The Royal Flesh
Kent rolled over and glanced at the empty side of the bed. “Guess she already left,” he mumbled as he staggered into the bathroom. He stepped into the shower and let the warm water flow over him.
While he got ready for another mundane routine day of work, he wondered how it got to this point.
Kent Miller had meet his wife Jennifer Daniels seven years ago, in a club. Kent had been in and out of odd jobs over the years, at this time he was working as a bouncer at Jake’s Night Spot.
Jennifer had come in with a bachelorette party, she was stylish, confident and cute. Kent had found himself watching her most of the night, how she talked, what she drank, and how she played with her hair.
Being someone that goes after the moment he asked her to take his number. A few days later she called, they meet for coffee discussed life, goals and how they had a connection.
“But who doesn’t have a connection when trying to get laid?” Kent questioned to himself.
They dated for a few months, she was building her career moving up within a small company with aspirations of being at the top. She had graduated with a degree in marketing and public relations with ambition, goals and a timeline.
To have that corner office and name plate by 40, that proved that she had accomplished something for herself. Everything was very storybook, Kent got a job in customer service one that he could still dress casual but be professional.
He proposed after a year and they moved into a nice two bedroom house just outside of the city. They had the traditional church wedding and the standard two week honeymoon in the Bahamas. It was hot and heavy in the Bahamas, Jennifer acted like she couldn’t get enough.
The honeymoon suite was drenched in lace, satin and fresh cut roses Jennifer laid out across the king sized bed.
“Leave the bags, come here,” she said.
Kent put the bags down and joined her on the bed. He kissed her long and deep she let out a moan as she kissed him back.
She rolled over on top of him, sat up straddling his hips, removed her top and unzipped his pants. She moved down taking his clothes with her.
She stroked his cock taking it into her mouth, Kent let out a moan. They enjoyed each other thoroughly.
Then it was all schedules, work and more work. Jennifer had goals to accomplish and was sticking to it, at any cost. After the first four years Kent started to feel taken advantage of, always expected to get it all done, work a full time job, stay on top of all the household chores and be her arm candy for dinners and special office events.
After one of these special black tie office affairs, Kent had hit a breaking point on the drive back to the house he pulled over to the side of the road and let her know how he felt about everything. Their relationship how everything was done on her schedule and there was no downtime, no spontaneous anything.
No enjoyment, hell even their sex life had become a standing appointment that she canceled most of the time. Jennifer listened to his rant and argued that this was all for the payoff later. Kent turned off the car took his house keys off of his key ring and got out of the car. He walked back into the city and found a bar. Jennifer drove herself home.
Kent spent three nights in a hotel drinking, watching porn and ordering room service. Then Jennifer called, explained that she needed him, and that things would be better. Maybe they needed a vacation and some time off work. They took a long weekend trip out to Seaside and lounged on the beach.
All was calm for a while. Then that one night happened, Jennifer had to go out of town overnight for a business conference. Kent headed out to enjoy a little time to himself, he ended up in a strip club called The Royal Flesh. He was enjoying the long legged blonde spinning around the poll on stage when he heard a voice.
“Can I get you a drink?”
Kent turned to see a friendly smile, she was cute, with short dark hair, deep green eyes, a toned petite body and nice perky breasts.
“Sure, I’ll have a shot of Jack,” Kent answered.
She returned with his shot and said.
“I am Jade, let me know if you need anything else,”
Kent smiled at her and watched her walk away, he took note of the tattoo showing on her lower back, just above her low cut jeans and below her mid-riff tee-shirt. Two roses with intertwining stems, highlighted with just a touch of red and green.
“Nice,” he thought to himself.
On her way back around the club Kent decided to strike up a conversation with her. He motioned to her.
“Need anything else?” Jade asked.
“What time do you get off?” Kent asked.
“I get off whenever I want, I clock out at 2 am,” she answered and gave him a devilish smile.
“So 2 am in the parking lot then?” he asked, Jade nodded and walked away.
They ended up at Jade’s studio apartment a few blocks from the club. She poured them each a drink and put on some background music. He sat on the couch and she striped for him.
First the tee-shirt then the jeans, the pink lace bra and matching panties all discarded to the floor. Jade dropped to her knees undid Kent’s jeans, she ran her hand up and down his cock, stroking, licking and taking it into her mouth. She sucked his erect cock while massaging his balls.
