The Hole 1

It was a strange group of people to be gathered around a queen-sized four-poster bed at 3 am. Julia, the roommate; short, petite, vibrant. Jeff, boy friend; very tall, very built, very shy. Kay, the lover; round, dark, mysterious. Me, Josh, the ex; Average, average, average, with my girlfriend, Ann, soft-spoken, warm, full of life and love.

We all stared at the form of the person who tied all of us together. Val. Tall, above-average looks, with a manner that seemed to attract anything that took breath. She had a walk, she had the outfit, she had the air. She also had a perfume that reeked. She seemed to be a paradox, so willing to accept men into her bed, but totally incapable of making any permanent relationships with people. She was a person dangerous to know.

The last straw that sealed our bond was the evening previous, when Julia awoke in the middle of the night to fervent screaming in the room next to hers. It wasn't uncommon. Val had a rotating door of men, and every week there were new grunts to be heard, along with Val's high pitched begging-for-more.

After turning over and ready to go back to sleep, she noticed her boyfriend, Pete, was not next to her. She ran next door, thinking the worst, and found it. Pete was standing next to the bed, and leaning over Valerie, her legs spread, eagerly letting him fuck her. They were both totally oblivious to Julia, until she screamed, ran to Pete and punched him in the face. After he had fallen over, shocked and dazed on the floor, she kicked him in the balls, twice. Val leapt up to his defense, but Julia, even giving Val ten inches in height, did not back down. She instead, threatened Val with a fist, and when Val went to Pete to help him, Julia stormed out of the room.

She went to her room, locked the door, sat down on her bed, and trying to calm herself. For a few minutes there wasn't a sound in the apartment, except for the noises from the street. Julia quickly put most of her clothes and precious items in her suitcase. Several times there was banging on her door, with muffled voices on the other side begging for the ability to explain. She put on some clothes, gathered her bags, opened the bedroom door, and left without a word.

Fifteen minutes later, she was at our door, cold, wet, and crying. It was a complete surprise, because Julia and Ann were only coworkers and knew each other very little. It seemed she did not have other friends who lived close by, and remembered our address from some office paperwork. Over the next few hours, we learned all about her, including what had just transpired. Julia hadn't known that I had dated Val years before, and instantly we knew there was a bond between us, having both been grievously hurt by Val. Ann, always thoughtful and helpful, pulled out the sofa bed for Julia, put on fresh sheets, and pulled out some pajamas from Julia's bag. It wasn't a moment after Julia snuggled under the covers that she was asleep.

I hadn't told her the whole story of what happened between Val and I. That would come in the morning. Ann and I talked in our bedroom after Julia fell asleep, and we agreed to let Julia stay as long as she needed. Ann knew all about my past with Val, had helped me deal with it.

It wasn't simply that Val had cheated on me. If it were only that, it wouldn't have scarred me so much. She moved in with me after we had dated for several months, and I thought that there was a future for us. I even thought I was in love. One evening I came home after a very long day, and found Val's clothes strewn about in the living room. I smiled to myself, because several times I had come home, seeing the same thing, and Val had been lying in our bed, ready to show me something new. This time was no exception, except that what she had to show me was a large man I didn't know, with a very large cock, tied to the bed, our bed, with Val straddling him, fucking him like a demon.

When I made my presence and my anger known. The man made no reaction. He couldn't; he was bound and gagged. Val turned to me, and with making no attempt to dismount, said,

" Sorry, Josh, but you aren't enough for me. You just aren't exciting enough. I need someone big, someone crazy, someone really ready to be so much more of a lover than you can be." She shrugged than resumed fucked the guy.

The next day while Val was at work, I packed up all my things, which took up most of what was in the apartment, and left. I found a new place two days later, and hadn't seen Val since. She didn't raise any objections, which angered me even more.

It months before I built up the courage to try and date again. The first time I found myself with a woman in my bed, I couldn't perform. For hours she tried everything to try and get me up, but she couldn't, and there wasn't another date after that, with that woman or anyone else. Ann was a friend of a friend and when we met at a party, we talked for hours. We met for coffee, for drinks, with friends and without.

