“No, you’re coming home with me.”
Surprised she lifted her head to look at him.
“It’s the only way you’re getting out of here.” He said. “The doctors think you may commit suicide. You can only leave if someone will watch you.”
“That’s... that’s atrocious!” She shouted, feeling energy running through her veins. “I would never take my own life.” She said again, getting nervous. “My mother died so that I could live.”
“Okay, okay.” Snow tried to calm her down by walking towards her and giving her a hug. “I know that you would never do something like that, but they don’t believe that. Come on. The car is outside.”
***
It was like a dream. Suddenly, she noticed she was inside Snow’s house, seated on his white couch, with a glass of wine on the coffee table. Shara looked to see Snow standing in front of the window, his back to her, standing in silence. Suddenly everything she had suffered through disappeared from her mind. How had she been so stupid as to let everything get to this point? There was no point in letting it get to her. Paralyzing her with her own pain.
Maybe it was because of all the stress, she told herself. It was possible the stress and tension had accumulated in her since she left the hospital, without her knowing and when the article came out everything exploded.
“Snow.” Shara said, quietly. “I’m sorry.”
“What are you talking about?” He turned around surprised by her sudden change in demeanor.
“I don’t know what happened to me.” Shara lowered her head and buried her face in her hands. “It was like being in a dream. I shouldn’t have let it affect me, but those photographs...”
“Stop thinking about that. There is only one person at fault and it isn’t you.”
“Claire. How could she? I never would have expected this from her.”
“Well, you should have.” Snow sat down next to her and had her full attention. “You’re not the first friend that she’s betrayed, look.”
Next to the glass of wine lay a folder full of papers. She hadn’t even noticed it was there. Shara opened the folder to find dozens of articles, most of them from the internet. In all of them Claire was destroying someone’s life.
“All of these used to be Claire’s friends. She used them. Claire has become famous by selling their stories.” Snow explained.
“It’s...”
“Despicable and it’s time someone taught her a lesson and put her in her place.”
“What have you done?” Shara was worried.
Snow didn’t respond he simply smiled. Shara didn’t need to know the details, but Snow’s plans were already underway and unstoppable. If Shara knew what he was going to do she would surely hate him, but he wasn’t known for being merciful with liars and deceivers.
“All I can tell you is not to ask for more information. After tomorrow that rat will only be able to work as a prostitute.”
Shara thoughtfully lowered her gaze. She felt bad, bad with herself. She knew Snow hadn’t planned anything good, but she didn’t want to interfere in Claire’s favor. Claire had not only betrayed her. She had also betrayed a handful of women who had suffered horribly. Claire had taken advantage of peoples disasters to get promoted in her miserable job.
“I don’t want to know anything else.” Shara said.
Snow nodded then drank from his wineglass, then looked at his cell phone, and saw that he had several messages in Whatsapp, the plan had successfully began.
***
They had invited Claire to Night Moon at an opportune time, because the reporter called early the next morning threatening that she knew various V.I.P member names. The club immediately informed Snow who smiling gave orders to the club manager.
Using the excuse that they had been discovered, he let them know they would give an interview. Deluded Claire had baited the hook with pride. She was so sure nothing could stop her.
Seated, she drank happily while James answered every question she asked. Some questions were so explicit that she quickly felt wet and aroused. Her state of arousal wasn’t due solely to her active sex life. The glasses of wine she kept drinking were laced with a small bit of drug that was harmful to the body, a derivative of female Viagra.
Little by little heat filled her body. Claire never thought she would feel such arousal that she would do anything to have it assuaged. Evidently, James was more than happy to help satisfy her needs.
“Look at you.” He whispered near her ear arousing her further. “Although, I’m a Master here I don’t think I’m capable of satisfying your needs. At least, not by myself...”
“Do whatever you want.” Claire pleaded.
Just the slight touch of her underwear made her want to explode.
Obediently, she let James lead her to another room. Being held in his strong arms aroused her directly in her core. Unable to help herself she began to lick his neck desperately, James smiled.
They walked through the door, entering the main area of the club. It was still early and they hadn’t opened, but there were people waiting. Six impressive men stood in the middle of the darkened room. Claire could care less as long as someone would fuck her.
“Gentlemen.” James greeted the men, leaving Claire in the middle of a raised platform. The men surrounded the platform observing her writhe and beg for release in between panting. “You know the rules. I think Master Snow sent them to everyone.” Everyone nodded.
“That little bitch almost bankrupted me.” One of the men commented, as his blue eyes blazed with fury. “If she had made public my membership in the club my life would have been over.”
“The majority of you have already been involved in a scandal because of her.” James agreed.
“But what she would have published this time would have made those scandals insignificant.” A younger man said.
“Let’s start.” James said, tiredly. “Claire? Listen closely. You’re going to be controlled by six men and we are going to take photographs. Do you want to stay?”
“Fuck!” Claire, panted. “Yes!”
If Claire had paid attention instead of concentrating on masturbating desperately, aroused at seeing all the men, she would have been able to leave and avoid what was coming. She preferred that the hands of the six men touch every part of her body rather than think of the consequences.
