Your throat was more than sore after Pete was done with you, and you knew that choir was going to suck for a couple of days. You were sitting on the desk, clothes on now since Pete didn't want you to be naked in school for so long. You felt your throat, feeling how sore it was, and damn, Pete was more rough than you thought he would be. You watched him get dressed, one leg crossed over the other as he leaned back. He watched you, eyes slightly hazed over by lust, but he could control it this time. You didn't say anything though, just waiting for a Que to leave or something. Not that you wanted to, but you agreed to Pete's rules. While blowing him, you can remember the constant saying of 'you're mine now'. You loved it though, you liked being someone else's toy. It was exciting, new, fun.
"Give me your number," Pete said, handing you his phone. You nodded, easily putting your name and number in his phone, even putting a cute emoji by it just for fun. You handed it back to him, and he chuckled softly. "Really? The heart eyes one?" He questioned, and you blushed, shrugging sheepishly. "Hm, whatever, I have new rules for you. I'll text them to you though, you need to get home princess," Pete said, holding out his hand and you took it. He pulled you into a soft kiss, different from all the others you've shared with the older man. You liked it though. Pete was first to pull back, a smile on his face as he tucked a piece of loose hair behind your ear. "You can drive, right?" He asked, and you nodded. "Good, I'll walk you out," he said, getting his stuff together. You grabbed your bag, slinging it over your shoulder while you went to unlock the door. You both walked out, not talking, but you had a small smile on your face. You walked to your car, separating yourself from Pete, but he waved goodbye, which was sweet of him. You got into your car, smiling to yourself as you drove home.
You walked into your house, saying hello to your parents quickly before you went up to your room. You set your bag down on the floor, jumping onto your bed and making yourself comfortable. You could feel your phone vibrate not shortly after, and your heart thumped in your chest.
'hey princess, you get home safe?' it read, and you felt your stomach flutter. Pete cared too, which was nice.
'yeah i did, so.. what were those rules?' you texted back, chewing on your bottom lip in anticipation.
'rule one: no touching yourself unless i say it's okay. rule two: i own you, you do as i say or there will be punishment. rule three: this doesn't change the fact that you have to still turn stuff in in class. rule four: do not, and i repeat, do not tell anyone.'
You nodded, reading over them again and again, 'okay, i understand.'
You pushed your hair back, rolling on your back as you set your phone on your stomach. You thought about it, wondering if you could go without touching yourself, but if the thing that happened after school was going to be regular, you were sure you could handle it actually. You didn't hear your phone buzz for a while, so you ended up taking a shower to get the smell of sex and sweat off of you. You took a quick shower though, getting out and eating before returning to your room to get homework done. You ended up falling asleep early that night, worn out from the activities earlier that day.
