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Whispers of Submission
Whispers of Submission
Author: Author Khepri

The Bet

Author: Author Khepri
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-09 15:28:37

The sun beat down on their sweaty brows as Cassie and her friends made their way towards the towering gate. The weight of their final exams, a burden they'd carried for weeks, had finally been lifted. A sense of liberation washed over them, a mix of relief and excitement.

"Can you believe it, guys? We're finally done!" Emily exclaimed, her voice filled with joy.

"I still can't wrap my head around it, it was hard," Sarah chimed in, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Cassie, the quietest of the group, simply smiled. She was looking forward to the break, the chance to relax and recharge. But beneath her calm exterior, a sense of anticipation stirred.

"So, what are your plans for the internship?" Emily asked, breaking the silence.

"I'm interning at a tech startup," Sarah replied, her voice filled with enthusiasm. "I can't wait to dive into the world of coding and innovation."

"I'm going back to work at the marketing agency. I'll try a different department though," Emily said. "What about you Cassie?"

Cassie paused for a moment. "I have no idea. I don't want to go back to my previous work," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

"You could come work with me," Emily suggested.

"We'll see," Cassie replied.

As they approached the gate, the conversation shifted to lighter topics. The girls teased Cassie about her innocent nature, her reputation as the good girl who had never been with a guy.

"Ooh, I forgot to tell you about that guy I met last week. Damn, that man can fuck," Emily started.

"Which man Emily? If I can remember correctly, you met three men last week," Sarah teased.

Emily did not take offense. She believed in sampling the men in the dating pool till you found the right fit. She was always ready to leave a relationship if it did not benefit her. Sarah, on the other hand was a mix of both Emily and Cassie. Cassie was soft-spoken and preferred to have one boyfriend at a time.

"The man we met at that bar last weekend," Emily answered.

"Juan?" Cassie asked.

"Wait, that was his name?" Emily asked.

"Hold on, you want to say you slept with a man and you didn't know his name?" Sarah asked, shocked.

"I thought he was called Martin," Emily said. "Blame the wine, not me.

"He was called Juan Martin," Cassie answered.

"See, I did not forget his name," Emily defended herself lightly.

"Ah," Sarah commented. "At least you remembered his second name. That is a win.

"It sure is," Cassie said.

"So, about Juan Martin..." Sarah cued.

"Yeah, Juan Martin. I was saying he can really fuck," Emily repeated.

Cassie blushed hard you'd think she was the one who had uttered those words. She felt embarrassed and hoped that someone had not heard Emily. She was bold and always spoke her mind unlike Cassie who was mostly quiet and timid. It was not like she did not know about sex, it was just that she had never tried it, with anyone.

Cassie's one and only boyfriend had dumped her when he had realised that she was not going to give him her precious cookie. At first, he had pretended to like the idea of celibacy, but when the celibacy journey had gone for more than nine months, he had gone ahead and broken the journey with another woman. Cassie had been hurt but not heartbroken. She had consoled herself that maybe he was not the right person. She had decided to focus on her PHD. That had been two years ago.

"For real?" Sarah asked.

"Every time I think about it, I get a tingle. Do you know what I regret not doing?" Emily asked.

"Did you forget to show him how you get down?" Sarah teased.

"No, I regret that it was just a one-night stand. I wish it was more. I wouldn't mind getting that kind of a fuck again," Emily said.

"You could call him and see if he is down for a repeat," Sarah suggested.

"We didn't exchange contacts," Emily said. "But not to worry, I will find him through his socials."

"What about you Cassie, have you managed to get rid of your badge of honour aka your virginity?" Sarah asked.

Cassie had been quiet, just taking in the conversation between her friends. She had no experience so she did not know what to say.

"I am waiting for the right person," Cassie answered. This was her go-to answer whenever the topic of her virginity came up. She did not what else to say.

"Come on, Cassie," Emily said, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "You can't be a virgin forever. You're going to turn twenty-six soon. It's time to break that damn virginity."

Sarah giggled. "Yeah, it's about time you got some action. Leg-shaking fuck for that matter."

Cassie blushed. She knew they were just teasing her, but it still made her uncomfortable. She wasn't ready to talk about her lack of experience, especially not with her friends.

"Whatever," she mumbled, trying to change the subject.

"Hey, I have an idea," Emily said, her eyes lighting up. "Let's make a bet. If you can't get someone to fuck you before Monday, you owe us dinner. And your crystal globe. I have wanted that thing for ages."

Sarah and Cassie exchanged a look. They knew Emily was serious. She was always up for a challenge, and she loved to push people out of their comfort zones.

"I'm in," Sarah said, grinning.

Cassie hesitated. She wasn't sure if she wanted to participate in this ridiculous bet. But she also didn't want to turn twenty-six while still a virgin.

"Fine," she said, finally giving in. "I'm in."

If winning a bet was going to have her lose her virginity, then she better do it. After all, maybe there was no right person.

As they walked through the gate, Cassie couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. She had no idea how she was going to lose her virginity by Monday. But she was determined to win the bet, no matter what it took.

