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I’m about to take my first shot when I hear an almost inaudible curse beside me. I tilt my head and look down through the glass separating me from Aspen. She is fumbling with the gun, trying to load it with the wrong magazine.
Lol. Damn sis
“What the fuck are you doing?” “I’m loading the gun. What does it look like?” “It looks like you are trying to shove a 1911 magazine into a Glock 19.” “Oh, so this is not the right one?” She looks down at the gun like it’s a foreign object.
Lmaaooo. Definitely Not
“Your father is an arms dealer,” I point out. How in the fucking world has she never held a gun before? “I wanted to study medicine.” She places the gun on the table in front of her and sags against the wall across from me.
That is wild tho lol. Her dad should’ve taught somethingggg.
Her head is down, her shoulders are slumped, and she looks at the gun like she is about to cry. Now I’m even more confused. The entire time she has been here, I haven’t seen her cry once. Even with all the shit people have put her through, including me,
Aww. Shes tired. A person can only take but so much.
She’s always held her head high, yet right now, she looks like she is about to run out crying, and I can’t figure out why. Why now out of all days? More importantly, why do I care? “I don’t know how to do any of this.”
Your dad could’ve taught you something at least. One or two guns girl. That is really crazy.
Shots ring out all around us, but I ignore them as I pick up her gun and load it with the right magazine. “Come here. Stand like this, right foot slightly back, shoulders squared, arms bent. Hold the gun with your right hand, then wrap your left around the bottom like this.”
Well weell...captain save a hoe is back I see.
Props to trying to help her. Which is what you all should’ve been doing in the first place but I digress.
“That’s terrible.” Brooks walks up beside us. “Who the fuck taught you how to shoot?” “Ahh, no one. This is my first time,” Aspen admits, shocking Brooks just as much. “All right then, you go back to your booth, and I’ll go over everything with her.”
Seeee. I knew i liked this teacher
I move back to my spot, making a mental note to check Brooks out later. He clearly doesn’t know who Aspen is since he’s the only instructor so far who hasn’t treated her like a traitor.
Good for him. As it should be TF !😭 The rest of that faculty needs to fall in line too. .
Brooks spends most of the class with Aspen, showing her how to handle the array of guns. With each passing minute, I get more irritated, and I don’t really know why. All I do know is that by the end of the class, I’m ready to punch a hole into Brooks’s face.
Lmaaoo. Oh pleaseeee😂
Aspen walks past me, obviously trying to avoid me, but I easily catch up to her. Grabbing her arm, I pull her into my side and lean down so I can whisper in her ear. “You still owe me an hour.”
🙄
“You’re stronger than you think, Aspen, and even if it feels like the walls are crumbling around you, they’re not. There is no safer place for you than inside Corium.” “It’s literal hell here.” “Well, in case you need some leverage, I can tell you this…” He looks away from the camera and then back again
Whats tea pops ? 👀
“The answer to his question is Xander.” Xander? And who’s question? “What are you talking about?” I ask, confused by the riddle. “You’re smarter than you think, Aspen.” “Smart has nothing to do with it, Dad.
Wtf does that mean ???
I can do this. Things are hard here, but they could be worse. My father—though he didn’t really explain what he meant by it—provided me with leverage. I have no idea what it means, but if I have to use it, I will.
You go girl.
My cock grows hard at the reminder of how afraid and weak Aspen looked. I need to see her like that again. I need to have her at my mercy, willing to do anything I tell her to do. I crave her complete submission and thrive off the pleasure it gives me. I’m like an addict when it comes to controlling Aspen, and I never want to stop.
Psycho
“There has to be something you want more than tormenting me.” I almost laugh. “You don’t want to know the things I want from you, Aspen. It would make your nightmares look like fairy tales.”
🥴
“Not… seems like a shit deal. You want me to stay out of the library for the whole school year, but I only get one hour of your time? I want more than that… much more.” She visibly shivers. “I know I’m going to regret this later, but one hour, once a week, inside my room.”
Ooooooo
“One hour, once a week. That still sounds like you’re winning, and I’m losing.” Her little jaw tightens, and flames of fire flicker in her eyes. My cock grows harder. Even her anger turns me on.
Literaly playng with her
“Hmm… one hour, once a week, but I’m in charge the entire time. You have to do whatever I want without complaining.” “Fine, but you agree to stay out of here. You won’t show up whenever you want and harass me. This will be my safe place. You promise?”
I guessss
It’s funny how much she acts like she hates me, but when we’re alone in her room, and it’s just the two of us, she melts like butter in my hands. In a way, I’m giving us both a reprieve. I get one hour of control, and she gets one hour to let go and pretend we aren’t enemies.
Mmmm. It goes for you too. You act like you hate her but constantly think of her and crave her. Check in on her make sure she’s good.
“No, seriously, let’s play. You get one hour alone with Anja or Aspen. Who you fucking?” “That’s easy. While Aspen is easy on the eyes and would probably be an easy lay. I bet she’s a virgin. Plus, she’s a rat. I’m not going to fuck the enemy, so I’m going with Anja,” Ren explains.
Ren...ugh...what is your story ??
“What about you, Q, you fucking Aspen or Anja?” Nash questions. Ren is smiling smugly from where he sits. He knows I’m a little infatuated with Aspen, but he has no idea how deep any of this goes. “Neither,” I sneer and shove the bottle at Ren.
