Bugs
Copyright© 2004 by Amanda Pierce
Chapter 12
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 12 - How far will Rhonda be willing to go to keep her relationship with her college professor a secret?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual NonConsensual Rape Coercion Blackmail Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Rough Humiliation Torture Interracial Oral Sex Anal Sex Exhibitionism Slow Violence School
She had arisen, slipped on a robe and fixed his breakfast. He sat gobbling up the bacon and eggs, after making her take off the robe and stand by the breakfast table naked as he ate.
"Not bad. I think I'm gonna enjoy being waited on. Now go bring me my book bag."
She looked at him with utter disgust. She wasn't sure at this moment who she despised more, Eric or herself.
The slap caught her across the side of the head.
"You hear me whore? I said I want my book bag!"
She quietly gathered his books and materials together, put them in the book bag and brought them to him.
"Better! Here," he said, giving her a bag from the "Naughty Lady", a store on the edge of town which specialized in women's attire that Rhonda had always considered slutty.
She withdrew the three revealing negligees, one a see through teddy, one a full length silky gown with leg slits up to the waist and a shimmering body suit, crotchless and with cut outs for the breasts to poke through in full view.
"From now on, you don't leave this apartment without my permission. Understood?"
She nodded, not able to meet his eyes.
"I want you to greet me at the door in one of those every evening and the first thing I want you to say, no matter if I'm alone or with someone is..."
He bent over and whispered in her ear for several seconds.
"Got it?" he demanded.
Again she slowly nodded that she understood.
"Tonight we're going to stay in. I want to see just how many times I can cum in that tight little body of yours."
He saw her reaction.
"What's the matter?"
"Do... you always have to be so... rough?"
"I'll take it any way I want it! What's the matter, didn't the little Black bitch enjoy it? Well, just keep in mind, you're not here to enjoy it Rhonda, you're here to give it to me whenever I want it, however I want it. Miss the orgasms with your boyfriend? Well get used to it! You're here for my pleasure. Besides, you're a whore now Rhonda, a prostitute, and prostitutes don't have orgasms."
He looked at her a final time before leaving, an expression of complete victory and superiority on his face.
"Have dinner ready at six," he commanded as he walked out the door.
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