Once she surrendered to their desires, giving herself to the other two for whatever they wanted, the three of them sat around talking about what the future would hold for Valerie and what they expected from her. Of course, they had refused to allow her to get dressed again. She also wasn’t allowed to sit on the furniture, being made to sit on the floor with her legs open, her pussy exposed. Valerie had felt the ripple of perverse desire ripple through her as she caught both of them casting quick glances at her exposed slit, making her constantly wet. She couldn’t believe how much of an attention whore she had turned out to be. She loved their eyes on her, loved that she was naked in front of them, legs spread. She loved others’ looking at her, as well. Loved it when Scott couldn’t take his eyes off her and how Nick raked her with his hungry gaze every time he saw her. Even the neighbor kid, Dean, looked at her as if he wanted to bend her over and fuck her rig
She groaned as she reached for her phone, not in the mood to deal with her ex-husband. “What do you want?” she asked into the phone as she plopped her head back on the pillows. “Do you even know what time it is?” “That’s one hell of a greeting,” he said, disappointment filling his voice. She did not, however, feel guilty. He needed to get it through his head that they were over. “I was simply calling to check on you. That’s all.” “At eleven o’clock at night?” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to simmer down her annoyance. “And I don’t need you checking up on me. I’m fine. I’m a big girl. I’m quite capable of taking care of myself, I assure you.” “That doesn’t mean I can’t call once in a while and see how you’re doing, does it?” he asked, sounding more like the jilted schoolboy than the prick of a man she walked out on. “We were married for eight years. I kind of got used to taking care of you.” A burst of laughter exploded from her li
Valerie Tanner stepped into the shower, the hot spray beating down on her sore flesh. It had been one hell of a month, but one she would not change. Once she accepted her role in Damien Pressman’s life, he and his girlfriend, Holly Caraway, had made full use of her as their sex toy. Dipping her head under the stream of water, Valerie allowed it to beat down on her head, cascading down her short, dark hair as she braced herself on the tile wall with her palms, her eyes closed. Her pussy throbbed from where Damien had taken her with the largest dildo she ever saw, splitting her open before him as he pounded into her on the rooftop of their apartment building. She had been down on her knees, eating Holly’s pussy, the woman gripping her head and grinding her slick slit against Valerie’s face. That had been a recurring event over the past month, them taking her and using her on the roof, so the neighbors could hear her cries of pleasure. Or, sometimes, her torment. Of course, the
After downing two cups of coffee and skipping the bagel this morning, Valerie hopped in her car and headed to the university feeling pretty damn good about the direction her life was heading. It was twisted, but she couldn’t deny the way it turned her on. She wished she knew what it was that made her feel so fucking hot whenever she was around Damien? What was it inside of her that made her enjoy such depravity? Just a couple of months ago she had been what she would call a normal woman, living a normal life. She had never exposed herself to others so casually, never had sex so flippantly and easily, and never dreamed of doing the sort of things she permitted Damien and Nick, not to mention Holly, to do to her. And to add fuel to the sexual fire burning within her, last night, she agreed to allow any number of Damien’s friends to have their fun with her Thursday night at his poker game. Not for the first time, Valerie wondered if she was losing her ever-loving mind, especially knowi
Valerie walked into the apartment building, making sure the door was closed tightly behind her, and then stripped as she was ordered to do whenever she was inside the building. It was one of the first rules Damien gave her once she discovered that Holly had known all along he was using her for his own sex games, that they had actually had a bet about it all, a bet Damien had won, proving that Valerie was eager to be a depraved slut for him. Sighing, she draped her clothes over her briefcase and continued, naked, up the stairs to her apartment. She still couldn’t believe how easily she had succumbed to Damien’s machinations to get her to bend to his will, serving him and Nick in all of their debauchery. What started out as a point she needed to prove turned into something she discovered she craved. She had never been hornier than when they were making her do things, using her like a dirty slut for their perverted pleasure. She didn’t care how they humiliated her or us
Once Holly made it home, she appeared at Valerie’s apartment, informing her that they were all going out for the night, and that she was there to help Valerie get ready. “Nick will be joining us, as well as one of Damien’s other friends, Alan Rogers. They’re meeting us here in about thirty minutes.” As she spoke she moved through the house toward Valerie’s bedroom.Valerie stood and followed the redhead. “Where are we going?” This was a new twist. They had never asked her to go anywhere with them before, which somehow made Valerie a little nervous, especially with Nick tagging along.“There’s a small bar in the next town over,” Holly told her as she walked over to the closet and pulled out a flimsy, button-down white shirt and a pair of jeans. “Put these on.” She tossed them onto the bed before walking over to the dresser and rummaging through for a pair of thongs.Valerie stood there,
When the men stepped into the bar ahead of the ladies, Holly placed a hand on Valerie’s arm and held her back. Confused, Valerie turned to the redhead. “What’s wrong?” she asked.Holly pressed her lips into a thin line as she shook her head. “Nothing’s wrong,” she said. “I just wanted to give you the ground rules for the night.”The grin on her face made Valerie shiver. “Ground rules?” She should have known this wasn’t a nice night out on the town with friends. She didn’t have friends. She had owners.Holly nodded. “You’re the toy, which means we’re all here to play with you. You’re not to refuse anything that happens tonight. Even if it’s not from one of us.”Valerie felt her brows rise as her pulse quickened. Surely Holly didn’t mean for strangers to use her as well. “I don’t understand.”“We brought you
The cluster of men blocked her way to the bar and the remaining drinks, and Valerie knew she had no option but to try and suffer through their pawing of her body in order to make it to the other side. She would more than likely have to endure it on the return trip, as well. Standing there, she stared at the pack of grungy men for a moment, mustering her courage so she could make it through.“What are you waiting for?” Holly taunted from behind her. “The beers are going to get warm before you get them back here.”Valerie took another deep breath and started toward the bar, seeing no sense in putting it off any longer. However, before she managed two steps, Damien called for her to stop. She turned to face him, dread filling her.A mischievous grin spread across his face. “Unbutton another button on that shirt of yours.”She felt her eyes go wide at his order. Her breasts were practically oozing out of her shirt as it was
Valerie slid down into her chair, her gaze staring across the table at Willie and his friends. The men were still laughing as they patted the old man on the back for what he just did to her. She shuddered as she turned her focus back to Damien, waiting for him to tell her just how he intended to help her take care of how horny she was. “Come here, and let’s see if we can’t help you out with that,” he had told her once she reached them again. She simply nodded and then moved to sit beside him, Alan and Nick across from her, almost blocking her from the gazes of the others in the bar. It didn’t stop Valerie from thinking everyone in the place had their eyes on her, especially after what just happened in the middle of the floor. Holly sat on the other side of him, leaning forward and wrapping her hands around her glass as she watched Valerie with what looked like amused interest. Damien leaned forward a little, turning so he could face Valerie better without blocking hi