Chapter Three
Katie --
I remember how it felt, way back then. I think of it every day. I dream and daydream and spend every waking hour in those memories. But I think of it happening now, in our adulthood. How one day you'll find me again, and take me. Mind, body, and soul.
I watched you take the others. But you were always missing something. You left Lauren her body, everything she did was her own choice. You left Alex her soul, the girl never knew how much she really hated you. You left Lanie her mind, and even now she holds onto it. And Penny... poor little Penny. You left her everything.
Charlie, this will not do. I know you were saving your best just for me, but now I think you've lost your touch. I need you to let go. I have to know you can go through with this, like you promised all those years ago. The time is almost up, remember? It will be ten years. New Year's Eve. I know you remember. Of course you remember.
Don't hold back, Charlie. Exercise your power. And then we can be happy, all the time.
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Lanie --
The moment Lanie tasted Charlie's cum, she remembered why she loved to please him so much. It was like soft hands caressing her everywhere, holding and protecting her. Her skin tingled, her muscles relaxed, she felt her eyes lose focus for a moment. Then she was on the ground.
"Lanie," he said. "I'm going to fuck you."
Her head was swimming. Lanie never remembered Charlie talking like that before. He was always sweet when they were intimate, even when he got excited and pumped his cock in and out of her mouth. They would laugh and cuddle afterwards, make jokes like it was no big deal.
This was so serious. "I'm going to fuck you," he said. Not a suggestion or a request. He was commanding her. But as soon as it reached her ears, it made sense.
Of course,
she thought.
Such a weird place for it, but I'm sure he has his reasons. I'm sure it's important.
Charlie bent her forwards over the counter top. Her chest fell into the sink in front of her, and she was watching her own face in the mirror.
I'm not the girl he dated anymore
, she thought. In high school, Lanie put little effort into her looks. She never stopped wearing her glasses, but she did pick nicer looking ones, and she learned what styles worked best with her hair and how to pick the right foundation. Her dark blue dress was tighter than anything she wore back then. Charlie was the only one who ever saw her naked, otherwise the general public might have thought she was just a plump girl without a decent body.
But Lanie liked how she looked. Under her baggy outfits was always a curvaceous figure, nothing too big or small. Even on her more insecure days, she could count on a face of clear skin and glowing complexion.
Looking at herself now, face blushing and eyes wide, Lanie thought she looked even better than when she left her apartment. In fact, she always felt this way after tasting Charlie's cum.
The moment he entered her, she felt the pressure in her lungs as a scream forced its way out. She covered her mouth with both hands, knowing the hallways echoed endlessly. She'd always been loud, and the wooden bathroom door would never be enough to stop that kind of noise.
Once she adjusted to having him inside her, she was able to take her hands away. But she gasped when he grabbed her hair and pulled back hard. Lanie could see her pale white throat in the mirror, so taut and exposed. Her moans came out a little more strained this way.
He bent over and bit her ear, forcing another moan from her. Still holding her hair back, he growled quietly, "Tell me something, Lanie."
"Yes, Master," she said.
God, I haven't said that in so long.
"Did you ever want to get fucked like this?"
There was no use being shy now. He was pounding her hard now, though not so fast. She felt every inch of him leave her slowly, only to slide back inside in an instant. The sensation was divine, being filled so suddenly. Lanie hadn't felt a cock this thick since they'd broken up. "I thought about it," she said. There was no use lying. "I never thought it would happen."
"You were too busy sucking my cock every single day," Charlie said. "You loved sucking my cock."
Just the mention of it made her gush again. She could feel him entering her with more ease now. "Yes, Master," she admitted. "I love having things in my mouth. Your cock was always the best."
In the mirror she watched Charlie point across the counter top. "Don't tell me," he said. "Tell her."
Penny was there, sitting against the mirror with her fingers digging deep into herself. She moaned and panted, pouty lips agape as she watched her boyfriend fuck his ex.
Oh god,
she thought.
I'm his ex... he's my ex... and she's loving this.
"I loved sucking Charlie's cock," Lanie moaned. He started to fuck her a little faster. With every thrust, a part of her word would accent. "EVery SINGle DAY,
oh my god --
I LOVed it... I LOVe his COCK."
Penny brought her hands to her mouth and tasted herself, letting her clean hand slide down to her clit and circle it furiously with four fingers. Charlie's cum was still all over her face, her dress, dripping down and soaking into the fabric.
Charlie saw her staring. "Penny," he said. "Let her clean you up. Lanie, do not swallow."
She was sad when he pulled his cock from her, but happy when he pulled her by the hair to Penny and pressed her mouth to the cum happy slut's cheek. Lanie stuck out her tongue and took big healthy licks, lapping up all the cum she could. It was already a few minutes old, but it tasted as warm and fresh as it would from the source.
That's amazing
, Lanie thought, hungrily sucking up every last drop.
God I missed this.
Each drop brought her closer and closer to cumming. She felt weightless, free and yet shackled. Her eyes involuntarily rolled into her head as Penny stole a kiss and stuck a cum-covered finger into Lanie's mouth. "Good girl," Charlie said.
And then she was on her knees, looking up at him and sucking his beautiful thick cock, still covered in her juices. She did as he commanded, and left every bit of his seed in her mouth.
He was saying something, but she couldn't understand. Suddenly the world sounded underwater, and far away. Lanie did not understand the words, but she did understand the way she felt as he said them.
She was happy.
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Penny --
Penny came at the same time as Lanie, but not nearly as hard. Charlie lifted her unconscious body gently and laid her on the countertop.
How did he do that? She was just sucking his cock and she was gone...
Perhaps it should not have been a surprise anymore. His cum just had that effect on women.
Charlie tried to clean the both of them with the paper towels in the bathroom, and it helped some. But they would need real showers to look like anything but a recently-fucked whore. Penny had never seen herself like this before, but if Charlie was going to do this to her often, she would learn to love it.
"Penny," he said. "I don't know if you'll understand what's happening but I'm going to try." He was trying and failing to rub the drying remnants of his semen off the front of her dress. "All the girls who taste my cum just end up obeying me. Every word I say. But the orders end up making sense to them anyway, like they could have come to the conclusion logically themselves. I don't know if it's too late for you to understand that."
