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20.1-Comforting

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Justine - On the evening of Wednesday, the 28th

I’m anxiously sitting in the car, tapping my foot, and staring at the front door of Lola’s building. Damien’s been gone for only minutes Waiting alone has my nerves rattled from the unknown.

Digging my nails into my palms, I can only assume they are getting things together. If it’s as bad as I think, I can get Lola some help through my private women’s shelter. It’s a remarkable place with experienced counselors and therapists.

However, the memory makes me want to do this myself, as Lola deserves a soft personal hand. She needs to know someone cares. My heart skips a beat thinking about my past and those who were there for my darkest moments.

Although the woman, Gemma, who helped me most, is no longer with us. She took me under her wing, nurtured my soul, and introduced me to Damien, Gio, and Markum. They are the three most influential men in my life, and they healed my trauma which is precisely what I want for Lola.

Back when I lived
Demona Maxwell

It's good to see people helping in such a selfless manner, and Lola needs this. However, with Justine's past, we could see a change in her soon. Will Justine's trauma cloud how she helps Lola now? Please leave me your theories in the comments, and don't forget to drop those Gems and help make Anything for Lola more popular.

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    “Nathan cheats on me,” Lola whimpers, “He drinks and beats on me, and he-” Lola’s talking to me, but she’s also putting it together. I can see it in her eyes; she’s never said these things aloud. I didn’t either till I got the help I needed to get away. Her tears spill over as the words pour out as Lola explains everything that happened. She mentions horrible instances of him hurting her for no reason and forcing her into sex nightly. He even allows his friend to gawk and touch Lola without her permission. Again, this is a situation I know all too well. Lola doesn’t have to give me details as I have lived through all this myself. I open my arms to her when I think she’s finished. She dives into me, crying. I want to kiss her sorrows away, but I hold. “I’m sorry, Lola,” I say, comforting her till she settles. Again, she squirms, wincing out in genuine agony. I immediately drop my hands from her and apologize. But that’s the second time she flinched away at a light shoulder caress.

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  • Anything For Lola   21.1-Leaving

    Lola - On the evening of Wednesday, the 28th When Justine walked through the door, I broke, telling her everything, things only my journal knows. She is genuinely kind with her care of me. I hate that I flinched away several times because of the pain. I was mortified to expose myself to her, but Justine listened with a sincere heart. It’s strange to know she’s been in my shoes before. She is only concerned about my well-being and safety. Justine doesn’t press me to go to the hospital or call the police. Which I’m thankful for. I feel ashamed enough; doing those things would only make me feel worse. We move from the kitchen to the bathroom, and Justine helps to apply my makeup. Her hands are gentle, and she did a fantastic job. Looking in the mirror, I don’t recognize myself. You can hardly see anything, but I feel it and know it’s only temporary. When we are finished with my camouflage, I lead her to my bedroom and pack a few more things. Justine insists I won’t return for a whil

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  • Anything For Lola   21.2-Leaving

    “But I come in occasionally to get away from the city and to check up on my investment,” Justine says like it’s common knowledge. “Wait, you own this place?” I ask stupidly.” “Silent owner, but yes, Lola,” she says coolly, and I’m shocked. Justine’s sitting on the sofa, watching me so intently. I blush as I’m amazed by everything, but more so by her. I think she’s enjoying my reactions, as she hasn’t stopped smiling at me. “And the restaurant the other night?” I ask, remembering her not paying for the meal. “Yes, there too, again silent. These are two of my favorite places, and I hoped you would enjoy them, as I like sharing them with you,” Justine trails off, making me stop dead in my tracks. I heard that right. She brought me to these places to make me feel better. I’m beyond appreciative of her generosity. Without thinking, I leap forward, kissing Justine. The act makes us both redden as I’m all over her, but I can’t help it. Her lips are so soft and inviting that I could get

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  • Anything For Lola   22.1-Sweet