Liar liaarrr. Lol
Aspen’s back is flush to my front, and my arm is wrapped around her middle, holding her to me. She tries to wiggle out of my hold, but I only pull her closer, not ready to let her go. “Where do you think you’re going?” “Away from you. You shouldn’t be here.”
Lmaooo. I can’t.
“Me, this is my room, and we said one hour a week. You’ve been here six hours.” “Six?” I look around the room and stop at the lit-up red numbers on Aspen’s alarm clock. It reads 5:34 a.m., which means she is right.
Daammnnn. 😂
“Sleeping doesn’t count. You sucked my dick for thirty minutes, so that’s the only time that counts. I still have thirty minutes left for this week.” “That’s not the deal we made, and you know it.” She tries to shimmy out of my hold again. “Let me go.” “You’re kind of cute when you think you’re in charge.
Wooow. Not a loophole.
I told you last night that was your one and only veto. The only time I let you tap out. Stop me again, and the deal is off. You’ll have to fend for yourself.” It’s an empty threat, but she doesn’t know that. Her body goes slack in my hold, and I know I have her right where I want.
Smdh. Wooow. Playing a whole game she doesn’t even know the rules to.
I’ve done bad things, and I’ve taken a lot from Aspen, but nothing felt as bad as it did last night. Somehow, it felt different, worse, and something tells me if I had crossed that line, it would have broken her and etched a darkness into my soul I would have never been able to get rid of.
Well…thank God for that I guess.
“Now spread your legs for me and keep them open. And don’t look so miserable. If you behave, I’ll make you come too.” My offer only pours gas into the fire burning in her eyes. The hazel color turns into a simmering ember,
Oh boy..
Staring into her eyes, I watch as her resistance to me crumbles while I stroke her clit, circling the bud over and over until I start to feel her arousal on my fingers. Straight white teeth sink into her bottom lip as she tries to stifle a moan of pleasure. Her lustful gaze clashes with my own.
We’re doing thisss
Her body wants me even if her mind doesn’t. Slipping a finger inside her, I find her wet and ready. I can’t help but smirk as I withdraw my finger once more and move to settle between her legs.
Same goes for you
I almost growl while I line my cock up with her entrance. I can’t wait to be inside her, to take her innocence and claim it as my own.
😭🥴
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I hiss. “Relax a bit.” “You try to relax when something way too big is shoved up inside you,” she snaps, making me chuckle. “Is that your way of trying to tell me I have a big dick?”
Lol. Stfu bro fr. 😂🤦🏾♀️
“I hate you, and I hate this.” Dropping my head into the crook of her neck, I whisper into the shell of her ear, “Liar.” “Ugh,” she grunts, digging her sharp nails deeper into my arms. “It fucking hurts.” “It will feel better next time.”
Lol. Smh. Alrighty then.
She whimpers, and I realize I’ve picked up speed in my excitement. I should probably slow down, but it feels so fucking good. How does she feel like this? Like she was made for me. I could stay buried inside her forever,
Lmaaoo. That’s called attraction.
but I know she is actually hurting, and contrary to what she believes, I don’t care for causing her physical pain. Luckily for her, it doesn’t take long before I can feel the tingle at the base of my spine.
Well god for her I guess.
I look down at the bed. Aspen hasn’t moved. She is on her back with her legs spread, giving me a prime view of her swollen pussy that’s leaking a mixture of my cum and her blood, both a reminder of what I just took from her and the fact that I didn’t use a condom. Aspen must be reading my mind.
I was wondering when this ws gonna come up....gotta wrap it up
“Oh, god, you didn’t use a condom!” She sits up, looking between her legs, then glaring up at me. “Calm down. They tested everyone for diseases before we got here. We’re both clean. Don’t get up. I’m getting a washcloth.”
Thats not the problem ASS and you know it. 🙄
“Quinton, I’m not on the pill!” I stop dead in my tracks, my whole body freezing as her words slowly start to sink in. Fuck, how could I have been so careless? “Did you hear me? I’m not on the pill. You can’t come inside me. What if you get me pregnant?” Pregnant…
Oh goodness..please dont tell me he has a breeding kink🥴
I wipe between her legs with the wet washcloth, watching as the white fabric turns pink. “Did you hear—” “I heard you,” I snap. I don’t know why I’m getting angry with her. This is on me.
Absolutely on you dude.
maybe for an extra thirty minutes a week, I’ll even have them do your laundry.” “Is that what you would do if you accidentally got me pregnant? Barter with me for everything? An extra hour for child support? Or would you just get rid of me altogether?” “Shut up!”
Oooo. Nice one girlieee
Anger surges through me as my mind is running rampant. Is that how I came to be? Did my father sleep with the enemy? Did my father hate my birth mother, and did she hate him so much that she didn’t want me?
Maybe..
“Does this hurt?” I ask, my anger disappearing rapidly as she hands over control to me. When she shakes her head, I part her lips and press my thumb to her clit. Her eyes flutter closed, and her head tips back into the pillow.
Oop-
I rub lazy circles over the small bundle of nerves until her back arches off the bed, and her breathing is labored. She keeps her eyes closed the whole time, probably not wanting to see who is bringing her pleasure like this. She still won’t admit that part of her wants me.
I wouldnt either
