The Pact: Episode 6 - Life Is a Bitch!
Copyright© 2025 by Thinking Horndog
Chapter 14
Action/Adventure Sex Story: Chapter 14 - Our various characters are moving on from the tumultuous Homecoming game, the dance, and the partying at the Club. Things aren’t all coming up roses. Enemies have been made, and new alliances will be required to deal with them.
Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma mt Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Mind Control NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Romantic Slavery Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Shemale TransGender Fiction School Extra Sensory Perception Slut Wife Wife Watching Incest Mother Father Daughter BDSM DomSub MaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Torture Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Hispanic Male Hispanic Female Anal Sex Enema First Masturbation Oral Sex BBW
Kelly was watching television. There was a time when she would have been eating Ben & Jerry’s, but she had given up such snacks, and it was helping.
“Who could that be?” she wondered aloud when her phone began bleating. “Hello?”
“Kelly?”
“Julio!”
“Yes.” Suddenly, Julio had nothing to say. “I thought I would call...”
“That’s very sweet of you!” Kelly murmured, her voice honeyed with pleasure. “What can I do for you?”
“I want to see you!” Julio blurted.
“Tonight?”
“No, tomorrow. Well, yes, tonight, but that is silly.”
“Are you all right, Lover?”
“I still feel bad.”
“It’ll be all right. I wish I was there to cuddle you.”
“I do, too,” Julio muttered. “I mean...”
“I know what you mean.”
“I do not usually run out of things to say,” Julio muttered, “but I do not usually call.”
“I’m sure you don’t, Lover. I know how special this is, believe me!” Kelly moved on. “What do you want to do tomorrow?”
“I have no idea.” Julio didn’t, either – his mind was a blank!
“We could have dinner somewhere and go to the club – but no more dark rooms! You need to get used to me!”
“I am already, I think,” Julio muttered.
“Well, we’ll see. You pick a spot to go to; I don’t want to embarrass you in one of your normal haunts,” Kelly replied. “What time?”
“Six-thirty, I think,” Julio replied, decision coming upon him.
“I’ll come for you then. Bye, Lover!” Kelly hung up.
Wanda sat next to her, eyes huge. “Julio?”
“Uh huh.”
“He called to take you out?”
“Well, to see me, anyway.”
“Omigod!”
“No kidding!” Kelly sat shaking her head. “I don’t believe it myself!”
“Bonita!”
“Papa?” Bonita looked up at Terence. They’d only returned from the meetings a few minutes earlier, so why Papa wanted her was unclear. Bonita got up off the couch and headed for the kitchen, Terence in tow.
Arturo Vasquez eyed his daughter suspiciously. “Tell me about Julio’s new girlfriend.”
“Papa?”
“Tell me how you put them together – and why.”
Bonita and Terence shared a glance.
“Julio dates a lot of women, Papa. He is gifted in that,” Bonita began, “but he ruins them.”
“I do not understand.” Arturo’s eyes were hard.
“Have you ever noticed that he never sees the same girl twice?” Bonita asked. “Julio lures them to his bed with his smooth ways, has sex with them once, and leaves.”
Arturo considered this. “And?”
“And he specializes in deflowering virgins!”
“I still fail to get the point.”
“Julio related this to me only a few minutes ago,” Lucinda intervened. “He is not good at it or nice about it. He deflowers them, but before they can recover from the pain, he completes his part of the act and withdraws, leaving them hurting and with an unpleasant experience that colors their view of sex. Or he did, anyway.”
“How do YOU know this?” Arturo asked.
“From his victims!” Bonita gave no ground at this point.
“All right. I will speak to him about this. How is it relevant?” Arturo asked.
“You need not,” Lucinda interjected. “He understands the error now. He confessed it to me, and his guilt and shame over it. But go on, Bonita, how does this touch on the subject of this woman...?”
“Kelly,” Bonita supplied. “It was not our place, perhaps, but Terence and I and some others agreed that Julio should be made to understand what he was doing, and be punished for it and his pride and arrogance. So, we got him a blind date with a woman who was a virgin, but met none of his other specifications. Kelly is big and heavy and not beautiful – and she used to be angry and sad, which added to things.” Bonita glanced at Terence. “We arranged a date for them in a room that was totally dark, so he could not see her, but had to experience her in other ways, much like one of those dating shows. We told him that he could not use his silver tongue on her, or we would turn on the lights and expose him to her. Last but not least, we told her what to expect, and that she should not put up with it.”
Arturo was fascinated in spite of himself. He eyed Terence. “This is true?”
“Yes.” Terence nodded.
“Then what happened?”
