QuinnI wanted to turn back immediately. I pulled over at a park near my house and sobbed. I believed Derrick wanted me to stay. Maybe I even believed he didn't do anything with that girl. He was so wild and panicked. He said all the right things and he was crying great big tears. I hurt him but he hurt me first. I couldn't trust him as long as Alex was in his life. Even if he carved Alex completely out, I still wasn't sure I would be able to trust him.All I could was sit here and think. I left my phone on the counter. We had the same phone plan, which Derrick dutifully paid for every month. He'd be able to find me the same way I was able to find him. I didn't want that, so I left it. He'd be able to talk me back home. I loved him and I didn't want to leave. I wanted to believe every word that dripped from his mouth. I also didn't want to go to mom and dad's. That would be the first place he'd look for me.I didn't have much of a plan beyond getting out of the house. I sat at a picni
This chapter follows after the bonus chapter titled Ethan, which is a bonus chapter after Book 2.EthanAfter I gave Quinn her orgasm, I sent her back home to her mother's with a few new rules. She wasn't to orgasm without me present. That was number one. Number two, she was to keep in contact with me. I needed to hear from her in the morning before work and when she got home after work. Number three, we will meet again in one week. Why so long? Well, I wanted her to have another therapy session before we saw each other again.I believed that she was better, but I needed to trust her. I wanted to put together a plan about getting her where she needed to be. I gave her a much-needed orgasm, and I gave her the anticipation for more. Step one of the plan, done. What should be next, I wondered? There was so much I could do and, frankly, wanted to do. Fantasies wandered about in my head and I jerked off a couple of times throughout the week to images of Quinn in all kinds of positions. Ben
QuinnJust being with Ethan was an absolute thrill. He did sort of remind me of my Derrick, but I had come to the realization that what I felt in the past was almost childish compared to the way Ethan made me feel. I'd done a lot of growing up in the years since his death. That was true. But there was some darker edge to Ethan that gave me this euphoria I had never experienced before. Maybe if Derrick and I had more time, we would have explored our sexuality more. I would never know, and I let thoughts of him drift away. This time, though, it wasn't because of excruciating emotional pain. This time it was because I knew he was my past and Ethan was my future.I took in Ethan's thick length, my eyes devouring him. He had a beautiful co8ck made for fu8cking. Unfortunately, most men were not so well-endowed. I took him in my hand and guided his tip to my mouth. I wanted this. To taste him. But also to return the favor. He'd given me two mind-blowing orgasms and I wanted to give him the sa
Analiese - Prologue - Two Years AgoMy ex-boyfriend Dylan is such a dic8k. I'm not sure what I ever saw in him. But well, maybe I shouldn't be too hard on myself. He's very handsome. Tall, athletic, charming. But all of that hid his dark side away from me. I never realized how sh8itty of a person he was until I found out what he had done. That's when I finally broke up with him.The other day, one of my friends told me he was cheating, but I didn't believe her. I thought there was no way in hell he'd do something like that. Sure, we hadn't done the deed yet, but I was confident we would soon. I was a virgin and it would be my first time. I hadn't exactly told him that, just that I wanted our first time to be special.Maybe subconsciously, I knew he couldn't be trusted? We have done some heavy petting. I'd even given him a blowy once. He'd never given me an orgasm, but I naively thought that would happen once we went all the way. I've since realized that he was a very selfish and self-c
Oscar - Prologue - Two years agoI was standing in the hallway with Brody waiting for Analiese to leave her classroom. Ever since I saw her fall out of that car in the parking lot the other day, I'd been watching out for her. I wasn't being shy about it either. There was something about that girl that brought out all of my protective instincts. Those were some new emotions and I didn't know what to do with that sh8it. Girls were for fucking, not saving. But with Analiese, all I wanted to do was wrap her up in a protective bubble and keep her away from anyone that wanted to do her harm. Especially that fuck Dylan.The school was rampant with rumors about how much and how often he cheated on Analiese. Normally, I wouldn't make it my business, but I guess she found out about him, and now she was going to great lengths to avoid him. He was vindictive though and he kept pursuing her. Rumors were flying that Analiese was terrible in bed, and that Dylan had broken up with her. I didn't think
Analiese - Present DayKylie and I were hanging out at her house. She was back from her home in North Carolina and was going to be staying here for good. She was pretty upset that her stepdad, Edgar, had tried to force himself on her. The worst part is that her mother didn't believe her. Kylie felt like she had to leave her home like a thief in the night. She'd only been here a few weeks, but someone was stalking her now. Would she ever get a break?I brought Chinese food and Kylie made brownies. She'd offered to make popcorn while we watched movies, but I was stuffed. We turned on an old move and talked while Kylie brushed and braided my hair. Then we giggled about how hot Brody was. I've always had a bit of a crush on him, but he never noticed me. Brody only had eyes for Kylie, so I squashed that, especially since I met Oscar. Then Kylie went off to college and this was really her first time back since. I had a few other friends from the neighborhood and school, but they had also gon
