Heading home to Oregon
1300 Words
Manuel
I was losing weight. I felt my clothing get loose on me.
I had no appetite, the drugs were enough for me, I guess.
When that witch came to make me lay with her, I begged for the drugs.
She was wicked and enjoyed seeing me suffer.
I tried to leave a few days ago, I ran out the door she had accidentally left unlocked.
She ran after me, tasering me and dragging my flaccid body back.
I was chained to the bed after that. I wore a thick metal chain on my ankle, it allowed me to move, but not escape.
I was getting weaker and weaker. I kept my mind on my wife, I only thought of her.
I was living in hell and knew that I fully deserved it.
Maybe that's why I craved the drugs so much, my life was basically over now, I didn't give a f**k what she did to me anymore, Grislan a sadistic witch.
When she left me alone, she always drugged me. I slept those days, sometimes 24 hours straight, I waited anxiously for her return.
" Mommy is home baby boy, I got you a special treat." She dangled the syringe in front of me.
I licked my lips in anticipation.
" Now, say the words baby boy." She mocked me, making me beg for it.
" I...love..you." I said flatly.
She squealed with joy and kissed me.
" Ok, OK baby boy, first you give me what I want, then mommy gives you your treat."
I dreaded what came next.
I had to touch her.
I tried hard to fight her in the beginning, but she was cruel, cutting me with her teeth on my manhood. I was fairly mangled for a while, I could still see the scars of her bite marks she left on me.
I was going insane, I barely kept track of time or days anymore.
Grislan made me touch her. She moaned in pleasure as I only imagined her to be Jo.
" Oh, I'm your Jo baby boy, that's right." She licked my ear, bringing me back to my reality.
I had enough.
As she turned her back I kicked her into the wall and stomped on her head. I kept stomping until her head exploded like a pumpkin.
She pulled the needle from my arm, again bringing me back to reality. I imagined killing her so many, many times.
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Josephine
I rode with Charles in silence, we were both thinking about our spouses.
Lavender Blue excused herself to make arrangements for our trip to Mexico. I squeezed her hand as she left me.
I needed her to come back, I was counting on her.
She looked into my eyes and just nodded, then slipped away.
"Jo, do you think that I could stay at my folks place, instead of your parents house? Maybe the kids will want to see you without me around." Charles said, rousing me from my thoughts about Manuel.
I looked at him and smiled.
" There are 7 of them you know?" I said.
" Yes, I am aware honey." He said as he pulled me next to him.
" Can we stop at my city apartment to say goodbye?" He asked, kissing my head.
I nodded. " You want me don't you?"
He nodded. "I think I could take you right here in the cab, but...I'm a gentleman."
I nodded, agreeing.
" Lavender Blue and I are planning a trip to Mexico. I need to find him." I blurted out.
" I see, and you are just now telling me this?" He was angry.
" I want my divorce Charles." I added, though I wasn't quite sure I could resist my husband if he was still alive that is.
My stomach flip flopped thinking of him now.
" I know Jo, I know. I need to see my wife as well. I think we should just get everything settled then before we commit to eachother.
Jo, I love you, but I want you happy too. I know you will be happier getting your past behind you."
I held his fingers and kissed them.
" Well, I guess we will part once we get home then." I said sadly.
" Hell no! We are going to my place first, I need a proper goodbye." He said frowning.
I snuggled into his arms.
" Charles, yes." I kissed his face.
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Abuello
I was never happier than when I was with these 7 kids.
They were smart and funny and incredible kind to eachother.
I was their grandfather, grandpa Joe.
My wife was also quite addicted to these kids. She planned everything out for them. What to wear, what to eat, games and toys, everything.
At night when we held eachother in her room, we talked excitedly about the adventures we would go on the next day with the kids.
And tomorrow, my Joey was coming home. We were all having dinner at home, then she would get to know them all.
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Josephine
Charles took me to his apartment. He opened the door and surprised me with a bouquet of red roses.
" You did this?" I smiled, smelling the fragrant flowers.
He nodded. "My housekeeper."
He went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of Dom.
Struggling with the cork, he groaned as it flew out and hit the ceiling.
I watched him, feeling amused by him.
He didn't pour me a glass, he took a swallow and gave it to me with his lips on mine.
I never felt so excited to taste him.
"Jo, get naked." He said.
I striped off my shirt, then my pants and undies.
He watched me as he did the same.
Charles picked me up and took me into his room.
He kissed me as he walked, then set me down and lay next to me.
" I want you to take over." He said, lids half closed.
I began to nibble his chest and lick his n*****s. He gave a shiver as my hand found him.
He was hard and responsive to my touch. His hips arched up with every movement.
I tasted him with my tongue and he cried out. " Ok, OK more like that. I like that."
He held my head as I moved over him, giving him pleasure.
He was very close to exploding, that's when I sat on him, taking him all in. We began moving in a slow gyration together, then a bit faster.
I was lifting my hips up and almost off of him then slowly back down, driving him crazy.
He was looking down at our union, watching every movement.
Only a few more thrusts and he sat up, pulling me up to his chest.
"Jo, your body is smoking hot."
He latched onto my lips as his tongue delved into my open mouth.
We came together then, feeling the rolling pleasure waves to our very toes.
The after the glow of our love making made us both feel like we were in our own world.
" If we could shut out the world Jo and stay like this forever." He said in a hushed tone.
" Yes, we have something special Charles."
But we both knew reality was coming soon.
I pushed him back onto the bed and started all over again, this time it was very slow and very loving.
I kissed him for a long time, wishing he were my husband, but he wasn't. There it was, he was not mine.
Sadly I got up from this lovely bed of his and went to shower.
I was washing my long hair when he opened the glass shower door and shoved me up against the wall.
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