I looked out the window, my face on fire. “What errands do you have to run?” I asked, changing the subject.
He chuckled. “Just a few little things. I’ll be stopping at the walmart if you need to pick anything up.”
I stayed quiet after that and he didn’t press conversation as we ran his errands. It wasn’t until we were finally on our way back to his house that he struck up real conversation again.
“Should I stop at the grocery store or a fast food place?” he asked with a teasing smile.
“Are you going to cook something?” I asked, looking over at him.
He grinned. “Diner it is, we can sit and eat. I’m gonna drive by your place again first, go ahead and duck down. You good?”
“Fine,” I answered, feeling a little light panic welling up. Would Gerrid be there again? What was he doing?
“What the actual fuck?!?” Mike growled angrily, then jerked up his phone. “Joe, who’s on tonight? Send him out to Ava’s place. I think so, it’s not his truck, it’s a fucking moving van but I’m pretty sure it’s him. Yeah, call me as soon as you find out. Thanks, Joe.”
“A moving van?” I asked fearfully.
“I’ll take care of it, don’t worry,” Mike told me quickly. “We’re going to skip the diner, though, I wasn’t thinking. I’ll pick up sonic. Just stay down until I see him and verify where he is. Jesus, what the fucking hell is wrong with him?!? He’s never gone this far off the rails before. Ava, you look worried, you want me to drop you off at my place before I grab food?”
“I don’t want to be alone!” I told him quickly.
“Right. No problem, just lay low. What do you want to eat?”
It seemed to take an eternity to get back to his place and Hank wagged at me and came over to lick my hand. I was happy to be able to wash my hair, even with the horrible water pressure.
Mike was on the phone when I got out of the shower and I went straight to the bed and turned on the TV so I couldn’t hear him talking. I didn’t want to know what was going on, it would stress me out even more.
He came in and fell on the bed next to me, looking at the TV. “What the hell is this? This some stupid love story? Hand me the remote.”
I laughed and curled around the remote. “Nooo! It’s not a love story, it’s a movie! The kid is like, a supernatural genius and they’re trying to kidnap him!”
“That sounds terrible! Remote! My house, my rules! I get to pick!” he laughed, trying to pry my arm out.
“I’m your guest! I get to pick one!” I yelled, balling up even tighter and laughing.
“No way! No shitty TV in here! I get to pick! Hand it over!”
Mike got up and pinned me down, prying my arms apart as he straddled me and forced me to uncurl.
“Jesus, girl, you’re tougher than you look!” he laughed, half panting as he pried the remote from my hands.
“NOOO!” I laughed, trying to get free and get it back.
He laughed darkly and tossed the remote aside before pinning me down harder, trapping my hands above my head. “Now what?” he asked with a sneering smirk, his face a few inches from mine.
I went still, staring up at him in a thrilled sort of excitement. He was about to kiss me!
His eyes dropped to my lips and he looked my face over, his eyes going from amused to hungry. “You sure this is what you want?” he asked, leaning closer and canting his head slightly, his mouth an inch from mine.
“What?” I asked, confused, staring at his eyes and wanting him to kiss me.
“Are you sure you want me like this?” he asked, his voice low and rough. “You have to say it, Ava. Tell me what you want outright.”
I felt myself blushing as I looked at him.
“I want no misunderstandings or miscommunications,” he whispered, his nose nudging mine.
Oh. Right. “Kiss me,” I whispered, my face burning.
“Nnnn, all of it, Ava. Outright. Tell me you want me to fuck you.”
Another thrill shot through me as I sucked in a breath. Excitement coursed through me and I tightened up beneath him.
His smile then went dark as he looked me over. “Say it, Ava,” he whispered, his mouth moving down so his lips were on my jaw next to my neck as he spoke. “Tell me you want me to take you… own you… make your body mine.”
I was panting now and I could feel myself getting wet, I was so excited for him.
“You want me to make you scream and beg for me,” he rumbled, his hand sliding up and taking a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back at a hard angle as he dragged his lips over my neck. “You want me to make you serve me, Ava. Say it,” he growled, pulling harder on my hair.
“Yes!” I cried out, every inch of me vibrating with need as thrills shot through me. “Yes, please! I want to be yours, Mike!” I begged.
“Mmmm, good little fucking whore,” he rumbled, then got up, yanking me up with him. “Clothes off. Now,” he demanded, shoving me a step away from him as he stepped back to watch. “Hurry up,” he ordered, pulling his own clothes off as he walked past me to his chair in the living room.
He watched me as I pulled my clothes off and I was shaking from head to toe with both excitement and terror. As soon as I slipped my underwear off, he smirked at me and leaned back in the chair.
“On your hands and knees, Ava,” he demanded. “Crawl to me. Don’t fucking look at me! Eyes down! Hands and knees, now! Now crawl to me. Faster, whore! Move your ass! Up on your knees. Start fucking sucking and you better do a damn good fucking job of it,” he growled, grabbing a fistful of my hair and yanking my face down to his cock.
As exciting as this was, I didn’t really like it. I wanted Mike… but not like this. I didn’t like this. I didn’t like the roughness or the name calling or humiliation of it.
“Suck!” he yelled, yanking my head closer as I let out a whimper.
I took hold of his thick cock and wrapped my lips around it, sliding down the shaft as I pressed with my tongue. I knew how to do this, Rick had made me practice until I had perfected it for him.
“Mmmm, that’s right, whore. I knew you’d be good with those lips. That’s all those lips are good for, bitch. Harder and faster and I want to fucking hear you, cunt! Moan for me, let me know you fucking love this cock. Louder! I want the fucking world to hear you and know that your my fucking whore! Faster, bitch! Are you really this fucking bad at sucking cock? Show me you want it. Fuck! You stupid fucking whore, get off! Hands and knees, NOW!” he yelled angrily, standing up and shoving me down to the floor.
“Mike! I don’t like this!”
“You said yes,” he hissed. “You know you want it, you want me! I want you to beg for it, cunt. Beg me to punish you for not getting me off quickly enough!”
“Mike!” I cried.
“You fucking call me SIR! You will not call me by my name, you haven’t earned that! Beg!” he screamed in my face.
“P-please… punish me,” I whispered, trembling.
He went to his knees in front of me and yanked my face close to his hard cock again. “Get it wet. Get it nice and sloppy wet. Don’t try and suck my fucking cock now, whore, just get it fucking wet! Now, Face on the ground, ass in the air,” he demanded, shoving my face to the floor as he moved around behind me.
He pressed his wet cock to my anus and I let out another whimper as I tensed up, but he gave me no time to object. He rammed into me hard and fast with a growl as I screamed in pain.
“That’s fucking right, cunt. That’s what stupid whores get when they can’t get their masters off quickly enough. You’re going to learn to be a better fucking whore for me, aren’t you?” he demanded, yanking my head back to his chest by my hair.
“Yes! Yes sir! I will learn!” I panted. “Please! Please take it out, it hurts!”
“You don’t tell me what to do, cunt,” he spat, shoving my face back to the floor so he could take my hips in his hands. He began pumping and thrusting violently, yanking my hips back with an iron grip, his fingers digging in. I screamed again and tried to pull away, but he held me tightly as his fat cock split my ass open. “This is all you are fucking good for, bitch! This is all any cunt is good for! Fucking and pleasing and serving! You will serve me, Ava! You will beg me to let you please me night and fucking day, bitch! Beg me! Now, cunt!”
“Please! Please, Sir, please! No more! It hurts! I’ll do whatever you ask, please!”
He yanked out of me, shoving me to the floor roughly. “Get up! Get up and fucking suck my cock the right way!” he yelled as he sat down in his chair.
I jumped up and grabbed his cock eagerly, sucking like I had never sucked in my life, pleading audibly with his cock as I moaned and sucked as hard as I could.
“Fuck! That’s fucking right, whore. Fucking want it! Work for it! You will swallow every fucking drop then lick my cock and ass clean, bitch! Mmmm, FUCK!” he bellowed as he came, shooting into my mouth. “Swallow! Mmm, fuck! You stupid fucking whore! Start licking me clean! All of me! My asshole too, lick it, bitch. Eat my fucking ass. Harder! Like you fucking want it!”
He shoved me suddenly onto my back on the floor.
“Spread your fucking legs, show me your whore cunt. Wider! Spread your fucking gash open you stupid bitch! You want me to punish that nasty little cunt?” he sneered, moving down over the top of me.
“No! No, please, sir, I don’t like this!”
He pulled back, his eyes hooded as his lip curled. “Of course you don’t,” he rumbled, then got up and offered me a hand up. I stared at him warily, fearfully, then took his offered hand. Pulling me up, he steadied me with a gentle hand, then led me into the bedroom and laid me down, bending over me to kiss me roughly. He laid down next to me and grabbed up the remote. “I’m not that guy, Ava,” he told me, his tone cold. “I’m not some gentle pushover that makes love and kisses and holds hands. I am who I am and that’s obviously not for you. That’s fine, live and learn… but I won’t change for anyone, Ava. I like what I like and I won’t settle. I like you and I fucking want you… but it has to be my way. You understand?”
I nodded, blushing.
“You’re hot and fun and smart and I’ve always liked you, but I’m me. I want a sub and shy and soft spoken as you are… I don’t think you are into that… as much as I would love for you to be. If you think you’d like to try it, I would train you. Gladly. You think you’d want to try it? You want me to train you?”
I shook my head quickly. “No. No… I didn’t like that at all.”
“None of it?” he asked with a chuckle. “You suck cock like a fucking pornstar and you seemed to enjoy it.”
“I like it well enough,” I agreed. “But not the name calling or the rest of it. I do prefer gentle and sweet and passionate and not… painful and humiliating.”
He chuckled again. “I could have gone easier on you… but I refused to lie to you or let you think I was something I wasn’t. I knew what you wanted, what you were expecting… I wasn’t going to try and fool you and trick you. I thought about it… I’d love to fucking keep you. Train you. Convince you you’d love that life.”
“Did Alicia?” I asked, confused.
“Are you kidding me? I learned for her. Learned that I loved it, learned it was who I was.”
“She was a… sub?”
“Hard to equate that with the girl you remember, isn’t it?” he asked with a laugh. “She was completely different at home, in bed. I’ve been this way for a very long time and I refuse to settle for less than what I want. More than willing to train you to be what I want,” he smirked.
I swallowed hard and curled up, looking away from him.
“Understood,” he told me gently. “Here,” he whispered, handing me his t-shirt.
I pulled it on quickly and laid back down, still unable to look at him. As much as I wanted to try things out with him, I knew I didn’t like what had just happened. I hated it. I wasn’t a sub and I didn’t want to learn to be one.
I didn’t want someone like Rick either, who only took.
I wanted my own life, I wanted my own needs satisfied with a real partner. Not someone I was living for or someone I was serving.
I had a second chance and this time I was going to do things for me.
