Back to Cambridge

Come the next morning. Ellen and Steven emerged from their room and went downstairs. Donna was already sitting in the living room. She was still feeling the emotion of last nights events that led up to her breakdown. Peter was in the kitchen washing up, not allowing his wife to do anything. He just wanted her to relax and try and gather herself now he knew what had happened. "Mum." Donna looked up at Ellen. The recollection of her rape still weighing heavy on her. "Is there anything you need me to do?"

"No Ellen. There's not a lot you can do for me. What's happened has happened. I just wanted to forget about it. In fact I'm glad I told Steven and you all know. It's like a huge weight has been lifted from me. Trying to hide it from your dad hasn't been easy. But I knew if he found out, he'd go after them and most likely get badly hurt again."

Steven sat down in the armchair. "They won't touch you again. Or anyone else for that matter."

"What exactly did you do to them Steven. I know they couldn't do much if anything to you. But, after seeing what you done at the lab last week." Ellen enquired.

"They got a taste of their own medicine. The memories I implanted in their heads will haunt them, forever. I'm not proud of what I done. But I know they won't do anything to anyone again. As far as they are concerned. They got visit from the devil himself."

Ellen went to see her dad, who was still busying himself in the kitchen. Catching a glance at the front door. There was a note hanging from the letterbox. "Dad. You've got something in the post box."

"Really. It's a bank holiday. Postman doesn't work on during them." Taking the note from the letterbox as he wondered what it was. It was just a folded piece of paper. Addressed to the lady of the house. "It's for your mum. Whoever sent it brought it over personally." Peter went into the living room. "There's a note for you in the mail. Don't know who from. Just says to the lady of the house." Handing it to Donna.

Donna opened it and then throw it away without reading much at all. "Are they serious. After everything they done. A written apology is not going to cut it."

Ellen picked the note up. "Really. Have they no shame." Opening it to read it herself.

"What does it say Ellen." Peter asked. He was still seething from the information he found out last night.

"It says. "Dear madam. I want to apologise for everything we have done to you and your husband. We have experienced your pain first hand. I won't go into details as you probably wouldn't believe it anyway. You will never hear from any of us again. By the time you have read this letter, I will have turned myself in to the police and stand trail for my actions. I am also going to give them a copy of this letter so they know that I have done this to try and make some kind of amends to you. I don't expect you to forgive us though. Once again, I am sincerely sorry for what we have put you through." He hasn't signed it with his name or anything though. Could've been left by any one of them."

Donna didn't get angry from the letter. Instead she broke down in tears again. "It's over. I can finally move on from this. I'm so sorry I hid this from you Peter. I really am. I was so scarred that you would get hurt again if you went after them, or worse."

Peter held his wife and comforted her. "I understand darling. I don't blame you at all." He then turned his head to Steven, and silently moved his mouth to say thank you. Turning his attention back to Donna. "Bet you could use a stiff drink right now."

A few hours later, Steven and Ellen were now getting ready to leave to go back home. Packing what little they brought with them. It was close to sunset and would take about 3 hours or so to drive back home. "I'm so glad you came up to see us Ellen. I'm sorry that it got a bit strange towards the end of last night."

"That's okay mum. I'm just glad you don't have to worry about it anymore." Holding her mum tightly. When they separated, Ellen turned to her dad. "Take care of mum. She needs a rock right now."

"You know I will Ellen." They then hugged to say goodbye too. Peter then turned his attention to Steven. "You're welcome anytime Steven. I feel so much at ease with Ellen being with you now. I know it was a bit shaky at the start, but, I can see you're a good lad. I am so indebted to you for helping Donna start her recovery. And now I've had time to think about it. I'm looking forward to being a granddad. I have a feeling you'll be a good dad to your child."

"I can only try. I have a lot to learn about being a parent. To be honest, it scares the hell out of me."

"Did me too." Smiling as he spoke. "But it's worth it all when they grow up. I have a lot of good memories from Ellen's childhood." They shook hands and Donna approached Steven.

"Thank you for helping me last night. I cannot thank you enough."

"That's not a problem. They needed to be shown how wrong they were. I enjoyed the look on their faces when they realised. It was a bit of character for me. But hopefully now they'll be a bit more thoughtful of other people instead their own selfish ways."

"Maybe. We'll see." Donna backed up to stand by her husbands side and waved them off when they headed out of the driveway.

Now heading back home. Ellen's mind wasn't just on the drive. "Thank you for helping my mum last night. I'm worried about her state of mind though. I hope she can put this all behind her now."

"Me too." Steven replied. "I can't imagine how hard it was for her to hide it from your dad all this time."

After around quarter of an hour, Steven noticed that they were back on the small country lanes. "Where are we going Ellen?"