Kent leaned his head back and moaned, as she sucked harder making him want to cum. He ran his hands through her hair and pushed deeper into her mouth.
He couldn’t stand it any longer and came, she felt his cum hit the back of her throat and she swallowed. She got up licking her lips and kissed him deeply.
“Up for some fun?” Jade asked.
“Always,” he answered. She leaned over to the end table, opened the drawer and pulled out a vial of coke. They each did a few lines and then she lead him over to the bed.
Jade laid out in the middle and spread her legs, she ran her hand down to her pussy and started to rub her clit, moaning to herself.
Kent ran his hands up her legs and started to kiss and lick her pussy. Sliding his tongue deep into her making her moan and cum.
He flipped her over onto her stomach and slid his fingers into her wet pussy, moving them faster and deeper.
“Fuck me,” Jade yelled out.
Kent got behind her running his hand along her tattoo, and slid his hard cock into her, thrusting harder and faster as she pushed back against him.
He came deep in her and then collapsed on to the bed next to her. She moved up and kissed him, put her head on his shoulder and they fell asleep.
Grace sat in the parking lot, “I could go in there and say my name is Mary. Mary, Mary quite ordinary.” She took a deep breath and entered The Royal Flesh.
“Is Katie available?” Grace asked the bouncer watching the door. He gave her a nod and she entered the strip club.
Katie an older lady with just a little too much eye makeup on offered Grace a job dancing three nights a week. Grace being only in her late twenties and still sporting an athletic cut to her body was looking for a fix, that thirst for something exciting and different.
Two nights latter Grace went on as Miss Mary quite contrary, showing her long legs, muscular arms, long red hair and ample chest.
“Nice act,” A voice behind Grace said, as she was heading to the back to get changed. Grace turned around,
“Hi, I am Jade,” she held out her hand to Grace.
“Thanks, and nice to meet you,” Grace smiled.
Grace and Jade got to know each other over the next few weeks. After one of Grace’s performance as Mary, Jade followed her into the dressing room.
“I wonder what you taste like,” Jade said Grace turned around to face her.
“Do you want to find out, or was that a rhetorical question?” Grace grinned.
Jade moved towards Grace and kissed her lightly on the lips.
“So my place or yours?” Jade asked. Grace kissed her back and smiled.
Grace was staying at the Blue Horizon Motel off of route 21, in a charming room with worn carpeting, an oversized painting of golden poppies and the standard dull colored curtains covering the window.
“It’s not much, just quiet and cheap,” Grace opened the door and let Jade in.
Jade shrugged moved to the bed, sat down and motioned to Grace to join her.
Grace stood in front of Jade, she unbuttoned Grace’s jeans and slid them down to the floor. She then removed Grace’s blue satin panties and pulled Grace to her and started licking and sucking her pussy. Grace moaned and let Jade enjoy her.
Jade moved back onto the bed, shedding her clothes. She laid back and Grace finished striping and joined her. Grace kissed Jade, rubbing and pinching her erect nipples.
Grace rubbed her fingers lightly over Jade’s pussy, she slid her fingers into Jade making her moan. Slowly kissing her way down Jade’s body spreading her legs and slipping her tongue into her wet pussy. Jade and Grace enjoyed each other till they feel asleep.
Kent did everything possible to see Jade showing up at The Royal Flesh and taking her in the bathroom on multiple occasions. Jade was up for anything, giving him blow jobs in his car during lunch breaks and fucking him in alleys.
“Would you like to meet my new friend?” Jade asked Kent as they were finishing up in his car.
“Sure, I could use a new friend,” he smiled at her.
Kent knocked on Jade’s door. A nice looking red head answered the door.
“You must be Jade’s friend,” Grace said and let Kent in.
Jade had drinks laid out on the table.
“Here take this,” Jade handed Kent a drink and leaned into kiss him, slipping a little pill into his mouth. Kent swallowed and downed the drink.
Jade lead both Grace and Kent over to the bed. They all striped, Grace laid in the middle of the bed, Jade laid next to her and Kent watched the two of them kiss and grope each other. Kent laid next to Grace and kissed the back of her neck letting his hands explore her body.