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  • Whispers of Submission    Backseat pleasure

    The restaurant was softly lit, the air warm with the scent of herbs and simmering sauces. The golden glow from the pendant lights washed over their table, casting delicate shadows across Reggie’s face. Cassie could see why people called the place romantic. She wasn’t sure if Reggie had realized that when he brought her here or if he was pretending not to notice.Reggie had taken the lead with the menu, ordering for both of them after she admitted she had no idea what half the dishes meant. “Trust me,” he’d said, his voice low and confident. “You’ll like it.”Someone passing by stopped suddenly at their table. “Reggie! It’s been ages, man.”Reggie stood, shaking the man’s hand. “Hey, Asher’s friend, right?”Cassie blinked as both men turned toward her.“Yes," the man said with a smile. "Cassie, this is Marcus. We’ve met a few times through your brother,” Reggie said easily.“Ah, the famous Cassie. Nice to meet you,” Marcus said with a polite smile before glancing back at Reggie. “Anyw

  • Whispers of Submission    Day After

    Reggie entered the doors of the office a little past noon, exhausted and sleepy. The meeting on the other side of town had dragged far longer than he’d planned. What was supposed to be a two-hour investor briefing had turned into a six-hour ordeal of negotiations, paperwork, and tedious formalities.He’d smiled, shaken hands, done what was expected of him, but his mind had never really been there. It kept drifting back to the apartment to Cassie. He wanted them to be friends seeing as they shared an apartment whenever he was in town. But the lines had been blurred already; he cared more than a friend could.Now the deal was finally signed, the documents handed over, and the project was officially in motion. His team would handle most of it from tomorrow. He sank into his chair, stretching his back. The silence of his office was a strange comfort, but also empty. He pulled out his phone and typed out a message before he could second-guess himself.Reggie: Back at the office. The meetin

  • Whispers of Submission    Decisions

    Cassie woke up to the sound of her alarm blaring like an angry horn. She groaned, squinting at the clock on her bedside table. 8:17 a.m.“Oh no, no, no,” she muttered, throwing the covers off. She was supposed to be at the office by eight-thirty.She felt rested but panicky. She stumbled into the bathroom, brushed her teeth, and hurriedly showered before leaving the bathroom in a huff, leaving a trail of water in her wake. When she came downstairs, Reggie was standing in the kitchen, scrolling through his phone with a cup of coffee in hand.He looked up when he heard her footsteps. “Morning, Sleeping Beauty.”Cassie winced. “Please, you are not helping.”“You overslept,” he said mildly, glancing at his watch. “Lift?”Cassie blinked at him, surprised. “You don’t have to...”“I’m heading that way, remember?” he interrupted with a small smile, and set his mug down. “Come on. You’ll be late.”He was already dressed in one of his numerous blue suits. This one had silver buttons. He had pai

  • Whispers of Submission    Dinner interruptions

    Dinner was quiet at first, nobody spoke lest they disturbed it.The clatter of utensils and the faint hum of music from Reggie’s phone filled the background, softening the edges of the awkwardness that lingered since the morning. The aroma of garlic, herbs, and roasted chicken hung in the air, cozy and inviting.Reggie had cooked something simple but beautiful; lemon-butter pork, sautéed vegetables, and mashed potatoes.She took a bite, closed her eyes, and groaned softly. “This is so good. You could give me a run for my money.”Reggie glanced at her from across the table, hiding a smile. “You are far much better than me. I am glad you like it.”“Like it?” she said with mock indignation, pointing at her plate with her fork. “This is better than half the restaurants I’ve been to. You could open your own place.”He chuckled. “Don’t give me ideas. I already have too many projects as it is.”Cassie smiled, then tilted her head curiously. “Seriously though, who taught you to cook like thi

  • Whispers of Submission    Hangover

    Morning came too soon.The dull ache in Cassie’s head throbbed behind her eyes like a slow drumbeat. The faint light filtering through the curtains didn’t help either; it only reminded her that the world was still turning while she wished it would pause, just for a little while.She rolled over, groaning as the events of the previous night trickled back like fragments of a bad dream; the balcony, the argument, the wine, her reckless words.You’re scared… You’re a coward… You’re not my brother.Cassie winced, pressing a hand to her forehead. “Oh God.”A soft knock came at the door before she could decide whether to bury herself under the blankets forever.“Cassie?” Reggie’s deep but careful voice called She didn’t answer, hoping he’d think she was asleep.The door opened anyway. He stepped in quietly, holding a tray. The smell of soup hit her first , warm, soothing, laced with ginger and garlic.“I thought you might need this,” he said, his tone neutral but gentle. “And some water. T

  • Whispers of Submission    The Confrontation

    Reggie’s footsteps echoed through the quiet living room as he walked back inside. The air felt heavier somehow, the faint buzz of the gin still lingering in his blood. He told himself he was doing the right thing, walking away before he made another mistake.But before he could reach the stairs, he heard the sound of the sliding door behind him.“Don’t you dare walk away from me again,” Cassie said, her voice sharp with frustration.Reggie froze. He didn’t turn immediately, his jaw tightening. “Cassie...”“No,” she cut him off, stepping into the room. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair loose around her face, the wine glass still in her hand. “You don’t get to just walk off like that. Not after...” she gestured vaguely toward the balcony “...all that.”He turned slowly to face her. “I think we’ve both had enough for one night.”Cassie let out a breathy, humorless laugh. “Enough of what? You saying one thing and doing another?”Reggie rubbed the back of his neck. “You’re drunk, Cassie.”

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