The trip to the party house was peaceful, despite the fact that she was with a stranger who was most likely escorting her to her death. She was comfortable; she was all over the vehicle, touching all the costly drinks and utensils. It was her first time being in such a luxurious vehicle.
Marcus could tell the whiskey was working.
They finally arrived at the house party. Before entering the main room, they had to walk through a dark lane.
Nera's heart began racing for the first time. She was now convinced he was taking her to her death but still couldn't bring herself to flee or scream. She willingly followed him as they approached a door with an X on it.
Marcus knocked, and a bouncer walked out, asking for his invitation, which he supplied.
The two were permitted to enter.
Nera gulped, her pulse beating as she followed the elderly from behind.
She could hear drowsy music playing.
"You appeared to be one who wanted to relieve her tension," he said as the groaning became audible for Nera to hear.
She gazed up at him, perplexed, his eyes grimacing at what he was looking at.
Nera turned to see what he was staring at.
Her eyes widened in shock, and her mouth parted. It was an orgy party, with naked men and women enjoying each other's company while sensual music played in the background.
The entire room was red, with luxury beds adorned in red laces and swings. There were three beds in total, all filled with naked men and women on top of each other doing the kinkiest styles she had never seen before.
In the corner of the room was a self-serve bar filled with all types of alcohol and shelves filled with drugs.
"This is the place I come to when I want to lose myself," Marcus whispered. "No one judges each other here so be free."
Nera stood there, her mouth open in shock; she wanted to look away but couldn't stop staring at the scene in front of her.
A woman in nothing but a g-string walked up to them and asked whether they wanted company or privacy.
"Private," Marcus replied as he grabbed Nera by the hand and led her to their private room. He didn't want to overwhelm or share her because it was her first time.
Nera followed him to the luxury room as Marcus closed the door behind them.
Nera looked around; the room looked similar to the main room they had just passed. The only difference was the size.
Marcus took a seat on the bed and asked Nera to join him.
As the truth of what she had consented to began to seep in, Nera swallowed hard. She was at a sex party.
Marcus noticed that she was debating inside herself. He stood up and opened a drawer, removing some little pills. He approached her and presented them to her.
"These small babies are going to take away the suffering," he said quietly.
Nera examined them, wondering whether they were sleeping pills.
"No, why would I send you to sleep when I want you to enjoy every bit of this heaven?" he questioned, advising her to trust him.
She didn't trust him, and the only reason she was in the room with him was because she didn't care about living. All she wanted was for the anguish to stop.
Marcus ingested one of the tablets to gain her trust. Nera paused for a moment before grabbing one and swallowing it as well.
It didn't take long for the drug to go into effect and take over their bodies. Nera's body began to ache in the most desired way she had ever felt. She wanted to be caressed everywhere, and she was already taking off all her clothing.
Marcus was also already in his boxer shorts and popping champagne corks.
The alluring music began to play. Nera climbed into bed as the pill took hold of her.
She had no clue what the pill was, but it was numbing her throbbing heart and completely taking over her body in an exciting way.
She began to relax gradually as she felt a few spasms near her core. Marcus was nowhere near her, so she knew it was the drug.
He was looking down at her nakedness from above. Her olive complexion glistened in her eyes, and she was stunning. He began clapping himself on the back for not allowing to share her. He had her all to himself, and he knew it wasn't going to be a one-night stand.
The contact of his warm fingertips on her exposed flesh drove another flash of heat straight to her core, making it hurt as a little whimper escaped from her.
Marcus kept touching her soft flesh with his hands. Nera hadn't felt anything like it in a long time. He wrapped his hands around her waist, her skin smooth and silky to the touch, and kept tracing every inch of her woman parts. As her mouth moved beneath his, he went Dipper, sucking on his nipple delicately. He tightened his grip and drew her closer. It was a delectable agony. He gasped as her touch hardened his flesh.
