HAKAN**“I will get that apology from you by hook or by crook.”That was the last coherent thought in my head and out my mouth before I made a lapse in judgement caused by a moment of weakness. By the sound she made, she hadn’t expected me to fuck her either, but seeing her bent over the bed, and arguing with her had managed to snap the last of my restraint. I was so pissed at her, at the same time, I wanted her so badly that my balls ached.“You feel so fucking good.” I groaned because I couldn’t help myself.Her arms had given out at my second thrust, and with her bent even more like this, I literally saw stars every time I thrust into her. I meant to give her more time to adjust to me, but the feeling of being in her was too much for my self control, she was so wet, and warm and tight, I just couldn’t hold back. My grip on her hips was tight enough that I knew that I would leave marks on her skin, but even the thought of that was so appealing. The thought of seeing physical eviden
NIGHTINGALE**When I woke up, I was a bit disoriented. For several seconds, I couldn’t remember where I was or how I got here, and the room seemed so unfamiliar. My limbs felt like jelly, and my lower half tingled. I was still in that dazed half awake state when the door opened and the man responsible for my condition walked in. It was seeing his face that triggered all my memories. I remembered how he caught me with the pills and his ‘punishment’… no wonder I felt so out of it after waking, I came so hard that I passed out right after. I was fully dressed now, and so was he. I usually sleep light so it’s a surprise to me that he dressed me and I didn’t even notice or wake up. I also feel clean instead of sticky so he must have cleaned me up too instead of just putting clothes over all the bodily fluids I slept with. I didn’t really know how to feel about that, should I feel violated or grateful?“You’re awake, good. We need to get strapped in, we’re about to land.” He said as he wal
HAKAN**I held Nightingale close to me while we drove back home. Someone looking might think she would fade away if I let her go for even one second. I just couldn’t stop myself. I had almost given up on my search for her and she was just delivered to me by coincidence. I don’t know what name to give the feelings I have for her, the closest thing I can name is obsession. I was obsessed with everything about her. She was different now, but that same obsession I felt the first night we met still burned hot in my blood. I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anything else.The compound hadn’t changed much since the last time she was here, but as we got out of the car, Nightingale looked around like it was her first time here. To be fair, she was only here once, and we were too preoccupied with other things so she hadn’t really seen the place and it had also been at night. Besides, it’s been almost two years, even someone with a complete layout of the compound would still forget some thin
NIGHTINGALE**I honestly don’t know what I was thinking at that moment. One second I was yelling at him, telling him how much I hate him, and then I saw the gun and my only thought was that I wanted to end it all. I grabbed the gun before he could stop me and pulled the trigger before I could overthink and convince myself that dying isn’t the best option. There was a click sound but the bullet didn’t leave the magazine because the safety was on. I didn’t get a second chance to attempt my murder, he grabbed the gun from me and threw it far from my reach.For several seconds we stared at each other and he looked at me like he couldn’t believe Ijust tried to kill myself. He seemed to just be realising what a mess I currently am even though he has tried to convince me and himself otherwise. I gasped as he moved close to me and grabbed the back of my hair so hard that my scalp twinged with a bit of pain.“Don’t ever do that again.”I expected him to yell or maybe even hit me. But he didn
HAKAN~After the woman nearly killed me with a heart attack by trying to shoot herself, I dragged her into the house and this time, she didn’t resist. The rest of them had gone to their rooms so I took her to mine. Everywhere we passed, she kept twisting and turning to look around, not to check for escape routes like I usually would when I entered a new place, but because she was taking in everything. The floors, the ceiling, the walls, and the interior decor of my house. The inside of my mansion made even more of a statement than the outside. Everything was placed strategically to show off my wealth so whenever I had guests over, no one would dare question my status.The only part of the house that was simple compared to the rest were the bedrooms. Since no guests would be allowed in our private spaces, each of us had designed our bedrooms to suit our personal tastes. As I opened the door to my room, we left opulence and stepped into modern elegance. The colours were in varying shad
NIGHTINGALE*I waited to see if he was bluffing but I should have known by now that Hakan wasn’t like the other men I serviced while I worked on the streets. He had my hands pinned above my head and even when I tried to move my hips and force his fingers back into me, he moved farther away.“Say it, Nightingale. Tell me I’m the only one who makes you feel this good.” He whispered against my lips.He was the only man who could make me delirious with pleasure but I didn’t want to say it because it felt like I was letting him win if I do so. I could feel his hardness against me and I knew that he wanted me just as badly as I wanted him. So I held on to my defiance and refused to speak, hoping that his control would snap and he would still fuck me. Instead he stripped me naked and bent me over the bed in less than two minutes.I was embarrassed by how wet I was, I knew that his hand was soaked with my juices and so were my thighs. But I don’t seem to be able to control my body’s reaction
HAKAN~I should probably see a therapist. My obsession with this woman was unreal and probably psychotic at this point. Seeing my cum on her skin filled me with such delight that even I could recognise how unhinged it was. Even after I just came hard enough to see stars, I could feel my dick twitch at the sight before me. Meanwhile, she was suffering. Needy whimpers escaped her lips as she wiggled her hips and begged me to let her cum.. But I stepped away from the bed and tucked myself back into my slacks. Since I hadn’t gotten fully undressed, I only had to fix my zip and belt and she turned to glare at me while I did so.“What was that for? I did all you asked of me. I said what you wanted me to, so why did you leave me hanging?”“This was a punishment, remember? You don’t get to cum until I think you’ve earned it.”“Fuck you. I’ll just do it myself. I don’t need you.”She moved to put her hands between her legs and I grabbed her wrists.“Don’t you dare. This body belongs to me and
NIGHTINGALE~“I’m not crazy.”“Therapy isn’t for crazy people. It will help your detox process.”How do I explain to these people in a way that they would understand? I don't want to detox, I definitely don't want therapy because no matter what she says therapy is just a way for them to know what's in my head and see if I'm insane. I just want to keep living in blissful oblivion.“I don’t want it, I don’t want to get clean either. I was basically kidnapped and forced to do all this. You’re part of this, so you’re basically a criminal too, doctor.” I said to her and she just smiled but her smile looked sad for some reason.“Then you’re lucky you have someone who cares enough to want you to live. If I had the guts to do what he’s doing for you, my twin brother would still be alive.”As she said this, I blinked repeatedly. I felt a twinge of guilt for bringing up something that obviously hurt her but just because her twin died doesn't mean I will. I've been using hard drugs for several