Trapped By Desire

This story is written for the 2025 Literotica 750 Word Challenge. Below this line are exactly 750 words:

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Jenna nervously filled her glass with another shot of whiskey. Her hands were shaking, but she downed it in one gulp. Robin stepped forward to stop her from pouring more but was met with hostility.

"You know nothing, bastard! Now get out of my way!" Jenna spat, throwing the whiskey onto his face before turning and storming towards the stairs.

Robin's heart bled as he watched his wife walk away to spend a night in his business rival, Jameson's bed. He had begged her to do so, to stay afloat after his recent business failures. She had known poverty and loved her luxurious lifestyle. She would never cheat willingly but had agreed to pay this price.

Jenna took a deep breath and knocked on the door softly before entering inside. Jameson grabbed her as she entered and closed the door. He started planting soft kisses on the nape of her neck. A shiver ran down her spine at the sense of familiarity with his touch.

He knew just where to kiss and touch her to drive her wild with desire. Jenna was caught in a mix of emotions. She felt boiling anger at Robin for allowing it to happen, but also an unexplainable excitement that she couldn't shake off. After all, it wasn't the first time she was selling herself off.

The man turned on the lights as he pushed her onto the bed. She gasped at his familiar features and powerful physique. He started stripping her out of her clothes and lingerie with urgency. Her alluring beauty and rounded curves fueled his lust for her.

She closed her eyes to block some of the memories from her past now flooding back into her mind. She tried distracting herself from the sensations he was causing inside her. His soft kisses and caresses on her body, his fingers gently teased her pleasure spots, igniting the fire within her.

Her resistance started melting away as she felt him slide smoothly inside her wet entrance. The initial pain gave way to a mix of pleasure and shame. He began pounding her harder. Despite herself, Jenna found her body responding with waves of orgasmic sensations.

As her floodgates opened and the ecstasy washed over her, he pulled out and turned her onto her back. He mounted her missionary style, his large cock filling her to the brim as they made a passionate love. She lost herself in the pleasure.

Jenna felt another shattering climax building inside her, but she didn't want this powerful man taking control of her body like last time. She remembered how he had ruined her first marriage.

Jenna let out a cry that was equal parts pleasure and despair. She let go as the sensations ripped through her core. Struggling to catch her breath, she asked in a shaky voice. "What do you want from me?"

"You're going to be my mistress," he replied softly. He pulled her into a tight possessive hug and said, "We are going to have beautiful babies together."

Jenna looked up at him with tears streaming down her cheeks. She had thought she was done being sold after her first night with him, but here she was again. Trapped in this cycle of shame and desire.

Jameson had offered the same indecent proposal to her first husband. Her husband had happily agreed to his terms but couldn't bear the fact that Jameson had impregnated her that night. She refused to abort the baby, and he initiated divorce. She was heartbroken when she miscarried soon after.

Jenna knew that resistance would bring her more pain than good, so she gave in to the inevitable. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply as they went on making love through the night.

As the morning light broke, Jenna snuggled further into his chest. She looked at him with a beseeching expression. She breathed a whisper, "Now what?"

"You are mine now," he said firmly before adding in a softer tone, "Robin understands his role. He will cooperate."

She nodded silently, knowing there would be no escape from his powerful grasp. She had to accept her fate as the mistress of this man who seemed determined to make her his.

Jameson was not yet done, though. He pulled Jenna onto his lap as he entered her wetness again. She steeled herself for what was to come next. A new life bound by desire, shame, and the promise of babies that would tie them together forever.