All Chapters of Used, Corrupted and Ruined (An Off-Limits Collection): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

70 Chapters

Ink and Sin

Riley’s POVI stood outside Jax Ink, the neon sign flickering like a bad decision I couldn’t take back. My stomach twisted into knots tighter than the ones I’d practiced untying in therapy. At twenty-one, I was supposed to be reinventing myself… new city, new college friends, finally shaking off the “sweet, innocent Riley” reputation that clung to me like cheap perfume. And I was halfway there. Until that little dare. They wanted me to get a real tattoo. Something small but edgy. A delicate crescent moon wrapped in thin, twisting vines, placed just above my right hip on my lower back. It would peek out under cropped tops and make me feel like I belonged. At least that’s what I kept telling myself on the drive over.The only problem was the artist.Jax—my stepbrother. Twenty-six, built like he bench-pressed motorcycles, covered in dark, aggressive ink that crawled up his arms and disappeared under the tight black t-shirts he always wore. He’d hated me since the day our parents marr

Public Train

Sadie's POVThe late-night commuter train was always a gamble, but after a long night out with Hallie, it felt like the only affordable option. The carriage was packed shoulder-to-shoulder with tired workers, drunk college kids, and the usual rough-looking men who rode this line because they knew its reputation. Everyone whispered about it… the “molestation express” that ran after midnight. Hallie had laughed it off when I suggested taking an Uber.“Come on, Sadie. Live a little. It’s just a train. What’s the worst that could happen?”I clutched the pole tighter as the train lurched forward, the fluorescent lights flickering overhead. Hallie stood in front of me, tipsy and glowing from the club, her short black skirt riding up her thighs and her tight crop top showing a generous amount of cleavage. She was always the bolder one… outgoing, adventurous, fearless. I was the shy best friend, still wearing my modest sundress that reached mid-thigh, cheeks already flushed from one too many

Public Train

Sadie’s POVThree days. Seventy-two hours of pretending I was the same girl I’d always been. I replayed it every night. Hallie’s flushed face, her muffled moans vibrating around the thick cock sliding between her lips. The way her skirt had bunched around her waist while the second man fucked her from behind in that packed carriage, strangers all around them pretending not to notice. The wet sounds. The degrading praise. The way her legs shook when she came. I hated myself for how wet I got just remembering it. I’d touched myself raw the first two nights, biting my pillow so my roommate wouldn’t hear, coming harder than I ever had in my life while shame burned in my chest. Tonight, I told myself I was just saving money. The train was cheaper than Uber. That’s all. I still wore the short pleated skirt and thin white blouse I’d chosen after changing three times. No tights. No panties. I told myself it was for comfort in the heat. The lie tasted sweet on my tongue as I stepped on

A Man In The Woods

Elara's POVThe mountain air hit me like an old lover the moment I stepped out of the rental car. Crisp, pine-scented, carrying the faint promise of freedom I hadn’t tasted in three long years. I stood in the gravel parking lot of the quiet hotel near the trailhead, backpack slung over one shoulder, and breathed it in deeply. This new city was supposed to be my fresh start. Three years of living like a ghost in crowded cities, avoiding every forest, every trail, every whisper of leaves in the wind. I was done hiding.I loved the woods once. The way the earth felt alive beneath my boots. The hush of ancient trees. The thrill of pushing my body until every muscle burned and my mind went blissfully quiet. Swimming naked in hidden alpine lakes at dawn. Sleeping under nothing but stars and thin nylon. It had made me feel powerful. Alive.Until *he* made me fear it.I shook the thought away as I checked into the mid-range hotel. The receptionist was friendly, the room simple but clean. I

A Man In The Woods

Elara's POV The trail was the most beautiful thing I'd seen in years!Moonlight filtered through the dense canopy, painting the forest floor in silver and shadow. My boots crunched softly over pine needles and fallen leaves as I walked deeper into the woods, the cool night air kissing my flushed skin. After three years, the simple act of hiking again felt like coming home. My backpack was light, my headlamp turned off to preserve the natural beauty around me. Every breath filled my lungs with crisp, earthy scent. Freedom. Pure, exhilarating freedom.I smiled to myself, laughing quietly at how paranoid I’d been back at the hotel. “You’re ridiculous, Elara,” I whispered, my voice barely disturbing the silence. “No one’s watching. He’s gone. This is your night.”The trail wound gently upward, the distant sound of a stream babbling somewhere to my left. My body moved with familiar ease… thighs burning slightly from the incline, a light sheen of sweat gathering between my breasts. The tig

