Picking up the Pieces

First things first, Madison reached down and pulled her panties back up, covering her moist cum-filled hole. Then she fixed her dress, smoothing it out over her ass, trying to present the image of a girl who hadn’t just been bent over and fucked in the back alley of a night club. Next was her hair, ruffling it and fanning out the kink made by Shawn’s fist as he grabbed her and pulled back her head. She was vaguely sure that no one would know what had happened, but it was difficult to know exactly how she looked without a mirror or her phone. She remembered her phone then, that it had clattered to the ground as Shawn thrust his cock inside, and quickly searched for it.

She found it amidst the debris and waste, dirty and scuffed but in one piece and without cracks, much like herself she mused. Checking the screen, she was surprised to find that it was still recording, which she stopped. How much had it recorded? How much had the camera caught? Rewinding she found the spot where her camera had fallen, one moment showing her red, aroused face half covered by her hair as she lowered her head and moaned, and seconds later the camera shook violently and plummeted to the ground, the exact moment that Shawn had shoved his cock inside.

As it turned out, the phone had landed directly beneath them, the camera point upwards, a perfect shot of Madison’s sprayed legs, panties stretched taunt between, her pussy a perfect O around Shawn’s shaft as he slid inside, her wet hole allowing him to easily push in another inch. She could hear voices, distant and muffled, just making out her own, high pitched and deliriously exclaiming that Shawn had entered her. He’d tricked her and fucked her even though he said he wouldn’t.

Shawn’s voice was difficult to make out. He had more control, being in control, and even though he was no longer whispering, his voice still wasn’t as clear as Madison’s high-pitched, aroused gasping words. But amongst the noise of her box squelching with every thrust and her ass smacking against his hips, she could make out grunts and groans and a few words here and there like ‘Brandon’ and ‘fuck’ and ‘cumming’ and ‘sweetheart’. He shifted his legs and she realised this was the part where he leaned over and told her what had happened to Victoria. The video failed to pick up a single word, the sounds of their fucking growing louder as he slammed into her harder and faster.

Shit. She had hoped, at least, when she found out that her camera had recorded the whole encounter that there would have been some audio of Shawn’s confession. That evidence alone might have made this whole affair worth the degradation and humiliation she felt at failing and being fucked by Shawn Lewis in a random back alley. Without it, it was just her word, and how she knew would only raise questions, forcing her to relive her embarrassment all over again. Shawn was right. By fucking her, he had basically ensured her silence on the matter.

Still, perhaps this was enough to challenge Victoria on the subject. That the blonde had set her up with Shawn was enough to prove a connection and Shawn’s declaration that Victoria belonged to him, might be enough to wring the full account from her. Maybe, might, perhaps. Madison growled to herself. There were too many factors and variables, and it had already gone horribly wrong as is.

“Oh Madison, there you are,” a voice called, and the petite brunette froze.

“How could you do this to Madison?” Kurt asked irritably as he and Victoria rushed from the storage room, barrelling through the nightclub, back towards the toilets.

“I didn’t think. She wanted someone to make Brandon jealous and it had to be someone Brandon wouldn’t like, naturally I thought of Shawn because he’s constantly been on my mind for the last couple of days,” Victoria tried to defend what she knew had been a bad decision. “I guess I thought if she enjoyed it too, then I wouldn’t be crazy. It’s not like I was trying to set her up to become just like me, some willing slutty pawn in Shawn’s game.”

“Listen, you need to stop calling yourself a slut for enjoying sex, even sex with someone you detest. That’s exactly why hate-sex is a thing,” Kurt countered as they turned the corner towards the toilets. “And I believe you didn’t realise the position you were putting Madison in, but what exactly happened if she didn’t enjoy it? You basically set her up to be sexually assaulted to test a hypothesis about yourself.”

“I know, I know, I feel horrible about it and Madison will never forgive me,” Victoria cried as they reached the toilets. “I’ll check inside.”

The tall blonde disappeared into the bathroom, returning moments later, even more panicked. “She’s not there. I checked all the stalls but they’re both gone.”

“Makes sense that they wouldn’t stay in one spot. I guess Shawn isn’t that dumb,” Kurt pondered, rubbing his chin. “But there’s still only a few places they could have gone I think. They’d need somewhere secluded similar to the storage room we were just in.”

Victoria shook her head. “He’d need somewhere he could take her fast and there’s no guarantee whatever room he picked would be open. I think he’d also avoid going through the night club in case anyone else decided to get involved. I was broken in, but not Madison, so he’d need somewhere quiet and out of the way where he could safely convince her without interference.”

“That narrows it down slightly, but we don’t have time to check every single nook and cranny.” Kurt pouted and folded his arms across his chest. “You’ve spent the most time with Shawn lately. Where does your gut say he would go?”

