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I swore under my breath as Jason sat calmly across from me waiting for my move. He released a long steady breath. I saw the edge of his mouth twitch his lips smiling slightly. He saw something I didn’t see and I knew it. This was the part of the game I was worst at the end when I had very few pieces left. He didn’t have many pieces himself we were actually evenly matched…for now.

My heartbeat quickened as Jason reached for his rook moving it two spaces to the left of my bishop. He pulled his hand away and I scanned the board. There were only a couple of places I could move to get away from his rook but not fall victim to his own bishop. Tentatively I picked up the cold black plastic lifting it from the board and slowly setting it down on the square diagonal to his rook. I was out of that piece’s way and there was no way it could take my own rook. Looking at Jason’s face I began to release my piece my hand moving back towards my side of the table. There was more at stake in this game than the measly plastic king and my backside ached just thinking about it.

It seemed as though I had made the stupidest mistake of all and one of Jason’s pawns marched proudly towards the front line. None of my pieces were in any position to stop it and all I could do was get my rook over to where it could stop the inevitable queen.

Too hastily I moved my rook aside leaving my king naked and alone in the corner of the board. Jason looked at me shook his head slightly with a smile on his lips and moved his rook. I was stunned.

“Check mate I think” Jason said. I looked up into his smirking face.

“Goddamnit” I swore. “That wasn’t fair.”

“Why not?” he said his full red lips stretching across his face in a satisfied grin. “I won fair and square. You just try to prove otherwise.”

“Goddamnit” I repeated standing up and storming away from the table. My face felt like it was on fire. Fear that had swollen in my belly as the game had gone on and on was finally coming to the surface and I felt tears burning in the corners of my eyes. I stomped into the bathroom and slammed the door locking it behind me.

“Sarah” I heard from outside the door.

Refusing to acknowledge him I sat down on the toilet and buried my face in my hands. The tears were really flowing now hot streams of the liquid running down my face. It had been stupid to make this deal anyway but I guess I didn’t always make the right decisions.

“Listen Sarah” Jason said his voice a little quieter and calmer. “I didn’t seriously expect you to go through your side of the deal anyway. I know you okay and I know that that wasn’t the sort of thing you’d agree to.”

Suddenly some of my fear turned to anger.

“You assumed I would break my end of the deal?” I shouted at him.

“Well aren’t you?” he said a sneer in his voice. “Come on out we’ll go to a movie.”

Something inside me felt uncomfortable. A movie is what I had wanted it was what I would have claimed as my prize if I had won the game of chess. But I had lost and by rights I should be giving him his prize but instead I was receiving my prize anyway. I felt cheap and awful.

“I’m sorry Jason” I said softly. I wiped the tears away from my face sniffing loudly and reaching for a tissue. “You really want to go to a movie?”

“No” he said a little bit of anger coming through the thick door. “But I don’t want you to be mad at me all night.”

I didn’t move just sat there thinking. My head was throbbing and I knew a killer headache was on its way. I should probably lay down and go to sleep a little early but I wanted to see a movie…

“Come on” I heard. “Get out of there okay? Just talk to me.”

Sniffing again I stood and opened the door. It swung inwards and I took a step back to let it open all the way then I sat back down on the toilet. Jason was scowling down at me but I kept my head in my hands refusing to look him in the face.

“We can do it later okay?” I suggested. “You won so we’ll do it. But later okay?”

“Right” Jason said. I could tell by his tone that he didn’t believe me. Honestly I didn’t know if I believed myself. Sometimes I seemed to have a way of pushing things so far that I didn’t even know what was true anymore.

“I’m sorry” I said again sniffing for drama.

This time Jason didn’t say anything just stood silently as I rubbed my face with my hands. Cracking my fingers open I peered up at him. He was still scowling and I shivered at the look in his eyes.

“I’m sorry” I said again. “I love you.” He didn’t reply. Frowning I looked down again playing the part of the victim. “Can you just hold me? I don’t feel good.”

“Sarah” Jason started. He stopped and didn’t say anything just shook his head and walked out of the bathroom.

I sat there a few moments feeling sorry for myself before my emotions started conflicting. On the one hand I was scared to death about what I had promised to do if I lost at chess. But on the other hand I didn’t want him to think that I was going back on my word.