Grace rolled over and started kissing Kent while stroking his hard cock. Jade moved down Grace’s body, spread her legs and enjoyed Grace’s wet pusy.
Kent moved behind Jade and slid his cock into her as she was sucking and licking Grace’s pussy. He fucked her hard and fast, cumming deep in her.
Kent collapsed onto the bed, Grace moved over to him and kissed him. She then moved down taking his cock into her mouth. Jade started kissing Kent while Grace sucked and rubbed his cock.
Grace then straddled Kent’s hips, sliding his hard cock into her wet pussy. She moved back and forth taking him deep into her. She fucked him till he came in her.
During one of these sex filled meetings Jade asked Kent a question.
“Would you be happier if your wife just disappeared?”
“Probably,” Kent answered without putting much thought into it.
She didn’t bring it up again.
Kent had dressed for work and was pouring a cup of coffee when the phone rang, Kent answered.
“So are you happy now?” Jade asked.
“What, do you mean?” Kent asked slightly confused as to where this conversation was going.
“You can be happy now,” Jade said and hung up.
Kent stood there letting this sink in.
“What the hell is she talking about?” he asked to the empty room.
He called Jennifer, there was no answer just her voice mail.
Kent wandered around the house, trying to remember the last time he saw or talked to Jennifer. He had stopped by The Royal Flesh last night around 9 pm had a drink, Jade was working.
He remembered parking the car, grabbing the mail and sitting in front of the t.v. He assumed that he had fallen asleep in the chair, then had moved to the bedroom sometime early this morning.
He noticed that Jennifer’s purse, work bag and keys were still sitting on the hallway table by the door.
His phone rang.
“I taped it for you,” Jade said.
“Taped what?” Kent asked Jade just giggled and hung up.
“Fuck,” Kent called Jade back, she answered.
“When can I see it and you?” he asked.
“9 pm my place. You can meet Shane,” she answered.
“You’ll see,” she hung up giggling.
The alarm went off, James reached over to the nightstand and slammed the snooze button the clock read 6:00 am.
“Ugh…” James sat up and rubbed his eyes, “Another day in paradise,” he mumbled as he headed into the bathroom. Detective James Andrews showered, dressed and headed into work.
He entered the downtown police station at 9 am sharp. “There’s a message for you,” the desk attendant said.
Report of a body found out in the woods south of the park. James read.
Detective Andrews filled his coffee cup grabbed his notepad and hit the road.
“What do we have?” he asked the responding officer on scene.
“A woman in her late 30’s, dark hair, around 140 lbs, approximately 5’6″ wearing only a light pink, satin nightgown. Lacerations on her legs, arms and face. Marks on her wrists and ankles. Possible sexual assault,” the officer reported.
Detective James Andrews sat at his desk reading over the autopsy report on the now identified Jane Doe.
“So who did you piss off Mrs. Jennifer Miller?” James asked himself.
Bruises, lacerations and sexual assault. He read over the report. James reached for the phone to call Kent Miller listed as next of kin.
“Hello, is this Kent Miller?” James asked.
“Yes,” Kent answered.
“Mr. Miller, this is Detective James Andrews, I am afraid I have some unfortunate news for you concerning your wife Jennifer. Can you come in to the downtown police station?” James asked.
Kent closed his eyes, took a deep breath and cleared his throat.
“Is she dead?”
“Yes, she is, we need you to come in and identify the body,” James answered.
“Ok, I’ll be there as soon as I can,” Kent said and hung up.
After Kent had identified Jennifer’s body, and been asked so many questions he couldn’t think straight. He left the downtown police station and headed to Jade’s apartment.
Kent knocked on the door, Jade answered.
“You’re right on time, for tonight’s feature,” she said as he entered. A tall, skinny but strong looking guy was standing in the kitchen making popcorn.
“That’s Shane,” Jade said as she lead Kent to the couch facing the t.v.
Jade grabbed a bottle of Jack and three glasses off the counter. She sat the glasses down on the end table and poured.
“Drink,” she said as she handed Kent a glass.
“Sure,” he answered, Jade hit play and a home movie started playing.
Jade was the camera operator, it featured Jade and Shane breaking in to Kent’s house. They tiptoed through the house, showing Kent fast asleep in the living room. Then they went to the bedroom, where Jennifer was sleeping. Shane put his hand over her mouth and snatched her out of the bed, quickly binding her hands and feet together with large zip ties.