Mike laid back and changed the channel, then reached over and patted my arm. “Try and get some sleep, Ava. I’ll be here. I’ll keep you safe.”
“Thanks,” I whispered, turning over. “Thanks for being there for me.”
“Sure. I’m glad you’re back home, Ava. It’ll be nice having a friend around, even if you aren’t up for being fuck buddies, or more,” he chuckled. “Hank! What the hell?” he demanded as the dog climbed into the bed and over to me before laying down practically on top of me. “What the fuck, man?” Mike demanded, sitting up. “Hank! You think because you got a fucking bath that you can get in my damned bed?”
“Leave him alone,” I giggled, hugging the old dog.
“This ain’t his bed!”
“He’s just being protective,” I sighed happily. “He knows I need snuggles and you are the snuggles type.”
“Fucking hell,” he grumbled, laying back down and scowling at the TV.
I giggled again and snuggled my face into Hank’s scruff.
I woke up when Hank shifted and got up, getting out of bed. I could see into the next room, Mike was up and dressed for work. He let Hank out and I sat up.
“Mornin’,” Mike called.
“Yeah,” I yawned. “Is it safe for me to go home yet? Is he gone?”
“No, but I have an idea, if you feel like going along with it. Last night made me think of it. Gerrid leaves girls alone when they move on, get a boyfriend or get married. He has a thing about it, he’s never bothered a girl who starts dating again. I’m going to send for him, have him come in. Tell him you want to talk to him. When he does, we’re going to tell him we’re dating. He’ll leave you alone and I’ll talk to his folks about getting him some real help. You think you can do that?”
I looked at him thoughtfully, then nodded. “I can do that,” I agreed.
“It may mean going out a few times and being in public. Sitting in the diner together and having dinner, that sort of thing. I’ll know it’s just as friends and I won’t read into it, promise,” he grinned. “But if you happen to fall for me in the process and decide you’d like to be trained… I won’t be overly upset about it. Get dressed and we’ll grab breakfast and go to the station.”
I was grinning as I got dressed, but I also felt a little bad. Mike actually did want me to be the girl he wanted. I realized something else then as well… I didn’t feel the same about him at all. He wasn’t the guy I had a crush on anymore, he was Mike. My friend who liked subs. My sort of asshole friend who liked subs. Still, I liked that he refused to settle and he knew what he wanted. Being alone was better than settling.
That’s what I want now. I would be alone before I settled.
When Mike took me to the diner, he sat with me and put his arm around me, holding my hand and acting very affectionate. He leaned in and kissed my head more than once as he teased me quietly about how much I was blushing. I knew it was all for show, but everyone kept looking at us. The entire town would think we were dating!
That was a good thing, I told myself. What if they knew what he liked? Would they assume I was… a sub? That I was like him? I didn’t want people to think that, but I also wanted Gerrid to leave me alone.
At the station, Mike sat me up on a desk and made the call to Gerrid.
“Hey man. No, I know, it’s not about that. She’s here at the station with me, she actually wants to talk to you. When can you be here? Yeah? Alright, she’ll be here,” he said, then hung up. He turned to me. “He’s over in Lakewood, it’ll be a while before he can get here. Wanna hang out in my office till he gets here? I can open the internet and put on some sub trainee porn for you,” he smirked, his voice low so the man making coffee couldn’t hear him.
I smiled and pushed him back so I could hop down. “I have a movie to finish,” I told him, heading back to his office.
He laughed and followed me, turning everything on for me. “Alright, sit tight and I’ll get you when he gets here. This’ll all be over real quick. Ok?”
“Thanks, Mike.”
“No problem. You might owe me another blowjob though,” he grinned.
“As soon as you return the favor,” I told him lightly, knowing that was a no for him.
He laughed as he left and I felt a lot more comfortable with him now. We understood each other.
Curling up in his comfy chair, I finished the movie I had started, then watched another. When it ended, I went out and fixed me some coffee and made more before going up to Mike at his desk as he filled out paperwork. “No news?” I asked.
“Huh? Oh… no, sorry. He said he was in Lakewood on a job. I thought he would come straight here, but he may have meant as soon as he finished. He’s actually pretty good about keeping his word and getting things done as far as his job.”
“What is his job?”
“He’s a sort of handyman. He does a lot of things. Pretty good at it too, and quick. He says he’ll be there, he usually is. Doesn’t need the money, but it’s less about money and more about shooting the shit. You know how he was, always talking, always making friends,” Mike rambled, still doing paperwork. “He’ll get talking to someone and have them there the whole time he’s fixin’ whatever it is, making contacts, making friends, expanding his network. He has this thing he does where he relieves people of their old things and gets them to people who need them. Another man’s treasure and all that shit. He works with all kinds of people, rich and poor. A lot of what he does is just rotating shit around. Jeremy King got a new AC, his insurance paid for it. Gerrid took the old AC and fixed it, then put it in up at Bristol Manor, the old folks home? Theirs was old as shit and hardly worked at all but insurance wouldn’t replace it. The unit is bigger and keeps the whole place nice all summer. Did it for no charge, just knew they needed it from talkin’ to someone else. He spent a whole two weeks fixin’ things in there just so he could talk to all the residents. Shelly said he never asked what needed done, he just found everything and did it and wouldn’t take pay. All he did was find someone to talk to while he did it and worked while he listened to stories and got to know everyone there. Couple months later, he was installing a new grill over in Fairview and he brought the old one in and replaced the little stovetop they had in the kitchen at the manor. Made it so they could cook large meals for the residents and not have to try and cook for everyone on that little stove. He has a memory for who needs what, keeps it all stored in his head. Always thought that was awesome of him, even if he was off the rails about girls. Fucking hell, Neirmier! How many times have I told you, you HAVE to get signatures on ALL the statements? Fuck. Anyway, he’ll be here when he’s finished with whatever job he’s doing. You finish your movie?”
“Yeah, and another one.”
“Fuck,” he scowled, looking at the clock on the computer. “Lunchtime, I guess. You hungry?”
I shrugged, but he hardly saw it as he got up and grabbed his keys.
“Be back in an hour!” he yelled back at a man sitting at a desk in the back.
He took me to the little mexican restaurant and did the same thing as earlier. His arm around me, holding my hand and kissing my head and temple as he smiled and teased me quietly.
The place was busy and more than one person stopped to talk to Mike and ask about me. Introduce themselves. I smiled at everyone right up until the last person walked up.
Dawn Shaw.
My highschool bully.
“Hey Mike,” Dawn smiled, bending to hug him and kiss his cheek. “It’s so sweet what you’re doing for Evie here.”
“Ava,” Mike corrected, showing her his teeth. “Hello Dawn. What’s up? I never see you unless it’s bad news, it seems like.”
“Oh, I just saw you and had to come over! I guess you’ve seen the news?”
“I have, Dawn, thanks. That all you needed?” Mike asked tersely.
“It’s just a complete shame, is all! A local man being thrown under the bus for a little attention. Made to look like a bad guy just so she can try and…”
“That’s enough, Dawn. You did what you came to do, you got your dig in. You ever get tired of being a complete cunt?”
“That’s very unprofessional of you, Mike,” the woman smirked. “I was just commenting on the local news and what a shame it is that one of our own is being treated so unfairly.”
“That’s bullshit and you know it, Dawn. You know his history so you know that that story is complete shit.”
“I DO know him and that’s how I know that she’s full of shit! He’s never had to force anyone into anything! You know it too! It’s a cry for help, a desperate try to get back at her ex is all.”
“Dawn, just let us enjoy our fucking lunch. Get out.”
“Charming as usual,” Dawn smirked again, then finally looked at me. “Still a little nobody, I see, crying for attention and failing miserably. Would you like to make a statement? Give me an exclusive? Get your story out there?”
I realized then that she was in some sort of journalist field. Great. I turned away from her and looked out the window as if she didn’t exist.
Dawn laughed, a purr of excitement as she turned and left. “I was hoping I would get to write my views on the subject.”
I looked at Mike when she was gone and he was glaring at her back with complete malice. “I’m in the news?” I asked softly.
“Don’t even worry about it, Ava. It’s trash and a complete fabrication. All that matters is the truth and we know that here. Finish eating and we’ll head back.”
“I’m done,” I sighed, pushing my plate back.
Mike growled, but got up and grabbed my hand, holding it like he was still trying to maintain the lie that we were a couple.
Mike refused to let me have access to the internet and the news stories about me, very bossily telling me he wouldn’t allow it. He put a streaming service on and then locked the keyboard. I glared at him, but watched another movie as I waited for Gerrid to show up.
He didn’t show up until after Mike was ready to leave for the day. I felt terrified when I saw him pull up and walk in, looking completely confident and pleased.
He grinned as soon as he saw me. “Hey, babe! You look amazing! You feeling ok, you look sick?” he asked, his smile sliding off, being replaced by concern as he continued towards me.
Joe cut him off, stopping him as Mike moved close to me and put his arm around my shoulders. “Gerrid,” Mike called gently. “Hey Man. Wanted to let you know… Ava and I have started seeing each other. Dating.”
“What?” Gerrid asked, alarmed. “No! No, she’s my fiance! We’re going to get married! She doesn’t even like… what you like! I know she doesn’t! She would never do that, that’s not her at all! And you don’t even date, Mike! Everyone knows that! You don’t have girlfriends, you have pets! I don’t…”
“Gerrid! Gerrid, her and I have been talking. We’ve liked each other since grade school, and she’s just… different than other girls. She’s not a pet, she’s more. I like her. She’s… wife material. I’m past the pets. After the last couple days… we’ve just really connected.”
“You’re lying!” Gerid whined, his face distraught. “She wouldn’t do that to me!”
“It’s true,” I told Gerrid, unable to look at his face. “I’ve had a crush on Mike forever, it was always him. He was so nice and smart and… we’ve bonded so much the last couple days. He’s… so commanding and in charge and I like that.”
“Ava?” Gerrid cried, upset.
Mike stepped closer to Gerrid, letting me go. “It’s alright man. She’s amazing, you know that. How could I not fall for her? We missed our connection back then and it came back around for us. I adore her and I will take care of her. Your right girl will come, Gerrid. She’ll want you as much as you want her, I promise.”
“No! No, it was her! It IS her! I LOVE her! Ava? Ava, I love you! I love you so much! I wanted to make you so happy! I wanted to show you!”
I looked down. “Gerrid, I don’t love you. I don’t even like you, I’ve never liked you. I want you to take all the things you put in my house out, get them out. I don’t want any of it. I never wanted any of it, you can’t buy someone.”
“I wasn’t trying to buy you! You needed those things and I could provide them, that’s all! I was happy to do all of it, I would do anything for you! And you could love me too if you let yourself! You just don’t know how to let yourself be loved and spoiled. Let me show you how?”
“I want the things out of my house by morning,” I told him firmly, still unable to look at him. “When I go back home, it will all be gone.”