Claire had a choice and made a decision.
Hanging on chains from the roof every opening of her body was occupied by a sex toy. Claire writhed in lust trying to moan with her full mouth, but it was difficult as two mouths licked and sucked her swollen nipples.
The spasms of her orgasm increased gloriously before decreasing, taking her to paradise. Unable to calculate the many times she had orgasmed or the unending desire she didn’t care about the powerful flash of the camera. All it accomplished was to increase her desire.
After almost three hours she was exhausted. All her muscles hurt even though she had enjoyed everything she experienced. She thought that if she had known that she could orgasm in that way she would have had sex differently.
***
That afternoon she entered the newspaper office exhausted, yawning and lazy, while she thought about how to best write a shocking article about the club. Anna, the boss’s secretary stopped her immediately, and told her Mr. Van Hassel wanted to see her immediately.
“What’s happening?” Claire asked, when she entered the elegant office and closed the door behind her.
“You’re such an idiot.” The man said angrily. “You’re fired.”
“What?” Claire shrieked surprised and angry. “What the hell are you taking about?”
“This.” He said, throwing something on his desk.
Almost running, Claire launched herself at his desk. Leaning on his desk she saw a stack of photographs that left nothing to the imagination.
“This is a family business.” He growled. “Pick up your things and leave. No!” He shouted and lifted a hand towards t
he door before she could open her mouth to argue. “Out”
Claire walked furiously to her small office and began to pick up her things. They had laid a filthy and dirty trap for her, but things wouldn’t stay like this. Many newspapers wanted to hire her for her articles.
But what Claire had never imagined was that Snow had sent the photographs to everyplace he knew Claire would look for work. No one would publish photographs that would leave the newspaper in ridicule, but they also wouldn’t hire her. Her career as a newspaper reporter had been ended and buried several meters underground.
***
After a few days it seemed the shocking news of her past had been forgotten. Shara was calmer and still in Snow’s house.
“It’s a relief that people have something new to concentrate on.” She commented looking at the newspaper headline article about a famous person caught red handed. “Of course, I won’t miss it at all.”
“Thanks, for everything, Snow.” Shara smiled sincerely at him. “I can go home now.”
Shara stood up sighing because deep down she didn’t want to leave. After two days she had gotten used to living with him and thinking about her lonely house made her sad. However, during her stay there nothing had happened, and if she was honest with herself, she had expected something to happen. But Snow never touched her. Maybe he had tired of her already. Shara packed up her few belongings inside the sports bag that Snow had brought them and slowly closed it trying to prolong the moment. She stood up and walked towards the door to say goodbye to Snow.
“You’ve been so nice to me. I will always be grateful for the things you have done for me. I’ll never forget it.” Shara said.
I’ll never forget you, Shara thought. Shara wasn’t simply grateful for his help with Claire but also for making her feel so good, for the new and exciting experiences, for showing her another world.
Snow watched Shara’s back as she walked away. He wanted to ask her to stay, but wasn’t able...a relationship wasn’t meant for him.
“It’s been a pleasure.” He said when she looked at him for a last time. The door closed bringing a silent emptiness to the apartment. Immediately he felt frustration and anger.
“Damn it!” He yelled and in two steps reached the door. He threw the door open and entered the elegant hallway. A few meters in front of him he saw a small huddled figure on the floor. Shara sat on the floor, holding her knees, and crying uncontrollably.
Shara felt just as empty as him, which calmed him and made him smile. He knew at that moment that they were made for each other. He would be truthful with her.
“Come, Shara.” Snow extended a hand to her and he lifted up a disbelieving Shara. “Now that I think about it, I haven’t given you permission to leave.”
Shara smiled when she heard his words and threw herself at him, ignoring his hand, and wrapping her arms around him.
“Let’s go inside. I’d like to tell you something.” He said.
“Okay.”
“And after I finish I’m going to fuck you until you pass out.” Snow laughed while hugging her tightly.
“That sounds good.” Shara murmured, embarrassed.
***
Sitting on the white couch Snow began to explain why he hated liars and relationships.
When he was only fifteen years old his mother had cheated on his father, a man with a heart so big that everyone liked him. He had been so in love with his mother that the betrayal ruined him. The endless lies she told finally resulted in his father’s suicide. Finally free, his mother had abandoned her adolescent son, telling him that he was useless and that no sane woman would be faithful to him.
That impacted all of his life and having seen his father suffering from his mother’s lies made him shy away from any relationship.
“I’m sorry. That’s awful.” Shara said, shocked. She knew he had only given her the most basic details. “But the past is the past.”
“Yes, and your past must also stay in the past. We both deserve a new start.”
“You’re right.” Shara smiled.
“Now we have something pending.” He moved with a mischievous smile. “I’ve waited long enough for you, having a virgin sleep next to me in bed has been torture, you better give me a reward.”
“Huh?”
“Give thanks that these walls are sound proofed like a panic room because you will scream until you lose your voice.” Snow grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into the bedroom.