OscarI was working at Club Voyeur tonight. It was a typical night. If anything about working at a se8x club could be called typical, then this was it. Can I say that if you've seen one person get spanked on the padded bench, you've seen them all? Okay, I was a little jaded. It just wasn't doing it for me tonight. I'd become bored watching other people get off every night. Shocker, am I right? I never thought that would be the case. I used to love porn and this was just a super kinky extension of that but... Not tonight. Not in a while. If I was honest with myself, I would say, not in years, but I was heavily in denial.It wasn't like I wasn't interested in sex. I most certainly was. I was a healthy, straight, adult male. And I liked to fuck like one. Any and every chance I got usually except lately, well, let's just say, it wasn't as satisfying doing the deed with a bunch of random women. I'm just as surprised as you, I mean come on, this place is full of women who want to be, well,
Analiese - Present DayKylie and I were hanging out at her house. She was back from her home in North Carolina and was going to be staying here for good. She was pretty upset that her stepdad, Edgar, had tried to force himself on her. The worst part is that her mother didn't believe her. Kylie felt like she had to leave her home like a thief in the night. She'd only been here a few weeks, but someone was stalking her now. Would she ever get a break?I brought Chinese food and Kylie made brownies. She'd offered to make popcorn while we watched movies, but I was stuffed. We turned on an old move and talked while Kylie brushed and braided my hair. Then we giggled about how hot Brody was. I've always had a bit of a crush on him, but he never noticed me. Brody only had eyes for Kylie, so I squashed that, especially since I met Oscar. Then Kylie went off to college and this was really her first time back since. I had a few other friends from the neighborhood and school, but they had also go
AnalieseWhen I woke, I was sore everywhere, it seemed. I flipped on my stomach and pushed myself off the bed. When I went to the bathroom, I stood over the toilet, not even trying to sit down. That was only ten licks. He had promised twenty, and I had a feeling he would deliver the rest. I had requested the riding crop next, and I wasn't looking forward to it at the moment.Then I thought about all the things he did as a whole, and I was ready to go find him. He'd denied me orgasms so far. I was hoping for a final result with fireworks at the end. My throat was sore, my as8s was sore. If he fu8cked me that hard again, my pus8sy would be sore - I did feel a slight twinge - but it was nothing compared to the other pain. It wasn't even noon yet.I wasn't complaining, however. I had gotten so wet, so hot and bothered while he spanked me that my pu8sy was quivering by the time he slid inside me. I would have orgas8med in just a few more strokes. I didn't want Oscar to know that I was enjo
OscarI wasn't really mad anymore, but she didn't need to know that. I would never touch her in anger. That was a big no-no for a Dom. She'd chosen the wooden paddle and I would need her on her feet, bent over the edge of the bed. The wood was thick and long, kinda like me (hehe), so I wanted to make sure that I got her butt cheeks. The fattiest areas were best for this device. I didn't want to mistakenly hit her back, which I wouldn't, but I wanted to be safe. This was her first punishment and her first real spanking. Twenty licks was a lot too, but I couldn't go easy on her. She put herself in danger by leaving and going to his house, even if he wasn't there.Nope. Stop thinking about it. I didn't want to risk getting angry again. I was interested in what she and Mindy had to say to one another, but that could wait. I would scold her while she received her punishment. She needed a good dressing down. I worried about her the whole time she was gone. I got enough shi8t going on not to
MindyThere was a knock at the door. It was only eight in the morning. I didn't usually have visitors knock so early, so it was curious. I was an early riser, a thing that drove Dylan crazy. He hated getting up early and usually worked a second or third shift so he could sleep in. He never came home last night, which was also curious. I wondered if this had something to do with that.An ominous feeling fell over me. It sucked because I was on a serious high after my night with the guys. It had been wonderful, and it made me examine why I had put up with Dylan for all these years. Kent and J.J. were seriously good lovers without the bent of cruelty that Dylan had. It was a revelation really. I didn't feel used or abused or taken for granted this morning. I'd felt delighted.I looked out the peephole with a bit of shock. Analiese. She was a bit older, but exactly how I remember her from high school. I was going to get some bad news, I just knew it. I opened the door to face my fate."He