“No… no, it’s ok. Just keep it all. I don’t want it and you need it. I’ll back off… just keep the things you need. I do that much for anyone. If… if you need anything else, I’m always around. I hope you’re happy. I hope you’re both happy. This sucks, I love you so much it hurts, but if you’re happy I can live with it.”
I said nothing, just stepped back and turned, going back into Mike’s office and shutting the door. Sitting down at his desk, I put my head in my arms and cried.
It was several long minutes before Mike came in and when he did, he had a busted and bleeding lip.
“What happened?” I asked, jumping up worriedly.
He grinned sheepishly. “He was going on a little about how he didn’t really believe me, so… I may have mentioned how good you were at sucking cock and how much I loved your bald pussy. I guess having real intimate knowledge of you put him over the edge.”
I blushed and looked down. “I never… he never asked me to do that for him. He only knew about the other.”
“No shit? His fucking loss. You good?”
“I guess. You really think he’ll leave me alone?”
“Yeah, I think so. He always bows out when a new guy comes into the picture. I’m not worried about it at all, the way he left. He looked like he was sad but resolute. I’ve learned to read people, especially him. He was reconciled.”
“So I can go home tonight?”
“I mean… you COULD. Or you could spend another night with me. Put a little more butter on the act, make it look more real. Maybe suck my cock again?”
I managed a smile. “I told you, you first.”
He laughed and turned off his computer before pulling me out of the station. He didn’t ask or let my hand go, putting me in his car and taking me across town to the bar that also had dinner certain days of the week. He was over the top affectionate as he laughed and talked to people who joined us at our booth.
I felt like a liar sitting there and I didn’t like being out in public, wondering who had seen the news stories about me. It didn’t matter that it was 90 miles away, it was the closest big city to this tiny town and city news was town news. Everyone was nice and smiled at me, but I felt like I was being judged.
When we left, he took me back to his place without even asking. We both fell into bed and passed out, Hank immediately following me and climbing in with me.
“Spoiling my fucking dog,” Mike grumbled.
I only smiled as I drifted off.
Hank woke me again in the morning, rolling off of me and getting out of bed. Mike was up and I could smell coffee, but I didn’t get up as he opened the door and let the dog out. I heard him come to the bedroom doorway.
“Time is it?” I asked sleepily.
“Six?”
“Time do you have to be at work?”
“Today’s my normal day off. I took a vacation day the other day.”
“Then why are you up so early?”
He chuckled. “Habit. Hungry? Special at the diner today is ham steaks.”
“How do you know that?” I grumped incredulously.
“I eat there almost every day,” he laughed, going back out front. “Come on! Get up! Daylights wastin’!”
I got up, grumbling as I got dressed.
At the diner, I curled up around my coffee and watched Mike talk to people again as he pulled my legs across his lap and kept his hand on my thigh. He was a LOT more affectionate and handsy out of uniform and when he leaned in to kiss me, it was on the lips.
It should have been thrilling, a week ago it would have been, but now it was just awkward. He slid into the lie with enough ease that he could have fooled me if I didn’t know better. I wasn’t as good an actress as he was, unable to go past holding his hand in public.
Mike turned to me as someone left, grinning at me, then leaned in to kiss me again, a finger under my chin.
The snap of a camera made us both turn. Dawn was smirking at us as she stood a few feet away, looking down at her phone.
“Dawn!” Mike barked. “You’ve been told about taking photos of private citizens and invasion of privacy!”
“You’re both in public! And SHE is in the public eye, the ex wife of the senator. She should be used to pictures being taken. She should know that everything she does in public is fair game.”
“I’m not fair game and neither is she. She came here to get away from that mess, not to be picked at by a vulture like you. Do you ever get tired of being the most hated person in this town?”
“People are just jealous,” she shrugged, smiling again. “I have the perfect story for this one,” she announced, walking away while she looked at the photo.
“Fucking cunt,” Mike spat.
I sighed and let my head fall back. “I’m so tired of all of this. I just want to go home.”
“A day in bed watching movies sounds good to me,” he smiled, patting my thigh.
“No, my home. You said he was going to leave me alone, right? I need to get things squared away at my house and get things started. Find a job or something.”
“You sure? You can hang out longer if you want? I’m kind of getting used to you.”
“I’m sure,” I smiled, knowing he was just trying to make me feel welcome if I was still afraid. “Though, if you want, you can let Hank spend a couple of nights.”
He laughed then, a from the belly laugh. “You want my dog and not me? I see how it is. Alright, I’ll take you to your car then and follow you over.”
“It’s ok, you don’t have to. I… kind of really want to be alone. I want to curl up in my old bed and decompress for a while before I get started on everything.”
“Understood. You don’t want me to do a walkthrough? Change the locks?”
“I thought you were sure he’d back off now?”
“Just for your peace of mind.”
“If you’re sure, that’s enough for me. He was your friend and you know him. I really do just want to be alone.”
“Say no more. I’ll leave you my cell phone number for when you get a phone. Your neighbor to the right is Donna Harrington, she’s a nice older lady, always home. She’ll let you use her phone. To your left is a younger couple, she’s pregnant. They’re new in town. Across the street is still Mr Clevenger. He’s pretty much deaf now, so I would avoid knocking on his door. I want you to get a phone ASAP, ok? I know you looked at them at the store, they’re important. Cost will be worth it, okay?”
I nodded. “I know. I was just going to use the library internet and my email while I looked for a job and get one when I had something lined up.”
“Alright, there’s still the arraignment for the hearing too. You want to be there or just have your statement submitted?”
“Statement is fine. From what was said, I don’t stand a chance anyway, why be humiliated and give Dawn more fodder and a chance at pictures of me crying?” I told him as he got in his car.
“It’s not a done deal, Ava, he doesn’t have the judge. His lawyer is good, but the judge doesn’t like him much, he’s a snake. If you wanted to have your say, it might sway him.”
“As long as Gerrid leaves me alone now, that’s all I really want,” I shrugged, watching buildings go by. “It’s not like a fine or whatever is going to slow him down at all.”
“He might see jail time?”
“He needs help. Psychiatric help.”
“I’ll add that you encourage that to my statement. Maybe the judge will order it.”
I only sighed and leaned against the window. I was so emotionally drained and I just needed to curl up and have a good cry. Get it all out.
“Alright,” Mike announced, pulling next to my car. “You know where I am. If I’m not there, anyone who is can call me and I’ll be here in 5, ok? Your car have plenty of gas?”
“Yeah,” I told him quickly, hopping out of his car. I had no idea who much gas I had.
“Be careful. Be safe. Watch out for Dawn!”
I gave him a quick smile as I got in my car, relieved to finally be alone. Driving home, I started shaking, knowing I was about to let loose. I’d been holding it all back for too long and the damn was trying to break wide open.
I managed to make it into my house, then I just froze as I stood there in the door.
Was this my house?
I looked at the door, just to be sure, then turned back around as I let the door swing shut. There was new furniture in the living room, a suede sectional with throw pillows that matched the new curtains. A large flatscreen on an entertainment center with a black gaming console under it. A coffee table with a TV remote and a gaming controller.
The kitchen had all new appliances and had been painted. It smelled like fresh paint still.
The bathroom had a new shower curtain and new rugs, as well as a stack of fluffy towels on the new rack over the toilet. There were accessories on the sink and updated fixtures on everything, and nice art on the wall that matched.
My parents bedroom had new furniture as well. A matching bedroom set, a larger bed and bedding. Rugs, art, a vanity full of toiletries and make-up.
My old bedroom hadn’t been touched, but there was a large paper on the bed with a mock-up of a home office with bookcases and a desk. Downstairs, there was a new hot water heater and new furnace as well as all of the old furniture set up like a sort of entertaining space. There was a new washer and dryer hooked up.
The garage door was fixed and there were steel shelves next to the door on one side and a deepfreeze on the other. All of them were stocked full of food, so was the fridge in the kitchen and the cabinets. There were new dishes too. I went back and looked and the closet was full of clothes, some of my own and some new. All my size. The dresser too.
It was too much and a bit ridiculous. How was I going to make him take all of this back?
When I went back out to the living room, I noticed a table next to the door with a keyring. There were extra house keys on it. The ones he’d had made, I was assuming. There was also a phone in the dish under the keyring, along with a note.
‘Phone has been paid for for 1 year, my number is still programmed in but you can delete it if you want it. Use it please, you need a phone and otherwise it will go to waste. G.H.’
I picked up the phone and woke it and it was fully charged. I saw a charging cable right there by the dish as well.
On the coffee table was another note, but it was instructions on the TV and the gaming console. How to use it to stream TV and shows. It also said the wifi was on and paid for for 1 year. The laptop was under the coffee table on a shelf.
He had done all of this in the couple of days I was gone? He had to have gone full out, doing nothing but working on all of it. I crushed my soul a bit as I looked around again.
I picked up the phone and pulled up his number, then texted him.
‘You need to get all of this out of my house.’ -Ava
‘Use it, please. I won’t come get it, if you want it gone you’ll have to hire someone. Sell it if you want to. I don’t want any of it, I got it all for you and I want you to have it. It really isn’t a big deal for me, money means nothing at all.’ -G.H.
‘It’s too much. It’s all too much, I can’t accept all of this.’ -Ava
‘It’s just to give you a leg up to get you on your feet. You got a shit deal and I just wanted to help. Mike can’t help as much, he makes next to nothing at his job and he spends half of that on a kid’s hospital bills. Just accept the gift. Call it an apology gift.’ -G.H.
I sighed and let it go, then programmed Mike’s number into the phone.
I looked around again, trying to get used to the idea of all of this and going through everything more slowly. He really had thought of everything, right down to the spices in the cupboard and the condiments in the fridge. There was a new mop and broom in the closet and cleaning supplies under the sink. He had taken care of every bit of it, even getting rid of the 10 year old cans of food and old things in the kitchen.
It hardly felt like the same house until I went into my room and curled up on the bed. Hugging my pillow, I cried into it and let myself grieve over everything until I passed out.
I woke to knocking on my door and morning light coming in the curtains. It was Mike’s car in the driveway and I sighed and didn’t answer. I didn’t feel like answering awkward questions right now. Instead, I got in the shower and relished in the amazing water pressure and hot water, as well as the feminine soap and shampoo. I even got to shave my legs!
Mike showed up again at noon, then again in the afternoon. I was on the laptop when he came that time, job searching.
“Ava! Open up or I’m going to assume something is wrong and break the door down!” he yelled.
I sighed and got up, unlocking the door. I didn’t open it, I just went and sat back down, but he opened it and came in.
“Where’ve you been? Why haven’t you answered? I was worried!”
He didn’t look twice at all of the stuff and I realized he hadn’t really been inside my house. He had no idea what it should look like.
“I told you I wanted to be alone,” I mumbled, embarrassed.
