Chapter 5: Resolution
I am just not ready to make that kind of commitment yet. But now, I couldn't even go to the pharmacy without feeling the prying eyes of strangers. I was living a double life, and it was wearing on me.
I made my way home, my mind racing with thoughts of Reggie, the video, and what it meant for my future. As I unlocked the door to my apartment, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over me. Home was safe, home was mine.
But that safety was short-lived, as the sound of a knock at the door jolted me out of my reverie. I peered through the peephole, and my heart skipped a beat as I recognized the silhouette of Reggie standing on the other side.
I hesitated for a moment, debating whether or not to answer the door.
I had just experienced something intense and personal, and I wasn't sure if I was ready to face Reggie again so soon. But ultimately, my curiosity got the better of me. I took a deep breath and opened the door.
Reggie stood there, looking even more confident and charismatic than before. He grinned at me, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Hey, Alice," he said, his voice low and seductive. "I hope you're ready for round three."
I felt a flutter of excitement in my stomach, but also a sense of trepidation. I wasn't sure if I could handle another round of intense sex, especially so soon after the first. But at the same time, I couldn't deny the attraction I felt towards Reggie. He was confident, charismatic, and knew exactly how to push my buttons.
But I had to remember that he was also my co-worker, and that our relationship had to remain professional. I couldn't let myself get swept up in the moment and forget about the consequences.
"Reggie, I can't do this," I said, trying to sound as firm as possible. "We work together, and this is just...it's not right."
Reggie looked taken aback, as if he hadn't expected me to reject his proposal. He opened his mouth to say something, but then seemed to think better of it.
"Fine," he said, his voice cold and clipped. "But just know that this isn't over. I'll be back, Alice. And next time, you won't be able to resist me."
I waited for Reggie to turn on his heel and stalk away, but instead to continued to stand there in the doorway, that cocky part of Reggie reappeared. He eyes looked me up and down, even in my baggy pajamas, my curves were prominently on display for any man standing so close to me.
Barely a heartbeat later, Reggie lunged at me, filling my mouth with his tongue, he reeked of whiskey and cigarettes, by the time I raised my hands to push him away, I heard the popping of my pajama buttons flying to the floor, my breasts shook free from the violence and his mouth surrounded a nipple, every time I commanded my voice to scream, I heard myself moan instead. His strong arms spun me around and bent me over, I hear the elastics rip and tear then I saw my pjs pulled down with my panties.
I heard his spit and then his fingers slip in. Oh god, I was instantly wet, I couldn't stop from what was happening but I could try to enjoy it. I did not like the when and how or the who but I was moaning in approval for the what, that huge cock tore me open like it was home again, my pussy was made specifically for that big cock, and as quick as he entered me, he was shooting his load inside me.
I fell to the floor, weakened knees dropped me and I turned to face that cock and I gently cleaned it with my tongue, I looked up to Reggie, his eyes apologetic.
"Oh god Alice, I am sorry, I enjoyed that too much, taking you with out..."
His hands combed gently through my hair as we shared the silence.
"Give me a minute love, and I'll give you a proper fucking, I know you love my cum inside you and I promise to not leave until you are dripping..."
I sat there on the floor, unable to comprehend what had just happened, and what happens after I get fucked again. I knew only one thing, I was Reggie's fuck slave.
I belonged to him, and he was going to use me as he pleased. I felt a twisted sense of excitement at the thought, knowing that he would take care of me and give me the best damn orgasms of my life. I couldn't wait anymore. I stood up and walked towards him, our eyes locked with an intensity that made my heart race.
"I'm ready for you, Reggie," I whispered, and he smirked in response.
He didn't waste any time, lifting me up and pinning me against the wall. What was once a monstrous cock that was the nightmare of any virgin's pussy entered me easily, no matter my state of mind, my pussy would always welcome that cock.
"Oh God Reggie, fuck me... hard, fuck that pussy Baby!"
Reggie's thrust grew more... intense, before long, he dominance over me was complete as he took me from behind, his fingers twisting my nipples until I cried out, he grew rougher, trying to find my limits and only unleashed my depravity to accept punishment. I begged him to allow me to cum, I surrendered everything to him and his cock. I would give anything for him to fill me with his sperm. Despite my strong independence and spirit, that man would take me in the men's room, behind the bar counter, even in the next room when my boyfriend was over.
I was a woman now, free to decide to be a sex slave.
To relinquish control of my body to a man who was dominant, to let him take me whenever and wherever he wanted. It was a strange and exciting feeling, feeling a sense of submission for once, knowing that Reggie would satisfy my every need, and that I was powerless to stop him.