Evelyn 16 - Shell

Elijah lay in his bed, lazily scrolling through videos and images, until he stumbled on a video of the game Crusaders. It was Evelyn’s favorite character, Sweeny the Archer, dancing on screen. She was a rabbit warrior with an overly positive personality. Something Elijah found especially humorous, considering Evelyn’s stoic disposition. Sweeny wore a shining set of metal armor and danced in unison with several rabbits in colorful dresses. All of them jumped between different settings as the beat shifted. It was silly, but Elijah knew Evelyn would love it.

Rabbits were her favorite animal, after all.

"They just make me happy," she said.

"Oh yeah? Why's that?"

Evelyn shifted uncomfortably.

"We had a hutch growing up. It was about the only thing that was mine. I was in charge of feeding and caring for them. I would feed them the leftover greens my mom would throw away. I'd go out there, and they'd be waiting for me at the door. They loved me as much as I loved them. I'd spend hours out there with them. I'd pet them and brush them," Evelyn smiled for a moment. "I would make little outfits for them with my old clothes."

She laughed and covered her face.

"I miss them."

Elijah watched as she retreated into that memory and made sure never to forget it himself.

He pressed the share button on the video and typed up a message.

Elijah: Look! It’s Sweeny!! Thought you'd like it lol

And then he went on scrolling without a second thought.

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"Fuck, you can do anything with her," Colton shouted, grunting as he pounded into Evelyn. She was bent over the leather couch, moaning as his cock slowly stretched her. It only took a few more pumps before he finished inside. Then he let out a guttural sigh as Ivan stepped forward and pushed the camera in Evelyn’s face.

"And there she is, you're pretty little girlfriend. Covered in cum," he said. Colton laughed and slapped her ass hard. It made a dull thud as he pulled out.

"I gotta say," Colton said. "This was worth every fucking penny."

Evelyn stood with graceful indifference. She turned and smiled at the camera, giving it a wink. Pretending it was just another video going on her OnlyFans.

She pushed past Ivan and walked towards her duffel bag. As Evelyn unzipped it, she glanced over at Colton, relieved to see he was getting dressed. The other two had already left, leaving only Ivan to deal with.

He followed her with a camera, clearly trying to get a rise out of her. Evelyn ignored him as she reached for her phone, hoping he would lose interest. Instead, Ivan pushed the camera inches away from her face. Finally, she looked up at him in annoyance.

"Do you mind?" She asked.

"I thought you wanted it all filmed?" Ivan said. Evelyn stared into the phone’s bright light.

"Yeah, we did that. You can cut the camera now,” she said flatly.

"I still haven't finished," Ivan said.

"I thought you didn't want to be filmed?" Evelyn countered, looking back down at her phone.

"And I thought you did," Ivan said coolly.

Evelyn laughed, a perfect, tempered, cold laugh, and smiled.

"Fine, do what you want. I'll be with you in a minute," She said, perfectly hiding the rage she felt inside.

Ivan scoffed and lowered the phone. "Don't be long, I'm getting impatient." He walked over to the couch and plopped down, proceeding to speak to Colton in a language Evelyn didn't understand.

She closed her eyes for a moment and took a breath. A few drops of cum fell from her chin and splatted against the floor. Evelyn promptly reached for a towel in her bag and cleaned herself. Then, she checked her messages, her heart fluttering when she saw one from Elijah.

Elijah: Look! It’s Sweeny!! Thought you'd like it lol

She stared at the message. Her heart felt as if it were being eaten away. She played the video. She watched her favorite character, Sweeny the Rabbit Knight, do her iconic victory dance with a group of silly, stupid rabbits behind her.

They wore dresses and hats.

Evelyn held her laugh and fought back tears.

He'd remembered her favorite character.

He'd remembered her love for rabbits.

No one but Angela had ever remembered those things about her.

She was back at that hutch again. Petting those rabbits while humming.

"What happened to them?" Elijah had asked her.

She smiled weakly.

"Nothing good."

Evelyn’s fingers trembled as she typed a response.

Evelyn: OMG so funny. Hope you're having a good night :)

She took a deep breath and buried her feelings away with her phone. Then she saw Ivan’s designer shoes stop beside her bag. Evelyn looked up and found him standing over her, bulge pressing against his slacks as he leaned down and took her chin between his finger and thumb.

"Having fun?" He asked.

"Plenty," Evelyn said blandly, standing quickly and staring up at him.

Ivan stared right back.

"You think pretty highly of yourself, don't you?" He said.

Evelyn glanced down at Ivan’s slacks.

"You want your turn now?" she asked.

"Were you texting him?"

"Do you want your turn or not?" Evelyn said again, not giving an inch. Ivan rolled his eyes.

"Fine, let's do it," Ivan said, turning for the couch.

Evelyn gently placed a hand on his shoulder. He stopped and turned back.

"What?" He said.

"The other half," Evelyn said, holding out her hand. Ivan looked down at it with a raised eyebrow.

"I think you need to finish the job before you get paid." Ivan grabbed her naked body and pulled her close, kissing her before she could protest.

Evelyn didn't fight it; she let him do as he pleased. It was easier that way with men like him. He needed to feel in control, even when he wasn’t. It was the fantasy he was paying for. He lifted her up and dropped onto the couch, placing her in his lap as he slowly unbuckled his pants. Evelyn placed her hands on his shoulders as she fell back into her shell.

"You should have just left them off," she said.

