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Author: The Book Magician
last update publish date: 2026-07-07 00:55:56
~*JUNE*~

I stand in front of a shop with a signboard that reads 'Infinity Sex Toys' in bold, glowing letters.

That's a weird name for a shop, by the way.

Fuck. What the hell am I even doing here?

Oh, right.

Tyler practically dragged me here.

The moment I told him about my constant wet dreams, he'd nodded like some self-appointed therapist who'd just diagnosed the problem and confidently declared he knew the cure.

Which is how I’ve ended up here. Standing outside a sex shop at eight in the mornin
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  • Daddy, Please Make Me Yours   -062-

    ~*JUNE*~Tyler's eyes widen, which is a perfectly reasonable reaction, all things considered."Are you fucking insane?" he yells, shooting to his feet.I shrug. "Maybe."Without giving myself a second to reconsider what is, in my opinion, a very stupid decision, I walk over to the door, lift my coat off the hook, and sling it over my shoulder.Tyler gets there before I can reach the handle, stepping directly into my path and folding his arms across his chest. "Are you seriously going over to his place?""Yes. I need to see how he's doing."He stares at me like I've just announced that I've decided to take up skydiving without a parachute."See how he's doing?" His voice rises. "You're going back to check on the man who assaulted you?"I let out a sigh. "He was badly hurt. I left him bleeding on the goddamn floor, and I didn't even call an ambulance.""Serves him right."I shoot him a look.He raises both hands in surrender. "What? I'm not going to feel sorry for him, June. Not after w

  • Daddy, Please Make Me Yours   -061-

    ~*JUNE*~"At this point, I'm convinced you're trying to kill yourself with all this smoking," Tyler says, his voice heavy with exhaustion.I ignore him, bringing the cigarette to my lips and taking a long drag. The tip glows orange as I inhale.I hold the smoke in my lungs for a moment before slowly exhaling, letting the heat settle in my throat as the nicotine seeps into the hollow space behind my ribs.Hell, it's been four days since the incident at Andrew's house, and my life has been a complete fucking mess ever since.I can barely sleep.Every time I close my eyes, my mind drags me back to that night, forcing me to relive everything until fear leaves me too shaken to sleep properly.And no matter how many times I remind myself that it's over, a part of me still can't shake the feeling that Andrew might come back to haunt me.The worst part is that even being home doesn't make me feel entirely safe.I keep looking over my shoulder and jumping at the smallest sounds, which is hones

  • Daddy, Please Make Me Yours   -060-

    ~*JUNE*~As Andrew pushes his cock further into my pussy, making my inner walls stretch, I slowly inch my hand across the mattress, keeping my movements subtle so he doesn't notice.This is my only chance to escape, and I can't afford to let it slip away.Luckily, I'm close enough to the edge of the bed to reach the nightstand.After a few agonizingly long seconds, my fingers finally close around the handles of the scissors.The instant his cock settles completely inside me and he goes still, I swing my arm up in a vicious, desperate arc, driving the blades deep into his thigh with every ounce of strength I have left.Andrew lets out a shrieking howl, his body convulsing as he violently grabs onto the handle of the scissors, which is now lodged deep into his flesh.Serves you right, you fucking asshole.Shoving his weight off me, I scramble off the bed and bolt for the door.I dive for the metal hairpin on the floor and jam it into the lock, forcing my slick, trembling fingers to stay

  • Daddy, Please Make Me Yours   -059-

    ~*JUNE*~I’m fucking terrified.No, that's an understatement.I’m so consumed by fear that my entire body is shaking, and I can barely feel myself anymore.Bringing both my hands together in front of me, I plead in a small, trembling voice, "Please don't do this, Andrew."He huffs in annoyance, completely unmoved by my plea.Unbuttoning his trousers, he yanks them off and tosses them into a corner. Then he strips off his shirt, leaving him standing over me in nothing but his boxers.He grabs my arms and rolls me onto my back.The second my spine hits the mattress, a small hiss of pain escapes my lips.My hair is tangled across the sheets, my heart pounding so hard I can barely think.Reaching down, he grabs my ankles."No." I shake my head frantically, trying to pull away. "Andrew, please. Stop. I’m begging you. Please, just stop. If you do this, I’ll never forgive you.""I don't care." He spits the words out, his expression cold.He pulls my legs towards him, but I violently wrench m

  • Daddy, Please Make Me Yours   -058-

    ~*JUNE*~Just as I expected, Andrew doesn't answer me.It's as if he's suddenly gone deaf or developed some serious problem with his hearing this evening.But his sudden loss of hearing isn't what bothers me the most.It's his behavior.Something about him feels different tonight. Strange. Unsettling.For one, none of what he's doing right now makes any fucking sense.Slowly, Andrew turns away from the heavy oak door and fixes his terrifying, unblinking stare on me.Without taking his eyes off me, he slips the key into his pocket. That single, methodical movement freezes the blood in my veins.His eyes...There's something in them that I can't quite pinpoint. Something dark and sinister that sends a fresh wave of fear through me, making my knees feel weak beneath me.He starts walking towards me slowly, each step deliberate and unnervingly calm.My pulse skyrockets as I watch him approach.He looks like a fucking boogeyman stalking his prey, and suddenly, I feel trapped, like I've som

  • Daddy, Please Make Me Yours   -057-

    ~*JUNE*~I knew it.Of course this was what Andrew wanted to talk about.The same old "I miss you" speech, followed by another desperate attempt to get me back.Foolish me for thinking he was going to tell me something else. Something actually important, something worth dragging myself back here for.I guess I gave him far too much credit.Though, truth be told, I sure as hell didn't expect him to threaten to kill himself if I didn't take his ass back.You've got to be fucking kidding me.Does he really think I'm going to fall for that?It's just another one of his classic manipulative games.He's pulled this shit before, and I've fallen for it more times than I care to admit.But I'm not falling for it again."Please, June. Give us another chance. I promise you won't regret it," he pleads.I shake my head. "That's not going to happen. I've moved on, Andrew. You need to do the same.""So this is it?" His expression falls. "There's really no chance for us?""No.""Not even one?""Not ev

  • Daddy, Please Make Me Yours   -006-

    ~*JUNE*~“Can you go a little faster?” I ask the cab driver, voice low as I grip the edge of the seat.“Sure,” he says, and presses the accelerator a little harder.I glance at my watch. 7:45.My heart hammers as I check it again. 7:46.That’s what I’ve been doing since I got into this cab—checking

  • Daddy, Please Make Me Yours   -005-

    ~*JUNE*~I know I sound crazy for asking a complete stranger to fuck me.But I don’t give a damn.Right now? I'm acting on instinct.Pure, drunken, angry, heartbroken instinct.I pull back to stare at his face, and he’s still.Completely still.His grey eyes hold my honey brown ones, unblinking.He

  • Daddy, Please Make Me Yours   -004-

    ~*JUNE*~If I say breaking up with Andrew didn't hurt, I’m lying.Because this shit hurts like hell.I press my palms against my eyes, trying to push the tears back in, but they won’t listen.They keep falling, hot and relentless, carving dark tracks through the mascara running down my face.I bite

  • Daddy, Please Make Me Yours   -003-

    ~*JUNE*~I spin on my stool so fast I almost topple over.“Where is he?” I ask, feeling my heart lurch in my chest.“Over there,” Tyler says, pointing toward the VIP booth.My eyes follow his finger, and the world seems to slow, the music fading into a dull roar.Andrew and Maddie come into view, ba

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