from the doorway, tin clattering to the ground, "God, I leave you alone for two minutes, and this is what you do?"

"Hey, don't say that..." You mumble out, hands slowing but not stopping, "Mistress doesn't like that word..."

"My linguistic choices are not the important point here!" Elizabeth scolds, grabbing hold of your hands and pulling them out, "Maya, I don't care how much of a slut you are, there are things you just don't do. The people who walk through here are the people who will judge you for the next three years; do you really want to be 'the woman who gives free sex shows in the lounge'?"

"Oh, fuck, that sounds sooo hot..." You moan from the couch, trying to pull her hands back towards you, "I'm a virgin, but everrrybody would know exactly what my pussy looked like, how it moved all stirred up with my fingers... Darkness, how long would it be before someone just grabbed me and made use of me, all hard and rough..."

Elizabeth forcibly drew her hands back from yours, and buried her face in them.

"God in Heaven, just... What did I sign up for..." Elizabeth curses, as you wince, "Look, Maya, I barely know you. I know you're not a virgin, but I also know that you don't behave like this. Ms. Devlin mentioned that you were under the influence of something. What do I do to get you to calm down?"

"Fuck me, hard and fast," You say, leaning up and pulling her in, "My body is burning up, and I need a real woman to satisfy me now."

Elizabeth hesitates, inches away from your face... But she doesn't pull away, not really.

"Maya... No," She says, shaking her head, "You're not in your right mind, it would ruin things with Taylor, and someone could walk in at any moment. I just... I can't."

It was just like in Mistress's office. She knew what she wanted; you knew what she wanted; she just needed a little... Push.

"Or I could just give myself to the next person to walk through that door," You purr at her, "Maybe it will be someone who can be honest with what they want. Maybe it'll be some super-Christian who rants to the whole school about what I did. Maybe it'll be Taylor. No way of knowing, is there? The uncertainty just makes it so exciting. And whoever it is, they'll know that you were sitting here. Right. By. Me."