AUTHOR'S NOTE AND WARNING TO READERS: This chapter features reluctance, anal sex, BDSM elements, spanking, piss drinking, and what could be interpreted as orgasm denial - among other things. If you are not into this, I urge you not to read this story, as I suspect things will only get worse from here on out.
Also, as mentioned in the first chapter: I am not certain if the series will include any vaginal penetration at all, as our main heroine wishes to save that for marriage. Time will tell, but if it does occur, expect it closer to the end of the story.
It is a work of fiction, and all of the sexualized characters in the story are above the age of eighteen.
This is part 2 of what is going to be an ongoing series. As mentioned in the first part; Go ahead and leave a comment if you wish for the series to include a specific kink of yours, or if there is something you'd perhaps like to see less of. Whatever you are into, I do not kink-shame anyone, and almost nothing is off the table - I am on this site to challenge myself, and writing about new kinks that I do not fully grasp myself is part of that challenge. Obviously, I will do my research. Thank you for reading.
--- DAWN OF CORRUPTION - CHAPTER 2 ---
When Dawn looked at the clock the following morning, a sense of panic immediately rushed through her. She had overslept, and missed church. It was a little past eleven o'clock already, and she honestly could not remember the last time that she had slept in this late on a Sunday. "Oh nooooo.." she said out loud. What would Jennifer think? She was almost certain she'd be terribly disappointed with her. Church was sacred, after all. But it was hopeless now. The sermon started at 10 already, and would be wrapping up by now at the very latest. Even if she rushed straight there, she wouldn't make it.
- "Forgive me, Father.." she said, with a lump in her throat, and stared at the picture of Jesus that she had hung on the wall of her dorm room. She felt so ashamed. All this because of a boy, she thought. But then she quickly pushed that thought away, because Sebastian was more than just some random boy. She really cared about him. At least, those were the kind of emotions that she felt when she thought about him.
Sebastian's jacket was still in bed with her. It still smelled of him, but was now also clearly marked with her own scent as well. In particular, the scent of her sin. She knew it was wrong - to masturbate, and to pleasure herself in such a manner, but.. Her mind went back to last night. How she had rubbed herself on his jacket. She could see her wetness all over the fabric, especially on one of the sleeves. It was very noticeable. She needed to wash this as soon as possible.
Dawn got up and took a shower, and got ready to face the day. Around noon, Jen called her, and she sighed deeply before answering, expecting to get properly scolded. But it didn't happen - In fact, Jennifer didn't even mention her absence from Church at all. That made her feel a little better about it. Instead, she talked about their shared experience from last night over at Rowland Park, although she was much too focused on Kyle.
- "He texted me good morning, you know!" she said, her voice full of glee. "How sweet is that!? He's totally into me."
- "I'm happy for you." Dawn lied. She tried to sound as genuine as possible. After all, she didn't want to come across as jealous or judgmental, nor did she want her friend to worry about her being unsupportive. If Kyle really made her happy, that was honestly all that mattered. Though she was a little worried that if they'd start dating, she'd always be the third wheel, as Jen was the only real friend she had. "Anyways. What are you up to right now?" She asked, just wanting to change the subject.
- "I don't know, why? Do you need me to come over?" Jennifer said. She sounded confused by the question. "Or do you want me to go with you to get coffee? You did sort of casually invite Sebastian, remember?" she continued. "Why?"
Dawn blinked a few times, then almost dropped her phone as she realized what day it was today. That's right! Last night she had said that she would always go to get coffee at this cute little cafe near the river on Sundays. She'd always go there after Church, although she left that part out. And she had sort of left an open invitation for Sebastian, or the whole group really, to join her there if they so desired.
"Uhm.. R-Right. Yeah. That.." she mumbled, still trying to figure out what to say, and how. She wanted to say "Oh god I can't believe I forgot!" but it seemed a bit over-dramatic to admit. She hadn't forgotten, not really. Her mind had just been occupied by other thoughts. "I didn't go today, and it's almost noon. Do you think they actually went there and I just sort of stood them up? Oh no.." she said.
- "Yeah I don't know if they actually went there. Maybe? But I'm down for a cup of coffee if you are. Why don't you just meet me there? And If I see them, I'll tell them you're coming?" Jen suggested.
Dawn agreed. It seemed to be the best solution. "Okay, see you soon.." she said and ended the phone call. She still felt like it would be awkward to go there and see them now. She had told them she usually got there around 11:30 and it'd way past noon before she'd get there now. Surely, even if they had gone, they wouldn't still be sticking around by now? Dawn felt miserable. That was two things that had gone badly already, and the day had just started! She sighed deeply, and tried her best to not let it ruin the rest of her day.
Dawn got herself ready as quickly as she could before heading off to the cafe. She wore her hair down, and it had really grown out since she started school. It was almost down to her middle back now. She usually liked to braid it in the mornings when she went to church, so that it didn't get in the way during the service. Two braids, one on each side, like a pair of twin tails. But there was no time for that now. Her hair was silky smooth and a little wavy, with a natural curl that was especially noticeable at the very end of it. Today she chose to wear black skirt, a white blouse, and a red sweater. It wasn't something she usually did, but she felt the need for a change of look today. Maybe it was her imagination playing tricks on her, but she thought she looked quite cute in it. Around her wrist, she wore the bracelet with the cross charm, as she always did. She really liked the way it glittered in the sun, feeling that it made it look divine in a way.
It was a fifteen minute walk to the coffee shop, which was in an old building on the opposite side of campus from where Dawn's dormitory was located. It was quite close to Church, which was partly why she visited there every Sunday. But it was also a cozy little place, and one that she was happy she had found. A brick-and-mortar, mom-and-pop cafe. Not one of those Starbucks that girls her age were supposed to adore. This was her sort of place.
As she approached the cafe, she couldn't help but smile, because the door had a big window and she could see inside. There was Sebastian. He was sitting at the far table in the corner, wearing black jeans, a red dress shirt, and a tie around his neck. He was talking with Jennifer and Robin, and they looked to be having a good time. Part of her wanted to turn around and walk back home immediately - She suddenly felt embarrassed and stupid about being so late, and the mere look of Sebastian made her heart skip a beat and fill her with a sort of shyness that was hard to put into words. She wanted to be as close to him as possible, yet make a full retreat all at the same time. He seemed like such an intellectual man. A cultured gentleman. He belonged with the world, not her, she thought.
Then it occurred to her that she still had his jacket at home. Perhaps she had been rude not to bring it. But it needed to be washed first. She couldn't hand it over in it's current state, that much was clear.
She walked slowly towards the door, still tempted to just turn her heels. Then Jen started waving at her from inside, and seemed to yell out a greeting, and both Sebastian and Robin turned their attention towards her, as well as at least half a dozen other patrons due to Jen being way too loud and making a scene.
Dawn froze, unsure of what to do now, and embarrassed by the attention. There was no point in trying to run now, as she had already been spotted. She muttered under her breath, tried her best to smile, and walked through the big glass doors. She was immediately met with the scent of cinnamon buns recently taken out of the oven, of freshly ground coffee beans, and the smell of baked croissants.