Shane handed Kent a bowl, Kent took it and sat it down on the end table. Slightly in shock as to what he was witnessing.
Then they were in the basement of Kent’s house. Jennifer was tied to a kitchen chair wearing her pink nightgown and Shane was pacing back and forth in front of her. He had a knife and was leaving shallow cuts along her arms and legs. Then he hit her across the face, Kent jumped at the sound and downed his drink.
Jade lit a cigarette and smiled at Shane. Then they were in the back of a van, Jennifer laid out on a blanket, her breathing was shallow but she was moaning.
Shane crawled over her, moved her nightgown up and…Kent closed his eyes, the anger and nausea hit him all at once.
Kent tried to get up, but couldn’t.
“Why would you do this?” he asked Jade.
“Because we fucking could,” she answered moving over towards Kent and kissing him on the cheek.
Kent pushed Jade back, stood up and left the apartment. He made it as far as his car, then leaned over and threw up.
Shane left Jade’s apartment a little after 1am, he dropped his skateboard in the middle of the street and headed downhill towards 6th Ave. and the 24 hour convenience store.
“Of course he’s a skater heading out for a pack of cigarettes and a drink,” Kent mumbled to himself, from behind the wheel of a beat up old pickup truck he had purchased with cash from a rancher two towns over.
Shane found his thirst for doing the unspeakable during his young adult life. His first was Heather, she was a adventurous active young woman with an open mind when it came to Shane asking her to perform sexual acts for him. She let him tie her up even smack her around a little. Heather enjoyed the tingles of pleasure mixed with the stinging pain.
On this particular night Heather was laying on the bed naked with her hands tied behind her back. Shane flipped her over on to her back and straddled her hips, he leaned down over her and kissed her deeply. He rubbed her breasts and caressed her neck.
Shane’s grip tightened around her slim neck, he could feel her heart racing under his hands. He spread her legs apart with his knees and slid his erect cock into her.
As her lips turned blue and her breath ceased Shane came deep in her. Watching her eyes glaze over and go dark.
Kent dropped the truck into gear and followed Shane.
As Shane got ready to turn on to 6th Ave. Kent gunned the engine, he collided with Shane and just kept driving.
Straight down 6th Ave. and onto route 21 where he knew a place out by the river where a burned out old pickup truck wouldn’t gain any attention.
Jade answered the door.
“What do you want?” she asked Kent.
“You,” Kent pushed his way into her apartment, grabbing Jade by the waist and kissing her.
He lead her over to the bed, pushed her down so that she was laying on her back, looking up at him. Kent sat across her hips and pinned down her arms above her head.
He leaned down and kissed her, she smiled. Kent moved his hands down to her neck stroking it gently. Then his grip tightened Jade panicked and grabbed at Kent’s wrists. He squeezed and felt her twitching beneath him.
She fell lifeless like a ragdoll upon the bed. When his hands slipped from their grip around her throat.
Kent got off the bed and started looking around Jade’s apartment he found a shoe box sitting on the dresser. He opened it, there were hundreds of photos of Jade and Shane in a variety of sexual positions.
Kent picked one, it was Jade naked and bound. Her hands tied behind her back and a gag stuffed in her mouth.
“What the fuck,” Kent said to the silent room.
Kent brought an arrangement of flowers out to Jennifer’s grave.
“It’s done,” he said as he laid the flowers down in front of her head stone, roses her favorite.
An envelope addressed to one Detective James Andrews was delivered to the downtown police station.
James opened it, a videotape with a sticky note attached said “Jennifer Miller.”
Grace opened her eyes, and tied to focus on the bedside alarm clock. It was flashing 12:00.
“Fuck,” Grace said as she sat up and took in where she was.
Naked on a bed in a crappy motel room, except this time there were two other bodies in the room with her. Two guys laid naked on the bed with her. She looked around taking in the trashed room and headed to the bathroom.
Grace splashed some water on her face, looked in the mirror at her bloodshot eyes and pale complexion. She ran her fingers through her stringy red hair and got into the shower.
While she soaped up and washed off the nights festivities, the details of last nights events slowly seeped back to her.