“Jason?” I called out once then again a little louder. I didn’t hear him respond. Pushing myself up from the toilet seat I ventured out into the apartment in search of my boyfriend. “Jason?” I called again poking my head around doorways to see if I could find him. He was in the living room sitting on the couch staring at the wall with a blank expression on his face. “Baby” I moaned. “I’m sorry.” He didn’t respond. Frustrated I walked in front of him and sank to my knees looking up at his impassive face from my place on the floor. “Baby” I said again. “I love you and I’m sorry.”

“You’re always sorry” he said. He didn’t sound angry which was a plus but he sounded sad. “You know how many times you’ve gone back on this? I knew tonight would just be another one. For some reason I keep playing your games…but this is the last time okay? I won’t play anymore.”

I felt the tears in my eyes again and I leaned forward taking his legs in my arms and hugging them close to my chest.

“Baby” I whimpered. “Please don’t be mad at me. I love you…I’m just scared.” Softly I kissed the leg of his jeans the rough fabric rubbing against my wet lips. I pushed my forehead against his knee and rubbed it lightly kissing his leg again. “I’m sorry” I said again.

“It’s okay” Jason said but his voice was the same sad. He put his hand down in my hair and stroked it softly. I closed my eyes and smiled the feel of his large hand on my head comforting me. “But I’m serious you know?”

“I know” I said but I didn’t really. I heard what he was saying but it didn’t register in my brain that he meant what he said. He said this every time.

“I think” he said and paused. I heard him take a deep breath and his hand stopped playing with my hair. “I think we need some time apart.”

I stopped rubbing my face against his leg. Not looking at him just sitting there with my cheek pressed against the denim I frowned. The tears that had so recently dried began to form again and I choked back a sob.

“What do you mean?” I asked stupidly. Jason lived with me where would he go to have some time away from me?

“I mean” he said his voice shaking a little bit “That I think I should go visit my parents for a while. I’ll still pay my half of the rent this month and the bills…I know you can’t afford to take care of it yourself…but I just think we need some time apart.”

“Are you breaking up with me?” I said trying to control my voice. I didn’t want to get hysterical which I knew from experience was bound to happen. No matter how hard I tried to control my anger and fear it always surfaced and I always ended up screaming my head off before the night was over.

“I don’t know” he said and his hand left my head completely.

That weight lifting seemed to be the last straw to my emotions. I began to cry in earnest clinging to his leg as I babbled incoherently.

“Don’t leave me” I kept repeating. “Please Jason don’t leave me!”

“Sarah” he sighed putting his hand back on my head. When I felt the weight there comforting me I stopped my whimpering but could not stop clinging to his leg. “Let’s just go to sleep okay? We’ll talk about this in the morning.”

I nodded against his leg and released him so that he could stand up.

“Come on” he said holding his hand out to me. Not meeting his face I took his hand and allowed him to help me up. Clinging to his hand I walked with him to the bedroom where I stepped out of my clothes easily and crawled naked into our large bed.

Jason turned out the light and joined me under the cool sheets his own body still covered in his t-shirt and briefs. I felt alone even with the warmth radiating from his skin and I pressed myself close to him. My eyes were shut my tears had stopped but I could not stop my heavy breathing. Fear seemed to be filling me entirely and I wrapped my body around his for comfort. Settling my leg over his crotch my arms around his chest and my head on his shoulder I sniffed loudly and tried to sleep. His steady breaths his chest rising and falling his heartbeat filling my ears seemed to take me over completely.

My conscious needed me to follow through on this promise. If only I could submit to his needs put my selfishness and own fears aside then he would be happy and my mind would be clear. But it was impossible for me to admit out loud.

Finally I fell into a dreamless sleep.

$$$

I woke up to something hard pressing against my bottom. The room was filled with light the sun already well on its way up the sky. I looked at the clock my vision taking a moment to focus before I could read the digital seven. A while yet before either of us had to go to work then I thought to myself and pressed my body closer to his.

Sometime during the night we had shifted into a spooning position my back against his front and his arms clasped tight around me. I could feel the rough fabric of his shirt against my skin and the bulge in his briefs against the back of my thighs the thick member prodding against the rear entrance to my anal sex.

He moaned softly in his sleep hugging me tighter and I closed my eyes a smile forming on my lips. I felt safe in his arms easily forgetting the fight we’d had the night before. He had probably forgotten it too.

