Consequences (Chloe PoV)

The kiss goodbye was a bitter one. After spending two days with him, it was hard to leave. The good memories fell away as the dread of returning home filled me. A deep breath later, I opened the door and went inside. My intention was to go straight to my room but I only made it halfway there.

“Chloe!” My mom’s voice was as bubbly as ever. Hate rolled through me. How dare she be happy. I hated how she was oblivious to how wrong things were. Hated how she made me hate her because I knew that none of it was her fault. She was every bit the victim I was, but I hated her anyway. I hated her even though he was the cause of all of this.

“You’re home!” Leon said as he turned around in his chair. They had been eating dinner.

“Come, join us,” Mom said as she got up to get a plate.

“No thanks. I’m not hungry.” I started towards my room.

“Join us,” Leon said. “It feels like forever since we had a proper dinner together.”

I took a deep breath. My room was in sight. Just a dozen or steps left…

What the hell. Ten or twenty minutes wasn’t going to kill anyone. I sat at the table as Mom set out my plate and silverware. Leon put a piece of chicken and scooped mashed potatoes onto my plate.

“This is nice!” Mom said with that wide smile of hers. The kind I saw in the mirror when I was in a good mood.

“So, where have you been?” Leon asked as he cut at his grilled chicken. He wasn’t looking at me, acting as if all of this wasn’t some twisted farce.

“At a friend’s house.”

“You skip school?” Mom asked. “I got a call from attendance today saying you never showed up. I told them you weren’t feeling well…”

“This friend… Was it Jake?” Leon asked, ignoring Mom completely.

“None of your—”

“Answer the question,” he said calmly before putting a piece of chicken in his mouth.

A lump formed in my throat. The last thing I wanted was him upset. “Yes.”

“Did you fuck him?”

I glanced over at Mom. She was looking at me expecting an answer. “Yes,” I said, looking down at my plate.

The atmosphere was tense as no one spoke. Only Leon was eating as if he hadn’t a care in the world. I could barely breathe as an invisible pressure pressed on me from all directions. Sweat beaded on my forehead.

“What are you doing? Eat,” he said without breaking stride. “Your mother put a lot of effort into this so you should enjoy it.”

Picking up my knife and fork, I cut into the chicken. He was right. It _was _good. Mom was always a great cook. It reminded me of Jake and how he could cook. It was probably a step up from even Mom’s. The rest of dinner was spent in silence. The only noise was that of our silverware clanking against the plates.

Wiping his mouth with the napkin, he stood up. “This was a wonderful meal, Love.”

Mom blushed, grinning happily. “Thanks.”

Looking at me, he extended his hand. “Shall we? Come.”

I silently took his hand and he led me to the recliner chair in the living room. He didn’t say anything as he undid his belt and removed his pants. I stood there as I watched him pull down his boxers as well. Looking at me, he gave me a curious look. “Well?”

Blinking, I met his eyes. “Wha—”

“Get me hard.”

I took a step toward him before stopping. Pain shot through my head as I pressed a hand to my temple. No. This wasn’t—This wasn’t right. I didn’t want this. Something… There was something else…

“Chloe?” The pain faded as I looked up. “You okay?”

“I’m fine,” I said as I knelt before him. Taking hold of his growing erection, I opened my mouth and started sucking. Satisfaction went through me as I heard him moan. His hand rested on the back of my head as my head bobbed up and down on his cock. My fingers brushed his balls as I took his whole dick into my mouth. It was a good thing he wasn’t as big as Jake or—

Gagging, I spat his dick out. The headache was back. Pain pulsed in my head as I coughed.

“Don’t stop,” he said as his dick pressed against my mouth. I tried to turn my head away but his hand pressed my head against it. Opening my mouth, I let him shove his dick back down my throat. Tears ran down my face as I endured his rapid thrusts. I gagged and choked, trying to get air whenever I could.

He groaned and gasped as he fucked my mouth. Dizzy, I struggled to keep my focus. Air flooded my lungs as he released me. Pumping his dick furiously, he called my name as his cum splattered against my lips and face.

“Ah, fuck,” he gasped, wringing out every last drop onto my face. “You raised one hell of a cocksucker.”

“Thanks!” Mom called cheerfully from the kitchen. “Hopefully I’m still the better one.”

He chuckled. “No worries, Love. Our lovely whore still has learning to do.” I was still gasping for breath as I felt the sticky hot liquid begin to move down my face. “Don’t let it fall,” he said softly. I reached to wipe it from my face. “Ah-ah! Keep it on.” Slowly, I smeared it over my face so it wouldn’t drip. His smile made me grin. “Good girl,” he said, patting me on the head.

Leon sat back on his chair with a groan. I got to my feet before moving over to him at his gesture. Without a word, I began unbuttoning my blouse knowing what he wanted next.

“No,” he said causing me to freeze. “Just the panties.”