    Lola - Late Evening of Wednesday, the 28th The memories of being beaten come flooding into my mind. I can’t shake them. My wonderful moment with Justine is ruined as I’m blinded with hate. I close my eyes to center myself; only it makes it worse. I see Nathan’s vexing sneer while his cold fist connects with my face. The exact spot is throbbing from a simple embrace. I take my hand, barely tapping my skin to soothe the ache. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, Lola. I should’ve waited or been gentler,” Justine says sullenly. I close my eyes, working through the pain, trying not to cry. I feel her take my hand in an attempt to comfort me. Through clenched teeth, I smile, pretending I’m all right, but my heart is racing. “Damien, please go see what Gio has for pain and bruising,” she instructs, and he quickly leaves, “I forgot to ask earlier. I’m sorry again, Lola.” When the door slams closed, I panic and fan myself violently. Justine leads me to the couch and helps me to sit. She joins in

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  • Anything For Lola   22.2-Sweet

    I sit patiently as the soapy cloth goes down my arms to my legs and back up my chest. Circling my breast, Justine avoids lingering, but the movements send my nipples peeking at her attention to detail. She then expertly washes my face of all the makeup. “Would you like me to wash your hair?” she whispers, causing more bumps to follow her tempting words. “Yes, please. I would love that,” I hum as my heart skips a beat. Justine takes shampoo, working it into a lather, washing my scalp with her fingertips. This feeling is intense, and she has me so relaxed that I’m melting. I could fall asleep right here as she massages my head lightly with conditioner and rinses it with precision. “Did I miss anything?” Justine asks in my ear, making me shiver. A bath has never felt this good, and not once have I been cared for like. I want her to do more, but I am clean. Staring into Justine’s eyes has me second-guessing what I’m about to say. “I don’t think so,” I say, blushing. “Would you like

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  • Anything For Lola   23.1-Breaking

    Nathan - Late Evening of Wednesday, the 28th Who the hell was that fucker? I’ve never seen him before. If I do again, I’ll kill them both for this. That asshole for touching what’s mine and Lola for fucking around. Stupid bitch, she’s a fucking slut hypocrite. I ran back to my truck, bleeding and angry with Lola for allowing this. I tried calling only to get her voicemail again. Hitting the dashboard, I let out my aggravation waiting for the beep. “Who the fuck was he, Lola? That cocksucker broke my nose! You better not be fucking him, Or you will fucking regret it, you stupid bitch! Do you understand me? I better not see him near you again, you slut!” I screamed all that into the receiver and threw the phone aside angrily. Pissed off, I wipe my nose clean before starting the truck. I barely miss a car pulling out onto the road. The driver honks at me, not that I care, speeding down the lane to Daniel’s place. This shit is not over with, Lola. She will pay for this freakout of he

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  • Anything For Lola   23.2.Breaking

    Nathan - Early Morning of Thursday the 30th I woke up in my truck parked outside Daniel’s apartment. I smell like crap and need a shower. I can only think about my girl while rubbing at the bulge in my pants. 6:16 AM - Babe, I miss you. I’m fucking sorry. I know she won’t answer this early and head inside Daniel’s place. I see Brandy is still there. Good, I can use that mouth. I grab her, and we take a shower together. Brandy sucks out my cock while I imagine Lola yet again. Still not satisfied, I fuck her aggressively, bent over the counter. All the while, Daniel records us, invigorating me. “Fuck, yes. You better take it all bitch,” I grunt, slamming into her repeatedly. Slut likes it, too, screaming my name for more. Fuck, like this is how you start the day, and I will teach Lola. She’ll learn it one way or another. When I get her back, this will be her job. And I finish pounding out my morning wood and making my plans. Once my cock is drained thoroughly, I get dressed, and

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  • Anything For Lola   24-Planning

    Justine - Early Morning of Thursday the 29th It’s almost one o’clock as I look at Lola, brushing some hair from her face. Today was traumatic for her, and I want to wipe it away with another kiss. She seems at peace, finally resting. I don’t want to wake her, either. I’m only restless and can never sleep after a stressful day like this. Rather than moping, I pick up my phone to text Damien. He responds, but the ding startles Lola. I silence the notifications quickly. She settles, and I’m able to continue my response. Damien - I sent you an email containing all her info. Me - Perfect, I can’t sleep and need something to do. Damien - I would offer to help, but I know your answer. Me - Not tonight. Lola is more important. Damien - I agree Just as I receive another message, Lola starts twitching in my arms. She’s whimpering lightly and obviously dreaming. Shifting violently, she knocks my phone to the bed and bellows, “Get out, Nathan!” I drop my arms, as my ears are ringing, but