Last night hadn’t been the first time we had argued. It hadn’t even been the first time we had argued about this particular subject. Jason had this urge to have me in a way no other man had taken me. I hadn’t been a virgin when we had met and I thought that sometimes he felt badly about that. He wanted to go where no man had gone before so to speak but I was too scared to let him.

Time and time again I had agreed to try this alternate form of anal sex a thing I knew he fantasized about often. On the one hand I wanted to please him to let him be my first and to share a new experience with the man I loved. But on the other hand I was so frightened…my friends said that I’d worked myself up over it put my mind in a little state of frenzy that I wouldn’t be able to get around.

If I had done it to myself given myself this mental wall then I regretted it but I didn’t know how to get past the barrier in my head. For some reason almost every week I thought I could go through with it and I would promise Jason again that this would be the night. But so far I’d chickened out each time and Jason was getting very negative about the whole thing. I didn’t blame him really…if I said I was going to do it I should just do it.

Behind me Jason made a soft noise in his sleep that made me smile. His body was so soft against mine all except one part of it. I nuzzled back turning my head and kissing his shoulder softly through his shirt. He moaned again and loosened his arms slightly around me.

Smiling I thought to myself how lucky I was to have him. I turned around in his arms facing him my bare body scratching against his t-shirt. Slowly I moved my hand down between our bodies until I was gripping his member through his briefs. Jason parted his lips slightly and groaned. I wasn’t sure he was still entirely asleep.

In my hand his cock stirred blood making it swell a little larger and it pushed against the waistband of his briefs. Feeling generous I moved my fingers and pulled the elastic out of the way releasing the head of his member from the briefs. Loosening his arms around me even more Jason thrust his hips slightly forward rubbing the soft head of his cock against my bare belly.

Slipping down his body I moved myself under the sheets the darkness of the bed making me almost blind. But I had my hands to direct me towards my target and I found his thick cock with my lips. Softly I kissed the tip tasting the sour flavor of the early morning erection. Jason moaned above me and pushed his cock gently closer to my face.

Shutting my eyes I rubbed my lips against the exposed head. The rest of his cock seemed to be aching for release and slowly I peeled his briefs down his thighs all the while kissing and licking at the head. Soon it was wet with my saliva my tongue slickly moving back and forth across the round head.

Jason lifted his waist to help me get his underwear off and I left them there at his feet. Free of the briefs his cock bobbed happily. I could feel the engorged head pulsing with his desire.

This was the place I felt most powerful between his legs my mouth on his cock. Every ounce of his pleasure could be controlled or denied from this position and a moan escaped my throat as I thought of this. Opening wide I took his whole length into my body swallowing him whole. Quickly I moved off not able to deep throat for long. I wanted him to just get a taste of my throat and of the pleasures I could possibly bring him. Taking his head into my mouth I sucked softly lapping at the soft underside of him with my long tongue. He moaned again and thrust further into my mouth but this is where I was in control and I easily moved so only the head of his cock was getting any of my tongue’s massage.

I knew he was awake and his hard-on was so thick it was nearly to the bursting point. My lips tightened around the head and I sucked hard pulling his cock and pushing it against the roof of my mouth with my tongue. With the tip of my tongue I prodded at the tiny hole at the end tasting a salty drop of fluid as Jason moaned again.

My hands shifted underneath me and I reached for his balls cupping the warm globes and rubbing them softly through the silky scrotum. The skin tightened and loosened as I toyed with the sensitive areas and my lips stretched into a smile around Jason’s cock as I continued to suck on him softly.

There was no real intensity to this blowjob just a nice laid back relaxation as I allowed him to feel the sweetness of my mouth. I knew that this kind of contact drove my boyfriend wild always making him want more. He could only take it for so long before he wanted to finish and this leisurely sucking wouldn’t provide him the right stimulation to climax.

Closing my eyes I concentrated on taking him into my throat again teasing him one more time before I knew he would take control. While I liked to have power over him for a little while it was always exciting when he took it back from me. Sure enough as soon as I felt the round head poking at the back of my throat I felt Jason’s large hands gripping my hair.