“Julio tried his usual thing – a rough defloration that causes his sex partner to clamp down on him, dry, and gets him off quickly – and made to back out. But Kelly was expecting this and upbraided him and did not allow him to withdraw. She made him continue, and as it turned out, they both enjoyed the result,” Bonita related.
“And you know this how?” Arturo demanded.
“We were watching,” Terence took up the tale.
“We made a video,” Bonita intervened. “Just having a video of him having sex with a fat woman was enough to control Julio, but a video of a fat woman upbraiding him for being a horrible lover was blackmail material of the most potent kind!”
“Why would you do such a thing?” Arturo demanded.
“Because I was angry at being called a whore! Julio says ALL women are whores! He has the tools to win their hearts, so he operates under the impression that we are beneath him! He is disgusting! Contemptible!” Bonita erupted.
“He says these things?” Arturo’s anger was beginning to simmer.
“I have heard this myself, husband, from his own lips!” Lucinda interjected.
“So, you blackmailed him...”
“We wanted him to realize what he had been doing, Papa, but first we had to break through the shield of his pride! We made him see Kelly again, and really SEE her this time! Kelly turned out to have things going for her that we all found unexpected – she is actually good for him, and he knows it! So, he is at war with himself; he cannot tolerate the idea of being seen with Kelly and what it would do to his reputation when he is alone, but when he is with her, he forgets those things and enjoys himself and enjoys being with her.”
“Still, blackmail?” Arturo disapproved.
“That’s over, I think,” Terence interjected. “I know Kelly is downplaying it. She doesn’t need to beat him with a stick; he likes the carrot just fine.” He grinned a little.
“Eh, well, I STILL disapprove! You will make this video go away, understand?” Arturo demanded.
“I’ll talk to the guy who made it,” Terence promised. “It was never meant to be released; it was just to rattle Julio with.”
“Such things get out anyway,” Arturo argued. “People are harmed!”
“Many would say that I deserve it,” Julio’s voice sounded from behind his father. “And they would be right.” He stood there, looking ashamed.
“This Kelly cannot hold this over you,” Arturo insisted.
“She does not. It is ... old news,” Julio replied. “It would merely be embarrassing, anyway. I am learning humility. It is a hard lesson, but I think I am making progress.”
He turned to his mother. “Mama, Kelly will be coming to dinner. She does not know this; she thinks we are going out. I do not want her stressed at the idea of meeting my mother and father.”
“We will do our best to make things hospitable,” Lucinda declared.
“I still do not approve,” Arturo muttered.
“Papa, Kelly would never have been able to make me see who I am – and who she is – without Bonita and Terence’s little trick,” Julio insisted. “In some ways, she was as much a victim of their little game as I was, but it has turned out well, I think.”
“They went too far,” Arturo murmured.
“Not really,” Julio argued. “How else were they going to stop me from destroying more women? Some things cannot be done in the normal way. They could have upbraided me for my actions forever and it would have had no effect. They needed to SHOW me, and they succeeded.”
He turned to Terence. “I underestimated you.”
“We had help,” Terence admitted. “Lots of it. And, no, the focus wasn’t revenge – it was about making you understand that what you were doing was wrong.”
Julio grinned. “It didn’t hurt to see me squirm, though, eh?”
Terence grinned back. “No, it didn’t, actually.”
“This thing is not an issue between us,” Julio said, putting out his hand. “We will begin again.”
“I’d like that.” Terence shook his hand.
Julio turned to Bonita. “I have said terrible things to you and Mama, and I apologize.” He looked around. “Now, I need to be alone for a while, so I will say goodnight.” He strode off.
“Julio...” Arturo began.
“Forget the talk, my husband,” Lucinda silenced him. “He does not need it at this point.”
Arturo, charged up, turned to Terence. “You and Bonita...”
“Yes?” Terence pulled Bonita against him, running a hand across under her breasts, and stood waiting.
There was a moment of charged silence, but Arturo backed down, “Never mind.” After a moment, he added, “Do you not have to go to school tomorrow?”
“I was just leaving. Come on out and see me off, Nita.” Terence released Bonita and tugged her hand and they headed out the front door.
“Things seem to be moving very quickly,” Arturo mused.
“Only for us, husband,” Lucinda replied. “For them, it is different, I think. Remember when we were first together and every hour was a lifetime?”
Arturo grunted and gave his wife a squeeze. “Let’s go to bed. Gabriel! Do not stay up too late, and turn off the TV and the lights when you are done!” he yelled into the living room.
“Yes, Papa!”
“At least HE isn’t up to anything yet,” Arturo muttered, blissfully unaware that his youngest son was ALSO dating.