"There." Ellen then pulled up into a small recess behind some hedges. Shutting down the engine, she turned to Steven. "I used to come here to watch the sun setting when I was younger." With nothing to obstruct the view, they both watched the sun sink below the horizon. "Never fails to impress me that. Now that we've done that. I want to ask you something."

"Anything sweetheart. I'm all ears."

"Well this is fairly new car, And I wondering if you want to help my give it good test out." Biting her bottom lip. Steven turned to her to enquire. Ellen just smiled and leant into Steven. whispering in his ear. "Fancy leaving some cum stains on the back seat. We didn't do anything last night, and I really want you to fuck me. I haven't got any underwear on, my pussy is soaking, and I need your fucking cock in me." With that, she smashed her face to his. Before long, Ellen had opened up his jeans and fished out her prize. Without wasting anytime, She took him in her mouth and immediately bobbed her head up and down his shaft.

Steven was already enjoying the sensation of his cock getting some much needed attention, and placed his hand on the back of Ellen's head. "Oh my god Ellen. How the hell are you so good at this."

Ellen lifted her head and looked him in the eyes. "It's your fault honey. You just do something to me. Come on, let's get in the back. I can't wait any longer." Ellen was the first to move onto the back seat. As she waited for Steven she bent over the parcel shelf and lifted her skirt up to expose her moist lips. "Come on baby, fuck me. Ruin my fucking pussy." Steven didn't wait any longer. He just rammed into her in one thrust. "OH FUCK ME, YES. God that feels so good. Don't let up baby. I want this hard and fast. I can't believe I'm gonna say this again, but, Fuck your whore. Breed your horny slut." No encouragement was needed. Steven went straight into a fast pace.

"Yeah Ellen. Keep talking like that. I'm gonna fuck this pussy so hard you'll be screaming aloud. I'm gonna make you beg me to cum." Other than the dirty talk, the only sounds coming from the car was the sound of Steven's hips slapping into Ellen's behind. "You love this cock, don't you bitch? You can't get enough of it can you, you fucking slut."

"No sir. I can't. I love it. Don't stop, please." Ellen was now moaning louder. "ARGHH. GOD I FUCKING LOVE YOU." The fact that they was in the car and just off of a road added to their excitement due to risk of being caught.

"Take my cock whore. Who owns this fucking pussy. Tell me slut."

"IT'S YOURS BABY. ALWAYS."

Steven lifted his hands under Ellen's top and pulled her bra down. Pinching and twisting her nipples to lift her higher into ecstasy. "No Ellen I want to repeat my words. Tell me I own your cunt."

"YES. YOU OWN IT. MY CUNT IS YOURS. WHENEVER YOU WANT TO FUCK ME. I'M AT YOUR BECK AND CALL. I WILL ALWAYS BE YOUR SLUT."

Steven pulled Ellen over so he was sitting and she was on his lap, her back facing him. "Ride me, prove to me how much you want my cock in you." Ellen bounced on him in a heartbeat. Steven now placing his hands on her waist to assist her movements. Ellen placing her hands on the inner roof of the car to stop her head hitting it, But also to force herself back down onto him.

"I'M GONNA CUM ALREADY. YOU MAKE ME SO HORNY BABY. CUM WITH ME. CUM INSIDE ME AGAIN. BREED ME."

Steven was already close to unleashing his torrent into her, The setting they was in and the risk of being caught was so exciting that neither of them would've lasted too long regardless. "If you want me to cum in you. Beg me for it."

"PLEASE BABY. DO IT. CUM INSIDE. MAKE SURE I'M PREGNANT. I'M BEGGING YOU. CUM IN ME NOW. PLEEEEEASE."

"Here it is then slut. Take my fucking cum, I'm gonna knock you up for sure now cunt." Steven pulled Ellen all the way onto him and buried his entire length deep inside of her. Spewing a river of sperm into her womb.

Both breathing heavily, Ellen turned to face Steven and pressed her lips to his. Then smiled at him. "I love you baby." Then reaching over to grab a towel from the parcel shelf. "Need this for the driving seat. gonna be enough spillage back her as it is."

"You're telling me. I'm already sitting on a small puddle." Ellen giggled and lifted her self off of him. placed the towel on the driving seat and then got back in the front. Deliberately not pushing her skirt back down as she didn't want any marks on it. Steven to moved to get out of the back and return to the front of the car. Grabbing another towel from the shelf to soak up some of the mess on the rear seat. "Glad to see you came prepared."

"I did put them there for that very reason." Settling in to continue the drive back home. "Good job it's now dark. Any truck drivers we go past are gonna get a pretty good view of me if it wasn't." Starting the engine, they left the field to return to Cambridge