Soon, his hardness was inside her, and she was moaning to the rhythm of his smooth thrusts. She didn't mind that an old man was on top of her or that she had no idea what his name was. What was crucial to her was that he was replacing the anguish with an ecstatic feeling she had never felt before, and she didn't want him to stop.
The intense lovemaking continued till morning, with neither of the two wanting to let go of the other. Nera had lost herself in the embrace of a stranger, an old stranger old enough to be her father but she didn't care.
Uncle Luke awoke early in the morning to check on his beloved niece. He knocked three times but received no response. He kept banging, shouting Nera's name. He chose to enter the room despite her not answering.
He was certain Nera didn't want to be disturbed and was still sleeping. But when he walked in, the bed was vacant. He dashed to the restroom, knocking three times before finally unlocking the door. But Nera was nowhere to be seen.
Uncle Luke started panicking and grabbed his phone, quickly dialing Nera's line but Nicole answered the phone. She was still having Nera's phone. She grinned when the old man hung up on her.
She had a call earlier from one of her friends, claiming to have spotted Nera leaving a nightclub with an old man. She grinned as the friend appeared not to have been lying. She instantly called Greg's mother, notifying her of the juicy gossip.
The holy daughter-in-law-to-be was not as holy as everyone thought.
Nera shifted her aching body to the other side of the bed, her eyes heavy with regret. Her entire body felt as if it had just run a country marathon in a satisfyingly short amount of time. She wanted to believe her wedding had gone so well and her exhausting body was as a result of her husband's never-ending lovemaking in her honeymoon bed.But the reality was far from the truth, she was quite aware she had just spent a wild night with a stranger, and not just any stranger, but an elderly man old enough to be her father. She tightly closed her eyes, afraid they would not open without her consent.But heavy hands grabbed her naked body from behind and drew her closer."Are you finally awake, princess?" The old man asked, his intoxicating breath warming her bearskin. A wave of uneasiness rushed through her as she tried to move away, but his grip was too tight for her. She could feel his manhood rubbing against her, making her very uncomfortable as her eyes popped open in shock.A smal
Nera walked to her bed slowly, taking a seat. She knew she was disrespecting her uncle, but the frustration swelling deep inside of her needed to be unleashed on someone, and it was just unfortunate it was her uncle in her presence.She wanted her uncle to slap the living snot out of her. She had hoped a slap would pump some sense into her, but to her disappointment, her uncle walked to her bed and sat next to her.She could tell he was trembling and struggling to keep his cool. There was a brief pause as if he was contemplating what to say. Before asking, he cleared his throat. "Did he, at the very least, wear protection?" Nera's eyes shot up as a lump formed in her throat."You know there are a lot of diseases plus pregnancy," he whispered, trying to hold back his tears.Nera's jaw grew tense with strain, her brows pulling up, knitting in the middle. She thought she had screwed up because it was a sex party and she did it with an old man, but the thought of diseases and pregnancy
"Good day, Princess. I've been calling and searching for you all day," Marcus whispered softly as he leaned down to match her height.Nera kept staring at him, her words stuttering.Marcus noticed she had become entangled in a trans and reached into his pockets to retrieve the item he had gone to give her."Oh, I just came to give you something you left in our love nest," he said quietly again. Something about the way he spoke made it appear as if he was about to say something forbidden at the end of his sentences.Nera quickly snapped out of her trans, looking around the yard to see if anyone was watching them. An old man in an expensive Porsche car had just parked in front of her house, and he was about to hand her underwear in broad daylight for everyone to watch.She quickly reached out and pushed his hands back into his pockets, making sure they stayed in there."What the heck are you doing?" she whispered back trying not to yell and attract any attention.Marcus fixed his gaze o