Reaching down, I hooked my panties with my thumbs and wiggled them off.

“You always do enjoy this,” he said with a grin. Holding them out, I gave him a smile before letting them drop to the floor.

Straddling him, I guided him to my wet entrance and sighed happily as he filled me. Biting my lower lip, I let out a soft whimper as I slowly rode him. He stared up at me with a neutral expression. His hands moved along my legs and hips. I didn’t say anything, simply enjoying the feeling of his dick inside me.

“Were you fucking that boyfriend of yours like this?”

A shiver ran up my spine. I groaned as I rocked my hips back and forth.

“Yes,” I groaned.

“Mmm. That’s what I like to hear. How many other boys did you fuck this week?”

“Just him,” I said, gasping as I made short up and down movements while rocking.

“What?”

I tossed my head back, moaning as I lifted myself before sliding that wonderful dick back inside. “I only fucked Jake.”

There was a long silence. I didn’t care, panting as I focused on my movements. It felt so good. Raw sex was so much better.

“You like having sex with him that much?”

“Ung.”

“Why?”

My head throbbed as I pushed aside errant thoughts. “He’s got a big dick.”

His hands found my hips as he pulled at me on my downwards slide. “Oh? Bigger than mine?”

“Much bigger.” I gasped as he bucked his hips up against me.

“Fuck. Fuck. I love you so much, Chloe.”

“I love you too, Daddy!”

“So why? Why do you have to fuck other guys?” He was panting for breath as he did his best to thrust against me.

I reached over to run my hand over his cheek. I felt bad for him. He loved me so much and yet I had to be like... this. I loved sex way too much to do it with just one guy. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I love you, but I love dicks too much.” I smiled, trying to cheer him up. “But I like your dick the best!”

“Really?”

I couldn’t respond. I felt so damn good. Instead, all that came out was a long moan.

“Can’t believe a whore like you still has such a tight pussy,” he grunted. “Gonna come, baby girl. Where do you want it?”

“Inside,” I gasped a smile on my face.

“You going to cum with me?”

I felt it coming. The unstoppable wall of pleasure.

“I’m cumming,” I gasped, desperately throwing myself against his dick. “I’m cumming!”

He held me against him as he grunted loudly. I knew he was cumming and I yelled out as he took me with him. Euphoric bliss filled my body as I welcomed his seed inside me. Lying against him, I couldn’t help but grin as I enjoyed the feeling of my Gift and pleasure running through me.

“You really know how to spoil me,” he said, tapping my ass. I slid off him. “Go get cleaned up.”

With a happy pep in my step, I headed off to the bathroom. Hot water ran over me as I washed myself. Little by little, my smile began to fade.

As if waking from a lucid dream, I looked around the shower as a moment of confusion ran through me. “Wha—” Looking down, I saw the cum that still drooled from my pussy. Closing my eyes, I fought against the emotions that threatened to overtake me. Memories of my time with Leon flooded over me as if seeing them for the first time. Memories of events I could no longer influence. Leaning against the cold tile of the shower, I breathed heavily as Leon **** me a second time—only this time he didn’t need to touch me as I relived the moment in my mind. I experienced it again as myself instead of that version of me he created.

This was the true cruelty Leon inflicted on me and why I hated my Mom. She got to live in blissful oblivion, completely submersed in whatever Gift he had. Me? I had to live with the consequences. Never in the moment, but over and over again. I gave him my body willingly, only to suffer the agony a second time as my mind returned and lived it over again. I had enjoyed it in the moment. I knew everything I had been thinking at the time, everything I wanted to do.

All I focused on now was scrubbing at my sore pussy. No matter how much I scrubbed, it was like he was there inside me mentally and physically. Every time I moved the washcloth away, it didn’t take long for more of him to leak out.

I didn’t cry. Those tears had long since dried up. I kept scrubbing until I felt clean enough to leave. It would never be clean. Not really. But it was enough to continue on.

I thought of Jake as I dried myself. I was glad he didn’t know about this secret of mine. He would try to stop him. I know he would. I didn’t know the horror Leon would inflict on him if he tried and I never wanted to find out. So that was why I would never tell him. When we graduated, we could go somewhere else. Somewhere Leon couldn’t touch me.

Leaving the bathroom, he was there. Rage filled me as I glared at him.

“Now, now. Is that any way to look at your father?” he said with a small smile. Reaching out, his hand ran along my jaw. “And we had such a beautiful moment earlier.”

I said nothing, my body quivering in equal parts fury and fear. He was only a few words away from wiping me away once more, but he didn’t. He only stood there and smiled. Since he wasn’t going to do anything else, I stepped to the side and headed for my room.

“Chloe.” I stopped to look over my shoulder. He held a finger up to his lips, a smirk on his face. “Remember. This is our little secret, and secrets are only secrets if you tell no one…”