My Father's Girlfriend

Blackout

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't feel anything. I was in my body but it felt like I wasn't. There were so many thoughts going through my head but I couldn't stay focused on any of them except one. You need to get out. But I couldn't, and part of me didn't want to. But the other part knew what would happen if Sana ever found out. And I actually think that other part was my ass speaking. After what happened last night I knew not to disobey her but being as who I am I always have to test that.

Nayeon was standing right in front of me smirking like the little devil she is. I stood up slowly and tried to avoid her eyes. I could tell she was burning holes in me. I took a deep breath and looked at her. "Your class was nice Miss but I must be going," I stepped to the side of her and tried to walk away. She grabbed my wrist and throw me on the ground.

"Why didn't you tell me you had a girlfriend you little whore?!" I flinched at her tone. I may be tough on the outside but I really hate when people yell at me. It scares me and I hate the feeling of someone being mad at me, but then again I still try to make people mad at me, it's weird.

I shook the feeling off of me and sighed. I tried to keep my calm. Believe it or not, I am the type of person who can keep my dignity while being tormented. I got up but she popped me in my knee cap and I fell back down in pain. A tear threatened to come out but I stood my grounds. She bent down and grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. "You know, I was actually looking forward to getting you to fuck me for free, but I guess your going to end up like all of them and have me force you,"

I tried to get my hair out of her grip but it just made it worse. My hair was pulling on my scout and my eyes started to get watery. "Oh, the little bitch is getting ready to cry, not surprised." I dug holes in her with my eyes, I hated the idea of being lower than someone or in this case having someone overpower me.

I always hated in middle school when I would see someone bullying someone or act like they rule everyone. You would think the 8th graders would act like that but it was mainly the 6th graders. I remember this 6th-grade boy that rode my bus. First of all, I have never heard someone swear so many times in one sentence, also I overheard him saying that some girl didn't like him so she was gay. I wanted so bad to fucking punch him in his face. How the hell could he say that about someone? And even if she was, then that's perfectly fine.

I always hated when someone assumed something about someone else or a specific subject. Like when I was in fifth grade I drunk margarita at a block party, and when my mom found out she said I lied about it being at the school when I exactly said, 'it's around the school'. But her being her she assumed it. Although I love my mom more than the world itself, I never liked when she did that.

And third of all, he stunk like hell. I really don't understand how you can be this 'boss' and smell like that. He was a bit chubby on his edges and he was always sweaty. I always wondered if we were like that. Highly doubt it.

Nayeon pulled my hair again and made me stand up. She pushed me on the desk and hit my thigh. "Ever since I saw you, I kept thinking about what you would taste like, more importantly, what that tongue can do." If I'm being honest about 15% of me was turned on but 20% was scared, 40% was pissed off and 25% was really missing Sana right now.

The reason why a small part of me actually like Sana was because I felt safe around her. But right now she couldn't protect me.

Her right hand gripped tighter on my hair and her other hand literally ripped my shirt off. I looked down at the shirt as she dropped it on the ground. Man, I just bought that!

I felt something wet on my chest. I looked down and saw her tongue on my nipple. I tried so hard not to moan, I shouldn't be enjoying this but I was, and I hated that. "Please, stop" I shuttered out. She ignored my pleading and continued. I tried pulling back but her grip on my head tightened to the point I felt like she was going to pull it out. She grabbed my breast and bit down on my nipple hard. Every time I jerked away a shoot of pain would just come into me.

She started sucking on and I couldn't help that small moan escape my mouth. I immediately cursed at myself because I felt her smile against me. She took this as a sign to keep going and kept going. "Nayeon, I am begging you. Please for the love of god! Stop!" Her lips left my chest and I was thankful for a minute, for a minute I actually thought she would leave me alone. But I'm smarter than that.

She slapped me on my cheek and I fell off the table and hit the floor. "What? do you not want me because of your bitch of a girlfriend. Tzuyu, all you got to do is say the word and I could treat you better than anyone ever has. But until then, I'm just going to be this mean bitch that will teach you a thing or two about discipline."

Is everyone fucking Dom? The hell!

She straddled me with her legs and pinned me on the ground. I could feel her breath on my neck, everything in me turned off and I stopped thinking, I couldn't move and my breath got caught in my throat.

She started grinding on me and I could feel her core against my dick. I started hyperventilating and my body started getting weak. Her lips were on my neck but I didn't have the strength to push her off me. I didn't have the strength to do anything.

First, it was my legs that lost its feeling than my hips, then my body and finally my arms. Her lips traveled back down to my chest and I couldn't help the small tear that fell down my face.

My eyes started to get heavy and I could feel myself losing consciousness. I remember the last time something like this happened I ended up in the hospital for weeks, and it was hell. I wasn't as scared as I was the first time but I still am.

My eyelids started closing and my brain was shutting down. But not before I heard, "What the fuck?!" Coming out of someone's mouth. Its was the voice that I have been wanting to hear the entire time.

But she was to late. I blackout.