“You could at least tell me that! Say, ‘hey, I’m fine! Now go away!’ I was starting to think something bad had happened. What the hell is that smell?”
“Paint. He painted the kitchen.”
“It smells… off.”
“It’s milk painted, a sort of shabby chic rustic look. I assume that’s why it smells like weird paint. Sorry I didn’t answer. I’m fine, though. I was looking for a job.”
“Find anything?” he asked, sitting down next to me.
“Not yet, nothing promising anyway. I’ve never looked for a job before, I didn’t realize there were so many… job scams and weird pyramid companies. Telemarketing. It’s kind of crazy.”
“Yeah. This place isn’t so bad. Nice kitchen,” he noted, looking into the kitchen from the couch. “Lot’s of cooking space,” he prompted.
“You think I’m going to cook for you?” I asked with a wan smile.
“It’s a thought,” he shrugged, grinning. “I mean, you’re supposed to be my girlfriend, right? Girlfriends cook for their boyfriends.”
“Chef Boyardee or Mac and Cheese?” I asked, laughing.
“Oh, hell no. I was thinking, like spaghetti or something. Something I haven’t had in a month of Sundays since no place around here serves it unless you go to an expensive place in Lakeview. I am all about cheap food. I can go get the stuff for spaghetti? Bring it back when I get off work?”
I grinned, shaking my head. “I can manage that, but you have to get the sauce and everything. I don’t know how to do from scratch. It’s all got to be off the shelf stuff.”
“Hey, I’m good with that. Grew up on it. Need anything else? Milk? Garlic bread?”
“I don’t need milk, I have some. If you want garlic bread, bring it. If you want something besides water or milk, bring that too.”
“Water is fine with me!” he smiled.
“But this is a one time thing! A thank you for letting me crash and keeping me safe.”
“Fuck, I was hoping for another blowjob for that!”
“I told you, you first!”
“That a promise? I get you off, you suck my cock again?”
I let out a shocked laugh. “I wasn’t being completely serious… I don’t really like how you prefer to have things done.”
“And if I just let all that go? Just let you suck my cock and nothing else? After I got you off?”
I blushed, feeling a little pressured. “We’ll see,” I told him noncommittally.
“Fuck yeah,” he laughed, getting up. “I’ll see you after work then! Wear something sexy.”
“I’ll wear what I already have on!” I laughed.
“Sexy enough,” he grinned, then leaned in and kissed my head before he left.
I felt all kinds of confusion as I sat there. Was he flirting? Or just wanting a friend with benefits thing without his… control issues? Was I reading too much into it? I decided not to overthink it and went back to my job search.
By the time he arrived with groceries, I had bad news for him.
“Dinner is a go, but not the other,” I informed him, getting things out of the bag.
“Suddenly you don’t want to get off?” he laughed, moving closer to watch what I was doing.
“I’m… on my period.”
“Fucking hell,” he grumped. “Hey, your mouth isn’t bleeding!”
I laughed and smacked his arm. “I told you! Not happening again till I get mine.”
“That’s like, a whole fucking week!”
“More like three days for me,” I told him, putting the water on to boil.
“I guess that’s not so bad. It’s fine, I guess. How long will this take?”
“Not long? Fifteen to twenty?”
“I’m going to run let Hank out.”
“Bring him over! I have a fenced backyard and I like him.”
“Yeah. The fucker tried to get in the goddamn shower with me this morning,” he yelled as he left.
I grinned as I made myself a glass of water. With ice from the ice maker on the freezer.
It was insane all the things I took for granted for so long.
He did bring Hank back, which surprised me. Hank took one look around and went right to the couch and laid down.
“He’s fine,” I told Mike before he could say anything. He dropped something by the door and I realized he had brought an overnight bag.
He was planning on sleeping here. With me.
Of course he was, he thought we were going to fool around and probably pass out. That’s why I had told him to bring Hank, so he wouldn’t have to leave. Not just because I liked his dog and didn’t want him to be lonely. He assumed I was angling for him to stay.
I set dinner on the table, along with a glass of water for him. Before I sat, I put a bowl of water next to the back door for Hank.
How could I tell him I didn’t want him to stay without hurting his feelings?
“I found a place that looked promising,” I told him with a false smile. “I was going to go first thing in the morning and check it out. Maybe fill out an application in person if it checked out.”
“Fantastic, where is it?”
“Doctors office here in town. They need a new receptionist.”
“Oh, yeah, Kristins place, they go through them there. She’s kind of a bitch and if they don’t quit, she ends up firing them. She probably won’t hire you, you’re way too pretty. She has a thing about hiring women prettier than she is, she’s super insecure.”
I deflated. “Really? That sucks. It sounded too good to be true.”
“I mean, go try. She might hire you and it might last a month or so. It’s a paycheck until you find something better.”
“Yeah, I think I will,” I lied, wanting him to think I had to be up early.
“I have to be to work a little early anyway,” he told me between bites. “Court first thing.”
I deflated even more. “So I guess you have to get home early to get plenty of rest?” I prompted.
He cocked his head, looking at me from across the table. “That your subtle way of telling me you don’t want me to sleep over?”
“I didn’t know you were planning on it?” I lied, trying to act innocent. “I didn’t think that was your thing? Especially if fooling around was off the table.”
His lip curled as he sat back in the chair. “It really is off the table for you, isn’t it?” he asked. “Not the sex. Me. The other night was a complete dealbreaker, even if I didn’t bring it to the table. You don’t even look at me the same.”
I looked at him across the table, feeling put on the spot, but I wasn’t going to lie to him. “I… don’t feel the same. When you told me what you needed, I knew that wasn’t me. It could never be me and it sort of flipped a switch for me. I saw you differently. I couldn’t like someone who wanted to treat me that way. It’s fine for you, I’m not kink shaming you, it’s just not something I could do.”
“Even if it was off the table?”
“You said you wouldn’t change who you were for anyone. You wouldn’t settle for less than what you wanted.”
“And if what I wanted has changed? If I realized some things are worth rearranging my priorities?”
“Then you would just have resentment later.”
“I’m not talking marriage, Ava. Just… testing the waters. Feeling things out. I like you. A lot. I’d like to get to know you more and take a bigger chance with you. Broaden my horizons so to speak.”
I looked down. “I don’t know that I’m ready for that. A fling, friends with benefits, I might be able to do that… but more? I just went through a horrible divorce. The man I adored and worshipped for years just threw me away and devastated me on top of the news I had just gotten. I was immediately held hostage and raped as soon as I got here. I’m not ready to just jump into dating… You understand that, right?”
“Of course. Yeah, an idiot would understand that…” he shrugged, his cheeks pink as his expression warred between anger and embarrassment. He had put himself out there and been shot down, even if he understood why.
“But when I am… if you still want to try. I’ll be here. And as far as two friends comforting each other and sharing some benefits… as long as it’s no strings attached?”
He smiled a tight smile. “Not sure I can do that, Ava, I’m getting attached. We’ll have to call it a clean break for now and you can come around when you’re ready. This isn’t your fault, by the way, I never saw it coming either. I wouldn’t have expected it, so me getting all caught up in everything is left field. If you need anything, you know where I am. You have my number. Thanks for the meal.” He stood quickly. “Hank. Let’s go old man.”
I stood, but he was out the front door before I could even say goodnight or call him back. I had no words anyway, a clean break was best. Cleaning up, I thought about what had just happened. Mike cared about me. Wanted to date me. Why wasn’t I thrilled about that?
He was an asshole in some ways, but completely endearing in others. I knew some of it was a man set in his ways, used to being alone a lot. Also used to dealing with subs when it came to women. Being around a normal woman had to be odd for him.
Was I making excuses?
Maybe.
I left the dishes for morning and went and curled up in bed with the laptop. Rick hadn’t changed any of the passwords on Netflix or Hulu or any of the other streaming services, he probably hadn’t even thought to do it. He never watched TV, he was too busy. That was my thing, curled up on nights he was gone without me or when he was working.
I curled up with a show, a lighthearted comedy and tried to forget for a while.
In the morning, Mike didn’t stop by. Not the afternoon or the evening either. I was watching for him on the couch, wondering if he would stop in. If I hadn’t been watching, I wouldn’ have notice when his car went by the cross street at a slow roll. He was still checking on me, making sure there was no truck in the driveway.
I had put in two applications that day and I kept refreshing my email inbox, hoping one of them would get right back to me. I finally gave up, knowing it was way too late for anyone to be up looking over applications.
The next day passed the same way, but it was four applications and refreshing my email constantly while I watched shows.
Mike went by the cross street twice that I noticed.
The next day I started applying further afield. A commute would be fine if I could actually work. I also started going through boxes of the old things from the house and getting them ready for a garage sale. Even old clothes and my own old clothes. They were sort of retro now, right?
That weekend I sat in my garage sipping coffee and checking job listings while strangers picked through my old memories and took some of them home. I made enough to make me feel secure for another week and I had waved at Mike when I saw him drive by. He had given me a nod and turned back to the road. Like I was just a citizen that meant nothing more to him.
That was fine. That was what he needed.
He could deal with his issues, I was going to deal with my own. The biggest realization I had come to was that I didn’t really like Mike. When he wasn’t right there and I wasn’t feeling pressured and guilty, I knew he wasn’t good for me. He was demanding and wanted to be catered to and served. That didn’t change, even if he wasn’t treating me like a sub. It was his personality. I’d had enough of that with Rick and I knew I didn’t want that again.
I deserved more. I was worth more. I just had to find my groove and then I could worry about finding the right guy. A true partner and not someone who wanted me to just be something he owned. Someone who loved me for me and worked to please me as much as I worked to please him. Someone who had as much give as they had take.
Were there guys like that?
Sunday morning, I slept in, knowing no one was going to email me on a Sunday. I was feeling a little disheartened, but I knew my resume looked awful. I’d never held a paying job in my life. And if they recognized my name from the news stories…
I woke to the smell of bacon and I sat up in surprise. Was Mike here? Cooking for me?
I hurried out front, then froze.
Gerrid.
Gerrid was in my kitchen, cooking breakfast.
“Hey,” he smiled. “Hungry? I know it’s almost lunch, but you always skip breakfast and I wanted you to have a good hot meal instead of just coffee.”
“Gerrid… you can’t be here! You know you can’t! I have a restraining order and…”
“Babe, it’s ok. It’s fine. I know you and Mike aren’t dating, I know he hasn’t been here in days. I knew you weren’t, I knew it was a ruse. It’s fine, I just need to show you. Try harder. Sit down, I’ll get you a plate.”
“Gerrid, get out! I am not doing this!” I yelled, running back to the bedroom to get the phone.