She had gone out to a bar to shoot pool and have a good time, Grace had gotten to a point in her life where she wanted to embrace the now. She felt that her adventuring party days were fleeting. She needed to feed that craving to get her fix that sexual high that drove her more and more.
Grace entered the Late Night Spot around 10 pm, wearing her tight jeans and even tighter tee-shirt. She ordered her usual a beer followed by a shot of Jack. She sized up the room took note of the guys playing pool and made her decision to take at least one of them home.
The two guys shooting pool were good looking average mid 40’s and appear to be enjoying their night out. Grace approached the pool table and invited herself to play the winner of the next game.
Grace did what she does best, flirting, leaning in over the table, rubbing up against each of them in passing. She won the first set of three games and then challenged them to a best of five. After about two hours of flirting, small talk and four more shots of Jack, Grace was more than ready to take one or both of them home.
Grace put her cue down on the pool table and invited the guys back to her motel room. They both agreed. In the parking lot Grace introduced herself to them.
“Grace,” she said as she put out her hand to the first guy.
“Tom,” he said and shook her hand. She then faced the other guy.
“Robert,” he said and also shook her hand.
“You can follow me, there’s a Westside Motel about a mile down,” Grace said and got into her honda.
Tom and Robert got into their truck and followed Grace to the motel. Grace parked in front of room 14 and the three of them entered. Tom a good looking, average guy, made the first move.
He stood in front of Grace and kissed her, he slid his hands around her waist, moved down to her ass and squeezed pulling her into him. Grace kissed him back and could feel his hard cock up against her. She ran her hand down to his croch and rubbed.
Tom let out a moan and ran his hand over her breast, stopping to pinch her erect nipple. She took a step back from Tom and removed her shirt, showing off her dark purple satin bra.
Robert who had been watching all this go down, moved across the room to them and stood behind Grace. He moved her red shoulder length hair to one side and leaned down to kiss her neck while rubbing her shoulders.
Grace stepped back into him and could feel his hard cock rub up against her. Grace let out a moan and Tom moved in to kiss her. Tom moved down the front of Grace unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them down to her ankles, she stepped out of them.
Tom then moved back up her legs kissing the inside of her thighs and removed her pink lace panties. Tom started to lick and suck sliding his tongue into her pussy.
Robert unfastened Grace’s bra and let it drop to the floor, he caressed her breasts and pinched her erect nipples. Grace let out a moan and ran her hands through Tom’s hair pushing him deeper into her.
Tom stood up and kissed Grace, she moved over and sat on the edge of the bed. Robert took out a bottle of Jack Daniels from a bag of groceries that Grace had gotten earlier.
Opened it, took a drink, he then handed it to Grace, she took a drink and handed it off to Tom who also took a hit and put the bottle down on the table. Tom then moved over towards Robert and kissed him. The two guys then shed their clothes and joined Grace on the bed.
Grace laid in between the two of them she kissed Robert and then rolled over to kiss Tom. Grace moved down and took Tom’s hard cock into her mouth. Letting it slide in and out while running her hand up and down his shaft. Robert moved towards Tom and started kissing him. Grace keep sucking till she could taste his pre-cum.
Grace then moved up and straddled Tom’s hips letting his hard cock slide into her wet pussy. She moved back and forth pushing him deep into her.
Robert moved up and started sucking on Graces erect nipples, he ran his hand down and slid his finger into her pussy making her moan. Grace started trusting harder and faster Tom arched his back and came deep inside her, Grace leaned back letting Robert rub her clit till she came.
Grace moved off of Tom, took a seat at the table and took a long drink from the bottle of Jack.
“Do either of you have a cigarette?” she asked.
Robert grabbed his jeans from the floor, pulled out a pack and tossed them to her. Grace lit a cigarette and took a long drag, Robert sat at the table with her and lit one as well.
Tom took the bottle of Jack off the table and took a few long drinks. They all sat in silence just breathing. Grace was deciding if she was done or if this was going to go to a next level.
“Does anyone need to be anywhere soon?” she asked. Tom and Robert exchanged glances.
“Not really,” Tom answered and downed another swoallow of Jack. Grace smiled.
“Good so who’s up for round two?”
