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Chapter Seventy-Two
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“Get up and kneel in front of me,” Holly ordered her. As Valerie rolled over to her knees, she noticed Holly standing and stripping out of her pants, something she never expected the woman to do in front of the others. To the best of Valerie’s knowledge, this would be the first time any of them saw the redhead even partially naked. A quick glance at Damien revealed Holly’s actions surprised him as well. Something had changed, but Valerie had no time to think about it. Moving over to where Holly stood, she watched as the woman took her seat once more, and then spread her legs, the dark red curls of her happy patch sitting on top of her slick channel. Valerie could see how wet the other woman was, and suddenly realized a new experience headed her way. With a crook of her finger, Holly motioned for her to come closer. “Now, you’re going to keep eating me out while these men take turns fucking that slutty twat of yours. You won’t stop until the last one has dumped their load into you, a
Valerie's Descent Chapter Seventy-Four
She stared out at the morning, the sun peeking over the horizon, as she sipped her second cup of coffee of the day. Valerie loved Sundays. They were relaxing, without pressure. And she needed that after last night and before what she feared she would face tomorrow with Dean Foster as her teacher’s aide. She still wasn’t sure what happened at the end of the night. Holly seemed in a perfect mood all night, right up until the end, and then she merely turned. It was almost as if the woman tried to torture Damien, and it must have worked with the way he sent everyone home, including her. She worried about what happened between him and Holly after they left but had been too afraid to knock on their door or text him. She also worried about what Holly’s mood change meant for her future with Damien. Lifting the cup to her lips, she took a slow sip of her coffee just as a starling drifted across the sky. As she lowered it once more, she heard the door behind her open and close. It could only b
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She stood in front of her window and watched as Holly drove away, her car loaded to the brim with her possessions. A knot twisted in the pit of her stomach as she stared after the car as it pulled out of the apartment complex’s parking lot, worried that somehow, her life had just changed and she had no idea in what way. Holly turned left and then disappeared around the corner, vanishing from sight. Gone. Valerie hadn’t wanted it to happen, but then again, she had done nothing to stop it, either. It was her fault. She never should have given in to Damien’s twisted perversions. And yet, there was nothing else she could do once she had surrendered that first time. He brought something out of her that she never knew existed, and there was no way she could put it back now that she knew it was there. What’s more, she knew it was inside of Damien as well. Holly knew it, too. They did not have the same goals or wants, and that never works for a long period of time. Perhaps their breaking up w
Valerie's Descent Chapter Seventy-Six
Valerie took her time getting ready to work, a dread of what would happen filling her. She knew Dean would be there, and knew full well what she had to do, and she hated it just as much as the thought of it soaked her panties. As she thought of her confession when Damien punished her, her honey dripped and the shame of it colored her cheeks. “You know the thought of him bending you over your desk at that school gets you wet,” Damien told her just before he smacked her ass again. “I bet you got wet as soon as he did it.” She kept silent, not wanting to give him more fuel with which to punish her. Another smack landed on her ass, and she felt him press in on it instead of lifting his hand immediately. Heat covered her flesh from the sting. “You want it, don’t you?” Another smack. “You can tell me. I know what a slut you really are. I know how much you love men—all men—to want you and then take you.” Another smack to her ass, this one harder. “Dean may piss you off, but that’s part o
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As she pulled her dress up to her waist, she glanced at her office door, fear clenching her stomach. “Dean, we shouldn’t be doing this here. You didn’t lock the door. What if someone comes in?” She moved the fabric slowly up her legs, hoping he would relent and tell her to stop. “Then they see my teacher exposing her ass to a student,” he smirked. “I’ll be rescued in their eyes, as they’ll see me as the assaulted one.” “Please, Dean, this isn’t right. We could get caught. What good would that do either of us?” He chuckled. “I’ll tell you what, if you haven’t had sex in this office with anyone, we’ll stop things for now. However, if you’ve fucked or sucked someone off in here, then get that damn dress off and show me that body.” She groaned, knowing full well if she lied to Dean, he would merely go to Damien and ask for confirmation, and then she would be in even worse trouble. With a sigh of resignation, she finished taking her dress off, placing it on her desk and out of the way.
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By the time the day ended, Valerie was more than ready to go home. She was tired from being groped by Dean all day and felt as if she needed a shower. Every time he came into her office—most without permission or cause—he would make a point of feeling her up, and she could only stand there and take it. Now that he had his freedom, it was apparent he intended to use it to the fullest. After her last class of the day, she didn’t even return to her office, having taken her purse to class with her, and simply left from there to avoid another session alone with Dean. She wasn’t sure how much she could take with the college kid having free rein with her, and she determined to minimize his access to her body as much as she could. As she pulled up into the parking lot of her apartment, she stared up at the brick building, suddenly wondering how much her life might change now that Holly was gone. Last night, after he entered her apartment, Damien had fucked her throughout the night, and even t
Valerie's Descent Chapter Seventy-Nine
Tuesday morning, and there was still no word from Damien. Valerie debated reaching out or going up to his apartment to make sure he was all right. His car hadn’t seemed to have moved since Sunday, which worried her. He was never one to stay put long. Nor had any of his friends been over to check on him. At the very least, she would have expected Nick to stop by, but there had been no sign of him. As she stepped out of her apartment, heading for work, she paused and glanced up the stairs at the darkness that swallowed Damien’s door. With a deep breath, she debated whether or not to go up there and knock to see if he would answer. Finally, she gave in to the impulse, climbed the stairs, and knocked on the door. He didn’t answer, however, and she blew out a breath of frustration. “Please text me,” she said through the door. “I just want to know you’re all right.” And then she turned and headed to her car and then the college. Entering her office, she noticed Dean sitting at the outer d
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Valerie stood straighter, crossing her arms over her chest as she stared over at her ex-husband. “I don’t care how serious you are, Brent. I’m even more serious. There’s no way I’ll return to the way things were, and I know you haven’t changed.” “And how do you know that? You haven’t been around me.” He stood straighter. “Hell, you won’t even talk to me, so there’s no way you could know anything about me.” “Please,” she scoffed. “We haven’t been apart that long. There’s no way you’ve changed that much in such a short amount of time.” She sat down in her chair, snatching at her briefcase and setting it on the floor beside her. “Now, I really do need to get ready for my first class.” She pointed to the door to her office. “I’m sorry you wasted a trip. Now, please see your way out.” He stared at her, and she refused to look away. There was no way she would return to him. None. And he needed to get that through his head. “Who is he?” She cocked a brow at him. “Who is who?” “Who is th
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