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  • Anything For Lola   54-Work

    Lola - On the morning of Monday the 31st In the morning, I’m woken up by Justine trying to convince me not to go to work. Her mouth is latched onto a nipple while she stimulates my clit with her fingers. Purring through the ecstasy, I plead for mercy. Damien is no help, instead demanding I stay still while Justine negotiates. She is talented in her argument, bringing up good points with her tongue. She even consults with Damien to hammer out the final bargain. “It’s time for payback,” I moan through an orgasm. “Does that mean you are staying home?” she asks through kisses. “No, but you can try and persuade me again,” biting into her breast. After our exhausting bedroom tussle, I take a solo shower to prepare for the day. Justine and Damien don’t like the idea but are letting me go back to work. I haven’t had to do anything for over a month and need some normalcy to my routine. When I get out, I find my work uniform laundered and ready for me on the bed. I gasped, seeing it so re

  • Anything For Lola   53-Winning

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  • Anything For Lola   52.2-Temptation

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  • Anything For Lola   52.1-Temptation

    Justine - On Saturday the 22nd Another week passes with Damien being a slave to us. Not once has he faltered, showering us in his comforting embrace. No more sulking as he watches us sleep, and he doesn’t leave in the early morning. Lola’s better now for it, no longer having nightmares or panic attacks. She hasn’t needed a sedative since her stand on the matter. Her bruises are fading but can still be covered with make-up or scarves. Damien removes them every chance he gets to kiss her nape apologetically. I think it’s the only reason Lola wears them. And Damien falls for it every time. I love him more now that I see his relationship with Lola. Damien’s perfect for her; she loves him too. Even if she hasn’t said it, I see it. We have that in common. Regardless of how we handle emotional stress. Lola is resuming her training and insisting that Markum and Damien help her. I’m so proud. I have joined in on occasion, but not today. It’s firearms training, and she needs no distraction

  • Anything For Lola   51.2-Kisses

    They haven’t noticed me, making my mind flutter. I want them both and need to set the pace. Grabbing my ointment, I skipped to Justine with a smile. She applies it softly to my sore spots, kissing me after application. She’s happier now than she has been all week. This is how it’s supposed to be. Glancing at Damien, he’s watching us with a cheerful grin. “Do you like my pj’s?” I ask him while wiggling my hips. Damien’s smile widens; I know he does. He picked them out after all, and he’s perked up below, making me grin when he replies, kissing my forehead. “Yes, Lola, you look beautiful.” “You do, my love. Are you ready for bed?” Justine asks, kissing my shoulders. “As long as we are all in it, then yes,” I say while looking at Damien, and he nods. “May I tuck you in?” he asks with another kiss on my hand. “Yes, sir,” I bashfully grin at his tempting look. He growls, scooping me up and placing me under the covers tenderly. He does the same for Justine and then fluffs the comfor

  • Anything For Lola   51.1-Kissses

    Lola - On the Evening of Saturday the 15th I let in Gio and Markum at the special knock. I’m happy to see them, but I was expecting Damien first. I try to hide my disappointment by cuddling with them in the doorway, asking what’s for supper. “It’s a surprise and will be along shortly my dear,” Gio says with a grin. “Lola, you look adorable,” Markum says while Gio helps me twirl. “Thank you, but where’s Damien?” I shyly ask. “Last I saw, he was getting ready,” Gio says with a kiss on my hand. I take a deep breath to calm my anxiety. They wouldn’t lie to me, and I must be patient. Gio pours us some mixed drinks, and I sit to relax with them. Markum’s telling a cute story about Gio when he’s interrupted by another knock. The door opens, and in comes the food trolley being pushed by Damien. He does look handsome and clean-cut compared to earlier, but his servitude makes me furrow my brows. “Dinner is served,” he says proudly. “No. That’s not what I meant. I wasn’t punishing you, D

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