Emily's Burning Desire
Copyright© 2025 by CaffeinatedTales
Chapter 82
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 82 - In the sultry shadows of desire, innocent Emily lusts after her roommate's hunky boyfriend, igniting a wildfire of forbidden passion. One drunken night unleashes a torrent of ecstasy as she's ravished by his massive cock, but it's only the beginning.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Slut Wife MaleDom Rough Spanking PonyGirl Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Analingus Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
She thought it over, again and again, then shook Chris awake, tossing the phone with the open chat in front of him.
“You dosed me with aphrodisiacs?”
“That night you raped me when I was drunk, that was your plan? You drugged me to make me horny.”
“And my thing with Travis—you set that up too, didn’t you? You used me to break up his engagement with Riley because it helped your family’s business?”
Chris glanced at the phone’s screen, his eyes widening as she hammered him with accusations. He scrambled upright, grabbing her shoulders. “Emily, who told you that? Don’t believe whoever’s trying to drive a wedge between us. Maybe it was Dr. Crowe, trying to tear us apart...”
His defense sounded weak, his groggy brain clearly struggling to keep up.
“Stop lying!” Emily shoved him off. “I know it was you. You sent the anonymous email to Riley’s family, exposing me and Travis. You drugged me to make me want him, arranged for me to run into him on that trail. Chris, you brought me here, said you loved me, but it was all to use me?”
The air went still for a moment, his gaze frozen.
Then Chris took a deep breath and admitted, “Yes, I used you. But not entirely. I do love you, Emily. My feelings are real.”
Hearing him confess cut her to the core, her shoulders trembling. She hadn’t known for sure about the email, only thrown it out to test him, and now ... it was true.
“Love me? You call this love?” she spat. “You drugged and raped me, drugged me again to make me seduce other men, let me get fucked by strangers at parties. That’s your love?”
She’d never imagined Chris, who’d been so good to her, could be this vile.
“I do love you. I had to find someone to make Travis cheat. I had no choice...” Chris gripped her arm tightly, his eyes burning into hers. “I know I messed up. I shouldn’t have used the drugs. I won’t again, I swear. You still care about me, right? Our feelings are real. It’s over now. Let’s move forward, and I’ll make it up to you.”
“Enough!”
Emily couldn’t stomach another word. She turned to the closet, yanking out her suitcase to pack. She wasn’t one for cursing, so she kept it short. “Goodbye, Chris.”
Silence stretched for a few seconds, no sound behind her.
When she glanced back, everything went dark. Something smothered her face, gagged her mouth, and ropes bound her wrists and ankles...
“Mrph, mrph!”
A day later.
In a dim room, Emily hung suspended in midair, dressed in a sheer, provocative dress. Soft ropes looped around her waist, wrists, and knees, spreading her legs wide in an M-shape, her flushed pussy exposed and open for violation.
Chris strode in, fresh from a workout, sweat glistening on his skin. He unzipped his track pants, freeing his thick, heavy cock.
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