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Published March 2, 2023
“Don’t make her fall for you and then break her heart. She’s the best damn thing that’s happened to Knox, and honest to fuck, don’t know what I’d do without her.”
Kip laughed. “Don’t think I’ve ever seen you date anyone unless you call taking a couple whores to your bedroom for the night a date. Even then, I can’t vouch that you’re not careless with them in other ways.”
“Pregnancy isn’t all you need to worry about. You know you can get shit from eating pussy, right?”
“It is a nice night, but I don’t let any bitches ride behind me.”
Fuck! I seriously got stood the fuck up by my club brother’s virgin nanny because I told her bitches don’t ride on my bike. What the fuck was I thinking?
As I watched him go, movement caught my attention from the corner of my eye, and I turned to see a man thrusting wildly into a woman. She was naked, aside from the tube top that was pushed up above her breasts so that they swung freely as his thrusts forced her body into motion. She was up on all fours on the couch taking him from behind and looked like she was having a great time of it.
I couldn’t see the man’s face because he was too busy kissing another woman, who was sitting on the back of the couch, while his fingers worked inside her. He was literally pleasing two women at once, out in the open, for anyone and everyone to see.
Two women seemed to be Breakneck’s thing, and now I knew that he could very cleverly satisfy them both without much effort on his part. It made me wonder why he had asked me out at all. That wasn’t something I would ever go for.
If she couldn’t get on board with what I needed to do to relieve stress, then she didn’t have to know about what went on when she wasn’t around. It was the perfect solution, so everyone could be happy.
“So, you’re telling me that Kip’s new babysitter was living with a serial killer who liked to fuck the corpses of his victims that he kept in the basement?”
“Who brought the judgmental prude to the clubhouse?” She asked Breakneck, and to my complete and total humiliation, he laughed along with her. “Don’t worry about it, babe. She won’t be around long.”
It was easy for people to throw you away like you were last week’s garbage, a lesson that had been thrust on me not too long ago. I was the garbage thrown out of my family. Both sides of it – the real one and the fake.
“Pussy. You could be my second pussy, Mary. Need one riding my cock and another one riding Connie’s face.”
Or, if you prefer you could eat pussy while I fuck you from behind.”
Me. I was that child, the product of a whore and a disloyal friend. The thought made me glare up at Breakneck and dismiss the sensual way he attempted to seduce me.
“Good! Because I won’t tolerate that shit. From here on out, you’re mine until we decide to part ways. No one else touches what’s mine.” “Does that go both ways?” “Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to, Little Mary.”
“No.” “What?” He seemed stunned stupid by that one word. “I said, ‘No’. I told you I won’t be my mother.”
“If you are with other people, then that makes me just another one of your whores. The only difference is that you don’t have to share me with your club brothers. I won’t be anyone’s whore. Not ever.”
I’d have to talk to Kip about keeping her away from the clubhouse and making sure I had a head’s up about when she needed to stop by for his kid. What she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her and it would help to keep me satisfied.
Fuck. It was the day that she’d seen me with Dee and Connie in the common room and then again with Connie being carried out of my room naked later that same day.
“I like the way you worship me, sweetness, but this isn’t about me.” “Why not? I thought sex was supposed to be about both people.”
He chuckled lightly in response, making me feel stupid. “I rarely even have sex when it’s just two people.”
Unfortunately, I had dried up after the initial pain and being lost to my thoughts, rather than feeling some exquisite pleasure that I thought was supposed to happen.
Apparently, the blissful sex I’d seen so often on the screen was just a big lie told to women to get them to have sex with men.
Sex was not good. Then again, I’d seen Breakneck having sex with other women and it had been far different from this.
After a minute, he rolled off me and threw his arm over his face to keep the light out of his eyes, or maybe to keep from having to look at me. Who knew? I certainly didn’t. None of what just happened between us had even come close to what I thought my first time would be like.
“Catch a nap?” I questioned, not believing that the man would take my virginity and within minutes be up and out the door – his door. God, was this his way of giving me a dignified exit from the room?
Breakneck walked out without a backward glance my way, leaving me behind with far too many questions and a feeling of inadequacy and utter failure.
That feeling lit a fire under my butt and I quickly made my way to the bar area of the clubhouse to go get a drink and some pain relievers from someone, since Breakneck seemed to be in no hurry to tend to my needs.