Almost gently he gripped my hair and my head forcing my mouth to remain on his cock long after I would have pulled away. Making a small choking sound in my throat I tried to move off but didn’t get very far before his hands pushed me back down. I closed my eyes and allowed him to move me how he liked for a couple of minutes timing the strokes himself his large cock pumping into my mouth as I struggled to lick at it between thrusts.

Expecting him to do this until he came I was surprised when his hands let go of my head and his hips fell back onto the bed.

Lifting my head from the sheets I looked at him questioningly panting for breath as I questioned him.

“You okay?” I asked softly. He nodded his eyes closed and put his hands behind his head. I assumed that he was still angry about last night.

I was after forgiveness and I pressed my naked body against his. My breasts were flattened between our bodies my slightly hard nipples brushing against his skin as I lay next to him. Softly I began to kiss his cool skin nibbling at his shoulder and running my tongue over the smooth flesh. I gripped Jason’s cock in my hand wrapping my fingers around it and began to lightly stroke the hard staff.

Jason’s eyes shut lightly his long dark lashes resting on his smooth cheek as I toyed with his hard cock. His erection wasn’t going down and his chest was moving up and down with his heavy breaths.

“Do you want to fuck me?” I whispered throatily into his ear. Taking the soft lobe between my teeth I nibbled on him teasingly and repeated the question. “I want you to fuck me” I said. “I want to feel your cock inside of me baby. Can you do that for me?”

Jason nodded and I rolled onto my back taking a deep breath as he rolled on top of me. I spread my legs and he nestled between them taking my calves in his hands and nearly sitting up to place himself in my warm folds of flesh.

I groaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure at his first thrust. I was damp but not wet or well lubricated. The feel of his hard cock inside my body was a grinding one and I flinched as he began to move in and out. Knowing from experience that soon the thrusts would become easier and my pleasure would soon mount as much as his I gritted my teeth shut my eyes and pushed my body down onto his staff.

“You okay?” Jason asked. I knew he could see the pain in my face.

“I’m sorry” I said hating myself for ruining the mood.

Stopping his thrusts but remaining inside me Jason looked down at me until I opened my eyes. I smiled weakly at him my chest heaving as my body gripped him tightly between my legs.

“I’m sorry about yesterday” he said quietly. “I don’t want to do anything you don’t want to do.”

“I…”I trailed off. “I do though” I admitted. “I think about it…I play with myself…that way. I just…I get scared do you understand?” I couldn’t meet his eyes. My breaths came in short gasps as I struggled to keep my eyes away from his. I didn’t want to see the hurt or the pain in them.

Jason nodded slowly his piercing eyes never leaving my face. I swallowed deeply and shifted uncomfortably on the cock impaling me.

“Maybe” I said softly closing my eyes. “Maybe I just need you to force me.”

“Force you?” Jason said. I could hear the dry humor in his voice.

“I don’t know” I said turning my face upwards and glaring at him. I struggled underneath his body pulling myself off him and curling into the fetal position. I shut my eyes tight and tried to block him out telling him in my own way that the conversation was over.

Seeming to take the hint Jason rolled off the bed. I heard his footsteps as he walked through the bedroom door and opened my eyes to see him turn into the bathroom. The lock clicked and the shower turned on the sound of the water hitting the tub reverberating through the apartment. Uncurling myself from my defensive position I glared at the ceiling cursing myself under my breath.

In my opinion I wasn’t a bad person but some of the decisions I had been making lately didn’t do much to help my relationship. My guilt seemed to be pushing to the surface like the pressure of a volcano and I was afraid that soon its eruption would mark the end of my relationship. Jason was so right to be upset with me but for some reason I couldn’t go through with the only action that would make things right again.

I almost hoped that he would force me to do it. At least then it wouldn’t be my decision to make. I turned over on the bed burying my face in the pillows and struggled to keep the tears from escaping me again. My mind was pure turmoil and I didn’t like it. Shutting out the rest of the world I tried to doze off again.

$$$

When Jason came out of the shower it was as if he’d forgotten about the whole problem. I prodded him trying to get him to discuss it with me but he changed the subject as though he were oblivious. Maybe I should have been grateful that he was willing to drop it but instead it only made me more tense and upset.

“I have to go to school baby” he said bending down and giving me a short kiss on the forehead. “See you later.” And then he was gone and the apartment was empty.

