Chapter 26: Corrupt Desires

Life had turned upside down for one Hannah Ruth. The reality of her situation hit her hard when she woke up on a dirty storeroom floor. The smell of sweat and sex was dominating her nose. The proof of the dirty deed was dripping from her snatch, his semen mixed with her pussy juice.

She was experiencing a sweet ache all over her body. The memory of the sex that happened between Erik and her came rushing to her. She had dated three boys before and gone all the way with her last boyfriend. She even dated one older man and had sex with him. She had met him during one of their family’s dinner parties.

But this time it was different. In all those other times she was the one in control. It was she who decided what would happen and how. Going out on a date, dinner, parties, etc. All of them followed a long routine just to get a single kiss from her. They spent a huge fortune to please her.

That older man took her on an expensive cruise and all he got was 3 minutes. He was fast asleep by the fourth minute. Many things were different in her experience with Erik, compared to the previous experiences. But two things that stuck with her: one, she wasn’t in control during their tryst. Two, she never knew sex could shake her very being.

The time that she spent with him in that storeroom felt like she was a different woman. All her life she was a woman in control. She always believed that everything that was surrounding her was there for her. Her friends, family, everything and everyone was doing as she wished them to.

The control was multiplied when she reached puberty. She could sway any man, young or old, with her charm and curves. She started to enjoy that power, use it as a tool to control others. Being a young woman, she enjoyed sex, but because of being always in control, never had she experienced a thrill like this!

A shiver went down her spine, she could remember his gaze. Those eyes were looking deep inside her soul. She felt a weird sensation deep within her chest, which triggered her anger. She was angry because he had defiled her body. She was angry because he had defied her will. Instead of taking what he was given and being grateful for it, he pushed the boundary. He didn’t stop and crossed a line. A line which he turned into a string and tangled her in it to play with her like a doll!

That kind of thought intensified her anger but it also fueled a dark hunger deep within her heart.

It was a bittersweet feeling; while her mind didn’t like it, her body was still pulsing with pleasure. After making herself presentable, she walked out of the storeroom, rushed to her home, and took a long shower. She washed her body thoroughly to get it clean from the dirty touch of that vile man.

After the bath, she fell on her bed; her body was still tired. Her eyes became heavy and closed themselves.

She was lying on her back when a shadow loomed over her. She tried to move, but her body wasn’t responding to her command like it was bound by some invisible strings. The shadowy figure became visible—it was him. Erik was on top of her, while his huge erect cock dangled between his legs.

It was hanging right above her bare pussy. The clothes that she was wearing were gone. Her pussy was dripping wet. His cock was just an inch away from her entrance. Her hands moved with lightning speed and they were right above her pussy.

They were trying to stop him from entering.

She looked at the hard cock pulsing with excitement. She felt a wave of pleasure washing all over her body. Her hands that were hiding her pussy from his cock started to move slowly. She bit her lower lip; his cock would shake now and again and she would look at it, mesmerized by the sight!

Her hands were moving, without her noticing it. Her eyes drifted up. She saw his face, with a smug smile, challenging her. Suddenly, she felt a swell in her chest which intensified the humming pleasure. Her body started to spasm as an orgasm shook her very being.

She opened her eyes; she was lying on her bed. The towel that was wrapped around her body was bunched in a bundle. Both her hands were on her pussy, and three fingers of her right hand were inside. Her snatch was dripping with her love juice.

She looked around but he was nowhere to be found. It took her a minute to realize that what she had seen was just a dream. A dream which disturbed her greatly! Sleep wouldn’t come anymore. She spent the rest of the night thinking about that brute with anger and hatred. This turned into a routine for her, having such disturbing dreams every night. She even hated herself for having such thoughts.

Within two days, those dreams turned into daydreams. She was living in a constant state of horniness. Masturbation wouldn’t do it anymore, so she called her now ex-boyfriend for a meet up. Everything went as planned; she reached a physical orgasm, but there wasn’t the satisfaction. It was she who was in constant control during their time together, which was something different from her time with Erik—something that she didn’t notice! Her unquenched desire intensified her lust and thirst for him. The dreams turned more intense and perverse.

Her lust-fueled her anger and hatred for him. When she noticed him on campus, ignoring her, she just felt angrier.

Today after her parents left the town for some business meeting, she drove her car back home to prepare herself for tonight. She was going to visit ‘the club’ to find a man who could satisfy her desires.

She parked her car, went to her bedroom, threw her clothes on her bed, and entered the bathroom to take a shower.

When she came out of the bathroom, she was shocked by the sight. He was seated on her bed, naked. His strong physique was that of a bodybuilder. He seemed to have grown more muscles. His cock was standing as proud as he was. It also appeared a bit bigger and thicker than the last time she had seen it.