After several months, Ann asked me why I hadn't asked her out. There was enough comfort for me to break down and tell her the whole story. For hours I vented and cried, finally letting go all of the pent up anger and frustration I had inside. There were several more nights like that, with Ann patiently listening, encouraging softly, and holding me.

One of those nights ended in a kiss. Over time the kisses became passionate. Slowly, moment by moment, night by night, week by week, Ann built my sexual confidence from nothing. The first night I finally had an erection, we didn't even continue. I couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the relief and we held each other the rest of the night. Ann turned out to be the nest lover I could ever have, not just because of technique or communication, but simply because we cared deeply for each other, and she helped me at a time, with something that no other person would or could help me with.

That was what we told Julia when she awoke the next morning. After I finished the story, she hugged me, then Ann, then broke down and cried again. Ann made her coffee, and told me to go out and find a moving van, so we could go back and get the rest of Julia's things. While I was gone, Ann and Julia spoke at length, and when I returned with the van, they were both on the phone.

Two hours later, Kay and Jeff were sitting at our table, listening to Julia's story first, than mine. Jeff sat there dumbfounded, his eyes watery. Kay's dark surface held an even darker look, and her fists were clenched on top of the table. Once I was finished, Kay told her story. She kept it very short; she seemed to be of few words. Val had put in a personals ad, looking for a female lover to explore with. Kay and Val soon embarked on a very wild ride into some very taboo things, which left Kay both emotionally and physically scarred. She didn't go into detail, but simply showed her neck and writs, both scarred.

When we returned to Julia's apartment later that evening, we found no evidence of Val. Silently we removed all of Julia's furniture and appliances, clothes and personal things, which left the apartment almost completely bare, except for what was in Val's room. When we were finished, we talked quietly outside the apartment. Julia didn't want to ever see that apartment or Val ever again, and wanted to leave right away. Jeff acknowledged that he'd have to see Val again, since Val was ignorant to Jeff's knowledge of the situation. Ann knew that I had harbored a desire to tell Val off, even after all those years, so she suggested that I stay and do just that. Kay mumbled that she wanted to do more than just yell at Val, but said nothing more. It was finally decided that we would all stay, to be supportive of each other, and try to purge Val completely.

We returned to the apartment and waited. None of us spoke, through the hours that passed. Kay walked impatiently back and forth, becoming increasingly agitated. At one point, she stopped and was staring out the window onto the street below. She then turned to us, and offered a suggestion.

As she described her thoughts, I was first disgusted, then fearful, then agreeable. The others went through similar thoughts, and spoke to those ends to Kay. Ann stayed quite through out the conversation, and when it seemed to become a stalemate, she spoke up. I was amazed that she agreed with Kay, and want to go through with what Kay planned.

It was Kay's plan that led us to be sitting around Val's bed, watching her try to free herself from the bonds that Kay had made. Kay seemed to be an expert, and within minutes of Jeff laying Val down in her bed, Val was completely restrained. Kay seemed to take a satisfaction in seeing Val that way. It seemed to me that this was a role reversal from a previous experience, but I never found out for sure.

Val was gagged so she couldn't speak. We didn't need her to respond, only to listen. As she struggled her skirt rode up. The lack of underwear and sight of the out-of-control bush didn't surprise any of us. Her leather boots glistened in the half-light from the street. Her chest was heaving, no doubt in fear of the situation.

All of us sat watching for several minutes, each taking a small bit of satisfaction seeing Val so vulnerable, something she professed never to be. Julia rose first, walking up to Val's side, and smacking her fiercely across the face, twice. She seemed to want to do more, but held herself back. She opened her mouth to speak, but didn't not say anything. She sat back down next to Jeff, sobbing. Jeff put his arm around Julia for a moment, before rising himself.

While an imposing looking man, he seemed small when walking towards the side of the bed. He body had a defeated look, with slumped shoulders, something I remembered feeling years before. He sat quietly next to the bed, saying nothing for several moments while he looked at Val. She didn't look at him, or any of us, opting to kept her eyes closed. Jeff said a few words quietly in her ear, inaudible to us, to which she opened her eyes and looked at him in a pleading way, shaking her head. He merely shook his head, and came back to our side of the room.

