All Chapters of Whispers of Submission : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Cassie felt a surge of determination. She couldn't let Emily and Sarah win this bet. She needed to prove to them that she wasn't as innocent as they thought. She was a virgin yesterday, but she could find a man to break it. It was not like she was going to propose to him right away. If she could finish her PHD and present her thesis to a bunch of no-nonsense lecturers, then she could find a man to fuck her. It was not rocket science, she reasoned. She was tired of carrying the virginity badge. She needed to set it down and let others carry it. But where to start? She couldn't just ask a random guy for sex. She was not comfortable with going to clubs, she only went because her friends insisted. She was also not brave like Emily and Sarah. She had met Emily when she joined for her PHD. Sarah had been her friend from when she was doing her Masters. She admired Emily's brazen nature. The way she was not afraid to speak her mind, the way she went for anything she wanted, that was what Ca

The masked man was not letting go anytime soon. Cassie tried to move her legs but they were tied tight. His hands were on her hips, preventing her from moving any further, his tongue assaulting her sweetly. "Ah," Cassie moaned loudly. "Mmh," said the man. It looked like he was enjoying himself. "So sweet, I could lick you forever. Or maybe I should keep you here as my sex slave, drink from your honey pot day and night." Cassie would have loved that very much. The other thing she would have loved is to let go. But she was scared that if she did, she would fall and there would be nobody to pick her up, so she tried tightening her vagina muscles to prevent whatever was coming from passing through. "Let go, now!" the masked man ordered while gently pulling her clit. That did it. Cassie moaned so loud she was afraid others might have heard her. She felt a warm liquid gush out of her. Her legs started to tremble. The man put two fingers in and worked out the orgasm in her. She w

It was cold. Cassie tightened the grey scarf hanginfg around her neck. She rubbed her hands together, hoping that they could give her some warmth. Her brother was coming to pick her from the airport. She rolled her suitcase towards the waiting lounge. It was crowded but warm. She knew her brother would call her as soon as he arrived so she was not worried.No sooner had she sat down than her phone started ringing."Hello," she responded. The number was unfamiliar."Hello, is this Cassie?" The voice on the other end asked."Yes, this is she. Who am I speaking to please?" Cassie asked. "This is Ken. I have been sent by your brother to come pick you up. I am at the parking lot of the airport. Where are you?" "Okay, I am on my way," Cass answered."It is okay, just tell me where you are. I will come help you with your bags," Ken insisted."Don't worry, I don't have much luggage. See you soon."Cassie walked towards the entrance, her suitcase following suit. As she approached the gate, s

The key stuck in the lock at first, stubborn from years of use. Cassie jiggled it gently, the metal scraping against the pins until the mechanism gave way with a soft click. She pushed the door open slowly, stepping into the quiet stillness.Her childhood home!She had lived here, before moving away, for as long as she could remember. Their father, now a fading memory, bought the house when the owner was downsizing. Cassie had been five at the time, but she could still picture her father on a ladder, painting the walls of her bedroom pink. She missed him.The air smelled faintly of lavender, her mother's favorite scent and dust, as if time had been paused, not passed. Sunlight filtered through the purple curtains in the living room, casting soft shadows on the hardwood floor. Everything was just as she remembered—familiar yet distant, like a dream she’d had too many times to believe was real.Cassie dropped her purse on the table and stood in the hallway, letting the memories come. Th

The sky had dipped into deep lavender by the time Asher pulled up in front of the house. Cassie, Sarah, and Emily hurriedly hurried with their make-up and dresses.“Your carriage awaits, ladies,” Asher told them as soon as they stepped out. Cassie had made an effort. Her mourning did not mean that she could dress like a homeless human. She laughed as she climbed into the front seat. “How very gallant of you.”Sarah and Emily squeezed into the back, their chatter spilling into the car as they buckled up.As they drove through the quiet streets of the town, the golden glow of streetlights flickered on one by one. It wasn’t a large town—just a modest collection of shops, old homes, and familiar streets lined with blooming flowers. But in the twilight, it looked almost like something out of a storybook.“This place is adorable,” Sarah said, peering out of the window. “Like something you'd see in a movie.”Emily nodded. “It’s got that sleepy charm. I love it. The kind of town where people