DAVID POV:Without showing a single hint of shyness, she sat up inviting me for another fascinating sight of her beautiful God-crafted molds.Could I ever be obsessed with someone’s boobs?Well, with Eloise I could get obsessed with anything.“Would you like to have some coffee?” I offered, trying my best to not keep my eyes on her naked body in front of me.“Uhmm, I would like to have something else…” She bit her lips seductively, and her nipples tightened in an instant giving me another open invitation.I breathed heavily, and as usual, my cock started to twitch wanting her closer. And I moved, unknowingly I was moving towards her to begin another passion, to possess her completely.KNOCK … KNOCK …“Dad?” It was George and immediately I turned and went to the door before he would enter and found Eloise naked in my bed.“Yes, son.” I stood at the door shielding Eloise’s view from George’s eyes.George didn’t say anything but rubbed his hands over his stomach which was an indication t
DAVID POV:CLICKThe familiar sound filled my surroundings, the sound of loading a gun, my gun.BOOMI turned and there stood Eloise wearing her clothes, and staring at me with hatred in her eyes, “You can’t hide what you had done, David.” She seethed.“You knew.” I narrowed my eyes at her, feeling a little tug at my heart.I really thought she had changed.FUCK…“Hah…” She sneered aloud, “What a person you are, David. Even in my wildest thought, I would never think of you to be the man who would harm anyone or raise a finger at any person.” She looked amused by my identity.“So, when did you know about it?” I asked, rising to my feet.“Ah… Ah…” She held the gun up in warning, indicating to me to not move a single inch from my place.“The day you came for the massage, I saw that mark on your back which was very similar to that masked man, and later when you fucked me, you called me, “Loise” Only the masked man called me with that name.” She revealed and I stayed at my place looking at
DAVID POV:I brought a plastic bag from the basement while Geroge stayed in the backyard, utterly quiet and calm.I couldn’t believe that he had just killed Eloise. I am still not able to see a single trace of fear on his face which surprised me, but at this moment dumping Eloise’s body was more important than focusing on Geroge’s emotions.Eloise deserved that death, she deserved it. My son has taken my revenge and I can’t be more proud of him for making such a huge move.I put Eloise’s body into the big plastic bag. It was difficult to do it alone because she has become unusually heavy, but somehow I did. I didn’t allow Geroge to get closer to her dead body.Geroge stayed at his place watching me all the time, he was still holding the gun in his hand and lost in deep thought.I don’t know what will happen next but I need to focus on my son more to erase this awful memory from his mind.“Stay here, George. I’ll be back soon.” I told him and then drove away.I found a good spot, and t
NEW CHARACTERS - NEW PLOT - NEW STORYPatsy POV:It’s difficult to live in a home where your existence doesn't matter at all, but it’s more difficult when out of nowhere your stepfather starts to pick on you.My name is Patsy, I am 18 years old, and my mother just remarried to a man who appears to be my bully, now.He wasn’t like this before but since we moved to his bungalow and I celebrated my 18th birthday, things have started to change.A bizarre change.Like how he tells me to dress properly, what’s wrong with roaming around in my shorts and bra? After all, I am in my home, but no, he has a problem with it.For instance, if I wear a tee and to rest my boobs I remove my bra for a while, so he would start nagging me to cover my things which are my nipples.Like seriously, except for my room, I can’t stay in peace and there also, sometimes I find him barging into me when I am in the most awkward position, like pulling down my bodysuit or standing just in a thong.“I have given you a
PATSY POV:I sort of freeze as Harry leans in.He’s going to kiss me. It’s no surprise. I knew he wanted that from me (or more) when he texted me and asked me to hang out, but I guess I just wasn’t prepared for the reality of it all.Harry is the captain of the varsity hockey team at my school. He’s also got a scholarship for college next year, and a lot of people say he’ll one day end up in the NHL. I had a big crush on him three years ago, but he wouldn’t even look at me, so when he asked for my number last week at school, how could I say no?Harry asking me out is like NASA asking me to join an expedition to the moon; it just shouldn’t happen. But it did, and that’s how I ended up here.I had it all planned out, and it’s working. But now – now I don’t know what to do.Do I really want to kiss him?No, that’s a stupid question. Of course, I don’t. I want him to want to kiss me. That’s all. God, Baron is right; I’m so immature. He’s been telling me that for six months now, but it’s h
PATSY POV:“This is what that boy would have done to you,” Baron tells me, slipping a finger in the hem of my shorts. My core goes tight, trembling as he pulls. I want to stop him, but I can’t move. My body will not listen to me. “Every action has a consequence, and acting like a slut will get you treated like a slut.”He pulls harder, and when I feel the cool air on my mound, I manage to make myself move. I snatch his wrist with one hand and try to stop him, but all it does is make him laugh.“How can you be so naïve? Do you really think you can fight me off? You couldn’t even fight off that little pussy boy back there, and I’m twice his size.”A burst of heat flares inside me, wrapping me in its painful embrace like my blood has been replaced by lava. Shame. It overwhelms me as my stepdad pulls my shorts down over my hips. They fall to the floor, leaving me standing before him in nothing but my panties.“Christ, a fucking thong too. When did you start wearing those?”“I…I’m eighteen
PATSY POV:I look at myself in the mirror pleased by the choice of Baron, That asshole really has good taste.I turn around to see if the back is as sexy as the front.Yeah, it is.The red lingerie on my body compliments my skin, and as I have added the red lipstick on my lips, it’s adding the charm.Taking my phone, I start to take mirror selfies of myself in lingerie, I look damn hot.Yes!!!And then choosing a few, I posted them on my social media account. Let's see who is the ugly one here, Harry.Just in two minutes, people start to react, booing Harry for getting dumped by me. Pleasingly, I started to read all the comments one by one, and just as I was so lost in celebrating my victory, I didn’t hear the knock at my door.And the door opens.“Imani… In my study, now.” Baron barks, making me drop my phone from my hand.His eyes wander on my body with no emotion, but a muscle in his jaw clenched when he notices the phone in my hand.“With your phone.” He adds and forgetting about
PATSY POV:Taking a deep breath, I slowly move my hand down, down, down between my legs until I find it, the spot that gets me there. Only this time when I touch it, my body responds differently.The jolt of sensation is sharp, almost painful, and rocks me. My legs quiver and I have to brace myself against the wall. I hear a groan from Baron and open my eyes to see him stroking his slick cock up and down with a strong hand.“See, you can do it. You’re a good little slut, aren’t you?”I’m nothing more than a visual to him. His eyes are focused on me the same way as if he were watching a movie. I move my finger slowly, circling my clitoris, sending pulses of pleasure through my body. The contrast of feelings inside me is like rays of sunshine breaking through a terrible storm. Despite my humiliation, I can’t help the moan that escapes my lips.“That sweet, teenage body of yours has my cock throbbing, princess,” Baron groans, stepping closer. Isn’t this enough? Is he going to rape me now