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The party had been incredible. She knew she shouldn’t enjoy it so much, but that’s what she was trained to do, to be, wasn’t it? Submissive, craving, aching, needing all the time, always wanting it. James had enjoyed every minute of watching her with his friends. He’d already had her earlier. Though she didn’t see it, he was a little like her step-father in that James, too, wanted to assert his control, to show her she was merely his little toy. He’d even refused to let her cum until he was ready, until her eyes watered with that pleading look, soft whimpers. 

She got home late, still tipsy, her dress snug to her frame, almost too short. Her panties and bra were both long gone, though she was sure James had them. He’d let her wash up a little, but she still smelled of sex, alcohol, and cigarettes when she walked into the house. Her gaze lifted, landing on her step-father, on the men. Her heart hammered in her chest, thinking she should leave, she should back away. She tried to step back, reach behind her to find the door.