All Chapters of Surrender To Unhinged Psychopaths : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Elena Whitmore's Point Of View.I could barely breathe.Ethan had me pushed against the wall in my bedroom. He kissed me hard, shoving his tongue deep into my mouth. His tongue moved fast and rough, licking and sucking everything inside.His hands grabbed my 36C breasts and squeezed them hard, pinching my nipples until they hurt. It does not matter if it hurts, I thought. I am only here to make him happy. If squeezing my tits hard makes him feel good, then I am more than happy to let him do it. I am lucky he stays with someone as boring as me.I have nothing else to offer, that'swhy even the moment, it felt too rough, I did not push him away. I just moaned in a low, deep voice so he would know I was trying to please him. After a moment, I felt his fingers slide under my shirt and reach for the hook of my bra. My heart started beating very fast.I wanted to please him, to feel his hands all over me, to give him everything he desired. A part of me was already melting, already imagining

Elena Whitmore's Point Of View.I stood outside Ethan's door for what felt like forever, staring at the cum-stained hanky in my hand. The sticky wetness on my fingers made me feel sick while my chest hurt so much that I could barely breathe.How did I become this? I thought. Just a few hours ago I was willing to give him everything, and now I am standing here holding another girl's cum on a piece of cloth he wiped his cock. I felt dirty, pathetic, and completely broken. I hated myself for still wanting his approval even after all that.Just as I turned to leave the apartment with heavy heart, I caught a movement from the corner of my eye. A large shadow moved behind the kitchen counter. I took one shaky step back, the moment he stepped into the light.A man in his late thirties, much taller than Ethan, with wide, powerful shoulders and a strong, muscular chest that stretched his dark shirt. His arms were thick and veined, the muscles were clearly visible even under the fabric. A blac

Elena Whitmore's Point Of View.I woke up slowly in Marcus's warm black sheets. For a moment everything felt hazy, but then the shame slammed into me. I was the pathetic girl who had cried and begged while Ethan fucked Sarah. The worthless virgin who had decided to offer her body to him only to be thrown away like trash. And now I had let his uncle use me the very same night. My thighs still ached pleasantly, sore from being spread so wide the night before. I shifted under the sheets and felt a dull, warm throb between my legs which was a slick but sensitive reminder that I had cum harder than I ever had in my life, screaming for a man I barely knew.The contrast made fresh humiliation wash over me. What kind of pathetic, desperate slut am I? I thought.One rejection from Ethan and I had spread my legs for his uncle the same night. The shame burned hot in my chest, but it was mixed with something else now; a needy, fluttering feeling low in my belly.On the bedside table sat a small

Elena Whitmore's Point Of View.Everything after Marcus's promise became a blur of hands, mouths, and overwhelming pleasure.It started with Damien.He pulled me closer on his lap, my heavy 36C breasts were completely bare in front of all four men. He groaned in appreciation and immediately cupped them from behind, squeezing my soft flesh roughly while his thumbs flicked over my hard nipples."Fuck, these tits are perfect," he muttered, burying his face in my neck and sucking on my skin.I moaned softly, arching my back as he played with me. Victor moved in front, leaning down to take one of my nipples into his hot mouth, sucking hard. Lucas stood beside us, stroking his cock while watching.Marcus sat back for a moment, watching with dark eyes as his friends started using my body.A strange, hazy thought floated through my mind. For the first time in my life, I felt strangely free.I had spent so long trying to control everything; trying to be good enough, trying to make Ethan stay,

Elena Whitmore's Point Of View.Marcus turned on all the bright ceiling lights, flooding the room with harsh, unforgiving illumination. There was nowhere to hide. Every inch of my body; my cum-covered face, my red slapped tits and my dripping pussy was now completely exposed under the bright lights.This is really happening, I thought, my heart pounding wildly. They're going to record everything. Everyone will see me like this; naked, covered in cum, getting fucked like a whore.I felt a deep wave of humiliation wash over me. The old Elena, the shy virgin who wanted to wait until marriage, was completely gone. In her place was this desperate, broken girl who was about to lose her virginity on camera in front of four men.And the scariest part?A big part of me wanted it.When I rolled over, I saw them clearly. All three of Marcus's friends were sitting on the sofa across from the bed, now completely naked. Their semi-hard cocks hung heavy between their legs as they casually sipped bee