What I saw when I got to the end of the hall devastated me. Breakneck stood there, still shirtless, bent over the back of a chair that a familiar blonde woman sat in. His arms were locked around her front in a possessive hug as he leaned in and placed a kiss on her neck.
Scout, the woman who I thought had formed a sort of friendship with me, cocked her head to the side and smiled up at him brightly before he took her hand, helped her out of her chair, and walked her hand-in-hand down the opposite hall the same way he had guided me to his room just a little while ago.
Unfortunately, Connie wasn’t done spouting her bullshit at me, and worse, her dramatics were drawing the attention of other people, too. “Maybe it’s time you go crawling home to mommy and daddy now. This isn’t your scene, little princess. These are real men with needs you can’t meet.”
Connie ran for me, and before anyone in the room – including me – could react, her fist made contact with my face.
Maybe, he would have cared more about me then than to leave me without so much as a glance backward only to wrap his arms around another woman less than twenty minutes later and offer her the comfort he should have given me after taking my virginity.
As if that vanilla-as-fuck sex was a workout. It was a little bit of one for me, but Nova had just laid there, unsure of what to do, for most of our session. Things would change.
“What the fuck is going on between you two? I thought you were chasing after Nova?” “Scout is my friend.” “Who you fuck regularly. Not everything skips past me just because I have a lot on my plate, asshole.”
I had cum inside her. It just now hit me that using a condom had never even entered my mind when it came to Nova.
The fact that you left me behind without a care while giving her more sweetness than you afforded me after taking my virginity was enough for me. Nothing else had to happen to break my damn heart and make me ache in other places beyond where you broke me physically.”
After the awful sex, and being left without a thought, I wondered if anything Breakneck had to say would matter. There was no way of knowing, so I tried to put it out of my mind until I had to deal with it – and him – later.
The minute I stepped out of church, and grinned at Scout, she knew what her fate was and practically tackled me as she jumped into my arms to celebrate. Scout’s lips met my own before I pushed her away and set her down on her feet.
Do you know I sat here debating whether or not I was supposed to go back to Kip’s room or if you had gone to satisfy yourself with someone else instead, since it was so awful. You didn’t even give me a chance to talk to you about the fact that you didn’t use any protection.
“That’s fine, but what about diseases? I know for a fact you were with at least two women only a week ago.”
“Condoms aren’t one hundred percent, Breakneck. When was the last time you were tested?”
“Sorry, I didn’t realize.” It wasn’t that I didn’t realize what he might want, but the fact that all those other female products meant it wasn’t anything special anyway. He was already used to showering with whores and I was feeling a bit self-conscious.
Everything down there still hurt, and Breakneck pushing his cock in the way he did, didn’t make it feel any better. I winced but it went unnoticed as Breakneck was too busy watching where he entered me. I wanted to yell at him, tell him that it didn’t feel good, or something. The problem was, If I did that, he wouldn’t touch me again. He’d go grab two of his whores and forget about me.
Unfortunately, he came attached to the man who seemed to be clueless about what my body was telling him. I hadn’t been ready for sex – again.
I winced again as he slammed into me a little harder and nearly lost his footing.
“Shit. Why didn’t you say something?” “You really didn’t give me a chance,” I muttered as I used the towel to dry off as quickly as possible.
My kinks weren’t even that bad. Tame compared to most, but I needed them. Needed to feel the rush of fucking hard, dirty, and sometimes with a little pain mixed in for the women I was pleasuring.
We were still basically living together, and we had sex regularly, but truth be told, it was boring and stale. We had only ever done it in one position other than missionary, and that was the horrible shower incident that ended up on video.
The whole time we’d been living together, he never got rid of them. He never removed a single bottle, and yet, he’d made sure to pack mine up for me before he booted me out the door.
Breakneck was standing at the end of the bed, with his knees bent just far enough that he could reach to thrust his cock inside some woman’s pussy while he spanked her with a wad of leather straps that were… Oh God! They were attached to something that was stuck in her ass.
That wasn’t even the worst of what I was seeing. The same woman also had one of those gag things strapped around her head, only it wasn’t a normal one because it also had a bunch of those same leather strips hanging off of it, though much shorter, and she was wagging her head back and forth while using the straps to spank another woman’s pussy.