***
Shara slightly shook thinking about what she was going to do. This time wouldn’t be like before. It would be fulfilling, perfect... and she’d be completely joined with him.
She had to leave her embarrassment aside because she was about to start a new life, and although it wouldn’t be as normal as she wanted, it would be magnificent.
Snow stood behind her tickling her neck, when he caressed her neck with his nose. He was a bit anxious, he had waited a long time, since he first saw her delectable ass and he’d suffered holding himself back, but it was worth it. He was finally going to get his reward and his penis knew it, because as soon as he touched Shara’s breasts it hardened wanting to impale her.
He unclothed her slowly, torturing himself, but knew the sacrifice would end up causing more pleasure than just ripping her clothes off. Shara’s bra fell on the floor and her breasts were free of their confining prison. Snow’s hands immediately cupped them causing the nipples to harden. Warming them after the few seconds of cool air they had suffered and making Shara throw back her head and moan. The hands caressing her breasts sent jolts of pleasure to her pussy, she wanted to shriek and lower her hand there.
Snow let go of her breasts and they bounced lightly on being released, hating to be released. Then he turned her around so he stood in front of her and he saw her smiling mischievously. Trapping her hips with his hands he pulled her forward on the bed, where she laid waiting.
“I hope you very wet.” Snow started unbuttoning his belt. “Because I don’t think I can take more than fifteen minutes of foreplay. Although, there is something I can do for you.”
He shifted closer to her removing the rest of her clothes. The coolness of the sheets startled Shara and she had a strong desire to cover herself, but covering herself no longer made sense. Not only because he had already seen her naked, but also because their relationship had advanced.
Snow urged her legs open and moved his head between them without warning. With the sudden sensation of his mouth on her pussy Shara’s back arched and she moaned. Snow moved his tongue skillfully and Shara thought that he was hornier than she was. A cool sensation invaded her pussy and she felt close to coming, unable to wait any longer. Her muscles tensed and Snow continued arousing her with his tongue, he needed her to be extremely wet.
He gently turned her and licked her back.
“I need you to be calm.” He heard her moan.
Snow took her wrists and pulled them towards the headboard. Shara watched horrified as he wound the belt around her wrists like a horrible snake. She hated that accessory. Its smell and texture repulsed her, bringing back horrible memories, of violence and pain to her mind. Her eyes teared up, she didn’t like this, didn’t want this...
“Something...” Shara whimpered. “Can you use something else?”
“Don’t cry, Shara. It has to be the belt. You need to overcome this fear.”
“Please?”
“Soon you won’t be able to think much less feel the leather of the belt.” Snow told her while he raised her hips up, leaving her kneeling, doggy style. “I’ll give you pleasure. Trust me.”
Shara buried her head in the pillow. She didn’t want Snow to notice how affected she was. However her trembling body betrayed her and he felt more pain than her.
Snow’s finger gently caressed her down her back. Shara writhed, but stopped when he stopped in between her ass cheeks. Shara was embarrassed, but the gentle pressure there didn’t bother her. In fact it aroused her and she wondere
d how it would feel if he fucked her there.
“One day you’ll find out how it feels.” Snow laughed, knowing her thoughts. “We’ll leave that for another lesson, but we may try it out a little.”
Snow cupped Shara’s pussy and when he pressed harder her pussy lips swelled even more. With fast movements of his hands, lust raged through her body, his hand turned into a marvelous vibrator and when Snow felt tiny spasms he stopped as she was already close to orgasm.
“This time we come together.”
“Yes.”
“It will hurt.” He warned her.
“I know. It doesn’t matter...”
“Pain isn’t always bad.” He replied, caressing the scar on her butt cheek.
“It won’t be bad with you...with you I’m not afraid...with you I feel safe.” She said, and he heard the certainty in her voice, she was sincere and he was proud.
Unable to hold back, he grabbed his dick and caressed Shara gently, preparing her. He entered her slowly and painfully, painful for both of them, as their desire was extreme. Snow stopped halfway inside her letting Shara breathe and get used to him. The mixture of pain and pleasure wasn’t bad. It was a bit uncomfortable but she knew it was temporary. Besides one of Snow’s hands caressed her clitoris, pleasuring her. Finally he finished entering quickly. The sharp pain she felt made her shriek briefly.
“Are you okay?” Shara heard Snow ask. “Is it okay if I keep going?”
“Yes.”
He withdrew and entered her again and again. She still felt some painful twinges, but slowly the pain changed to something wonderful. She needed Snow to move faster, her back arched as much as the binding let her, and raised her ass higher. Suddenly her actions had a response, she felt Snow insert an agile finger inside in that forbidden part of her body. The pressure he made there, she felt lower in her pussy. He also felt it as her pussy tightened further and he felt like he was going to explode. However, Snow’s growls and his need for her, were what aroused her the most.
They both moaned when they came at the same time.
Shara let her flaccid body fall forward and it was the only thing flaccid there, because she could still feel Snow’s hard dick inside her.
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