She folded her arms as well, her mind working to assess and analyse everything she’d picked up about Shawn over that last forty-eight hours. He liked to play games, especially when those games involved fucking girls or getting girls fucked for his enjoyment. But he always protected himself, put himself in control, so he’d need to set the location, somewhere he could reasonably predict to be alone. She’d fucked him in the master bedroom of his apartment, right down to the grimy toilets of a seedy night club. Luxury and comfort weren’t priorities, especially not for whomever he was with. If need be, he’d fuck a girl by a dumpster, with her head in the trash, so long as he got what he wanted.

“That’s it!” she exclaimed like a scientist crafting gold from lead. “The alleyway out back. That’s where they’ll be.”

“I hope you’re right,” Kurt said as they took off, racing outside.

Madison turned and faced the two blondes, deftly using her thumb to blank the screen of her phone as she held it behind her back with both hands. She smiled sweetly at the pair, looking for one to the other as she said, “Oh, hey, guys, what’s up?”

“Madison!” Victoria squealed, hurtling forward and catching the smaller girl in a bear hug. Madison was taken aback, almost dropping her phone again. She and Victoria weren’t that close, more friends of friends, and they’d never hugged. The tall blonde teenager, pulled back, still holding Madison shoulders in her grip as if she were afraid to let her go. “I’m so sorry I set you up with Shawn. I…I…I wasn’t thinking…”

“Oh, that, don’t worry about it. In fact, I had been betting on you leading me to him,” Madison dismissed Victoria’s concern with a wave. “I should be the one apologising to you really.”

“What are you talking about?” Kurt asked, glancing up and down the alley, looking for blind spots that Shawn might appear from. “Where is Shawn now? Did he do something to you?”

“No, no, nothing like that, you see, I was trying to get Shawn to tell me what happened at the apartment. You all seemed so concerned for her and when she told me she might know someone who might be a good fit to make Brandon jealous, well, I figured it was Shawn. So, you see, you set me up with him, but I wanted you to,” Madison explained succinctly, trying to ignore the dripping feeling in her thong. “Unfortunately, he didn’t tell me anything.”

“That was very foolish,” Kurt admonished her. The plan itself wasn’t terrible but going alone was inexcusable. “I doubt Shawn was pleased when he figured out what you were doing.”

“Well, he didn’t. But he did realise that I had no intention to fuck him,” Madison said with a shrug. “After that he lost interest and bolted. So, I guess we’re back to square one, unless you found anything at the apartment? What are you even doing here?”

“A message I read on Victoria’s phone led me here.” Kurt eyed Madison carefully, noting her red face and slight breathlessness and the hiding of her phone. He knew she was deflecting. Her entire demeanour was eerily similar to Victoria’s after her encounter was Shawn and all Kurt could think was ‘not another one’. “Did Shawn really just leave? It doesn’t seem like he’d just let a girl go without getting something out of it.”

“Oh, I dunno,” Victoria said, wiping her eyes. “In an apartment, maybe, but a back alley of a club, knowing her friends were about? I definitely think Shawn would make the smart move and get away while the going was good.” She turned back to Madison and rubbed her arms. “But I’d be careful now, because you’re probably on his radar now.”

Madison frowned. Hopefully, Shawn had his fun and would forget about her now. Like he said, Brandon could have her after he was finished, and she could only hope that he was finished. But Victoria’s concern for her and protecting her from Shawn surprised Madison. She was suddenly a lot more forthcoming and genuine, and Madison could only assume that someone had gotten her to reveal what really happened.

“Did you tell him?” Madison asked, her face dropping. After everything she’d gone through, had Victoria just upped and confessed by herself?

Victoria made to nod but Kurt shook his head quickly and said, “No, she’s still sticking to the story that nothing happened and Dustin was behind it all. And I guess none of us actually seen them together so, we can’t prove otherwise.”

Madison and Victoria both looked at Kurt, mentally taking note of his odd behaviour. Madison was sure he was lying but why didn’t he trust her? Victoria wasn’t sure why Kurt was keeping the information from Madison either, but the reason was quite simple. Kurt couldn’t be certain that Madison hadn’t been turned, just like Victoria had, and the last thing he wanted was Shawn finding out that Victoria had betrayed him. Right now, Shawn was in the dark, which gave them the advantage. If Madison sent a message, warning him that Victoria had switched sides, he might come for her.

“Finally, found you.”

The trio looked around to see Zack approaching them down the alleyway. He stopped in front of them, looking from Victoria to Kurt and then to Madison and back again. It was plain that he’d just walked in on something and as much as he wanted to know what, there were slightly more urgent matters at hand.

“Heather was calling. They’re back at the house and there’s something major they need to talk about, so I told her we’d head back once we found Vicky,” He turned to the blonde and laughed. “Looks like we found you, so I think we should leave now.”

“Urgent?” Victoria gasped as they began walking. “It must have something to do with Hannah…”

“Hannah?” Kurt creased his brow in confusion, following the others to the car. “What’s this got to do with Hannah Woodsen?”