His hand slapped the door, stopping me from closing it and locking it. “Ava! Ave, please, I love you! I want to get married and show you! Give me the phone!” he demanded, pulling it out of my hands as I tried to wake it up. “I’m not going to hurt you, but I’m not going to let you go this time either. I’m going to show you. Come eat, Ava, please?” he asked, taking my arm and pulling me out to the kitchen. Pushing me into a chair, he set coffee in front of me, then a plate.
I stared at the knives near the stove, wondering if I could make it to them.
“Babe,” he called pleadingly, cutting off my line of sight. “Please don’t make me have to tie you up or something? I will make life great for you!”
“I don’t WANT you to make life great for me, I want to make life great for myself!”
“Working at one of those shitty places you’ve been applying to? Babe, you’re better than those places and none of them are what you want to do! You should be able to do what you want! My sister still needs someone, let me give her your number.”
“Fine,” I snapped. “Give me her number.”
His face went sad. “After you see. After you understand and let me in.”
“How do you know who I’ve been applying to? Have you been watching me? Do you have software on that computer?”
“Babe, I just want to look out for you. And… I love that you use the toy I got you. It’s amazing to watch.”
“You’ve been WATCHING me?” I shrieked.
“Babe! Ava! Please, calm down! I had to know you were ok! I had to! You don’t understand how much I love you! YOU’RE the one, Ava! You! I know it’s you, I felt it in you almost immediately! Just let me in, Ava, please! I will make you so happy!”
“If I don’t manage to kill you first, you will go to jail this time, asshole,” I seethed.
His face fell completely. “I didn’t want it to be this way,” he said sadly, shaking his head as he went to the counter and reached in a bag.
I darted down the hall again and tried to lock myself in my room since the door was closer.
He still managed to get a hand in and shove it open before I could even shut it. Half tackling me, He pinned me to the floor and held me down, cuffing my hands behind my back. They were wide, leather style cuffs and not metal ones, but they were tight. There was also no slack at all, a single chain link held them together. Standing, he pulled me up and back out to the kitchen, sitting me down in the chair. He pulled a chair up and sat next to me, then tried to feed me.
“I’m not eating this!” I yelled, turning away.
“Babe, please eat! You can’t skip breakfast, it’s not good for you! Here, try your coffee. Come on, babe! Don’t be this way! Look at me! Come on. Do I need to take you to the bedroom and loosen you up?” he asked, sliding his hand up my thigh and under my t-shirt.
“Don’t! Don’t touch me! I HATE you, Gerrid, I will always hate you!”
“I don’t believe you,” he whispered, kissing my neck and shoulder as his fingertips lightly dragged over my underwear. “I think you love me and refuse to admit it. You think I’m the guy you used to know and I’m not! I’m the man who adores you, Ava, the man who wants to show you how great life can be. I’m worth loving, Ava! I’m worth keeping!”
The pure anguish in his voice wrenched my heart and I looked at him then. His face was full of the same distress and I felt bad for him. I looked down and away, trying to harden my heart.
“I love you, Ava. I love you. I know you think I don’t, but I’ve never felt this way about anyone! It’s not just that I know you need me, I love so much more about you! Not just that you’re hot, either, or that you are amazing in bed! You’re so ready to just come here with nothing and start over, live humbly with everything broken and messed up. You could have done so many things different for yourself! You could have gone to the press with your side, gone after your ex. You could have stayed in the city and played on sympathies and kept your lifestyle, found a wealthy guy to take care of you. Instead you came back here to try and start over from scratch. You were heartbroken but you kept going! I want to heal your heart, Ava. I want to heal your body and mind and show you how much better life can be, better even than the life you had. I can make you happier, babe, I can! Let me just show you!”
“I don’t want to be shown, Gerrid, I want to be left alone! I want time to heal all by myself, to know that I can do this alone without anyone!”
“But you don’t have to! I want to help you heal! I can help you, you just have to let me! I love you! I love you so much! I’m not letting you go without a fight, Ava! I’m NOT letting you go!”
I let out a frustrated scream and swung my legs around to try and kick him.
“Babe,” he admonished, catching me with ease as I almost threw myself out of the chair. Picking me up, he held me to his chest as he stood. “No more of this arguing. I’m just going to show you and keep showing you,” he spoke gently.
Turning, he carried me back to the bedroom and I tried to twist out of his arms and kick him again. I screamed for help at the top of my lungs, then tried to bite him, but he ignored me as he laid me on the bed face down and undid the cuffs.
As soon as I was free, I tried to swing at him and struggle, but he grabbed my hands and pulled my t-shirt off before putting the cuffs back on me in the front this time.
“Just relax, babe,” he told me softly, holding my hands over my head as he leaned in close and kissed my head. “I’ll have you relaxed and wanting more in no time.”
I screamed again, in frustration this time as he pulled my underwear off with his free hand. Immediately, he wedged his knee between mine and forced my legs apart, then wider with his other leg as he looked down at me.
“Your body really is fantastic,” he breathed, then leaned low and kissed my breast, licking my nipple, then sucking gently.
“Stop!” I cried, trying to roll out from under him.
He ignored me, moving to my other breast and sucking a little harder.
“No!” I pleaded, my eyes closing involuntarily as his hand slid down my belly to play lightly over my smooth mound. His lips followed as he kissed a slow trail down, sliding down as he went. He eased off the bed, pulling me closer by the hips, then pushing my legs open wider as he looked down at me with a hooded expression.
I was panting in anticipation, need, and anger as I looked at him. I’d stopped struggling and I knew I should try to get away, but just now I was too excited for what I knew was coming next.
“Babe,” he breathed, his eyes half glazed as he looked at me. “Scream for me?”
I had no time to respond as he dropped down and covered my pussy with his mouth, sucking my lips up almost painfully as he stroked with his tongue.
“Oh god,” I whispered, my head dropping back and my eyes closing again.
He moved my legs higher as he pulled back, still sucking until my lips slipped out of his mouth. He went right back, tonguing my slit and my opening, then moved down and licked around my anus eagerly as he moaned.
“Oh GOD!” I repeated more fervently.
He moved back to my pussy, sucking lightly on my clit, then back down to my ass and I was going crazy with need. I wanted to be filled! I wanted to be fucked! I WANTED TO COME!
He focused harder on my clit, sucking and stroking slowly as he pushed two fingers into my hungry pussy.
“Nnnn, YES! Please!” I begged. “More! I want you in me Gerrid!”
He moaned around my clit as he twisted his fingers inside me and pushed a third finger in then pressed his thumb into my ass.
“Gerrid!” I panted, my hands going to his hair. “Please! Please, harder!”
With a growl, he sucked harder on my clit and jerked his head from side to side as his tongue flicked, his fingers fucking me roughly.
“Yes! Yes, like that! Oh GOD! Nnnnnnnngh!” I wailed, my body going tense and my legs locking up around his head. When it hit, my body jerked violently, then I felt my pussy clench down on his fingers as he growled again and I let out another cry of ecstasy as my body kept jerking with the orgasm sweeping over me.
When I collapsed, he pulled back and flipped me roughly, then lifted my hips high and started again, his mouth sucking up my clit and working it almost violently before licking along my entire slit and tonguing my ass again. His mouth worked me, exciting me all over again as I panted and whimpered and writhed. I was open to him and begging him again in seconds as he fingered my ass and sucked on my clit.
“Please, Gerrid!” I begged. “I need you to fuck me!”
“You want me, babe?” he asked huskily. “Where do you want me? Your pussy? Your ass? Both?”
“Yes! Yes, both!” I begged.
He stood and moved and I turned to watch him get undressed, then he shocked me by pulling on a strapon. I was giddy with excitement as I watched him buckle it, looking at both cocks in amazement, my pussy practically gibbering with need.
He tackled me down to the bed and kissed me and I eagerly kissed him back, wrapping my legs around him. He finally pulled back, panting. “Where do you want the bigger one?” he demanded.
“My pussy,” I told him excitedly and he smirked, then flipped me again. I heard him open lube, then felt it dripping on my ass before he stroked it over the dildo above his cock. He lined them both up, then eased into me slowly.
All I could do was groan in bliss as he eased all the way into me. It felt amazing to be so incredibly full! To feel him inside me, stroking me, fucking me. I needed him to fuck me and he was moving too slow, trying not to hurt me.
I wasn’t having it.
“Fuck me, Gerrid! Fuck me hard!”
“Mmmm,” he breathed, leaning over me and catching my jaw to pull my head back against his chest as he started moving faster. He was still being too careful, but it felt so good, all I could do was cry out wordlessly and grip his arm. I turned slightly and sucked on his thumb provocatively as he fucked me and he growled and started moving more quickly, pounding harder.
“Oh! Yes Gerrid! More! MORE!”
He started thrusting and ramming as hard as he could and I screamed in pain filled delirious ecstasy.
Stopping suddenly, he let out a loud roar, then his cock was throbbing and spilling into me as I let out another whimpering sigh. The hot cum filling me was heavenly and I wanted more of it. I wanted all of it!
He pulled out of me completely and I let out a cry of loss. Flipping me to my back again, he dropped down and his lips locked over my clit again, working me again as he pressed two fingers into my ass and two more in my pussy. Fucking me hard with thiem, mis mouth worked and I came quickly, the sharpness of the pleasure making me jerk as liquid shout out of my pussy and all over his hand.
He moaned as it happened again and again, with every pulse of the orgasm that was rocking me.
When I finally collapsed, panting, he stood up. Grabbing a towel, he wrapped me in it gently, then lifted me up to the top of the bed and laid next to me, curling around me to hold me as we both tried to catch our breath.
I didn’t care about anything in that moment, I just wanted to lay there in his arms and bask in the beautiful glow of what had just happened. He kissed me and I let him, kissing him back before laying on his shoulder with a sigh and falling asleep, completely content and spent.
I woke to him unbuckling the strapon and tossing it aside, then turning to me and holding me close again, a leg thrown over mine. I closed my eyes and laid there with him, wondering what time it was. My stomach growled noisily.
“Hungry baby?” he asked in a gravely, sleepy voice. “It’s afternoon, I’ll fix us a snack, but I have dinner planned. Grilled chicken fajitas sound good?”
“Amazing,” I whispered.
“Good. I’ll make us a grilled cheese to tide us over,” he rumbled, then got up and pulled his jeans on. He undid one of my cuffs and helped me pull my t-shirt on, then my underwear.
I watched him, my tranquility draining away as I tense up and remembered I was his prisoner. He didn’t refasten the other cuff, holding my hand as he led me down the hall and sat me down. He put the pan on the stove to heat while he picked up the plates from breakfast and I looked at the front door. Was he occupied enough? Could I make it to the door?
No, the locks were all thrown and he was fast. I had a better chance making it to my old room and locking it, then getting out the window.
He looked over his shoulder at me and I smiled at him. “I need the bathroom,” I told him. “Girls are always supposed to pee after sex.”
“Sure, babe,” he grinned, coming over as I stood up and grabbing my hand. He led me to the bathroom and hooked a chain to my cuff before closing the door.