Time passed slowly until it was time to go to work and I left the house. The workday or evening I should say slugged along as usual and soon it was time to go home. When I got home Jason was on the computer and again apparently oblivious to anything I had to say about our argument the night before. Shrugging it off I went into the living room and watched some T.V.

Eventually I heard Jason turn off his computer and shut the door to the bedroom. Hitting the power button I followed him into the bedroom.

“Are you mad at me?” I asked him shutting the door behind me. Jason didn’t even look up.

“No” he said. “Why would I be mad at you?”

“I’m just wondering cause it’s like we haven’t talked all day.”

“We talked” he protested still not looking up. He sat down on the side of the bed and began unlacing his shoes. I stomped my foot in frustration.

“Will you just look at me?” I whined. Jason looked up his eyes blank his face almost expressionless. I almost wished there were even something bad there anger frustration anything except that blank look. “Babe” I said. “Please?”

“Please what?” Jason said looking away and kicking off the first of his shoes.

“Talk to me.”

“I thought we were talking” he said an infuriating tone in his voice.

“Christ” I swore putting my hands in my hair. I felt like pulling it out strand by strand I was so frustrated. “Just fucking talk to me!”

“Hey” he said “Don’t swear at me. I’m not doing anything wrong.”

“Fine” I said curtly turning around and leaving the room. I slammed the door so hard behind me that it bounced back open but I didn’t turn back to shut it again. Slamming another door I locked myself in the bathroom and filled the tub with steamy water.

“Hey” I heard from outside the door. “You don’t need to go sulking like a baby. Come on out let’s go to sleep.”

“I’m not tired” I shouted angry. I couldn’t even put a finger on what exactly was making me so angry. Frustration seemed to be tugging at every part of my body. It was almost as if I wanted to have an argument to shout to scream and then to make up.

“Then let’s do something” he suggested. I tried to hear a yearning in his voice to feel that he really wanted to do something else but it was more like he was humoring me than anything else.

“Like what?” I said shutting off the water so that I could hear him better.

“I don’t know” Jason muttered. “Want to play chess?”

“No” I said turning the water back on.

“What about a movie?” he suggested. I turned the water off again unlocked the door and peered around the wood at him.

“Really?” I said. Going to the movies sounded excellent even if it was late. That was what I had wanted to do last night but when I lost at chess the option had been rather wiped out.

“Yeah but I get to pick it.”

Carefully I stood up putting my hand on the door. Just a thin layer of wood between us but it felt like an immeasurable distance. Slowly I turned the knob.

Jason was standing on the other side of the door as close to the frame as I stood. He smiled weakly at me.

“Come on baby. Let’s just go and forget about this okay?”

“Can we forget about it?” I asked. I doubted it. This was something he wasn’t going to let me forget…or maybe my conscience wasn’t going to let me.

“Yeah we can forget about it. Let’s go.”

I nodded and went outside with him to the car. We saw an action picture that I had heard was terrible and it lived up to its reputation. I didn’t get any enjoyment out of the entire two-hour flick but instead sat feeling guilty about the fact that we were out at all. As much as I liked to get my way it seemed wrong…it was wrong but for some reason I couldn’t bring myself to right it.

In the car again I sat staring out my window tears welling in the corners of my eyes. I fought to hold them in ashamed.

“Are you okay?” Jason asked knowing that I was not.

“Yeah” I lied and Jason knew I lied. We drove back home in the silence that had been lingering all day.

Jason pulled the car into the driveway and I reluctantly got out. Home meant that our momentary truce would be over and the fighting would undoubtedly begin. I walked through the front door and looked around slowly as Jason made his way in beside me.

“I guess I’m going to bed” he said. There was no enthusiasm in his voice. That made me feel a little bit worse.

“Do you want to play chess first?” I asked my eyes following him as he put his coat in the closet. He paused and looked over his shoulder at me briefly before shrugging my suggestion off.

“Nah” he said. “I’m not in the playing mood.”

“I’d really like to” I said softly. “I will make it worth your while.”

Jason turned around and looked at me his coat in one hand the hanger in the other. “What do you mean?” he asked.

“If play with me I will give you the best oral anal sex you’ve ever had in your entire life.”

“That sounds like an excellent proposal” he said. I smiled. “What will you do if I beat you?”

“Anything you want” I said slowly. I lowered my eyes not wanting to see his expression. I wondered if I was lying to myself again and hoped that I wasn’t.