Tom got up and went into the bathroom. Robert stood up in front of Grace, took her hand and led her over to the bed. She laid down on the bed and Robert lowered himself between her legs and enjoyed what Tom had left in her pussy. Grace arched her back and moaned when he slid his fingers into her while sucking on her clit.
Robert moved up her body kissing and caressing it, he kissed her deeply she could taste cum on his lips. He moved on top of her and slid his hard cock into her wet pussy. Robert let his cock slid into her and then pulled back teasing her with just the tip, making her squirm.
“How badly do you want it?” Robert asked.
“Please, please fuck me,” Grace begged.
Robert grinned at her then thrusted deep into her, Grace yelled out. Robert stopped and turned Grace over onto her stomach. She moved up to her hands and knees.
Tom had come out of the bathroom and was watching, stroking his erect cock. He moved over to Grace and slid his cock into her mouth. She sucked eagerly letting him fuck her mouth.
Robert was behind Grace sliding his fingers in and out of her pussy, pushing deeper into her each time. He then slowly pushed the tip of his cock into her ass, Grace let out a moan, taking Tom’s cock deeper into her mouth. Robert slid his cock into her ass, fucking her slowly. He then slapped her hard on the ass. Grace cried out letting go of Tom.
Tom looked at Robert and then moved over and kissed him and whispered something in his ear. Robert smiled and moved off the bed.
He picked up his jeans and pulled out his belt, he folded it in half. A loud snap rung out, Grace jumped, turned and looked at Robert standing behind her with his thick leather belt in hand.
Grace knelled on the bed in front of him, Robert kissed her, he pushed her on to her back. Tom grabbed her wrists and Robert handed him the belt, he tied her hands together, then fastened the belt to the headboard.
Robert took a drink from the bottle of Jack then poured it over Grace’s body. She squrimed as it splashed across her breasts and stomach. Tom started licking up the spill off of Grace’s breasts, sucking on her hard nipples. As Robert sucked the Jack Daniels out of Grace’s bellybutton.
They worked their way up and down Grace’s body, licking and sucking up every drop. Grace’s body tingled from the sensation, her pussy dripping with cum.
Tom unfasten the belt from the headboard, and untied Grace’s wrists.
“Fuck me,” he said Grace got up, kissed Tom and pushed him onto his back in the middle of the bed.
She stroked his cock, sliding it into her drenched pussy. Tom moaned and thrusted into her. Robert got behind Grace and rubbed her shoulders and kissed her neck as she fucked Tom.
Robert then tightened his grip around her neck, pushed her forward and slid his cock into her ass. Tom grabbed Grace’s neck and kissed her deeply while Robert pushed deeper into her ass.
Grace took them both, feeling Tom deep in her pussy, and having Robert in her ass, Grace’s pussy tighten around Tom’s cock as she pushed back against Robert taking him deeper, her body shuddered as she felt them cum in her.
She collapsed laying on top of Tom, he kissed her and moved her off of him. Robert layed next to them running his hand up and down Grace’s back.
Robert and Tom went to take a shower and Grace feel asleep.
Grace awoke to Robert kissing her, as he slid his fingers into her pussy. Thrusting them deep into her, Tom leaned over and kissed her, he was stroking his cock, laying up against her.
Tom stroked faster, while sucking on Grace’s nipple, she moaned and went to move her arm, only to find that her wrists were once again tied to the headboard with Robert’s belt.
“Just relax,” Robert told her. Grace closed her eyes as Robert continued to finger her, working more of his fingers deeper into her.
Robert watched as Tom moved on to his knees and continued to rub his cock, he came, all over Grace’s breasts. Robert moved on top of Grace slid his cock into her wet pussy, thrusting deep into her. He leaned over and kissed Tom while he fucked her.
They untied Grace finished off the bottle of Jack and passed out on the bed.
Grace stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel and went to find her clothes. She got dressed and left the Westside motel and drove back home to Eric.
Grace unlocked the door to room 17 at the Pine Oaks Inn off of highway 25. She switched on the lamp next to the door and took in the $50 a night motel room.
“The things I do for a fix.” Grace muttered as she put her overnight bag in the closet next to the bathroom.
Grace showered and dressed, choosing her low-cut black top and tight fitting dark jeans, with a simple pair of navy blue pumps.
She clipped back her dark red hair and applied her favorite coral lipstick.