I stared at the chain in horror, then tugged on it.
“Be quick! Pan is ready!” he called.
I sat down and peed grumpily then told him when I was done. He came back in and unhooked the chain before leading me back out to the kitchen.
“I know it’s a lot right now, babe, but once you get used to things we won’t need that anymore,” he told me, gesturing to the cuff that had the link and lock on it. “I don’t think it will take long,” he went on, making the sandwiches. “Babe… there is something I wanted to talk to you about. Did you and Mike really… fool around? I know you talked about it a little here, but nothing ever happened. At his house though, did you really or was that a lie too? I can’t imagine you would be into what he’s into.”
“I’m not,” I told him angrily. “I found that out.”
“So you did… have sex?”
“I wouldn’t really say that,” I shrugged.
“You gave him head though, that’s what he said.”
“Yeah… why are you bringing this up? I also fucked my ex and sucked his dick.”
“I’m not mad! I mean, don’t get me wrong, I hate that you were with him, but that’s not why I’m asking. Do you like that? Giving head?” he asked casually.
I felt amusement well up. “You’re not afraid to rape me, but you’re afraid to ask me to go down on you?” I asked acerbically.
“I didn’t really rape you! I made sure you enjoyed it and wanted it! If I make you love it, it’s not the same thing. And that’s different… it’s not pleasure for you, it’s one sided.”
“Like it is when you go down on a girl?”
“But that’s not true, I love it. I love feeling you get off, love getting you so excited. It’s exciting as hell. Is it like that for girls, or do you hate it?”
“I used to hate it… I stopped hating it as much once I got good at it and knew what I was doing and I knew it was driving him wild.”
“Mike… Mike said you sucked cock like a whore starving for his cum.”
“I’m sure Mike said a lot of things. He was trying to make you leave me alone.”
“But was it true? Are you… that good at it?”
“You’ll never know.”
He blushed and turned back to the pan. “I was just wondering,” he mumbled. “After we eat, we can play scrabble. Do you like scrabble?”
“I’ve never played it.”
“Chess?”
“Never played it.”
“What do you know how to play?”
“I’m not into board games.”
“I will teach you scrabble, it’s easy and I bet you’d be great at it. It’s a great game to get to know each other over.”
“I know all I need to about you, Gerrid. You’re a kidnapping rapist.”
He set a plate in front of me, ignoring my comment. “You seemed to really like the toy I brought. Remember what you begged me for that morning? That made me think of it, I knew you’d like it. Would you want any more toys like that? I’m up for about anything, exploring. Having fun.”
I ignored him, eating my sandwich.
He smiled slightly as he ate, watching me.
He dragged me into the living room afterward and started setting up the game and I glared at him as he did. He just grinned at me as he started telling me the rules and sat on the floor, his shoulder close to my legs. He kept wrapping his huge hand around my foot and rubbing gently as he considered his turns and he laughed when I beat him.
“I knew you’d be good at this! C’mon, I have an idea,” he grinned, getting up and pulling me up to follow him. He took me into the bathroom and started running a bath, putting in bubble bath and bath oils, then turning to me and pulling my shirt off. He undid the cuff, then motioned to my underwear and I quickly lost them and jumped in while he was turned grabbing a towel. His eyes were shining as he went to a knee next to the tub and gathered my hair up, putting it in a clippy. “Now relax,” he told me, pushing me to lay back as he started lathering up a washcloth.
I watched him as he washed me all over, his eyes as he took me in and the pleasant little smile on his lips. I really couldn’t understand him at all. He looked at me and grinned, giving me a wink before getting up and holding the huge towel open. When I got out, he didn’t dry me off, he wrapped it around me and picked me up, carrying me to the bedroom.
He arranged the pillows and propped me up on them, pulling my legs wide before opening the drawer next to the bed. I was more curious than afraid, especially when he pulled out the nail polish and set it on the bed. When he pulled out the wand vibrator, I started to sit up.
“No, baby, stay right there,” he grinned, pushing me back. “Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to paint your nails and you’re going to stay nice and still for me. As still as you can. If I finish, if you can stay still long enough, I will do anything you ask me to,” he promised.
I stared at him with wide eyes, already excited. I already wanted him to fuck me!
He flipped the wand on, then laid it gently against my clit, making me gasp and arch my back. “No moving and no touching. Be still and stay right there and I will do everything you ask me to do,” he purred, opening the nail polish and pulling my foot to his lap.
“Oh god!” I whimpered, clutching the bed as the hum of bliss rode through me.
“Very still, baby,” he murmured, starting to paint.
It was impossible as I tried not to writhe, tried not to grab the wand and press it harder where I needed it. “Please!” I begged.
“I’m still on the first foot,” he chuckled. “I have another foot and two hands to go!”
I let out a whine as I tried to press my hips closer to it.
“You’re already so wet,” he purred, moving to my other foot.
“Please hurry!” I begged.
He laughed again and leaned down to kiss my knee.
As he finished, he paused before starting my hand. “Baby, you want me to finish this and you get whatever you want, or would you like me to stop now and fuck you?”
“Fuck me!” I demanded, panting. “Please, fuck me!”
“Are you sure?” he asked, moving closer to kiss my lips as his hand pressed the wand down harder and rolled it slightly. “You can have whatever you want? Anything you can imagine.”
“I need you, Gerrid,” I pleaded, half out of my mind with need.
“I need you too baby,” he rumbled, setting the bottle aside and undoing his jeans. He yanked me down the bed so I wasn’t on the pillows and lifted my hips up onto his legs, then pressed his cock to my wet cunt and pulled me closer, sliding me onto his fat dick. He pulled me as far as he could until he was buried inside me and pressing hard against my wall, then pressed the wand to my clit again.
“Oh yes, oh god yes!” I panted, my hands grabbing his wrists.
“Come for me and I’ll fuck you,” he promised, holding my hip and the wand as he watched my face.
“Please, fuck me now! Please please please!” I begged, trying to rock on his hard cock.
“Come for me,” he whispered.
“Please! Please! I need you now! I want your cum, I want it all, I need it! I need you now!”
“Where do you want it, baby?” he asked with another purr of excitement.
“Inside me! In my pussy, in my ass, in my throat! I want it all!”
“Mmm, baby, I like that. I want to give you all of it. Come for me and I’ll put my cock wherever you want it. Fill you as many times as you want.”
“Promise!” I panted, getting close, but wanting the promise of more.
“I swear, baby. You can have my cock any way you want it.”
That tipped me over the edge and I screamed as I came, my pussy wrenching down on his thick cock over and over again as he gasped.
I hardly waited for it to end before rolling off of him and turning to take his beautiful dick in my mouth. I’d been thinking about it since he’d hinted at it earlier and I knew how badly he wanted it.
“Hsssst! Oh… Oh fuck baby!” he groaned, his hand going to my head to rest lightly. “That’s amazing! That’s… so fucking good! Holy shit, Ava! Fuck, that’s hot! I’m already so close baby!”
I felt frantic with need, wanting to make him come for me. He’d worked so hard to make me come for him and I wanted to feel him explode in my mouth. When he finally did, I moaned in ecstasy as I sucked and swallowed slowly, wanting to do it again.
“Fuck, baby,” he panted, pulling me up, forcing my mouth off of his softening cock. “That was fucking beautiful!”
I launched myself up, half tackling him to the bed to kiss him. He held me close, kissing me excitedly, then rolled over me to my back to kiss me more passionately, his tongue toying with mine.
When he lifted slightly, he looked down at me in complete amazement. “I love you so much, baby,” he breathed, stroking the side of my face.
“I like that game better than the other one,” I told him with a happy sigh.
He barked a laugh. “Me too! Pretty sure it’s my new favorite game! Come on, I’m pretty sure your toes are all messed up. I’ll clean off the paint and start over again,” he laughed pulling me up.
My legs were wobbly as I staggered and giggled, holding myself up on the wall. He chuckled and led me out to the front room, making me sit down facing him so he could finish.
I watched him as he worked. “You’re ridiculously good at this,” I told him with another laugh.
“Yeah… I actually do it a lot…” he answered distractedly.
“You do?” I asked in confusion.
“Yeah. The ladies up at the manor… their hands aren’t steady anymore and they can’t do it. The staff say they don’t have time. I go up every couple weeks for a couple hours and do it for them.”
I stared at him, my heart aching a bit. I remembered what Mike told me about how he had fixed everything up at the manor too and talked to all of the old folks up there. All he had done for them.
How did he have such a huge heart, yet still manage to be a complete psychopath?
He was a psychopath.
I reminded myself of that and made myself stop smiling.
I was his prisoner no matter how good he made me feel or how great of a guy he seemed otherwise.
Besides, he was Gerrid Hightower, douchebag and asshole.
And all he wanted was for someone to really love him.
I wiped tears out of my eyes and he looked at me in concern. “Babe?”
“Gerrid… you need to let me go. You can’t keep me trapped in here with you, you know that, right? It’s not going to work. Mike is going to drive by and see your truck and…”
“My truck isn’t here,” he shrugged, his cheeks turning pink. “And I won’t be here all the time. I have to work tomorrow. I’d like to stay and just spend all my time with you, but I promised I would be there tomorrow. Don’t worry though! I’ll leave the TV on for you and get you all set up before I go. You’ll be comfortable and… I have another surprise for you. You’ll see it tomorrow!” he smiled. “Blow on your fingers.”
“Mike is still going to come and check on me.”
“He hasn’t been. He’s just been driving by. You upset him when you told him you didn’t like him like he liked you. Anyway, even if he does, it’s ok. We love each other and we’re going to be happy! He’ll find out soon enough that we’re together.”
I looked at him sadly, then just looked down at my hands.
He went and started dinner and I sat watching him, wondering if I could make it out the door. I eyed the locks, trying to plan my escape and as soon as he turned away to get in the fridge, I jumped up to run to the door.
My towel fell, my foot catching on it and tripping me and I went down with a crash, my shoulder glancing off of the coffee table as I screamed in pain.
“Ava! Geez, baby, what happened?” Gerrid asked worriedly, shoving the coffee table aside and turning me over. “Are you alright?”
“My shoulder,” I told him weakly, humiliated and angry at myself.
“Yeah, I can see where you hit. There’s going to be a bruise there! What happened?”
“I was coming in to help you chop vegetables,” I lied, “and my towel fell off and tripped me.”
“Shit. Looks like it’s just a bruise, it’s not bad. Come on and sit down in here with me, baby,” he said gently, picking me up and carrying me into the kitchen. He set me on the counter near him and not in a chair, then kissed my shoulder before kissing my lips. “Need ice for it or anything?” he asked.
“I’m fine,” I shrugged, feeling pissed still.
By the time he was done with dinner, my stomach was growling again. It smelled amazing! It was as good as it smelled and he was grinning happily as he watched me eat.