“I don’t know” Jason said a bit stiffly. “You have a history of backing out of such proposals.”

“I swear to god” I said still looking at the floor. I looked up and met his eyes swallowing hard. “Please play with me?”

Turning back around and putting his coat in the closet for real this time Jason nodded.

“Set up the board” he said. I almost scurried to the table and put the pieces in their places. Pawns in front rooks castles bishops and the royalty.

Sitting across from me Jason began the game by moving a pawn forward freeing his queen and bishop. I made a similar move on my side of the board waiting to see what Jason would do with it. He released his knight putting my pawn in danger. I moved my knight protecting my pawn. On and on the game went. At first it seemed that I was ahead a knight ahead to be exact. Jason had to make a few tough decisions to get himself out of my way but he came out on top as usual. I moved my knight and Jason smiled. I hadn’t seen the rook across the board. Pinned by the rook and a bishop my queen was taken out by a knight hopping over the few remaining pieces to eliminate my favorite power piece. I knew that two rooks were just as good as a queen but one of my rooks was long gone the other practically trapped in a corner by two of my boyfriend’s pieces. I mourned her passing just as I feared what her capitulation meant for me tonight. My rear positions were in mortal danger my king and my virgin asshole both.

“Well” Jason said smugly. “Do you give up?”

“Never” I said smiling. I fought hard for survival but in the end it was impossible to win. It was between my king my bishop and Jason’s two rooks. He pinned me easily and with a sigh I knocked my king aside.

“Good game” Jason said and I could hear the pleasure in his voice. “I really thought you were going to win there for a while.”

My breaths came heavier and I refused to look Jason in the eye. My hands were shaking my whole body trembling. For the life of me I did not want to do what I knew was inevitable. My whole being urged me to run for the bathroom again the safety of the white tiled walls and the porcelain tub.

I think that Jason must have sensed my feelings and he watched as I slowly stood up from the table.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he said a little bit coldly the humor in his voice from his win quickly draining away.

“I need to pee” I said lamely backing the chair slowly from the table.

In a flash Jason was up and next to me his tall frame shadowing mine his eyes glaring down at me.

“Don’t you dare break your promise again” he hissed his lips hard.

Gulping I shook my head.

“Seriously I just need to pee.”

“You can pee after.”

“I gotta go now” I whimpered taking a step away from him. His arms darted out and wrapped around me pulling my body close to him in an intense embrace. There was the loving sense but also the definite fact that he wouldn’t let go. “Let me go” I said helplessly.

“You’re going to live up to this promise” Jason said and he bent down to kiss my lips hard.

Struggling I pushed away from him. His arms held me tight to his body my face locked upwards. The flesh of my lips was bruising and I could tell. Roughly he pried my mouth open with his tongue and invaded my oral cavity lapping at the inside.

Shaking my head I broke away finally gasping for breath and turning my face to the side.

“Let me go!” I demanded struggling more. Jason just stood there like a rock holding me. “Let me go god damn you!” I swore hitting his chest with my fists. No movement. Finally I stood limp in his arms tears at the edges of my eyes.

“Are you going to fight me?” Jason asked his grip around me unyielding.

“No I promised and I’ll follow through” I said a tear falling out of my eye and making its way down my cheek. I was surprised that more didn’t follow. I felt a fear in the pit of my stomach that I’d never felt before but also something that lingered on the edge of excitement deep in my belly.

“Okay then.” Jason slowly released me and I took a few steps away from him looking up into his face. He didn’t look angry he looked calm but his lips weren’t smiling. “Do you want it in the bedroom? Why don’t you take your shirt off first then your pants?”

Reluctantly I reached for my shirt tugging it over my head. My bra remained on but for the most part my top was exposed to him. I was still wearing the majority of my clothes and yet I felt more bared than I ever had before.

“The bra too then let’s go” he smiled happy that I was following through. I swallowed hard.

I didn’t bother protesting I knew that it wouldn’t do any good. My mind swirled with fear and anxiety a worrisome combination that I didn’t like. Slowly I stood avoiding his eyes because I knew he would be able to read my plans. My only chance of escape would be to lock myself in the bathroom until his anger with me faded in the usual manner of our arguments. I couldn’t help myself after all I fled.

