Chapter 72

I was so happy when our parents pulled up with our ve hicles on Tuesday afternoon. Unfortunately, my

sister and brother couldn’t come, but just seeing my parents again makes me feel better. I’ve been

feeling off ever since the break-in, almost like a lost little girl, even with Jace here with me, it isn’t the

same without my parents. My parents were always the ones to chase the boogie man away, and now

being on my own, I know I need to depend more on myself.

-Learning to depend on no one but yourself takes a lot, more than I ever thought it would take. I was

excited to move out on my own, and it was all roses until something detrimental happened, making me

lose the feeling of want ing to be independent. I’m hoping that having Jace here with me will help, but

he won’t always be around either. I’m not sure why I’m suddenly feeling the way I am. Maybe it’s due to

everything that has happened to me, or maybe it’s the fact that Jace had talked to me about his

suspicions. Just thinking about any of my four attackers knowing where I’m at now is enough to send

me spiraling over the edge. I chose this location because it was so far away from my hometown on the

west coast.

I’m sitting on the little bench in front of the window to

our bedroom when a knock sounds on the door and my mother peeks her head in, “May I come in?”

Smiling, “Of course, Mom.” | turn away from the win dow in order to give my mother my full attention.

“I just wanted to have a little heart-to-heart with you before we take off for the airport.” She comes over

and sits down beside me, pulling me into her side, “Are you okay, sweetie?”

Sighing, I nod, “I will be. You and dad being here has helped, and since we will be flying home in a little

over a week for Jace’s graduation, I should be fine.”

“Well, I can say one thing is for sure, Jace did a great job with securing this apartment up. I don’t think

anyone will be getting in here in the future.” She squeezes me a lit tle bit tighter, “You know, your dad

may still be a little put off with the dynamics of your relationship, but we both see how much Jace loves

you and the lengths he will go to pro tect you. He is a good boy, just like I’ve always known.”

“Yeah, he really is.” I admit.

“If it wasn’t for him bullying you, the two of you could have been together much sooner and maybe you

wouldn’t feel the need to move halfway across the country.” My mom chuckles sadly.

| glance up at her, “Honestly Mom, I don’t know if we would have. I only saw Jace as my best friend

back then. It wasn’t until he started bullying me that I started to crush on him, so maybe it all happened

for a reason, and that’s why! am able to forgive him for it. Well, that and the fact that he has been trying

so hard to make amends.”

She studies me for a moment, “Yeah, I can see that. Not sure that your father sees it that way,” she

laughs, “but he will get over it eventually. Although, I can tell you right now that he isn’t happy that you

are now sharing a room. He wants to know why you can’t wait a little while before shar ing a room. He

thinks it’s dumb that you are using the sec ond room as a storage area.”

I give my mom a look, “Mom, you know perfectly well that we are not using it as storage, but I want to

keep dad a little less stressed. He does not want to know what is be hind that door, hence why we keep

it locked.”

Throwing her head back, my mother laughs hard, “Oh, I knew it! It’s a good thing I haven’t said

anything to your dad or else he will demand you to open it.”

“Oh, God. It’s embarrassing enough talking about it with you!” I say as I cover my face, “But it’s also

nice that I can talk to you about it, too. To an extent of course!” | add in quickly.

“You know that I will never judge you. Times are chang

ing, and sexuality isn’t so hush hush anymore. Some people don’t understand the different needs that

people have, and that’s okay, as long as they don’t judge anybody for it. Your dad will be fine,

eventually… maybe.” She chokes out a laugh.

“Thank you, Mom.” I hug her tight.

“I love you, baby. I will always be here for you; only a phone call away.” She kisses the top of my head,

“Unfortu nately, we have to get going, but if you need me, I can send your father back and I can stay a

bit longer.”

I shake my head and pull slightly away, “No, I will be fine. Elise and Eli are just about finished with

school, so you should probably be there for all the end-of-the-year stuff going on. I will see you soon

enough.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right. Prom is this weekend and apparently, your sister was asked to go. I tell

you, that girl is going to be the reason why all my hair will be gray in the next few years.”

“Who is she going to prom with?” | question.