Kay looked at me and nodded. I stood, shaking, nervous, angry. I felt like I was going to be sick. As I got closer, the smell of Val's horrible perfume only made the nausea worse. She looked at me, her eyes wide, not pleading, but knowing. I got the sense that she thought she had power over me. That look made me hesitate. Ann must have sensed it, because she said," It's ok, Josh." Val didn't look over at Ann, but instead focused her eyes on me. The words that had left me when I moved to her side came flooding back to my mind.

"You stupid, filthy WHORE!," I screamed. The look in Val's eyes was pure shock. The were several gasps from behind, but I ignored them. "You think you have control over us, but you don't. You think you are some perfect sexual goddess, but you're nothing, but a hole, a receptacle for cum, and whatever else you might think of taking inside you." As I yelled I felt myself getting closer and closer to Val, close enough that the spit that was flying out of my mouth hit her face. I took a little satisfaction in that. "You take something from every person you let touch that slut body of yours. You stink of perfume, of cum, of alcohol. You think that thick, overgrown bush of yours protects that pussy of yours, but it only serves to show that you just an animal, without feeling, with out conscious. You're a waste of human life." After I finished, I felt the energy leave my body, and I impulsively knelt to the floor. Both Ann and Jeff rushed to my side, and carried me back to my chair, where I struggled to catch my breath. When I looked back to Val, she seemed to be crying, and I felt a small amount of pity creep into my thoughts. She was a waste of life, and was to be pitied. She was also the devil incarnate, and should be left to share her life with others, just as horrible.

Ann stood next, something I didn't expect. She walked over to Val and stood over her. Val looked at her blinking, a confused look on her face. She didn't know Ann at all. Ann spoke slowly and deliberately, in the voice I was used to hearing when she was dealing with telemarketers.

"Val, you have taken something from everyone here. I won't speak exactly to how Jeff, Julia, and Kay feel," she nodded to each one of them," but I know how you left Josh after you cheated on and humiliated him." She paused, as if contemplating something, then she turned to Kay and nodded, who returned the gesture. Ann continued," When I met Josh, he had no confidence in his own sexuality, he couldn't..." she did say the words I knew were next, and I thanked her for it. "It took a long time before he opened up to me, and even longer before he was ready to feel a woman's touch again. You took that from him, you horrible bitch," she growled the last sentence, startling everyone.

Kay came over to my and took my hand. When I looked up to her questioningly, it was the first time all day I had seen a lock on her face that resembled kindness. I took her hand and she led me to Ann, who took my hand from her, and thanked her. Ann held my hands and kissed me on the cheek. I heard Kay whispering to Jeff and Julia behind me. "Josh," Ann said quietly," I want to give you something, small as it may be. I know that you'll never completely let go of the hurt and anger from Val, but I think I can take most of it away for you." She paused, then kissed my on the lips. "I want you to make love to me here, in front of Val, to show her what you have, to show her what she hasn't, and to prove to her, and to you, that you're the most wonderful lover anyone could have."

The look of shock on my face, mimicked the sounds I heard from behind me. I heard the door open, and I looked, to see Kay trying to hold Jeff in the room. Julia was sitting steadfast, her face blank. When Ann caught her stare, Julia nodded.

"Jeff," Ann called to him," please, wait." Jeff stopped and turned, disgusted. He waited impatiently. "I know this may not make sense to you now, but I know I have to do this for Josh," she squeezed my shoulder. "You don't have to stay if you don't want to. But I know that a part of you wants to see her humiliated, a part of you wants to show her that she isn't worth the time and effort that you've taken with her." Jeff hesitated, thought for a moment, and his expression changed, from disgust, to acceptance. He returned to his spot across the room, as did Kay. Ann turned to me.

"I know this is strange, even embarrassing, but I think it's best for you. Remember, I'm here with you and for you. You don't have to touch Val, in fact I know you don't want to and neither do I. Look at her," she directed, and I looked deep into Val's eyes. She was staring back at me, her eyes challenging. While I stared at her, I felt Ann's hand move over my chest, and down to my crotch. When I didn't feel anything happening right away, I started to panic. The despair of impotence was flooding back to me, and I hated it. I tried so hard to flush it from my thoughts, but I couldn't, not with the source of it right in front of me.

