Pirate, for heaven’s sake. I spent my weekends at Melbourne Mall and Indialantic Beach. I went to Orlando for fun. Chili's and Applebee’s were good restaurants in my world. Shit, I dated guys whose idea of fun was to take me to a football game and try and grab under my skirt during the game. I knew that life. I expected it, even though it had bored me. But I’d wanted more. I’d wanted an adventure. I’d dreamed of a Prince Charming and excitement, but this was too much. I wanted to go back to the days where Anna and I would drive up to Cocoa Beach and hang out at Ron Jon’s Surf Shop and pretend we were surfers so we could flirt with all the hot guys in the store. I wanted to go back to the days when my only concern was whether or not my parents would allow me to go to the movies on a Friday night with a boy who’d already graduated from high school. This world I was in right now seemed too dark for me. Too scary. Too wanton and loose. I wasn’t sure I could even understand what had just happened. I had willingly lain on a bed in a blindfold and allowed two different men to pleasure me. I’d lain on a bed and allowed two different men to bring me to orgasm. No, we hadn’t had sex. And no, there had been no penetration, but I wasn’t even sure if that mattered. Not when deep inside, a part of me was still on fire and giddy. I had ignited something in myself tonight that I didn’t recognize. Something that made me question exactly who I was.
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“Okay, it’s time for everyone to make their decisions.” The deep male voice wrenched me from my thoughts. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed or even what I was feeling anymore. I looked around and saw that I was back in the main room. A slight jolt of surprise shook me to my core. I’d been so deep in thought that I hadn’t even realized that I’d been walking and moving around. I looked at Charles as he continued talking and I wondered if he had even noticed that I was out of it. Violeta was standing to the right of me, a smug smile on her face, and I wondered how she could be so confident and self-assured. How did she not feel like a slut? I didn’t understand it. Everything about this world was so different, so alluring and dangerous. I just didn’t understand how she was okay with all of this. I was starting to feel sick to my stomach as I stood there. I could see Xavier staring at me, but I didn’t look back at him. I didn’t want to see what was in his eyes and I didn’t want him to see the shame in mine. I wasn’t sure who I was going to choose. I wasn’t sure which man had been him. And I couldn’t honestly say that both men had pleasured me greatly. Yes, man two had taken my breath away and made me weak. Yes, the pain alternating with the pleasure had driven me crazy. In my heart of hearts, I knew that man two was the one who had taken me on a ride I would never forget. But now that I was almost positive that man two was Stephan, it made me feel sick inside. Sick and twisted. I could still feel his teeth tugging on my nipple. I could still feel his fingers touching me, possessing me, making me his. I could still feel the way he’d sucked so hard that pleasure and pain had been cascading through my body as if I were on some sort of ride and couldn’t get off. And then I also knew what bothered me most. I’d gone through with all of this because a part of me had wanted to see what Stephan would be like. I’d wanted to hurt Xavier, but I’d also been curious. Curious to know what lay behind his blue eyes. Curious to feel and touch him. And curious to be touched by him. I’d been drawn to him at first sight. He’d bewitched me and now he’d taken a part of me. Stephan made me realize that I was just as bad as Violeta. Who was I to judge her while I was allowing the same thing to happen to me?
“Violeta, you’re up first,” Charles said loudly and Violeta walked over to him, her head tall as she paraded her naked body in front of
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“Okay, it’s time for everyone to make their decisions.” The deep male voice wrenched me from my thoughts. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed or even what I was feeling anymore. I looked around and saw that I was back in the main room. A slight jolt of surprise shook me to my core. I’d been so deep in thought that I hadn’t even realized that I’d been walking and moving around. I looked at Charles as he continued talking and I wondered if he had even noticed that I was out of it. Violeta was standing to the right of me, a smug smile on her face, and I wondered how she could be so confident and self-assured. How did she not feel like a slut? I didn’t understand it. Everything about this world was so different, so alluring and dangerous. I just didn’t understand how she was okay with all of this. I was starting to feel sick to my stomach as I stood there. I could see Xavier staring at me, but I didn’t look back at him. I didn’t want to see what was in his eyes and I didn’t want him to see the shame in mine. I wasn’t sure who I was going to choose. I wasn’t sure which man had been him. And I couldn’t honestly say that both men had pleasured me greatly. Yes, man two had taken my breath away and made me weak. Yes, the pain alternating with the pleasure had driven me crazy. In my heart of hearts, I knew that man two was the one who had taken me on a ride I would never forget. But now that I was almost positive that man two was Stephan, it made me feel sick inside. Sick and twisted. I could still feel his teeth tugging on my nipple. I could still feel his fingers touching me, possessing me, making me his. I could still feel the way he’d sucked so hard that pleasure and pain had been cascading through my body as if I were on some sort of ride and couldn’t get off. And then I also knew what bothered me most. I’d gone through with all of this because a part of me had wanted to see what Stephan would be like. I’d wanted to hurt Xavier, but I’d also been curious. Curious to know what lay behind his blue eyes. Curious to feel and touch him. And curious to be touched by him. I’d been drawn to him at first sight. He’d bewitched me and now he’d taken a part of me. Stephan made me realize that I was just as bad as Violeta. Who was I to judge her while I was allowing the same thing to happen to me?
“Violeta, you’re up first,” Charles said loudly and Violeta walked over to him, her head tall as she paraded her naked body in front of
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