“Oh, she says it’s an upper classman and that they are just good friends.” She waves it off, but she’s

not really thinking about the reality of everything going on.

“Mom, are you listening to yourself right now? After ev erything that has happened with me, you are

going to just let my baby sister go to prom with someone that you don’t even know?”

“As a matter of fact, I said no, but your sister is very stubborn lately and took it upon herself to buy her

own dress for it, and to be honest, I don’t have the energy to fight her on this. It’s just a school dance

after all.” She sighs heavily.

I don’t like it, not one bit, but what am I supposed to do about it? I drop the subject and then stand up,

“Come on, Jace and I will drive you guys to the airport.”

“How do you expect us all to fit in one vehicle?” she asks.

“Oh, please, one of you can lap it.” | shrug and then wink at her.

“Oo, you’re right. Your father and I can talk about the first thing that pops up.” She snickers as I cover

my ears with my hands.

“Seriously, Mom. I don’t want to hear you say stuff like that!”

“What, you think we are too old for intimacy or what?”

“No. Sorry, Sir. Please, I love it when you fuck my ass!”

“That’s right. I know you do, all sluts love it, and you’re my own personal slut, aren’t you? Only I can

use this body for my own pleasure, right?” He reaches around and strums my clit, not stopping until I’m

about to come.

“Yes, Master Jace! I’m only yours to use! Please, may | come?”

“That’s a good slut, yes, come all over my fingers.” He thrusts multiple fingers into my pussy to where I

feel so full, and I come apart. “Mm, you taste so fucking good, baby!”

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I watch as he sucks my juices from his fingers and then pulls himself from my butt. It’s then that I notice

the fuck ing machine off to the side, that he is now pulling over and placing it behind me. When he

notices me watching him, he winks at me and then lubes up the dildo on the top of the machine. He

brings the machine forward and then makes a few adjustments just before I feel him pushing both

dildos into my holes, one in my pussy and one in my butt. He doesn’t push them all the way in, though.

They only get in serted until just the tips are inside of each hole.

This feels humiliating, which only makes me wetter, and Jace notices right away, “Fuck, Precious. Look

at you, get ting all excited to be double penetrated by fucking toys. Well, once I clean myself, my little

whore will have all of her holes filled because I’m going to fuck that pretty little

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she scoffs.

“No, but you don’t have to add innuendos or anything like that!”

She rolls her eyes at me, “Fine! My daughter, the prude!” I just let her think what she wants to think.

“You want it to hurt, then stay still and take it, until this ass adjusts to my cock. Then I’ll let the double

penetration machine take over.” Jace, or should I say Sir, orders me.

As soon as we got back from the airport, I went straight to the playroom. I needed a distraction, and so

Jace fol lowed me. He was hesitant at first, but I know what turns him on and now, he’s giving me what

I want. What is it that I want? I want it fast, hard, and dirty. My inner slut wants out, and I told Jace as

much, causing him to cave.

I watch him in the mirror that he had placed when putting the room together. He likes it when I watch

him take me, and so as I lay on one of the benches, front facing downward, he’s cuffed both my hands

and ankles down and now wants me to watch as he takes my ass. He uses plenty of lube and then

inserts one finger at a time until he

has me stretched out by three of his digits.

“Keep your eyes on my cock, Precious. Watch it as it disappears into your tight ass.” He thrusts little by

little, not wanting to hurt me, but making sure I feel the burn enough to satiate my cravings, “Mm, fuck,

baby. I’ve missed taking this hole. You’re so fucking tight!” He begins to go faster, causing little

whimpers to escape me, due to the burn he’s causing. “Does it hurt?”

“Yes, Sir…it burns.”

“Do you want to safe word?” He always asks me this, ready to stop if I need him too, but I never do.

“No, Sir. I need this, please don’t stop.”

| watch as he watches himself fuck my back hole, “My little whore loves this does she?” He asks as he

really starts to hammer into me, “Fucking say it, slut. Say you love it when I fuck your ass.”

“I love it when you take my butt.” | moan, but then he stops completely.

