Tessa slipped into the shed, her steps light and hesitant. Tonight's dinner had been torture for her. It had been so hard to sit calmly in her chair with the plug pressing into her the entire time. Still she had smiled pleasantly and made small talk with the others. She caught Quinn's knowing smirks every time she would shift her bottom with a wince. He had been watching her closely throughout dinner, his eyes deep and hungry. She knew that she was in for a good, hard fucking from him tonight. Her pussy tingled just from thinking about it.
After dinner she had faked another work phone call before slipping outside. His eyes had followed her as she left and she knew that he wouldn't be far behind her. Her steps had made short work of the garden path that led to the back of the property and the large shed that was hidden behind the trees. It was dark back here but she took comfort in that fact. It hid her from prying eyes. Still, she had made very careful that no one was following her as she made her way outside.
Now as she stood inside the shed, she found it completely dark within. She blinked her eyes rapidly and tried to adjust to the darkness. Cautiously she slipped forward and made her way toward the boat. As her eyes adjusted to the dimness she could see a blanket spread out on the ground before her. Tessa made her way toward it and reached down to flick on the lantern that was sitting in the middle of it. There beside the lantern was a single sheet of paper with only a few words scrawled across it in Quinn's surprisingly nice script.
Ass Up Princess
Tessa scowled but she knew that she needed to do as told. If he didn't find her waiting exactly as directed, it would be her ass that paid the price. Yet he never seemed to lack reasons to punish her. Tessa realized that she had never once been with him when he didn't punish her for something. She had a suspicion that what he was really punishing her for was high school, not anything that she had currently done. Tessa supposed that she would be paying for that as long as they continued meeting like this.
Tessa put it out of her mind as she began to undress. It only took a moment to pull her pretty, sequined gold slip dress over her head and toss it onto a nearby box. Once she was naked she knelt down on the blanket and settled her forehead onto her folded arms with her ass sticking straight up in the air.
Tessa wondered how long he was going to make her wait like this. They never had very long together at these parties. He tried to squeeze as much activity as he could into 20-30 minutes but anything longer than that would be noticed. As much as he loved to threaten to fuck her in front of all of their friends, part of the secret thrill of it was the fear of getting caught. He knew that if that happened, she wouldn't want to continue with these activities. More than likely, she would simply quit the dinner club and drop out of everyone's lives in shame. Quinn would never let that happen so he tried to be discreet while their friends were around. She supposed that was why he had taken her to the bar so he could live out his voyeurism fantasy without anyone they knew finding out.
Just as she had suspected, he had been sending her pictures and videos from their session at the bar. And whatever recording system they had in place there, it was a million times more high tech than his cell phone. Tessa had felt like she had been watching herself in a high budget porno.
A creak from the door behind her pulled her from her tumbling thoughts and she immediately tensed. She didn't move her ass from out of the air but she did peer down between her legs and saw that it was Quinn that has just entered the shed. He took a piece of wood and wedged it over the bolt in the door to lock them in before he turned his attention to her. Tessa rested her head on her folded arms once again and waited.
Quinn was moving slowly, letting the anticipation build in her. And once he was right behind her he knelt down, so close that she could feel the heat of his body against her thighs. Suddenly his calloused hands skimmed her backside, running over her smooth skin before he gave her butt a hard slap. It made the plug shift and vibrate within her and Tessa moaned at the feel of it.
Quinn continued to tease her this way for several endless minutes before she felt him yank the plug out without warning. He laughed at the startled sound that she made but wasted not a moment and pressed the head of his cock into her ass. He wasn't even going to prep her this time, he trusted that the butt plug had done it for him. Still she felt a squirt of lube splash against her ass before he began to push his way inside of her.
"Quinn..." She moaned as she squeezed her hands into tight fists against the pain. Even with the butt plug spreading her for the last several hours, his dick was still frightfully large.
"Shut up." He warned her with a hard slap on her ass, this one stinging where the last one had been playful. Tessa grit her teeth and tried to relax. Finally he was all the way inside of her and he paused there as Tessa heard the unmistakable sound of his cell phone camera click. He had just taken a close up of his dick in her ass.
"I hate you." She moaned the words, even as he laughed at her humiliation.
"I hate you too, but you're the one with a dick up your ass, not me." Came his gleeful voice as he began to move. His hands were at her hips and he pulled her back onto him with every thrust. Despite her anger at the situation, she felt that warm glow deep within her tummy start to roll through her. He kept hitting her g spot and it was sending fire racing through her. His grunts filled the shed as he slid in and out of her ass and Tessa could not stop her hips from snapping back to meet him.
Like that they fucked like animals on the dirty shed floor with Roger's boat standing silent sentinel beside them. She remembered the time Roger had taken them all out of the lake in this boat, and now it was the only witness to her getting plowed in the ass.
Tessa felt that fire grow to an inferno until it rushed from her with a cry of pure ecstasy. Tessa threw her hear back and cried out as she came and heard him moan as the sound drove him mad. His pace picked up until he released himself into her with an animalistic howl.
"Oh, you dirty whore." He panted as he fell down onto the blanket and pulled her with him. He locked her up in his arms and threw one leg over her body to keep her pinned against him. Tessa had always thought it cute when men held her after sex but there was nothing cute about this. It was cold and rough and possessive.
"Did you ever imagine that I would be the one to make you scream like that?" Quinn asked.
"No." Tessa replied in annoyance. Why did he have to taunt her every time he fucked her? Why couldn't he just let them both get off and then leave her alone?
"When you first saw me in high school, back before we both hated each other, tell me what you thought of me."
"That you were hot." She admitted. "I wanted you to ask me out."
"I only asked out girls who I thought I could fuck." He informed her. "Back then, you were such an ice princess. I didn't think you would even let me get to second base."
"Is that why you call me princess?" She asked in surprise. The way he always said it made it clear that he was not using it as a term of endearment. His voice always dripped with contempt when he said it.
"Yup." He nodded as he reached down and gave one tit a hard squeeze. "Stuck up, entitled, frigid bitch of a princess that thinks she is better than everyone else."
"I do not..." She began to protest but his hand shot out to cover her mouth and stifle her words.
"Liar." He snapped down at her. "Ever since we were fifteen you did everything that you could to embarrass me. Always competing..."
"Always winning!" She returned as she snapped her head to the side and managed to knock his hand away. "And I never meant to embarrass you but you couldn't be gracious about losing so you acted like a bully. You tormented me for years! So I tormented you right back. I liked it when I beat you because you deserved it!"
"And now you're gonna get what