Ivan smirked as he pulled his slacks over his knees.

"It was getting cold."

He grabbed his long shaft and pushed it against her slick entrance, keeping eye contact as his head slowly pushed past her folds.

"He'd probably want to see it, wouldn't he?" Ivan said, reaching for the burner phone at his side. Evelyn wanted to stop him. She wanted to say it wasn't necessary anymore. But it would clue Ivan in. He would use it to gain power over her. To torment her, to hurt her. And he would frame his torture as a playful game.

So she did what years of training taught her to do. She smiled and sat firmly down on his cock.

Ivan groaned as he thrust upwards eagerly. Evelyn leaned down and moaned softly in his ear, watching as Ivan's hand slipped away from the phone and found her ass instead.

"You feel so good," she said.

Ivan gripped her hips tightly and began to pump. He spoke in his language between grunts and gasps, looking into Evelyn's eyes as he swelled inside her.

Evelyn placed her hands on his chest and pushed her pelvis against his. Grinding back and forth, swaying perfectly with his rhythm. He felt good. His size was perfect, and his shape hit her well. She let her persona enjoy that. Ivan flipped her onto the couch and hoisted her legs over his shoulders.

He pounded into her from the perfect angle, hitting her insides just right, making a fire grow between her legs. It was perfect. She wouldn't have to fake it; it would send him over the edge, and they could be done.

"Keep going," she said, breathless. "Oh my god, don't stop, baby!"

Ivan's pace quickened, and Evelyn came. Or, something close to it. Something that was enough. Her body didn't shiver, but she acted as if it did.

"That's right," Ivan said. "That's fucking right!"

He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her into the air. Pumping into her long enough that he began to glisten with sweat.

"You are fucking perfect for me," Ivan said. "Fucking… Fucking perfect."

Evelyn responded by biting his earlobe and sucking his neck.

Time went on, and they fucked across the room. Long enough that Evelyn's cervix grew sore and her body grew tired. He made her hold her ankles while he fucked her from behind. He pinched her nose while she sucked his cock. He put her on all fours on the carpet. He made sure to get every last ounce of cash he’d spent on her.

"Tell me you love my cock," He said. Pounding into her from behind.

Evelyn didn't answer. Ivan grabbed her neck and kissed her. It felt good.

"Tell me," he said softly. Evelyn stared into his dark eyes a moment, feeling those old familiar feelings come up, mixing with her arousal and trying to break out of her shell.

"I fucking love your cock, babe," She said.

Ivan's smile was a thing of nightmares. Perfectly chiseled and wicked to the core. Only then did he hold the burner phone in front of her.

"I bet he'll love that," he said.

Evelyn went numb as he pushed her head down and finished inside her. As he groaned and filled her womb. As he slowed and pulled out, his cum pooling onto the carpet. She didn't remember standing up. She didn’t remember sitting on the couch. She didn’t remember Ivan sitting next to her.

All she could think about was getting that phone back.

He glanced at her and smiled.

"You enjoyed yourself, I could tell."

"Mmmmm."

He sighed and threw his head back, closing his eyes in triumph. Dangling the phone just out of Evelyn's reach.

"Ivan," Evelyn said steadily.

"Hmmm? Oh, right, your money," he said. Standing and walking away, phone still in hand.

"I'm curious," He said. Rummaging through his bag and pulling out several clean bands. "How long do you think he'll last?"

Rage poured over Evleyn.

"What?" She said coldly.

"How long do you think it'll be before he leaves?"

Evelyn stood and walked over to him. She tried to snatch the phone out of his hands, but Ivan playfully pulled it back.

"Ohhh ho ho! Relax! I am just teasing."

"Give me the phone," Evelyn said coldly.

"What? We have to send it to him, don't we?"

"Ivan…"

"Isn't that what you wanted?" He said.

Evelyn stood still, using every ounce of strength she had to keep her composure.

"I thought he liked this side of you? That's what you said, no?" Ivan stepped closer. "That he liked this?"

"He doesn't care what I do," Evelyn said.

"But you do, don't you?"

Evelyn shook her head and looked away. Ivan caught her chin again and pulled it back towards him. She stared into those brilliant dark eyes.

"Where did we go wrong, huh? We are good together."

Evelyn didn't answer.

"Oh, you're really mad, aren't you?"

Evelyn didn't answer.

"Hmmm, well, I might have pushed it too far." He handed Evelyn her phone. She snatched it from him quickly. Ivan laughed softly and handed Evelyn her money as well.

"You should be nicer to me," he said.

Evelyn turned from him without a word and began dressing quickly. She felt like she was choking as she threw on her hoodie and checked her phone once again.

Elijah: I knew you'd like it! Thinking of you, hope your day’s going well :)

Evelyn locked her screen, threw the money into her duffel bag, and turned from Ivan. Blowing past him without a word.

"I'll call you!" He said.

Evelyn didn't say a word. She stormed out of the club, passing the sea of faces and blur of lights. And when she got to her car, she sat still. She went back to her phone and reread Elijah's message. More than ever, she wanted to see him. She began typing out a message.

Evelyn: Hey, I know it's late, but did you maybe want to come over?

She reread the message, then shook her head and deleted the text. No man would want to see her like this. She would need to wash herself. She would need to clean herself. She debated telling Elijah what happened. She didn't know how much she should say.

Evelyn closed her phone and stared off in the distance, fighting for her life to stay in her shell.

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