Maybe my fantasies are starting to make me go crazy. Maybe I imagined everything that just happened. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had vivid thoughts about William, and I’m sure it won’t be the last. I just can’t seem to shake him from my head. He dominates my every thought, and maybe even owns them. What would it be like to be owned by William? The idea should scare me, but it only excites me.
“Haley, there you are,” my father says, breaking me from my thoughts.
“Molly and her brother Tim just got here. You should go and greet your guests.”
I take one last look at William before rushing from the room to find Molly. I hear my father yell after me, “No running in the house, Haley!”
After that, I try my best to avoid William for the rest of the night. If he can pretend like nothing happened, so can I.
I spend most of the evening hanging with Molly and Tim. I’m surprised to see Tim here with Molly. Since he kissed me a few months back, he’s pretty much stayed away from me. Tonight, however, he seems overly attentive. He keeps asking me about my plans this summer and making sure my drink stays topped up. It’s actually kind of sweet, but some of his lingering touches make me feel uncomfortable.
I know I should try to move past this stupid crush I have on William, maybe even go on a date. No way would William ever want to be with some chubby girl like me who can’t even kiss a boy without wanting to run away. My father would probably kill us both, to be honest. As I was going to an all-girls’ school, the whole ‘going out with boys’ conversation never really happened.
As the evening progresses, I try to avoid William, but this does nothing but pique his attention. He keeps giving me disapproving looks. I also can’t help but notice that Jane—an employee from my father’s office—is hanging all over him. The sight of them together makes it feel like I have a weight on my chest. I’ve heard my father say she’s a gold digger who will sleep with anyone, whatever that means. I can’t stand to watch them, but I swear anytime I walk into another room, William is there two seconds later, followed by Jane.
I really need a moment alone to pull myself together. I’m feeling a little dizzy and really, really tired. I also need to change out of the soaked undies I still have on from earlier.
Slipping up to my room, I inwardly cringe at the stupid blue walls. I head to my dresser, digging around to find a new pair of underwear. I would be so embarrassed if anyone knew what I had done in the ones I had on. Just the thought of what had taken place with William earlier has me soaking them further. Maybe I should see a doctor. This can’t be normal.
As I slip the panties down my legs, my door suddenly swings open, and I tumble back, the underwear wrapped around my legs. Tim catches me.
“From the state of those panties, it looks like you’re starting without me, sugar,” Tim drawls.
I pale. What does he mean? Starting without him? Starting what?
“Tim, you shouldn’t be in here. My father will hit the roof.”
“You know you want me, sugar. You’re a big girl now, and you can’t hold on to that cherry forever. I’ll make it good for you.”
The dizziness hits me harder and the room starts to spin.
“No, Tim, please stop. I’m just going to lie down for a minute. I’m just so tired,” I slur.
Tim slowly helps me over to the bed. I can’t seem to get my legs to work.
“You think I didn’t notice the way you were looking at that William guy? Is that the problem? Only want to spread those thighs for older men? How about you let me break you in for him? Besides, I saw that woman all over him downstairs. Why would he want a little, inexperienced, chunky thing like you?”
His words cut deep, and I feel him tugging at my dress, causing my breasts to spill out.
“These are a little big for my taste, but I’ll make do. Since I’ll be the first to slide into this tight little cunt of yours, I’ll overlook it. You really should be thanking me. Maybe I can show you a thing or two about how to please a man,” Tim says with a smirk on his face.
I try to cover myself, to tell him to stop, tell him this isn’t right, but my hands are so heavy. I can’t lift them. I start to close my eyes, then I hear a loud crash, and William is standing over me.
“Someone has been a very bad little girl tonight, haven’t they, little Haley? It seems you can’t take care of yourself after all. Rest now, Daddy’s got you.”
2
WILLIAM
As I sit here in my leather chair, I can’t help but wonder how the fuck I got into this situation.
Years. I’ve tried for years to stop these feelings. I’ve gone through the guilt, depression, self-hatred, and disgust to come back to one feeling I can’t shake: need. What I need most in the entire world is in the next room, tied to my bed, covered in my cum.