“Is that what I told you to say, Precious?” He slaps my butt cheek hard, giving me another type of pain

that my body soaks up.

mouth, too.” He runs his fingers through my hair, “Would you like that, slut?”

“Yes, Sir. Please, fill me all the way up. Use me for your own pleasure Master Jace.”

“That’s what I like to hear, and your wish will be granted momentarily.” He turns the machine on slow at

first, but then it gradually picks up until it’s fucking both my holes hard and fast.

“OH… Master Jace! May I come again, please?”

“Come as many times as you need to as long as you continue to let me fuck you how I want.” He then

pulls on my hair, making me open my mouth for him and he slides all the way in, “Now this is fucking

perfection!” he glances in the mirror as he starts to fuck my mouth.

I’m filled to the brim, and I absolutely love it. I feel so dirty, especially being tied down and helpless. I

continue to come over and over as both machine and man fuck me without a care in the world. Jace

continues to shove himself deep into my throat and stays there right until I think I can’t take it anymore,

and then pulls back, allowing me to take deep breaths.

My butt is deliciously sore as the machine continues to pump the dildo in and out of me. I think this may

be my new favorite toy to play with well. number two horanca

Jace is number one. Speaking of my Dom he’s now holding onto both sides of my face and is fucking

me harder than he ever has before. My nose slamming into him over and

over.

“I’m going to come, Precious, get ready.” A few more hard thrusts and he begins splashes seed into my

mouth. ľ m having a hard time keeping up with the swallowing and a little bit leaks out the sides of my

mouth, “Fucking swallow it, whore, every last drop! ARGH…!” He slams into me one last time and then

he stills. After a few deep breaths, he pulls out and squats down in front of me. Using his tongue, he

swipes at the spilled seed on my face and then shoves his tongue into my mouth, kissing me as he

makes me take the rest of his cum. The machine is still going full power be hind me, and Jace watches

as I get fucked by something other than him.

“I’ll keep that going for a bit longer as I get cleaned up.” He leans over and kisses my forehead.

“Master Jace…”

“Yes, Precious?”

“T-Thank you, S-Sir!”

“For what?” He chuckles.

“For giving me what I w-want, Sir.”

“Oh, well, this is more for what I want, but it so hap pened to help your cravings as well.” He then walks

into the bathroom and turns the shower on.

I’m left to be fucked by the machine for a long time. Long after Jace’s shower, I kept getting pounded

by the fake phalluses. By the time he turns the machine off, I’m al most in subspace, but then he takes

me himself once again, bringing me to that euphoric place that both my body and mind love so much. I

close my eyes just when he starts to grunt out his climax.

The next time I open my eyes, I’m lying in our new bed, already bathed. It’s dark outside, but Jace’s

side of the bed hasn’t been slept in, so I climb out of bed and go into the closet to grab one of his t-

shirts. I find him on his laptop as he sits at the island in the kitchen. I walk up and wrap both my arms

around him from behind.

“Have you eaten?” | ask him, glancing at the clock, and seeing that it’s nine thirty at night.

“Yeah, I made myself a sandwich and had some chips. Are you hungry?” He goes to get up, but I push

him back into his seat.

“I can get myself something. Just continue what you’re doing.”

“I’m just finishing up a school assignment,” he informs me. “Have you thought about walking across the

stage with the rest of the class?” The question comes out of nowhere because we’ve never discussed it

before.

When I had moved here, I had no intentions of going back to that school, but know, I don’t know how I

feel about it. I never even thought about going to the ceremony itself, but now, I’m a little interested. All

I do is shrug.

“I, for one, think you should hold your head up high, and take the stage like the rest of us. You belong

there, just as much as the rest of us of do, Ella.” I’m now standing with the door to the fridge wide open,

looking into it, but not re ally seeing the items inside. I hear the stool scrape and then his arms are

around my waist, “How are you feeling, baby?” He asks softly.

I look over my shoulder at him and smile, “I feel great. Thank you for that, Jace.”

He kisses the top of my head before moving me to the side and reaching in for the items to make a

sandwich, “I would love to see you walk across the stage, Ella. Will you at least think about it, for me?”

I grace him with the smile that I know he loves, “Yeah, Jace. For you, I’d do anything.”