Spinning on my heels I sped towards the bathroom. My short legs seemed to be frantically searching for holds on the floor as I ran around the corner. The sound of Jason’s heavy footsteps matched the pounding of my heart as my hands gripped the knob of the bathroom door. Success.

It seemed that my relief of reaching the bathroom was short lived because a hard hand gripped my shoulder and spun me around. Squeezing my eyes tight I faced my boyfriend too afraid to look into his angry eyes.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he said and I was surprised by his calm almost humored voice. I would have expected him to be angry and I opened one eye to look at him questioningly. He was in fact smiling somewhat sheepishly at me. “The fun’s just started.”

“Jason” I said trying to keep my voice from quaking. “Seriously I can’t do you understand?”

“You can” he said still smiling. “You just won’t. Isn’t that what you’re saying?”

I whimpered and looked away again but his fingers seemed to be digging insistently into my tender flesh.

“Seriously Jason” I said my voice whining in a way that I hated but didn’t seem able to control. “Please seriously…”

“It’s okay Sarah” Jason said his voice kind. But his hand didn’t release any of the pressure on my shoulder. “Just come into the bedroom with me alright?”

Shaking my head I began to get frightened. My eyes darted from side to side looking at anything but his smiling face. With a quick tug that I hoped would catch him by surprise I yanked my arm sharply silently pleading to be let go. His hand held tight though and I accomplished nothing but bruising myself perhaps a little in the struggle. Jason began to tug me down the hall towards our bedroom.

I cried out but I didn’t protest with words tugging steadily even as I was dragged over to the bed. Pinning my wrists behind my back easily with one of his hands Jason pushed me over the foot of the bed my posterior positioned upwards in his direction.

“Relax baby” Jason cooed his grip still tight despite the soothing tone in his voice. I struggled to remain calm urging my breaths to come steadily my chest pumping full of air and letting it all out before taking the next. I felt my boyfriend position himself between my legs spreading my thighs with his knees until I was splayed as far as I could go. Through my pants I felt his free hand caressing the crotch of my jeans rubbing intently over the seam that hid my clit from him.

My clit was being ground roughly but it still stimulated me enough to incite a soft moan from between my lips. I shut my eyes tight and moved my hips trying to get away from his hand. The feeling wasn’t exactly pleasure but it certainly didn’t feel bad. It hurt in an intense way but at the same time it was making me want more. Unable to stand the feelings I struggled again tugging at my wrists at the same time that I bucked my hips trying to get away from his body but he held me still.

“Stay still” he said softly again the grinding slowing down into a steady movement. I panted and shook my head back and forth finally burying my face in the blanket. I whimpered and pushed my hips back allowing him easier access to my covered slit.

I moaned against my own will as my body rubbed against the bed. The feeling of my boyfriend pressing against me overwhelmed me and I found myself drifting into a thoughtless state. This was the way it had to happen I told myself.

The hand stopped its attentions and moved underneath my pelvis feeling for the button a zip of my fly. I moaned again as I felt the waist of my pants moving down my legs. Jason had to push my thighs back together to slide them down my body and a draft of cool air hit my wet slit as I was bared in front of him.

Gently Jason caressed my bare bottom smoothing the skin with the palm of his hand. His fingers teased my flesh kneading it softly and slowly pushed the cheeks apart.

I tensed instantly tightening my muscles and whimpering again. My most private place was exposed to the man I loved and I didn’t want it that way.

Jason’s hands slipped down from my buttocks between the crux of my legs caressing the slit there softly. I was wet from the earlier stimulation and moaned as he began to slide his finger along the warm flesh stroking it until it was hard and even more sensitive than before. His thick middle finger dipped into the slick fluids gathering in pools so deep they almost dripped down my thighs and he spread the wetness up my crack further and further until his finger was rubbing the slick lubrication around my puckered private hole.

I pushed my face harder against the mattress struggling to block out the things that were happening to my body. My pussy felt swollen with arousal but my bottom was telling me that bad things were about to happen. Fear had peaked and I was breathing heavily. Jason’s hand still clasped my wrists tightly pinning me in place and I couldn’t even struggle for fear that he would take more drastic measures to keep me there.

The fingers slid down my crack again to my pussy and gathered more of my wetness spreading it again at my anus and this time they lingered there as I bent before him my ass up in the air presented to him like some sort of reluctant offering. My tightly closed eyes flinched as I felt his warm finger press softly against my bud wriggling and pushing slightly until the tip of it was inside me.