He curled us up in a blanket on the couch after dinner and told me to pick a movie as we snuggled into the blankets and he laid me on his chest. It was very distracting since I could feel his heavy cock against my thigh. Not hard, but right there. I closed my eyes and imagined him touching me, exciting me and then bending me over the couch and fucking me until I was screaming his name.
I was so wrapped up in the fantasy, I jerked when he spoke. “I didn’t know he was in this, he’s a great actor!”
“Oh…” I breathed. “Yeah.”
What?
I blinked at the screen, but I had no idea what was going on. How much had I missed?
I didn’t care.
I pushed the blankets back and turned to face him, moving down and taking his soft cock in my mouth to get him hard.
“Ava! Hssssst!!!! Ohhhh! Oh baby, thats… fucking perfect,” he groaned, his hands in my hair.
As soon as he was hard, I lifted up and moved higher, straddling him. He didn’t ask questions, he grabbed my waist in one hand and his cock in the other as he guided it into me, then grabbed my waist in both hands as I eased down him. His cock slowly spread my wet and waiting pussy open and I sighed in bliss as I held onto his arms and started riding him. I moved slowly at first, just enjoying the feeling of how good his dick felt inside of me. Soon I started rotating my hips, forcing his cock to press against my g-spot as I rode him.
“Babe, this is perfect,” he groaned, watching me with amazement in his eyes. “You feel so good! You’re so fucking beautiful! Ohh, fuck, that’s perfect babe. I love you so much!”
I hardly heard him, I was trying to come, my body wanting it. I should have been sated and satisfied as much as I had already come today, but for some reason, being on him made me want him. Made me think of how good he felt, how amazing it was when he made me come.
“I’m close,” he panted, his hands tightening on my hips.
I gasped, my eyes widening as his words excited me even more. He was going to fill me with his cum. Again.
“Oh god!” I whimpered seconds before it hit me. My back arched backwards and only his hands holding me kept me upright as I came, bucking on him and my pussy squeezing his cock. His dick throbbed suddenly and his hot cum was filling me, being yanked out of him as my pussy milked his cock.
I collapsed into his chest, his shrinking cock still inside of me and panted, clutching him.
“Baby… fuck. That was… so amazing. Thank you.” He chuckled then. “I had more planned for you for later, but I’m not sure I’m going to be up to the task. Might have to save it for tomorrow.”
I could only make a small noise as I lay on his chest, his arms around me. I hardly even woke when he got up and carried me to the bedroom, pulling me close to lay on his shoulder.
“G’night baby,” he whispered, kissing my head. “Sweet dreams. I love you.”
His alarm made me jerk awake grumpily and he rolled over me to kiss me. “Hey! Sleep ok?” he asked, grinning. “You passed out pretty quick after last night. Mmmm, you look amazing this morning! I hate the thought of leaving you here all day, I want to stay here with you! Make you scream for me some more. Don’t worry though, I got you covered.”
He pulled me up and let me in the bathroom, then made a quick breakfast before grabbing up the cuffs and pulling me downstairs.
I looked around in confusion. The couch was moved, the arm pressed up against the support post in the middle of the room. It was also layered with blankets and cushions under them so it wasn’t as hard.
I glared up at him as he set me down and pulled my shirt off, then cuffed my hands and laid me down, attaching my hands to the post.
“You don’t need to do this,” I told him. “Please? I will…”
“I do need to do this,” he chuckled. “You’ll see.”
He turned on the TV and put on a show, then turned back to me and eased my underwear off before getting into a bag.
I stared at the device in a confused fascination as he pulled my legs apart. I didn’t struggle as I watched him lay it out, then start easing two of the attachments into me. The long slender one he pushed into my ass and kept pushing, making me squirm in discomfort as it kept going. The thicker one, he eased into my pussy, smiling at me as he did. Using the straps that came with it, he started securing them in place, buckling it onto me, then fitting another device along my slit and nestling it around my clit. It clamped to my pussy lips, but not painfully, just enough to know it was there as he strapped that into place too. He took the long, slender rubber hose and screwed it into a little device, then switched the device on.
Standing, he pulled a black remote out of the back and turned it on. He was smiling gleefully as he pressed a button and the device on my clit began buzzing, vibrating and making me scream as it sent shockwaves through me. He flipped it off, then hit another switch. The rubber device in my pussy began swelling, filling with air as the compressor came to life. Another switch and the one in my ass started thickening as well.
I let out a whimper of fear, but they didn’t get too big before he stopped it and turned the vibrator back on. I screamed again, my body locking up as I panted.
He turned them all off and pocketed the remote as he knelt down next to me and covered me with a blanket. “I wonder how many times I can make you come for me today?” he asked, kissing my jaw. “I will keep you happy all day, my love. I’ll come home for lunch and make sure you’re satisfied before I leave again. Feed you too,” he chuckled. “You’re going to know it every single time I’m thinking about you.”
He kissed my lips, then stood and left as I lay there with wide eyes, panting. He wasn’t gone two minutes before the vibrator attached to my clit came on and I whimpered in defeat as the phallus in my pussy swelled.
By noon, the couch was soaked and I was exhausted. He came in and kissed me gently and I opened my eyes, then begged him to please fuck me. He gave me a gentle smile. “As soon as I get home, my love. Are you enjoying your toy? It looks like you’ve enjoyed it a lot. Are the sizes right or do you want me to go bigger?”
“I want you! I want your fat cock in me, not these little toys, please!” I begged.
“Shhh, baby. Soon. I don’t have to work later today, I’m almost done. A couple hours. I just had to come check on you. Eat for me, my love. Drink all your water too. Good. perfect. You are amazing, babe. So fucking amazing. Do you know how much I adore you? Have a good afternoon,” he chuckled, then left again, immediately turning on the vibrator and airing up both of the phallus’s. I cried out when they started getting too large, but they kept going until I was screaming. They stopped and the vibrating made the pain ease immediately as they held me in fullness.
I was whimpering insensibly when he finally came back down, shaking my head and half sobbing. “Please please please, no more! Turn it off and fuck me please?” I begged.
“Ava?”
I gasped and looked up at Mike, panting. “Let me go! Get it out of me and let me go, please!”
He looked completely stunned. “What is this? I knocked and there was no answer! I broke the window on the back door. What is this?”
“He kidnapped me again!” I gasped, trying to talk around the swelling bulb in my pussy. “Please! Get it out and fuck me!”
“Ava?” he asked, confused as he pulled his gun out. “Is he here?”
“No! No, he’s at work! Let me go and get it out of me!”
He yanked the sheet back and looked at the device strapped to me in confusion. Immediately he turned off the compressor and both bulbs deflated inside of me. He started unbuckling and pulling it all off of me as he called it in and told them to arrest Gerrid. When he got to the vibrating clip on my clit, he hesitated, looking over it. Finally, he unclipped the sides and pulled it off of me and I let out a wailing breath as I panted.
“Easy, Ava,” he called gently as he pulled the rest out of me. “Holy fuck, what a sick bastard,” he growled.
I blinked at the ceiling and didn’t correct Mike. I had loved it until I couldn’t take it anymore. It had been too much.
“Mike? Mike, please… I want you to fuck me.”
He looked at me in shock. “Ava, did he drug you?”
“No! No… I need to come! I’m so close and it’s… just out of reach. Please!”
“Ava, easy. You have no idea how much I would love to fuck you, but that wuold really mess up the rape kit. Come on, let’s get you out of here,” he told me, pulling out an extending bar and wedging it into the link before twisting it and snapping the link.
He grabbed up the shirt on the floor and pulled it over my head before wrapping me in a sheet and picking me up. I couldn’t have walked if my life depended on it.
By the time he got me upstairs, there was another police car out front and an ambulance was pulling in.
I felt numb as I listened to him tell the EMT’s how he had found me, then rode with me to the hospital.
I was very torn. I was away from Gerrid, I was safe. He was in jail. Why was I so sad about that?
I lay there staring at the wall as they did what they needed to, Mike watching me worriedly. When I gave him my statement, he kept pausing to lean close and squeeze my hand as I told him everything that happened.
“Ava,” he began, after he set the statement aside.
“Don’t,” I told him, looking away. “Just… don’t. It’s over. Right? I heard you tell the other officer he wouldn’t get bail on this one and he would see jail time.”
“Yeah, Ava, but…”
“Then it’s over,” I told him, looking away.
I let Mike take me home, but I wouldn’t let him come in. I put cardboard over the broken window and cleaned up everything, then went to bed and cried. Why did I feel like a monster now? He was the one who kidnapped me and raped me… why did I feel like I had done something wrong?
I took something to help me sleep and slept through the night, then did it again and again, sleeping through the days.
Finally, I got up and showered, then went out to check my email. At least a dozen old ‘friends’ had emailed me to check on me. I had made headlines again, and this time Rick couldn’t spin it.
I read the headline without opening the link. “Senators ex-wife found tied up in basement with a torture device on her”
Not even me or my name. Senator’s ex-wife.
I closed the email and sighed, unable to open the rest of the ‘condolences’ that were actually thinly veiled hopes for more information. Curling up, I cried again as I looked at the scrabble game under the table.
I felt like all I knew how to do was haunt my own house, rambling around and crying, hating myself. Unable to stop wondering why I felt so bad about what was happening to Gerrid. He had been denied bail and he was going to be tried soon. Mike had tried to come in and tell me about it, but I wouldn’t let him in.
A day into the trial, someone rang my doorbell.
I opened it and stood in stunned silence as Rick looked down at me. He gave me a huge smile and bent over, kissing my cheek before I could pull back. Past him, I saw cars and cameras.
He pushed in quickly and shut the door, then his smile disappeared as he looked around disdainfully.
“You look like shit, Ava,” he snapped. “This is all a goddamn mess! I half think you set all of this up just to try and derail me!”
“I didn’t,” I told him quickly, my heart hammering. I hated it when he was mad at me! “I didn’t want any of this to happen! I just wanted to come home and heal after… after everything.”
“And I’m sure you didn’t flirt at all. Provoke him,” he sneered.
“Of course not! No, that’s not what happened. He just isn’t right in the head is all, he needs help! Why are you here?”
“Because I have to be seen offering you sympathy,” he snarled. “Check on you, make sure you are alright! As if I fucking care after you wasted so much of my time! At least you can not make the whole trip a complete waste,” he growled, grabbing me by the hair and dragging me over to the couch. He shoved me down to the floor, then sat down in front of me and undid his pants. “Sherry is horrible at sucking cock, she hasn’t been trained yet,” he told me, then yanked my head close to his cock.
My response was automatic, his slender cock so familiar. The taste, the smell, the size. He was forceful as he yanked my head down on his cock, but I just closed my eyes and let it happen.
