Radley's Home for Horny Monsters by Annabelle Hawthorne (best novels for teenagers .TXT) 📗

“You can’t-“

Garrett pointed the wand at her now, the end of it glowing. Her breath left her body, taking with it any thought of standing up to Garrett. She was barely even aware that she stood in the yard, dimly noticed the man in front of her. She was devoid of any thought of her own. He laughed, then closed the distance between them.

“I can do anything I want. You will do anything I want. You are simply a meat puppet, waiting to obey.” Garrett slid his wand into a pocket in his jacket. “The monsters here will do as I wish, starting today. This house belongs to me now.” He unzipped his pants, then ran a hand down Emily’s cheek. “Suck my dick, Emily.”

Emily’s mind was a fog of pleasantness, suddenly consumed with the idea of how happy it would make her to suck Garrett’s dick, take it to the back of her mouth, swallow all of his cum. Kneeling, she gently rolled back Garrett’s foreskin, then licked his glans and ran the tip of her tongue over his urethra.

“Yeah, that’s right,” he moaned. “I’m going to use you like the whore that you are. I’m going to sell your ass to anybody who wants it, for whatever price. Do you like how that sounds?”

“Mmhmm.” Emily’s only job was to agree. It brought her immense joy.

“This is making you wet, by the way.” The moment the words left his mouth, her pussy became a sticky swamp, begging to be filled. “In about a minute, you’re going to beg me to fuck you.”

She counted backward from sixty, opening her mouth to drag her lips up and down his cock. It seemed like there were a million reasons she shouldn’t be doing this, but for the life of her she couldn’t remember what or care why. Struggling for answers, she reached sixty and popped his dick free of her mouth. “Please. Please fuck me!”

She turned around, lifting her dress and slipping off her panties. She rubbed her hand seductively over her round ass before teasing her slit with her fingers. “Please, do it. Fuck me, do it now. Please, Garrett, please!” Tears sprang to her eyes when he just stared at her, a smile on his face. “Garrett, please, fuck me now, fuck me!” She slid her fingers between her labia, then spread them wide to reveal her juice-flooded pussy. A thick, sticky thread of lubrication dangled from her and her pussy throbbed in anticipation. “Please, Garrett, I’ll do anything!”

“Oh, I love this.” He placed his dick on the top of her ass, playfully slapping at her butt cheeks.

She ran her hands over her breasts now, pulling at her nipples, her universe centered on the idea that Garrett’s dick would soon pierce her, making her complete.

“Every time my balls touch you, I want you to cum.”

“Yes, please, just do it, just OH!” Garrett slid inside her, balls deep, and she came, her whole body shaking. Moaning loudly, Garrett pulled his cock back out, laughed, then pushed back into her.

“OH! OH YES!” She came again, her legs nearly giving out beneath her.

Garrett laughed, slapping her ass. “I knew it! I knew you were a slut!” He pounded her relentlessly, his balls beating against her like a moth against a lit porch light. “And all of your monsters, those freaky abominations inside, they will learn to fear me! I have real power now, the power to make them obey!”

The magic spell he cast held strong, which meant that Emily came over and over again, her heart frantically beating just to keep up. Each orgasm piled on top of the last, waves of passion that now threatened to drown her in their magical strength. In the back of her mind, what was left of her consciousness screamed for help, realizing that her body couldn’t take much more.

“Wait!” Garrett shoved Emily off of him, then tucked his dick away. She collapsed on the deck, barely able to move, grateful to comply with his new directive. “I want the nymph to see this.” Garrett had always been obsessed with Naia, who had refused to have anything to do with him. In hindsight, that should have been the first warning, but hindsight was only good when you still had options remaining. Panting on the porch, her chest on fire, Emily was officially out of options.

Garrett grabbed her by the hair, pulling hard on her braid. “Crawl, but just enough that you move. I want you to drag a little.”

Emily said nothing. Garrett pulled her through the front door of the house, her feet feebly pushing her forward.

“Daddy’s home, you little fucks!”

Doors slammed and shadows fled, but Emily could only look at the floor as the house erupted in chaos.

“WE’VE ENCOUNTERED ANOTHER block.”

Mike blinked at the ceiling, then wiped moisture from his eyes. “That guy fucked me. He fucked me and I couldn’t do anything about it. He used that wand of his to make me want it. I feel all twisted up inside. Emily’s memories are my memories, but they’re not, so...” He shivered.

“Those are her feelings, and they will fade. He fucked Emily, not you. You’re fine.” Naia kissed Mike on the forehead. “The threat of being forced to fuck is a woman’s curse. Never forget that.”

“Why are you showing me this? Why would you show me something so terrible?”

“So that you can see that even Emily made mistakes.” Naia touched his head. “On your worst days, I want you to remember that everybody has their own burdens to bear. Now relax.”

“I don’t think I can handle much more,” Mike admitted. “I feel like this is too much.”

“Emily had to deal with it. You need to see how it ends, or you’ll never feel like justice was served.”

Mike sat in silence for several seconds, unmoving. Closing his eyes, he let out a deep breath. “I trust you, Naia.”

She placed her fingers on his temples once more.

THEY SHOVED THROUGH