A Man In The Woods

Elara's POV I was still coughing, choking on his thick cum, when he grabbed my ankle and dragged me deeper into the woods like a discarded rag. My nails scraped uselessly against the dirt and leaves as I tried to fight, but my head throbbed viciously from the fall and my limbs felt heavy, uncooperative. The taste of him coated my tongue, salty and warm, dripping from the corners of my mouth as I gasped for air.“Please… let me go,” I whimpered, voice hoarse and broken.He didn’t answer. He simply pulled me into a small moonlit clearing and dropped me onto the cold ground. For a terrifying moment, he disappeared into the shadows. I tried to crawl away, but my body refused to cooperate. Every movement sent fresh pain spiking through my skull.He returned with ropes.“No… no, please—”He worked in silence, efficient and terrifyingly calm. He stripped the rest of my torn clothes from my body until I was completely naked. The cold night air bit into my skin as he tied my wrists and ankles

Fixing The Leak

Kristen’s POVMy boyfriend and I got into another fight today.I wish I could say it was my fault. I wish I could take responsibility. But I was so fucking tired of it.Tired of wearing the pants in this relationship. Tired of thinking for both of us. Tired of putting my all in while he acted like some spoiled little brat still stuck in high school.As usual, we got into it over the most trivial things. Yesterday it was laundry. Today, the leaking sink.“Do we really need to call a handyman for a sink, babe? It’s only a leak. We can fix it ourselves,” I’d said, and for some reason, that was enough to set him off.Tony believed I was always questioning his “manliness” whenever I suggested he do anything around the house instead of paying someone else.What manliness?He couldn’t change my tires. He couldn’t fix a leak. For all I knew, he could barely hit a nail into a wall without calling someone for help.It was irritating, and as much as I hated our fights, I didn’t mind saying the t

Fixing The Leak

Kristen's POVHe smelled like oil and sweat, a tainting musky combination that spared no time seeping through my house clothes.My entire body stiffened when I felt the tips of his fingers tighten their hold on me.“The leak,” I managed. “Show me.”I couldn’t even look him in the eyes, but I could tell he was staring at me.Even after tucking his cock back into his pants, the outline of it pressed hard against my body.He either didn’t understand when I told him to back up a bit, or he was enjoying every nudge of my skin against his.I wish I could say this was discomforting, but I couldn’t muster the courage to lie to myself. It felt like this strange man had some silent claim on my body that I could barely decipher.After a moment of hesitation, he signaled for me to listen to the small, quiet drips spreading through the toilet.I let my attention drift away from him and focused on the small, repetitive sound.Familiar.I’d heard it every time I used the downstairs toilet, but it al

The Intern's A Sex Addict

Cody's POVMy dick’s been wedged between my legs for what feels like hours now.Really, only a couple of minutes have passed.Only a couple of minutes since I walked through the cream-coloured doors of the office I’d be interning at for the next six months and met my supervisor, Miss Alia.The scent of her wrapped around me before anything else. An expensive, flowery musk with a spicy undertone that stabbed my chest the second she came closer.She had on skin-tight jeans and a cute pink top — not the kind of outfit that should’ve made me gawk, yet somehow my dick appreciated the sight instantly.I only just met this woman and I was already hung up on the idea of railing her over that damn table.“Get your head on straight, man,” I told myself for what felt like the umpteenth time.I needed some air. Some water. Anything to distract me from the way those jeans brought out the curve of her fat ass.Instead, I had to remain at my workspace, twelve feet away from her, while I fantasiz

The Intern's A Sex Addict

Cody’s POVThe second she dropped to her knees, I knew I was fucked.Her boobs jiggled in her shirt a little, already glistening from the way the fluorescent light hit her skin.“Sylvia, what are you doing?” I murmured, the words inaudible and heavy.“I want to help, silly.” She shoved my hands away, her eyes widening when she saw my boner inches away.My dick strained against my underwear, begging to be put out of its misery. And at this point, every second she admired the bulge in my pants instead of pulling my zipper sent flashes of pain, pleasure, and panic up my skin.Finally, she undid my belt and slowly nudged down my zipper.The cold air hit my cock. My balls tightened as though she’d already touched them.Touch them. Fucking touch them already.She pulled my briefs down and my cock came springing out, slapping her lightly on the cheek.She neither budged nor flinched. Instead, she nudged even closer and let the heat of it spread across her face.“Fuck,” she said after a dee

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