A Chat Between and Master

"Well, well, ****." David said, gazing down at her. "You really did put on a show. You know, at first, I was afraid that you weren't going to get into it. But then, right when the second orgasm hit, you started gasping and moaning and shaking. I remember how your eyes rolled back, and you tried to cover your pussy. Of course, we couldn't have that. By now, I am guessing you came what, three, four times? Maybe more?"

"..." Lisa said nothing, she was trying to work her throat. It felt dry and heavy. Her body was still burning with arousal, the torment making her skin prickle. She tried to focus, blinking again and again as if to make the world more clear.

"Not so cocky now, are you?" David said. "Not so high and mighty, eh? Did you think that I would ignore the way you treated yourself before? Like you were so far above us regular guys? Like you were too good for us? Well, look at you now, Lisa. You're sitting there in a pool of your own cum trembling like a schoolgirl that's just had her first orgasm. Are you ashamed? Do you even know how bad you look right now? Do you even care?"

Those words hurt, and somehow, Lisa managed to muster the strength to look up, glaring at David with all the ferocity she could muster.

"That's the spirit." He said, seeing her eyes go hard. "I'm glad you aren't broken yet, Lisa. I've dreamed about what I'd do to you for years now. If this was all it took, I'd be really upset..."

"Y-you wanted to do this to me for years?" She said.

"That's right." David smirked. "You and your sister both. The two of you are so sexy. Diana is so confident and cold, powerful, right? I'd just love to be the one to make her tremble and beg. She's supposed to be an ice queen, so I want to be the one to take her crown."

"G-gross..." Lisa muttered. "I don't wanna hear how you'd fuck my sister..."

David laughed.

"Good to see you still have some humour. But you're a different case than Diana. You're always so chatty and forward. You have so many friends, and with your short hair and revealing clothes, you always looked so cute. I wanted to fuck you the first time I saw you. But you've always been a bitch, you know? Deep down, I mean. You never gave me the time of day."

"Dude, you were creepy as fuck." Lisa said. "I never had anything against you but that. Maybe if you'd tried to clean up your act a bit, you could have had a shot. You know, instead of relying on the school and the law to essentially **** me to be your ****."

"Is that so?" David turned to her. "I really doubt that, you know. I really do. Do you think I didn't look into it? Didn't realise that you've never had sex with anyone from the college before? No matter how friendly you get with them, you just never go that far. Your sister, I get... like I said, ice queen. But you're the one who makes it seem so easy to get into your pants, and yet constantly deny anyone who tries. For that alone, I always wanted to see you punished."

"Y-yeah.." Lisa managed. "See that? Right there? That was the creepyness again. So what you're saying is that you stalked me, and you feel like I owe sex to people just because I like to be friendly with them? Guys and girls can be just friends, you know."

"Don't lie to me!" David snapped, and his hand lashed out suddenly. Lisa squeaked in surprise as his palm struck her breast, pain radiated outwards in a sharp, short shock to her system. Her nipple twinged, and she could see her skin turning red. "Do you think I don't see how you lead people on? Do you think that I don't see how you use your body? Your eyes? Your cute, short hair and eyes? You get whatever you want, Lisa. You always have. But this time, I have the power. This time, I'm the one who gets to punish you. And that punishment can be anything I want."

His hand came back, and Lisa braced herself, but he didn't strike her. Instead, his fingers closed around her left breast, the skin still stung from the previous impact, and she hissed as she felt his hand close around her nipple, his thumb and fingers gripping it tightly.

"Think about it." David said to her. "So long as you're not overly harmed, - which is pretty damn vague by the way - I can do anything to you I want. If I want to get these nipples of yours pierced, and drag you behind me by chains? I can. If I want to make you spread your legs, and tell the whole college about your deepest, darkest shames, you have ****. And, Lisa, if I want to fuck you, right here and right now, I absolutely can do that too."

Lisa looked down, seeing that his cock had hardened, pushing against the outer layers of his pants. She gulped, feeling faint as her body still struggled to recover from the class. She was absolutely exhausted, she needed a break. The idea of being bent over one of these wooden desks and fucked was something she didn't much care for at all, even if a deep, dark and buried part of herself was delighted with the prospect.

"Isn't that right, Lisa? I can do whatever I want to you."

"Y-yes..." She mumbled.

"Say it louder!"

"Y-yes! You can do whatever you want to me. You can fuck me or humiliate me. You can make me do things I would hate, and you can shame me..." Lisa glared at him with all the strength she had left in her body, feeling the burning fury in her eyes. "But that won't break me! Even if I have to do what you want, you won't be satisfied if I don't break, right? You want a fight and a victory. That's why you did that in front of the whole class. You want to make me into your personal whore, don't you? S-so that I'll never even think of talking back..."

"Well..." David said, seeming to consider her words. "Isn't that an interesting idea? I hadn't put it into words like that, I have to admit. But you have a good point. I wonder if you're actually looking forward to it, with how quickly you guessed. But yes, I do want you broken. I want you mewling on the floor, thinking about nothing but your master and his cock. You're going to regret the day that I was chosen to be your master, Lisa. Because I am going to humiliate you, and **** you, until you realise deep down that you enjoy it. And then, one you're a proper little sex ****, I'll give you to the rest of the class, so you can make it up to them, and give them everything you never did before."

"You need to break me first, master." Lisa hissed. "And even if I have to obey thanks to those stupid laws, you can't **** me to break."

"I think I can." David countered, his eyes locked on her like the eyes of a predator. "I think that deep down, you enjoy this sort of thing, and I think that I can bring it out. After all, that's what you really want, isn't it? To be just a ****."

Thankfully, David did not decide to fuck her then and there. After the words had been exchanged, he left for his next class, telling her to rest up while she could. Lisa didn't know if she would get in trouble for skipping the rest of her classes or not, but didn't much care. She spent the next several hours in that empty class room, recovering her strength. David's words and her own echoed through her mind, and she wondered just how right he was. Hadn't she set this whole thing in motion? Hadn't she wanted to be degraded and humiliated? But not like this. Not like this. She swore that she would resist him, that she would not break. More than this, that she would find a way out. The rulebook, and Diana too... David didn't realise she wasn't as trapped as he thought she was. If he was relying on despair to break her, he was wrong.

She could get out of this.

She just had to control herself and think.