~Joan’s pov~It was already dark, the night was the longest. Now I couldn’t get my mind off what had happened earlier. I felt claustrophobic and confused. The sound of my door opening pulled my attention to the door, and a body standing there, at first I had thought it was Fredrick till I noticed that statue.It was Jones, he was back again I yelped from the bed; holding the sheets above my chest, checking my side clock, it was three in the morning, why was he here so early?“Don’t shout, don’t you think it’s too early to be loud” he climbed on the bed, I hurried back to the end of the bed, protecting myself from what was sure to come, “bet your taste as sweet as the chocolate Fred gave you today” crawling on the bed, my heart skipped, he moved close to me, then yanked the sheets off my body.His lips met mine as he engulfed my little squirk with his hands, he reached out for my thighs through my nightwear, a loose gown which gave him easy access to my panties.He came prepared in a ro
Fredricks povShe had the guts to jam the door on me, and now she walked around with her friend being all lovey-dovey, she belonged to me, and me alone, all through the day I watched her, how comfortable she was or pretended to be, she barely looked at me either, there was something different with her today, whatever must have gone through her mind needed to end before night time, I can’t help myself.“Hey, big man, I see the way you are looking at the girl, you like her,” Victor said, pointing at Joan, she was talking with her friends again and this new guy who seemed to be lurking all over her.“Who’s the new guy”“Oh, that’s Christain from science he’s some kind of geek, you don’t need to worry about him” his reply didn’t make my feelings any easier, I wanted him out of her life that Instant, I saw the way he made her laugh, and how he looked at her.what if he tried to talk to her, or maybe the reason why she acted so cold to me this morning?It was definitely because of him, and I
Fredricks pov“I will punish you instead.""Why would you punish me? '' she asked, standing on her feet. I could see how pissed she was, but I needed to teach her some lessons and some discipline to teach her never to disrespect me again.Pulling her up, I kissed her gently; the pillowy feel of her lips on mine drew lust. I didn’t know how starved I was till I kissed her again; she was hard to resist, but my will to punish her was even more dear. In a swift move, I turned her, her face on my bed and her skirt exposing her backside.I spanked her hard, then her cheek flushed at the impact of my palm against her bum. "That's for yelling at me when you could have gotten it for free." I spanked her even harder, this time directly on her cheek.“That’s for being so stupid, for you to think you can come here and have me whenever you want because you feel I can get down on you whenever you want me.”I spanked her this last time; her voice echoed in my room, but I didn't stop there. The satis
Joan’s povHe left me there, like some kind of slave he could toy with. I came here to get my mind off of being traumatized by the father, and his son tied me. I hated my life that instant. How stupid could I have been? It’s just been days, and I was down the drain like sometrash that can be tossed around.Tears flooded my eyes even when I wanted to hold it down so much, but it still didn’t stop. It just can't stop because I can feel how stupid I am each time. It’s the end of it for me—totally the end for me—if I'm going to tell mom that her so-called beloved husband laid his filthy hands on me.The same man couldn't stop talking endlessly about how nice he was to me and how he gave me money to get drugs, not knowing he gave me money for contraception after he came like a dog inside me.Damn him, damn all of them.Cleaning my tears on the sheets, I hear footsteps hitting the stairs. Mom and that jerk of a stepfather weren't back, which meant it was... My heart skipped at the thought
Joan’s pov "Joan, why aren’t you listening?" Miss Parker banged on her desk, which successfully pulled me out of delima. It was philosophy class, one of the most boring, but one day my thoughts weren’t ranging above my thighs.I wiggled my waist slowly on the chair; everything around me seemed like a viable material for pleasure; all my thoughts were of pleasure; it was like I was placed in a fire that slowly burned me as the day passed by.No matter how hard I tried to turn my attention to something on the board, I seemed to think otherwise. I patiently waited for lunch time; maybe I could free myself from the bondage Fredrick placed me in. What was he thinking about placing me under such pressure?I passed a glance at him; he was ticking his pen, damn it.“Joan, stand up and repeat what I have just said, '' Miss Park said. I stood in hopes that I might utter something related to what she had been saying for over an hour, but my brain went entirely dumb.“Ma, I am sorry; I wasn’t
Fredrick’s pov“Why are you in my school? You didn’t inform me you would be coming,” I asked Sophia, but she remained mute as she drove; she had a latent smile on her face, which conveyed trouble. She was pissed but tried hiding it behind a smile."Talk to me; why come pick me up? You created a scene; now everyone is talking."“You never had a problem with that, so why today? Besides, I just came to take you gaming; I was bored and I needed someone to talk to, so I came to pick you up. Is that bad?”It has been this way for a long time. Sophia was too rich to be among us; she was way richer than my dad in person, and at first, it was the best thing to date the richest and hottest girl in the state. It came with its peaks and its odds; she was always right to do whatever; I never argued her decision; she was free to do as she pleases; and I had no say whatsoever.She was loving, caring, and more compassionate than I expected from someone who had access to other bedmates; she wasn’t ent
Joan’s povEverything sucked. I hated everyone. Yes, he was right. What was I thinking? I was a whore who begged for sex, one that wasn’t paid but enjoyed being used, and for all I care, I was done, totally this time.I would tell Mom everything. I would tell her about Fred and me. It might be the last time she wouldn’t trust me, but it was worth it.It was dinner time, and as always, this new fake family was down, all hoping we could pretend and look at each other's faces like nothing happened between us, and I was going to ruin it for everyone, including myself.Walking down the stairs, in a four-chair dining room, mom was sitting close to her newlywed husband, both of them holding hands together and whispering something in each other's ears, while Fred was at the left wind, already chewing the grapes like the pig he was—no single cutesy.I hate him, I hate myself.“Come join us; we have big news we would like to share with the family,” mom said.“This is not a family, and what’s so
Joan’s pov“Pregnant?” “Yes, we are pregnant; we don’t know the gender yet; since it’s not time, your dad and I just found out, and we decided to share it together with both of you,” her smile stoll handing, she was expecting a reaction of some sort.Fred I held my hands underneath the table so I didn't combust, but I pulled out anyway. Damn all of them, damn their stupid news. Mom isn’t supposed to be pregnant for him; it’s off the radar.Nothing was making sense, pregnant? It was too early to be pregnant, and she was pregnant for this man, this pervert."Aren't you happy, my love? You are finally going to have a sibling; it will be the beginning of our new family bond, and maybe we will grow to love each other as you help nurture your sibling.” She stares at him with spotless love in her eyes, and he smiles back at her.Pretense, all pretense—he doesn’t love her.“Is this what you really want, mom, a child?”“Yes,it will seal the family bond for ever,” she smiled at me. I knew what