“Good enough,” she said to the room putting her ID and cash into her pockets.
Grace entered the rundown roadhouse, took a seat at the bar and ordered a shot of jack.
“You don’t have to do this,” a voice said from behind her.
Grace turned around Eric was standing there looking disappointed.
Grace stared at him, she couldn’t stop the tears from coming. Eric put his arm around her and they headed back to the Pine Oaks Inn. Grace gathered her things and followed Eric home.
Eric handed Grace a drink and sat next to her on the couch. He downed his drink and faced her. He reached behind her and unclipped her hair. He leaned in and kissed her tenderly on the lips.
“I love you,” he said, she moved forward and kissed him.
“I love you too,” Grace put her head on his shoulder.
He took her hand and lead her into the bedroom. Eric pulled her shirt over her head, unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down to her ankles. She stepped out of them. He hugged her, kissed her neck and unfastened her bra. She slid off her panties and laid on the bed.
Eric undressed and joined her, he slid his hand in-between her legs and rubbed her clit. Grace moaned and kissed him, she rubbed his cock. He slid his fingers into her making her pussy wet.
“Fuck me, please,” Grace begged.
Eric moved on top of her, he slid his tongue into her mouth and kissed her deeply. He kissed down her neck to her breasts, sucking on her erect nipples. Grace moaned and ran her hands through his hair. He slid his hard cock into her wet pussy she arched her back and pushed against him making herself cum. Eric thrusted faster and harder, cumming deep in her.
Grace awoke the next morning with a purpose, to be here with Eric, to distance herself from the craving. That feeling of need and sexual desire that haunted her.
Grace dressed in a nice pair of jeans with a conservative top and a pair of walking shoes. She went out not sure of what she was looking for.
After hours of exploring around the downtown area, she found herself standing in front of St. Anthony’s. Grace took a deep breath and entered the church.
The building was lit by streams of sunlight passing through the stained glass windows. Creating rainbows falling over the pews.
Grace entered the confessional and poured her heart out to the priest. She told him about picking up random guys in bars, that she needed sex, craved the high. The adrenaline rush from being with a stranger. She even told him about wanting and having another woman.
Father Gabriel listened to her, he tried not to be aroused by her confession. He explained to her that it wasn’t too late to save her soul.
As Grace was leaving St. Anthony’s Father Gabriel a clean-shaven, good looking guy, in his late thirties with short dark hair and even darker eyes stopped her.
“I lead a women’s group two nights a week if you would like to join us,” he handed her a flyer.
“Thank you, I will think about it,” she said taking the flyer.
“Please do,” Father Gabriel said, taking her hand and giving it a light squeeze. Grace smiled at him and left.
Father Gabriel entered his office he stood in front of his desk thinking about what Grace had confessed. He picked up a small silver bell and rang it. Sister Bernadette entered the office, her eyes glazed over and her voice void of feeling. “Yes Father?”
“I need you to relieve me,” he said. She nodded, she stood in front of him unbuckled, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Dropped to her knees and took his hard cock into her mouth. He leaned back against the desk and enjoyed feeling her suck his cock. She let him slide in and out of her mouth, sucking harder and harder. He grabbed her head and came in her mouth.
“Swallow,” Father Gabriel ordered. Sister Bernadette swallowed and stood up.
“Now hike up your skirt and take off your panties.” She obeyed pulling up her skirt and removing her white cotton panties.
“Good,” he smiled at her. He ran his hand up her bare leg and started to rub her pussy.
“Do you like that?” he asked.
“Yes Father,” she replied. He slid his fingers into her now wet pussy thrusting them in and out of her making her moan.
“Cum for me,” he ordered.
“Yes Father,” she gasped. Her body tightened up a shudder ran through her, then her body went limp in Father Gabriel’s arms.
He removed his hand from in-between her legs, kissed her lightly on the lips and whispered something in her ear.
“You’re excused now,” he said. Sister Bernadette straighten her skirt, picked up her panties and left the office.
As Grace was making dinner, she keep glancing at the flyer. Thinking to herself “Why do I want this?”
She mentioned it to Eric.
“Check it out, see if it feels right,” he told her.