"Kay," I heard Ann say from my side. Ann walked to the other side of the bed, holding a pair of shears. Val switched her glance from me to Kay, and I saw her shiver. Kay, slowly and deliberately, cut through Val's skirt, then her shirt and bra, pushing the sides away, exposing her entire body. I felt a pang of satisfaction knowing that Val was being exposed against her will. She hated losing control. That I knew. The confident look in her eyes was fading.

Ann never stopped massaging me through my jeans, and as I gazed at Val's vulnerable, nude body, I felt something. Something that I never thought would happen in Val's presence. My cock started to harden. I felt a warm sense of relief wash over me, and I sighed audibly. Ann kissed me softly. She pulled her hand away, to my disappointment. She surprised me even more by pulling her shirt over her head, and quickly removing her bra.

"It isn't enough that you can get hard with Val in the room, Josh," she explained. " I want you to show her how good of a lover you are. I want you to show her that you know exactly how to please a woman. I want you to show her that it isn't enough to just want to fuck someone, you have to want to please their mind as well."

My mind was reeling, trying to understand everything, anything. While I couldn't exactly think logically about the situation, something stuck in my head.

"Val can easily close her eyes, and not look at us," I said, looking at Val, then Ann. She seemed to agree at what I said and looked towards Kay. She nodded, as she had done most of the day. She pulled what looked like a chain out of her bag, and came to the bed. Ann dropped her skirt, and sat on the bed, completely naked. She laid down and spread her legs. Kay, in the mean time what putting clamps on Val's nipples. She was definitely taking satisfaction with her work, judging from the look on her face. When she was done, Val gave a pained muffle. Kay then turned Val's head towards us, and moved her fingers close to Val's eyes, to keep them open if necessary I thought. Ann brought my attention back to her.

"I know this may be a little overwhelming for you, Josh. It's a little strange too. But I know what kind of man, and what kind of lover you are. Just focus your complete attention on me, like you always do. Val will see what things should be like." She pulled me closer by my belt. She took my hand and pressed it to her breast. Her free hand deftly unbuckled my belt and unsnapped my jeans.

Soon I was on my knees, pointing my cock at Ann's pussy, glistening, ready. Something stopped me from entering her at that moment. It was knowing Val was being forced to watch. Kay was intermittently pulling at Val's nipples by the clamps, keeping her eyes open and focused on us.

I move my hips forward and without looking my cock found Ann's pussy, penetrating slowly. The perfect, wet warmth pushed a new confidence into my very being and as I slowly began to move my hips, words came to me that I had never been able to form before. The latent anger came back full force and soon I was yelling again, almost into to my thrusting. My eyes moved to Val, fixating on her contorted face.

"You stupid, unfeeling WHORE," I screamed, repeating that word from earlier. I felt Ann tighten underneath me but I kept on thrusting almost unaware of the sensation of sex. "You never had regard for anyone, least of all me. You're just a HOLE." That word felt especially good coming off my lips. I was repeating almost everything I had already said, but I needed to continue, the motions of my body were driving me to yell. "You think you can use men, throw them away once your finished, but it's you who are being used. You aren't anything more than a shell, a vessel for all the cum loaded into that ugly pussy of yours." There were more vulgar and angry things pouring out of my mouth but after a few moment, I cease to be aware of them. I was lost in a strange place where I didn't seem to feel anything at all. The pressure of Ann's pussy, or her hand gripping my sides; the grating of my angry voice against the walls and the bed; the muffled grunting of Val as she tried to escape. I looked over to Kay for a moment and for the first time she had a look of surprise on her face. I couldn't see the other from my position, but in that in-between world I thought to myself that they would be horrified too.

A strange thing brought me back suddenly into my body. I heard my name. It was quiet so I almost missed it. But it came back again. Ann was calling me. I looked toward her and the quiet, calm look in her eye made the word stop in my throat. The blood rushed to my legs, hips and cock and suddenly I didn't have any control. My thrust became erratic and before I knew it I was erupting into Ann. She wasn't moaning, or making any sounds what so ever. I finished quickly, suddenly aware that I had just had sex in front of several people, who probably didn't want to see it. There was a flood of shame in me, enough that I climbed down from the bed and sat on an empty chair in the corner, trying to covered myself up.