She seems honest enough

Happy to see her panic and apologize like this does, John decides to let her off, after all this was only her second day. "I'm sure you will. Come visit me at the usual time. We'll have to work both on your magic and your… other skills…" he chuckles at his own joke and looks down at her in amusement.

Sasha's entire body tenses at his words, her stomach clenching with dread and anticipation. She knows exactly what he means by "other skills," and the thought of submitting to him yet again fills her with dread… but also some excitement. Either way, she has ****; she must endure whatever he demands of her if she hopes to secure her future.

"Yes, Master," she responds, her voice tight and strained. She keeps her eyes on the ground, not daring to meet his gaze. "I will be there." Her mind races with concerns about the coming evening, wondering what he will expect of her this time. The memory of his hands on her body and the way he used her is still fresh in her mind, and she can't help but feel a shiver of both fear and unwanted arousal run through her.

"You can get up now. And don't forget to give me a goodbye kiss." he winks at her, fairly happy with the results of their talk.

Sasha's heart pounds in her chest as she slowly rises to her feet. Her lips tremble, both from nerves and the prospect of having to touch him again. This close, she can smell his scent, a mix of sweat and masculinity that sends another shiver through her body. Unable to resist his command, she leans in, her lips brushing against his in a soft, hesitant kiss.

The contact sends a jolt through her, and she pulls back, her eyes wide with surprise. Despite her best efforts, she can feel her body responding to him, her nipples hardening beneath her shirt, and a familiar ache growing between her legs. She hastily steps back, her fingers trembling as she adjusts her clothing, attempting to conceal her growing arousal.

"Until tonight, Master," she murmurs, her voice barely audible. With a final nod, she turns and walks away, her heart racing and her mind reeling from the brief contact. The day stretches before her, and she can only hope that she can find a way to regain control over her emotions before their next encounter.