On the following Thursday night at 5:30 pm Grace entered St. Anthony’s rec room in the basement of the church. There were yellow plastic school chairs set out in a semicircle facing a podium and chalkboard.
“Hello Grace, it’s good to see you,” Father Gabriel said as he took her hand.
Grace smiled and took a seat.
“You appear to be the only one tonight,” he said pulling one of the chairs to sit in front of her.
“So we’ll just have a one on one conversation,” Father Gabriel smiled and took her hand.
Grace listened as Father Gabriel talked and talked. She felt very calm and relaxed while listening to him. Although she couldn’t quite recall exactly what he had said.
Grace continued to meet with Father Gabriel twice a week for the following three weeks. Each time she questioned why she felt so compelled to go.
It was after this third week of meetings that Eric started becoming aware that something was off. He had asked Grace how it was and what she thought of it. All he ever got was vague answers of it was fine.
Eric’s growing concern for Grace and suspicion of Father Gabriel lead him to begin an investigation of the Father.
On this Thursday night in late July Detective Eric Stone decided to follow Grace to St. Anthony’s. He made his way around to the back of the Church and found a window that looked into the basement rec room.
Grace was sitting in the one yellow school chair placed in the center of the room. Father Gabriel walked towards her and kneeled down in front of her. He slid her shoes off and caressed her bare feet. He started talking to her. Eric couldn’t hear what was being said but it appeared to him that the Father was hypnotizing Grace.
Father Gabriel arose and walked over to the podium and took out a polaroid camera. He addressed Grace, she stood up and removed her shirt and jeans.
Then she just stood there in her purple lace bra and panties. Eric then noticed a second woman standing next to the piano also only wearing a bra and panties.
Eric watched as this woman approached Grace and started kissing her. Meanwhile Father Gabriel had started taking pictures of the two women making out.
“What the fuck did you get yourself into Grace,” Eric mumbled to himself.
Eric turned over the clock on the nightstand read 1 am he got up, dressed and drove to the church. He managed to unlatch a basement window, he dropped down into the basement. Eric searched for the polaroids that Father Gabriel had taken.
After not finding anything in the basement, he made his way upstairs to the Father’s office. There in the bottom right-hand drawer was a shoebox full of polaroids. Eric flipped through the photos, under the polaroids were three disks, Eric put them in his jacket pocket, he took the box and left.
Eric sat in front of his laptop watching the disks he had found. They were Father Gabriel’s home movies. Featuring Sister Bernadette, Grace and Father Gabriel. Eric decided that Grace didn’t need to know about the home movies.
Grace awoke to the smell of bacon and coffee.
“What’s up?” she asked as she took a seat at the kitchen table.
“Morning, eat,” Eric said as he put a plate down in front of her and kissed her on the head.
Grace ate, then asked again, “What is up?”
Eric took out the shoebox, sat it on the table, took Grace’s hand and explained what he had found.
Grace looked at the photos.
“What the fuck, I don’t remember doing any of this,” she said. Grace looked at Eric.
“What do we do now?” she asked. Eric smiled at her, he leaned over and kissed her.
Eric entered Father Gabriel’s bedroom at 3 am he quickly duct taped the Father’s wrists and ankles together. Then he taped his mouth shut.
Father Gabriel awoke in a panic, Eric held him down.
“You brought this on yourself,” Eric told him.
Eric took Father Gabriel into the church’s kitchen and sat him on a chair placed in the walk-in fridge. While Eric was taping the Father’s legs to the yellow school chair, Grace was pulling knives out of the utensil drawer and laying them out across the counter.
“So Father, any last words?” Grace pulled the tape from his mouth.
“Don’t do this Grace, I beg you,” Father Gabriel pleaded.
“You know Father, when I sleep with people, it’s consensual,” Grace said picking up a knife and standing in front of Father Gabriel.
Eric watched as Grace slid the knife across Father Gabriel’s thigh.
“Fuck Grace,” Father Gabriel yelled.
“Anything you want to confesse Father?” Eric asked.
Father Gabriel shook his head. Grace looked at Eric.
“I love you,” she said.
“I love you too,” he said. She kissed him.
Grace moved to stand behind Father Gabriel, she kissed him on the cheek and whispered,
“All you had to do was ask,” she pulled the knife across his neck letting it slice in deeply. Blood poured from his neck and he slumped over.