OscarAna made some valid points. She wanted to be informed about things going on in her own life. I get that. Not many people like to be left in the dark, especially when it pertains to their own lives. I had my reasons for not giving her the plan, mostly because I didn't want her inside freaking out about what was going on outside. I didn't have time to get her out of here, not when I thought Dylan might be out there watching.I didn't want to wait until dinner. I lied a bit when I said I was calling Moe. I needed to ask Bill to look around the house and see if he finds any indication that someone had been looking in the windows at her old house. I don't think this is the first time Dylan has done something like this. I need information to move forward.It was one of the days that Bill decided to work from home. He went outside immediately when I explained the situation. He remembered Dylan from the high school days and knew that something had happened to break them up. I had explai
AnalieseThere is a war going on inside me. First, I want to be strong. I am strong. I've gotten through to the other side of what could have been a tragedy in my life. The second part, I needed help to get there. Oscar was there for me every step of the way. I no longer sit around moping, thinking why me? I moved forward towards the goal of being myself again. So then, I'm strong again. A continuous and seemingly endless circle.Where would I be if he hadn't called me that first night in the car after our rescue? I shudder to think that I would be lying around my house, depressed and alone. With no hope. What is worse than living without hope? Nothing. Those without hope struggle to live, to move on and recover. They often use violence against themselves. They become addicts to escape. They may even contemplate death. I cringe. I'd never been down that road in my mind before and shied away from its implications.Oscar didn't talk about it with me last night, but I know Dylan was afte
MindyDylan left after he showered. I didn't expect him home anytime soon. When he says he'll be late, it's always true. I'm surprised that he actually left me alone. He's never had me entertain the guys without him supervising and directing the action. He's definitely the dominant personality of their trio. I was wondering how Kent and J.J. would act without Dylan here while I made dinner for one. I knew Dylan would get something to eat while he was out. It was his M.O.Because I knew him so well, I also knew he stepped out on me occasionally. I used to let it bother me, but once I realized he was never going to marry me, I let my heart grow cold for him. Now we are basically nothing more than friends with benefits. Roommates who fu8cked. He would call me his submissive. And while I was submissive to him, I didn't really like that title. I liked to say we were fuc8k buddies. Anyway, I'd taken up messing around with other men too. So I guess you could say we are even.I don't flaunt my
Dylan (POV by request)Warning: Degradation and Humiliation Kink That May Be Disturbing for Some Readers.As soon as Mindy came home from work, I pulled her inside and threw her over the back of the couch. I shoved her dress up and pulled her thong aside. My di8ck had been hard all day from seeing Analiese. She was so pretty and innocent looking. I'd been so close to fu8cking her back in high school. I put in all the work, then she found out about me and Mindy. To top it off, Oscar got involved, and it was game over for me with Ana. I've been pretty resentful ever since.Mindy had only been a toy to pass time with back then. I needed to fu8ck and Mindy liked to spread her legs. Next thing I knew, we had moved in together. She was no innocent. Not like Ana. I know I would have been her first, if I had just been more discreet. Fuc8ing Mindy behind the bleachers was a colossal mistake. It had been Mindy's idea. She loves public se8x even to this day. But Mindy was a who8re. She had fuc8ke
OscarI watched her fine ass walk away from me and I sighed. Now was not the time to get hard. I used my imagination anyway. Ana would go to the bedroom and get naked. Her beautiful body would be bare in a few moments, and I was stuck out here with this douche8bag. I looked down at him when he moaned. He'd be awake soon. My neighbors didn't seem to notice the fight, but they will notice the cops milling around soon. I hear the sirens stop wailing as they pull along the street outside the gate.I told Ana the story I would tell the cops. She was smart enough to follow my lead. The story was mostly true, I just happened to be outside waiting for the sick fu8ck instead of inside with Ana. Dylan's fingerprints were on the window and screen if the cops bothered to check. I knew they would haul him away tonight. I just hope it was enough to keep him in jail a little while. Trespassing by itself probably wasn't going to do it. I hope they got him for breaking and entering, even though he nev
AnalieseCoco hears something. I look up from my phone when I see her ears co8ck to the side. I'm sitting on the couch playing a game on my phone, trying to distract myself from the fact that Oscar isn't home yet. I'm not scared or anything. I've talked with my mom and Kylie. I figured it was a good time to do those things while Oscar was out.Kylie seems to be doing well. She told me that Brody was out as well, so I told her that they guys were most likely together, planning something against Dylan. We discussed what we thought they might do. Knowing they had killed before and recently, probably crossed both of our minds, but we didn't discuss that. It wouldn't be wise, obviously, and it was too fresh. And I hated that all those good men, including my own father, were in on something like that. I had not even talked to Oscar about it. I would one day, but sometime in the future. I didn't want the details just yet. It was enough to know that those thugs would never hurt anyone else ag