Tears Of Tess Novels & Stories

But the weight of her mother’s accusations threatened to unravel everything she had ever held dear. As Clarissa spoke, her tears continued to flow, unbidden and uncontrollable. They were not the usual tears of sorrow, but something far more mysterious and haunting. As they slid down her cheeks, they didn’t merely soak into the fabric of her clothes. They began to change, transforming into something far more beautiful yet sorrowful. The tears became pearls, delicate and luminous, rolling down her lap like precious jewels. Each one seemed to hold a story, a secret she was too afraid to uncover. Their weight was not just physical; it was emotional, pressing her heart deeper into despair.

“Yes. And I’d do anything to keep you safe. But… I see now that I should have told you sooner. I’m sorry, Tess.” Tessa bowed her head, her sobs quiet but deep. She closed her eyes, feeling as though the ground beneath her had given way. Clarissa pressed a kiss to her temple. “Let me help you,” she whispered. “How can i make you feel better.” Tessa drew a ragged breath, her tears soaking into the cushion. She felt the trembling in her arms and legs as the knowledge of Pedro’s near discovery threatened to undo her. Yet through the storm of grief, one thought emerged—she would not be defeated.

"Your hand is bleeding. If we are going to ease you of your pain, let's start with the small wounds." Jamie's doe eyes glimmered. A simple gesture of kindness scares her because of past trauma but she could feel Tess's good intentions. She stretched out her hands subconsciously and Tess held her right hand in hers, applying the ointment on the spot with open wounds. Jamie didn't have any reaction to the stinging pain from the ointment, instead her face welled up in tears from the warmth from Tess's hands. "Thank you." she retracted her hands as soon as Tess was done. Wiping the tears threatening to fall from the corner of her eyes.

Something hot. Tears.

Another tear slipped from my eyes. . . . . . TBC

“That means the binder is working.” I press my palm to my sternum again. The presence is still there. Quiet. Watching. “Yeah,” I whisper. “Good.” Tessa launches herself out of bed and grabs my hands. “This is amazing. This is, this is the beginning. Oh my goddess, I’m going to cry.” “Don’t,” I warn, because if she cries, I’ll cry, and then we’ll all cry and I’ll drown in it. Tessa sniffs hard and nods dramatically. “I won’t. I’ll be strong. I’ll,” she inhales, “I’ll cry later.”

Tessa moved forward a bit and then back before she slipped herself into me, my grip on her tightened even more but when I pushed harder she pushed her ass back to meet the hot tempo of my hard thrust. She squirmed loudly and turned to stare at me and that was when I noticed the tear at the corner of her eyes but that wasn’t going to stop me from getting the pleased I deserved instead I increased my pace banging hard against her warm pussy while I used one of my hands to push her waist on the table making her lay flat on her chest and her pussy being opened to me. Tessa struggled to look back at me, the little tear tugged at her corner of her eyes. “ please just stop” she begged silently but

She cried like a baby, clutching the tattered cloth on her chest. The next item played and this time, it wasn't music but rather a message from Doris. The class was quite noisy then judging from the loud and harsh talks and sounds that came from the background of Doris' speech. Doris started; "Hmm...Hmm... Tessa, I finally know the full meaning of her name. I'm saving it here cause I don't want her to find out" "I know she won't find out 'cause she don't listen to music. She has never even touched my mp3 before" She giggled and Tessa burst into tears.

"Blaze, I'm truly sorry if I did anything to upset you." "You know apologizing in that pathetic voice doesn't convince me of anything." She looks up at me with those stunning eyes, now filling rapidly with unshed tears. Tessa's tears have always driven me to the edge of madness. I know perfectly well that tears don't move me emotionally, and she understands that fact as well. If she allows even one tear to fall right now, I'll immediately cancel my decision not to punish her tonight. "I'm sorry, I swear I didn't mean to do anything wrong."

~ **** Tessa's POV **** After efforts of trying to push him away with no luck, I gave up. Tears gathered in my eyes. I just want to get this over with, so I could get money for Anne's surgery. Why does he have to be here? Why now? "Let go of me," I said for probably the 100th time now. He must have noticed the tears gliding out of my eyes as his eyes widened. "Are you crying?" He asked. If only looks could kill, this man would have been dead by now. How come people aren't saying anything about this, it's abuse!