All Chapters of Filthy Surrender: The Forbidden Files : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter One — Dr. Eleanor Voss stood beside the table of the examination room, in a crisp white coat, and her hair was pulled back into a severe ponytail that accentuated the sharp line of her jaw. She was known for her thoroughness and for the way she could make a patient feel both examined and, inexplicably, seen. Jasper Reed sat on the chair at the edge of the table with his shoulders hunched due to the weeks of fatigue he was experiencing and the dull, persistent ache that had settled into his muscles stubbornly. He was twenty-eight, lanky, and had a few strands of dark hair that fell over his forehead when he leaned forward. “Tell me what's been happening”, Dr. Eleanor said in a low and direct voice. Then she moved closer and placed her gloved hands over his shoulder, fingers pressing into them to feel the tight knots. She noted the way his breath hitched in a tiny, involuntary gasp when her fingertips brushed the nape of his neck. “Everything…just…tired”, Jasper muttered

Chapter Two — Maya's POV I could only offer a nod. I was unable to speak or even move. Jake on the other hand, took my hand and guided me toward the small dim bedroom that had a single lamp beside the bed. The door closed behind us and he shoved me gently onto the mattress, causing the springs to creak under my weight. I quickly supported myself using my elbows. He stood over me, his massive frame blocking the light. My eyes drifted down and they bulged. Oh! His towel was no longer around his waist and his cock was hitting proudly from his waist, veins pulsing along it's length and the tip was glistening with pre-cum. I swallowed, my pulsing hammering frantically. “Take off your clothes”, he commanded, in a rough voice that made me press my thighs together. I fumbled with the buttons of my shirt with shaky fingers. I kept my eyes solely locked on his, trying to decipher what his eyes were trying to say. I slipped the shirt off, revealing a lace bra that did little

Chapter One — Freda's POV Knock. Knock. Knock. The rap on the door was impatient and quick, making my heart jump into my throat. It was my landlord, wasn't it? The man had been at this for days because my rent had been due weeks ago. I had basically been running away, pretending I wasn't at home whenever he came to knock but I knew I couldn't keep it up. I would have to face him sooner or later. And sooner was the best bet, especially since he had already put up a notice that my apartment was vacant and a new tenant was needed. I fumbled with the tie of my silk robe. “Coming!”. I called out, my voice sounding tighter than I intended. Just as I opened the door, the fabric slipped enough to reveal the swell of my left breast, the dark nipple peeking out. My heart pounded even more as I hurriedly pulled the robe closed, but I guessed the damage was already done. The Landlord's gaze had already lingered on the exposed body part, his eyes darkening with a hunger I recognised insta

Chapter Three — Freda's POV We walked into the bathroom naked, steam curling around us and fogging the mirror. Mr. Hale had said he needed to inspect the bathroom, most especially the shower head and I had to follow him in. We both knew what that meant. Especially since he had spoken about the rent only being paid in half. He turned on the shower and I stepped inside, moving to stand under the shower’s spray, letting the water pound against my skin and also wash away the traces of what Mr. Hale, my landlord and I had done, minutes ago. He stepped in behind me, his chest pressing against my back then he wrapped his arms around my waist and his hands slid up to cup my breasts. I sighed as his thumbs started rubbing over the already sensitive nipples. I leaned into him, my eyes threatening to flutter close while my lips parted slightly. “You're still trembling”, he murmured, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “Tell me what you need”, then he nibbled on my earlobe. “I need…

Chapter Two – Greg's POV We sat at the breakfast table the next day, quietly eating the meal I had gotten up early to prepare. Harry was seated on my left with Alicia sitting beside him. I felt uneasy and my eyes kept drifting to her. Harry cleared his throat. “I have somewhere to be today dad”, then he turned to her, “Alicia. I have to stop by Philip's place. Wanna come?”. I sighed in relief internally. Alicia going with him would leave me alone and less uneasy. It would be a good thing. “No”. My head jerked up to her. No? “Are you okay?”. Harry asked and she dropped her fork and faced him. “Yes but I want to rest. I slept in the living room last night…”, her eyes flicked to me briefly before looking back at him. “...but couldn't sleep well, so I need to make up for the lost sleep”. “Are you sure you're fine?”. She nodded, eyes still flickering to me. The food started tasting ashy so I wiped the corners of my lips using a napkin before getting up. “I have some paper