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Heād jerk off over me, make me suck his dick sometimes, then heād come all over my face.
Always my face.
I couldnāt breathe. I couldnāt move. All I could do was pretend it wasnāt happening to me. I floated to the stars on the ceiling of my room and stayed there watching the broken version of me being molested and unable to breathe.
āShh, Preston.ā
āStay quiet, Preston.ā
āDonāt tell, Mommy, okay? Sheāll hate you if you ruin her happiness, and sheāll leave you just like your daddy did.ā
āYour parents donāt love you, Preston. You were just born because they needed someone to inherit their money.ā
āI love you, Preston. Iām the only one whoās ever loved you. You know that?ā
āItās your fault Iām like this.ā
āIām not hurting you, see? I could fuck you, but I wonāt ruin you like that. Iām just training you so you can please me better. Until youāre a bit bigger, Iāll continue to picture your pretty face as I fuck your momās ass.ā
āShe really hates it when youāre withdrawn during meals. If you keep flinching and acting dramatic, sheāll get rid of you.ā
I believed him.
After my parentsā marriage ended, I couldnāt risk Mom abandoning me, too.
The idea of being all alone terrified me.
To this day, it still does.
In my mind, it was simpleāto keep my mom, I needed to stay quiet.
Once, I was with Dad for a few days, and I was so happy I didnāt have to see Claude. For once, I wouldnāt be crushed by his heavy body, nor would I be gagged by peppery musk mixed with that overpowering smell of cigarettes.
But I still couldnāt sleep well. I spent most of the nights watching the door, imagining it creaking as his silhouette peeked through. On the last night at my dadās, before I had to go home, my stomach churned, and bile rose in my throat.
I threw up a couple of times and held on to Dad with all my might, crying like a little bitch when he dropped me off at Momās.
When he asked me what was wrong, I wanted to scream, āHelp me, Daddy. Thereās a man who keeps hurting me, and I donāt like it.ā
But Mom appeared at the door and yanked me from his arms, and I just kept my mouth shut.
And I had to tell myself things such asā¦
āStay quiet.ā
āPut up with it.ā
āThat way, your mom wonāt hate you.ā
āThat way, youāll always have someone and you wonāt be all alone.ā
āItās okay, Preston. If you look at the stars, stay calm, and donāt fight, youāll eventually be able to breathe.ā
It was the worst when I fought. Claude would be more brutal and vicious. Heād slam a pillow on my face and hold it there as I thrashed and kicked and my muffled screams echoed in the air.
My whole world would be black, soulless, and cold. Iādscream Momās and Dadās names, but they wouldnāt hear me.
I felt so alone.