While my boyfriend was fucking a woman whose identity I couldn’t make out just yet, there was no doubt that Mitzi was the one having her pussy spanked.
I nutted when I was with Nova, but it wasn’t the same. Hell, I fucking loved that girl, but the sex was just boring. Yeah, it got me off, but only just and without all the extra thrill I usually felt.
“The last thing she needed was to see her new boyfriend, who had just thrown her out after living together for a month, looking fucking thrilled to death about the kinky threesome, or I guess foursome if she did notice Trench, that he was participating in.”
“No, Breakneck. You let her go. You drove her away from here today. You knew the threat might have been lessened for the rest of the club, especially our outliers, but she was still very much a target and instead of keeping her here at the clubhouse where she would be safe until we could locate the VOMC, you decided to make you dick a priority. Sent her packing with nothing more than a wet-behind-the-ears prospect to guard her.
“Breakneck really did send me away so he could fuck the club whores in ways he never even attempted with me.”
“The crazy thing was that you were never enough for me. Sex with you was awful.” “Oh shit!” I heard someone say, though I couldn’t pinpoint who it was.
“Go back to enjoying your whores, your club brothers, and whatever it is you all get up to together. It seems like they’re the only ones you can fuck normally. I’ll find someone who can treat me better and won’t be afraid to fuck me like they might break me. Just me though, because I’ll be good enough for them and they’ll want to be truly in it with me and not phoning in a subpar performance while dreaming of really giving there all to someone who supposedly doesn’t matter to them.”
He didn’t get it. His stupid letter said he’d never do that again, yet the last time I’d seen him he had Scout hanging all over him and he yelled at me for saying something bad about her. Honestly, while what I said had been mean, it had also been the truth, so I didn’t deserve his anger. Breakneck didn’t even realized he’d already proven to me that he would absolutely do it again.
“I’m scrubbing you clean before we go any further.” My gut clenched tight at her proclamation. “I’m making sure that every inch of your body is cleansed from the whores you preferred to fuck over me.”
“I’m washing away their stink. I’m washing away all the places they touched. Kissed. Sucked. Licked. Every single place their bodies have touched yours, and you have used to touch them. I’m scrubbing it all away.”
“You gave me soft, slow, and awkward. You left me there afterward for me to find you hugging and kissing on some other woman - no matter how innocent that supposedly was. You were far more loving, free, and real with her than you’d been while taking my virginity.”
You’re going to wash away every expectation I had, every desire, every dream that didn’t come true. You’re going to wash away all the heartache of having to see you touch other women in ways you didn’t dare touch me. The ways I watched, wishing it was my body your fingers dug into, my ass that you slapped, my pussy that you assaulted so vigorously. You’re going to make me forget ever wishing for what you gave to other women and denied me.” FUCK. MY. LIFE.
“I thought I could do this,” she admitted quietly before her eyes darted around the room again. “I don’t think I can. I don’t think I can be here where you’ve been with all of them. I look at your bed, where you took my virginity, and I hate it. I don’t want to remember the way you were with me or be stuck imagining the different ways you were with them in here. It all feels so wrong.”
“Fuck me harder! Yes, daddy! Fuck my pussy with that big ol’ cock!”
“Shut up!” I ordered.
“Should have brought a second bitch in here and dropped you face down in her cunt to keep that mouth of yours shut before I lose the mood,” I grumbled. Connie’s cheeks flamed with heat as her eyes flashed with annoyance.
I yanked one of my pillows out of the pillowcase and tossed the fucking thing over Connie’s head. The pillowcase, not the pillow. I wasn’t trying to kill her, just make her invisible
“What in the fuck is going on in here?” I turned to see Vamp standing in my doorway laughing. “Jesus, Break. I’ve seen a lot of shit, but that takes the cake! Who do you have under there? I didn’t think we had any truly ugly bitches that had to be bagged before they were tagged.”
That did it. Connie kicked her leg up and down, flailing in the signal to let her go because she’d had enough.
“Fuck you, Vamp! Now, she’s gonna bolt before I get to cum.”
I pulled my cock free from Connie’s gaping ass and shook my head in disgust. Hers was not the body I wanted to see lying there.