“Stupid little bitch,” he growled. “You owe me so much more than this!” he raged, thrusting his hips up into my throat. I let out a cry of fear and shock, trying to pull away, but he held me tight as he moved, ramming his cock into my throat as he gripped my hair in iron fists. I was screaming and sobbing around him, but it only spurred him to ram harder and harder.
When he came, I choked and gagged, as he sneered down at me. I couldn’t breathe!
He finally shoved me off of his cock and I hit the floor, immediately throwing up violently as I trembled.
“That was all you were ever good for,” he growled, fixing his pants and tucking in his shirt. “Stay out of the fucking media, bitch.” He went to the door and turned on his smile as he opened it. He waved at me, still smiling and pulled the door shut as I laid there on the floor shaking.
I couldn’t do this.
I went to bed even though it was early and stayed there.
It was Mike showing up that made me get out of bed.
“Ava? Ava, come on, get up. Look at me. Are you alright? I saw what happened, what he did. Ava, I’m sorry. Come on, let’s get you in the shower.
“What?” I asked, looking at him in confusion.
“The leaked footage of you and the senator. What he did when he came in your house? You didn’t leak it?”
“No! No… there must be cameras… Gerrid had to have done it, he has cameras here somewhere. He was watching me!”
“Well, whoever did it, he’s been forced to step down and there’s all kinds of shit flying. I came to check on you. Come on, shower, now. You’re not just going to fall into some depression. Let’s go, up.” he demanded, pulling me to the shower and turning the water on.
I showered and came out and he was putting a plate of ravioli on the table. I gave him a small smile as I sat down.
“Canned shit is edible, but barely,” he told me, handing me a fork. “I opted for the spaghettios,” he announced, pulling another plate out of the microwave. “Bone apple tits.”
I managed another smile. “You really are the most ‘male’ male ever,” I told him.
“So, that asshole. He always treat you that way?” he asked.
“He could be nice sometimes. He was nice at first especially… but yeah That’s pretty normal for him when we’re alone. Was. Mike… I’m feeling really lost right now. And… very vulnerable. But I don’t want company? If that makes sense? I just need to be alone but not alone?”
“I get it. Want me to camp out in the basement a couple days?”
I smiled. “No, that’s ok. I don’t want you to get the wrong idea.”
“No, it’s fine Ava. I get it, you’re not into me. When you’re ready, you want a nice guy. I’m not a nice guy. I know this. And you’re right, if I tried to change and be a nice guy, give up what I like, who I am, I would resent it. A lot. It’s no big deal. I’ve been safely friendzoned and you don’t have to worry about that anymore. So I can hang out and keep you company without you having to worry. Cool?”
I nodded. “Yeah, cool. I’ll let you know when I am up for company.”
He snorted a laugh. “Loud and clear, Ava,” he told me, shaking his head. “Just don’t make me have to come in and get you out of bed every day, ok? I’m going to check on you and if you don’t answer the door, I’m coming in. You need to answer, got it? And be showered and healthy too, none of this depression bullshit. Be happy, that fucker got what was coming to him. Both of them.”
He left and I locked the door behind him, then got on my laptop to see the news. I watched the footage, then tried to pinpoint where the camera was.
Right there next to the gaming console. I tossed it in the trash with a sigh, then curled up again and turned on the TV. I couldn’t focus though, so I did more job searching.
Three days later, there was another knock on the door and I opened it for a delivery driver. He smiled and handed me a crate that I couldn’t lift, then set it inside for me. “What is this?” I asked, trying to move to see into the crate.
“Delivery for Ava? Special instructions note says ‘so you won’t be alone but forced into company’,” the delivery man told me as I peeked in at the puppy.
I grinned, sitting up and opening the crate.
“I have a couple more boxes in the truck if you could sign?” the boy asked.
I signed quickly as the german shepherd puppy came prancing out. I immediately giggled and hugged him, then laid on the floor with him as the driver brought in a huge bag of puppy chow and a box that was full of dog bowls, a collar, puppy treats, toys and a leash.
I laughed again and laid in the floor with him for the rest of the day, giggling and hugging him.
When Mike showed up the next day to check on me, I hugged him and thanked him.
“No problem, what did I do?” he asked with a grin, hugging me tight.
“Atreyu!” I told him, pointing at the puppy who was watching him with interest.
“Well he’s a handsome guy,” Mike grinned, squatting down.
Atreyu ran to him quickly and he scratched his huge ears.
“He’s gonna get big, look at those paws! Good guard dog too. When did you get him?”
“Yesterday!”
“He’s settling in great! You adopt him?”
“No? You didn’t send him to me?” I asked.
“Nope. Not me. I would never gift someone a pet, that’s a huge burden if I don’t know that they really want one. I wouldn’t do that on a whim. On top of that, pretty sure this little guy is a purebred. Guessing Gerrid decided you needed a companion while he’s in jail. Three years, by the way. I know it isn’t long, but they have really good lawyers. Sorry. If he comes near you after though, it’s an automatic ten years.”
I deflated and hugged Atreyu before standing up. “So did you just come by to check on me?” I asked with a polite smile.
“Yeah, and to tell you how long he was in for. Any luck on the job search?”
“Nothing. I think I’m going to have to lower my standards a lot. Apply at a fast food place or something.”
“Well, hey. It’s a start. So you good? You need out of the house for a while? Special at the diner for dinner is turkey with mashed potatoes and gravy.”
“As wonderful as that sounds, I have corned beef and cabbage in the slow cooker.”
“Is that what that smell is? Guess I am staying here for dinner then!” he announced, getting up and moving to the couch to pick up the remote.
I laughed and Atreyu and I joined him as he put on a horrible TV show that he was in the middle of. “What happened to my place, my choice of shows?” I asked, snuggling the puppy as he licked my arm.
“I’m a guest! Remember? Guests get to pick.”
“You can’t invite yourself to dinner and claim guestrights on my TV!” I laughed, kicking him.
The following Monday, my doorbell rang again and I was half dreading opening the door.
The girl who smiled at me looked vaguely familiar. “Ava! Look at you, you look adorable! It’s been so long!” she cried happily, stepping in and hugging me.
I panicked and pushed back in alarm as I looked up at her.
She just smiled and came right in, a satchel bag in her hand. “Gerrid was telling me that you were interested in wedding planning?” she asked, sitting on the couch and opening her bag.
I stared at her, my mouth open. Gerrids sister?!? Genny? She did realize he was in jail right now because of me, right?
“That you had experience with planning and organizing?” she prompted.
“I… yes,” I answered, sitting down near her.
“He gave you glowing reviews and swore to me that you were more than qualified! If you would like the position, it’s just a formality now. I just need you to fill out the paperwork. Will that work for you?”
“Yeah! Yes, absolutely. Umm… you do know who I am, right?”
She smiled at me, a soft, patient smile. “Yes, I know. I know what he did and I’m sorry for that, don’t think I hold that against you at all. He still… he very much wants you to be able to do what you want to and he said you were very excited about the thought of being able to work with me. If you are half as capable as he claims, you will be exactly what I’m looking for. You can even work from home, I need someone to answer emails and phone calls and make calls, make appointments… just organize everything. I will do all of the meetups and in person stuff, but I need someone to set it all up, you know?”
“Yes, absolutely,” I told her, still stunned.
“Excellent! How soon can you start?”
“Today! Right now!”
She laughed and when she did, I could see Gerrid in her. “Let’s get the paperwork in and I’ll have to get you set up here. The fax machine, computer, all the books and catalogues. It’s… a lot. Do you have room here or did you want to commute to me?”
“I can do it here, I will make room,” I told her quickly. I didn’t have the money for gas to commute right now.
“Good! That will be fantastic! That will give me more room in the office. I wasn’t expecting this to blow up like it has! I need to grow, but my office is still so small! Alright. I am going to leave these papers with you to fill out while I run out to my parents house while I’m here. Will that be alright? Can I swing back by?”
“Yes, absolutely!” I told her, jumping up.
I was still stupefied after she came back by and picked up the paperwork, walking circles around my kitchen with my hands on my head. Did I really just get a job? Just like that? My DREAM job?
The next morning, there was another knock and when I saw the delivery drivers, I assumed they were there with the things I would need for the office. I wasn’t ready! I hadn’t moved anything yet!
What they brought in was a desk, filing cabinets, a larger organizer, a bookcase and several other office furnishings.
“We were also paid to move a bed and some things to the garage?” the man asked, looking at his paperwork.
I looked up at him, then led him to my old bedroom, feeling a little sick.
This was Gerrid. He had arranged this when his sister told him I took the job.
They moved everything out, then moved the office in, setting everything up. It was ready to go, ready for all the equipment. All of it showed up the following Monday, along with Genny as she showed me how to run things and walked me through all of the things she brought over. She was incredibly nice and I felt like a horrible person when I thought about how she was here and why. What Gerrid was doing for me even while he was serving time because of me.
I slipped into my new job with ease, it really was simple and I enjoyed organizing and getting to see and help with all of the wedding plans. I finally got a bank account set up and stopped worrying about when the bills would all start hitting.
When two months had passed and I still hadn’t gotten a bill for anything, I called the power company. My bill was being paid by automatic withdrawal. Same with water and gas.
This had to stop.
I drove out to the prison on a Saturday and stared at it a long moment. It didn’t look like a prison at all. It said correctional facility on the sign, but it looked like a highschool or something. I went in and it was incredibly nice. Very clean and very high end. This wasn’t a normal jail, it was a jail for wealthy people to claim they were serving time when really they were in a country club. That’s what it seemed like to me anyway as I was shown to a ‘guest’ room.
A guard was in there with me as I waited, but I still stood nervously when Gerrid came in the door.
He grinned at me and hurried to me as I stepped back. “Babe! You came to see me! I knew you would!” he cried, pulling me into a hug. “I’ve missed you so much! You look amazing!”
“Gerrid, let me go!” I whispered, trying to push away from him.
“Hightower,” the guard called, the admonishment sounding very lighthearted.
Gerrid let me go, stepping back. “You really do look fantastic, babe! You look happy! Are you happy?”
I sat down in the chair across from the couch and motioned him to sit as well. “I came to talk to you, Gerrid,” I told him, ignoring his question. “I need you to call and have the utilities put back in my name so I can pay for them.”
“Babe, don’t sweat that stuff! I have that covered, you use your money for things you want! Seriously, it’s nothing at all to me and it’s such a small thing to see you happy. You don’t have to worry about that at all, let me do it. Use your money for you.”
“Gerrid, I want to do this for myself! You need to understand that I don’t want all your gifts!”
“Babe, come on. They aren’t really gifts? They are just things you need, things to make your life easier. I know you could do it yourself and I’m so proud of how great you’re doing! She told me that you’re amazing! She called you a godsend! That’s fantastic, babe. I know you have it all covered and that’s really fantastic. Spoil yourself a little, babe. Don’t worry about the stupid shit like power bills and all that. Get yourself some new clothes or get away for a weekend. Something for you. You deserve it!”