Marcus scrutinized the lovely, innocent woman seated next to him. He admired her ability to switch from clean to dirty thoughts in a split second while maintaining her innocence. He hadn't said much, but she thought she knew exactly what he was thinking.Nera swallowed hard, trying to come up with the right words to get out of the sticky situation for the second time in a row."I... can't," she said quietly."How can you refuse something I didn't ask for?" Marcus smiled.Near looked at him, puzzled, before turning away."I'm not that type of person," she added, her gaze fixed on the outside. "You must have understood our earlier encounter," she added."No, you are that kind of person," he replied. "In fact, you are perfect."Nera turned to face the man, her nostrils flaring. She was tempted to slap the living snot out of him. Her expression turned brisk and businesslike. It looked like he had mistaken her for a prostitute that he could just call for sex whenever he felt like it.Befor
Nera clenched her fist, ready to punch anyone who was going to say the next stupid thing."What are you going to do? Punch me?" Greg's mother asked, noticing Nera's stance."She wouldn't dare!" Nicole spoke up, holding her armsNera studied the two; they were holding hands like some stupid family. Greg's mother was supposed to be on her side and not with the woman who her son cheated with.She was the victim, but the woman was looking at her with so much spite."You have no shame, sleeping with old men? Was it for money?" Nicole asked, making sure she was audible for the customers in the restaurant. "Does Greg pay you when you two are fucking?" Nera finally found the words. She was not going to let them bully her when it was they who were not supposed to be ashamed of themselves.Greg realized things were going to escalate. The entire restaurant was watching them. He stepped in quickly and asked the three women to calm down, but his mother and Nicole had other plans.His mother pushe
Nera took in her surroundings before turning to face Marcus, who was kneeling in front of her. The entire restaurant was watching them, waiting for the drama to unfold. Nera couldn't decide whether to scream or flee the restaurant, but Greg, his mother, and Nicole's rage was entertaining to watch.It was as if she was giving them their own medicine and putting an end to their infliction of pain on her.She blinked. "Inflicting pain on others before they inflict it on you," Marcus's words, who now had a pleading face, kept running through her mind.She had nothing to lose; with just a high school certificate and gossip of her fucking an old man all over town, no respectable young bachelor was ever going to settle for her. She had no future, her reputation was ruined, and she knew the second she was going to walk out of the restaurant, Greg's mother was going to make her life a living hell.Her reply to the old man kneeling before her was going to determine her future."Nera!" The old
"No no, stop it!" Nera yelled at him.Marcus smiled a bit confused"Stop looking at me like that?" She yelled looking away."Looking at you like what?" He asked, moving closer to her, even though he knew exactly what she was talking about."Stop! Do not move!" She ordered.Marcus chuckled, "Mrs. Rashwell, calm down, this is a public place and I can not do anything to your body," he teased, a smile evident on his face.Nera quickly looked around, the assistant was still in the room watching the two with knee interest.Marcus noticed she was uncomfortable, forcing him to excuse the assistant. Now it was just the two of them.He got closer to her and grabbed her hands."Remember what I said: hurt them before they hurt you, and you are free to turn back whenever you are uncomfortable," he whispered."But this is all too fast, and we do not know each other," she pointed out. "And my Uncle... my uncle will kill me," she exclaimed, laughing.Marcus smiled. "We have one thing in common," he r
Nera noticed uncle Luke's eyes towards the cabinet and quickly ran there, barricading it. Her uncle followed suit and ordered her to get out of his way."Uncle calm down, I will explain," Nera replied."I am only going to allow you to explain if you agree that that old fool," he stated pointing at Marcus, "forced you to marry him!" Marcus maintained his stance near the doorway, waiting to be allowed in the house. He understood the man had the right to be mad and was prepared to endure all the insults thrown at him."No he did not uncle," Nera replied."Then get out of my way!" Luke yelled."Calm down and lets all seat down and discuss this like adults!" Marcus finally spoke up."Shut up!" Uncle Luke yelled at him.Nera quickly signaled Marcus to step outside, "please I will call you in when he calms down," she urged.Uncle Luke gritted his teeth and watched as Marcus walked out of the house."How old is he?" He askedNera scratched her head embarrassed knowing very well that Marcus w