~#####~ School was school for those who had to attend it the next day. It was the daily grind, scholarship and athletics, boring classes and homework. Eventually, Bobby Beckwith came home and related to his father, “Dad, Frank Pendergast asks that you call him.” He handed Robert Senior a slip of paper with a phone number on it.
“Who is that?” Robert asked.
“From the club? The older guy who got elected to the Steering Committee last night,” Bobby explained. “He’s Teela Pendergasts’s dad, although you wouldn’t know her, either. Just call him, okay? It’s club business of some type.”
“Oh, okay. Fine.” Robert made the call.
After introductions, Poppa Frank launched into the explanation. “If you was there last night, you know that we take on the occasional project.”
“I know that first hand, actually,” Robert replied. “I was a part of a recent one, and benefited greatly!”
“Okay, well, we’ve got one cookin’,” Frank related, “but we’re all about caution all of a sudden, so we want to do a recon and see if things are the way they SAY they are. To do that we need some bait.”
“What are you trying to catch?” Robert asked.
“A woman who makes her living by ripping off men,” Poppa Frank replied. “The way we have it, she’s ruined about a zillion of ‘em, by blackmail, or stealin’ from them, or whatever. We need to dangle a new target in front of her and see if she starts droolin’.”
“That doesn’t sound hard,” Robert mused.
“It shouldn’t be. It’ll likely just be showin’ up at a bar lookin’ prosperous and passin’ under her nose. If we decide to do her up, a whole other team will come in – this is just the smoke test.”
“I can do that,” Robert agreed.
“We’d like to get the show on the road,” Frank noted. “If she goes huntin’ tomorrow night, can you come when called?”
“Sure.”
“We figger it won’t be any later than Friday night.”
“That’s fine.”
“Okay. I’ll call you, or it might be Toby. You know Toby, right?”
“Yes, I know Toby.”
“Good. Thanks for helpin’ out.”
“No problem,” Robert replied. “I owe the club. This is nothing!”
~#####~ Across town, Elaine Simpson was seating herself in the office of Richard Gorman. “Rick, I need a favor.”
“Anything for you, Laney. You know that!” Richard replied genially.
“It’s Hobart, of course.”
“Of course.”
“Cindy got into a little something she shouldn’t have a couple of weeks ago. Frankly, aside from the damage to her reputation, I think the whole thing did her a world of good, but she collected a boyfriend, and Hobart disapproves of him.”
“You don’t, I gather,” Richard replied, amused.
“That’s correct. Despite the fact that the boy is black, I approve of him,” Elaine declared, causing Richard mild surprise. “Of course, Hobart is horrified, based solely on that criterion.”
“And?” Richard prompted.
“And we’re pretty sure he has a PI on the case, looking for a way to get rid of Tyrone,” Elaine explained. “We’re pretty sure the house is bugged, too. I’d like to have it swept, and maybe some kind of detection put in place?”
“All right,” Richard nodded.
“We want to know who he’s got working, too, if possible. If I was to guess, it is Delaney Morrison,” Elaine added. “Hobart seems to think that knowing her little secret gives him some hold over her, so he’s probably using her. I’d like to have her – or whoever he is using – neutralized in some way, if possible.”
“Okay, wait,” Richard retorted. “First, what secret?”
“You don’t know? A fine private detective YOU are!” Elaine laughed. “Delaney’s a man!”
“She is?”
“Oh, yes! Eight or nine inches worth!” Elaine tittered. “How is it that you don’t know?”
“I never bothered to investigate HER!”
“Well, she’s female between the ears, at least,” Elaine replied. “I gather the extra appendage is an embarrassment to her.”
“Okay, then,” Richard murmured, “About neutralizing people...?”
“I just meant try to get whoever it is off the case – or, even better, feeding Hobart what we want him to see and hear. For a fee, of course.” Elaine sat back, smiling.
“Using Hobart’s own money?” Richard queried, grinning.
“That would be sweet, but detectable,” Elaine sighed. “No, I’ll dip into my rainy-day fund. It’s more than adequate.” Elaine had never been a pauper. “I think you should do this in layers – have someone else make the approach, so that if whoever it is refuses to cooperate, we’re both protected.”
“Good idea!” Richard approved. “Anything else?”
“Yes, one final item. Hobart has developed an unhealthy interest in Cindy. We want to take advantage of this to deal with Hobart. His philandering and his boy-toys have become tiresome and Cindy and I can’t tolerate the constant threat that he poses.” Elaine pretended to examine her manicure.
“Oho! You’re serious, then!” Richard approved.
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