I WON'T LET YOU OUT OF MY GRASP

~Lilian~

"Get out of this place," hot daddy had yelled, jolting me back to my senses.

Slowly, I had climbed off the bed, picking my clothes up and slipping back into them.

No, I wasn't as embarrassed this time.

I want to believe I was beginning to break my way through.

He hesitated at first.

I watched him hesitate.

He watched me c*m all over his sheets, and I bet he enjoyed it.

I was going to strike again, and this time, he would not be able to hold himself back.

For the first time since I got here, for the first time since I became obsessed out of my mind with Sonia's second dad, I was sure that I was going to get what I wanted.

I had between today, which was Christmas Eve and tomorrow.

As I walked down the stairs, my p***y squelched loudly against my thighs, reminding me of just how dirty I had gotten, and how far gone I had become.

The strong scent of citrus still lingered in my nose, so I had thoroughly showered as soon as I got back to the room, afraid that Sonia would discover that I had returned all sweaty from her father's room.

The rest of the day went on as usual with me spending most of the time on local p*rn sites, immersing myself in the hundreds of videos showing white old ladies going down on themselves with s*x toys and skinny female p*rnstars taking on men that were three times their sizes and not going out of breath afterwards.

I watched a couple of other explicit videos of how to get it right, and how to make the man want to c*m all over your face.

I even got wet watching some of them, trying my best not to finger myself again.

The day passed by so fast. Sonia was out for the better part of it.

Of course, she had asked me to come with her, but I had declined with the excuse that I wanted to sleep in for the day.

Finally, dinner was over.

"We'll be leaving soon," Sonia had whispered to me earlier at the dinner table, smiling right after she noticed Mr. Nikolai was staring at her curiously.

An hour after dinner, we sneaked out of the house, ready to go on our exploration.

"Just copy whatever I do. Don't make it awkward."

"Don't make it too obvious that this was going to be your first. You already tried a tampon, that should count."

"Go with the flow. You're a fast learner."

Sonia had bombarded me with lots of lines on our ride to the venue.

Before this Christmas holidays, I would have felt uncomfortable and out of place being in the midst of this number or n***d young people in an apartment in the middle of the night.

The girls had big b*ms and pumped b**bs, and the boys were muscular with c**ks that looked rather heavy.

The girls jiggled their br***ts in the faces of the boys playfully, and the boys stroked their lengths in response.

Everyone had a glass of wine hooked between their fingers as they caught up happily with each other.

I glanced at Sonia who was already removing her clothes impatiently, at the same time, beckoning on a girl with short bright blonde hair to get her two glasses.

I copied her by removing my clothes too.

In no time, I had blended in with the fun, clicking glasses and sharing deep kisses like they were casual handshakes.

I didn't drink a lot because it was alcohol and I wasn't used to it.

But by the time we were done downstairs, Sonia was already red and tipsy even though she wouldn't agree that she was.

Her steps were shaky as she held my hand like she was leading me upstairs, when in actual sense, I was the one leading, guiding her head carefully so she wouldn't crash into the wall by the side.

On reaching a door that had "Red" on a golden card stuck up to it, Sonia paused.

We were here, I thought to myself, anxiety starting to kick in.

I breathed in and out several times before heading inside after Sonia.

Inside the room looked red and dangerous, literally.

The walls were covered in red background wallpapers, the floor in a bloody red lush rug that made my feet warm as soon as I stepped on it.

There was no other furniture but a bed covered in deep red sheets, and a number of pillows in rose red cases by the edge.

Then, a medium sized red box stood by the corner with a red colored land line placed on top, its curly wire dangling out.

I was captivated by how much effort was put into preparing all of these, I almost missed the big muscular stature lying on the bed - face up, hands behind his head, legs opened and stretched out in front of him, face smeared with an expression that hinted at impatience, like a king waiting to be served.

He looked young, but he was huge like he wrestled as a full time job.

His face was not familiar. I don't think he was among the people we had clinked glasses with downstairs.

Strong shoulders, loaded arms, bulky chest, six packs built stomach, heavy thighs, and a c**k tall, thick and veiny, it looked dangerous even to the eyes.

His balls were larger than what normal should be.

My stomach tightened to the horror of having him stick his gun inside of me.

I might just end up in the hospital again.

I looked at Sonia, just to make sure she was seeing the danger that I was seeing.

My body froze with a shocking disbelief.

Sonia looked amazed. Her eyes were sparkling, and her cheeks were flushed like they'd always be whenever she was genuinely happy about something.

She had her palms cupping the mass of her br***ts, massaging them softly as she looked on, towards the man on the bed.

My throat dried to a point of itchy.

I knew I couldn't turn back now. Sonia wouldn't be happy with me.

I said I was going to give my best.

But with the sick feeling down my stomach, I wasn't sure I wanted to anymore.