This wasn’t my first invasion I’d fingered myself there before. But I always felt so dirty and ashamed afraid to share this experience with anyone even the man that I loved so much. Jason seemed to know what I was feeling and he pulled his finger out almost instantly petting my bottom in a comforting but almost condescending way. I whimpered as he spread my cheeks again and pressed his finger there once more prying it open further and putting his finger nearly all of the way inside me.

Jason paused his finger inside me and started to twist it inside my body. I gasped as the tip of the object toyed with my insides the finger seeming unreasonably thick but I knew that compared to other parts of his body it was small.

A warm feeling spread in my belly as Jason prodded at me a strange feeling that might have been arousal but was so mixed with my humiliation I couldn’t even tell. I opened my eyes briefly tugged at my wrists one more time but still could not free myself. I took a deep breath and tried to relax struggling to keep the feelings directed towards arousal instead of the other options.

The finger slid out of me and I felt Jason’s whole hand slide down my slit gathering all the fluid there even as my body produced more. There was no denying that I was wet. Usually by the time we started actual physical contact my fluids had dried up causing me pain as we went further. For some reason this experience was keeping the juices coming and I thanked God for this small blessing.

Jason pushed his finger back inside me much more easily this time as I relaxed around him. He toyed with me a little more and then slid it out a final time.

His finger slipped out and something much thicker and larger started to push its way into my somewhat opened hole. I knew what it was and I cried out even while forcing my muscles to relax as much as they could. My body felt stretched so far it would tear and tears welled in my eyes as I feared I would do just that. But my body was tougher than I had imagined and soon Jason’s cock had hit home stretching me to the limit but it was there.

The feeling was intense. It wasn’t as painful as I had feared but wasn’t enjoyable in the way I had hoped. There was a feeling something bordering on pleasure but I couldn’t think of anything but the shame of having my boyfriend buried in that dirty place. I squeezed my eyes shut as one of the tears escaped wetting my cheek and lingering at my lips so I could taste the salty liquid.

“You okay?” Jason asked. I loved him so much. I was ashamed at the position I was in but at the same time I was glad it was him I was sharing it with. Nodding I gave my consent for him to go on and he did.

Slowly the pain at his thrusts very minimal Jason began to move out of my bottom. It felt as though he were dragging my insides with him as he went but before he left me completely he began pushing slowly back inside. I remained bent over the bed my hips thrust upward in a pitiful attempt to keep position. Another tear escaped me as Jason’s cock disappeared into my body again.

Jason’s hand moved down between my legs and I whimpered softly as he began to play with my sensitive flesh toying with it with his large fingers and sliding through the slick fluids. His middle finger made its way up inside my body flicking the inside of me and stroking the insides. I moaned finally feeling pleasure during this experience as his thumb slid the flesh aside from my clit and began to flick the hard nub softly.

Releasing my wrists Jason took his other hand and placed it on the small of my back softly. Another tear escaped at this gentle motion and I moved my hands to my face crossing my arms and resting my head there so that it didn’t dig into the blankets so hard. I clenched my teeth shut my eyes and tried to concentrate on the feelings in my pussy while Jason teased me there.

It wasn’t long before Jason’s thrusts were harder and the pain had increased with his speed. He stopped stroking my clit and put his hand on one of my bottom cheeks squeezing it intently. It didn’t last for a long time however and with a grunt Jason pulled out of my body. I felt his hot cum spurt onto my back the places it touched heated instantly.

Breathing heavily Jason bent down covering my body with his own. The sperm squelched between our bodies but he didn’t seem to mind and I certainly didn’t. I looked over my shoulder at his face inches from mine. He smiled weakly and kissed me on the nose.

“Was it too rough?” he asked quietly.

“No” I said my voice hoarse.

“Good” he said and kissed me again. “I love you so much. Thank you.”

“I love you too” I said smiling sincerely.

Jason stood up slowly and wiped the cum off of me with his underwear and then threw them into the corner of the bedroom. Climbing up into the bed with me he grabbed me in his arms holding me securely to his warm body. I rested my cheek on his soft chest inhaling his scent as I closed my eyes. Sleep came quickly and I slept more soundly than I had in weeks.