Chapter 202: Nathan Davis, I Hate You

(Triggered Warning: This `chapter`` contains a sex scene and inappropriate words. If you're not comfortable reading it kindly skip it and move to another `chapter``)

Nathan looked Crystal in the eyes and rudely” Bopped!” her on the nose. “Do you renege?” he asked playfully.

Crystal sighed and said, “I do not.”

Nathan reached out without a word, dragged her into his arms, and began to caress her back. She went limp in his arms, and when his free hand found her thigh beneath her skirt, she forced herself not to flinch. She reminded herself to - Think of the money.

Nathan brushed her ear with his nose and whispered. “I’ve turned you on. I can tell.” As he spoke, he moved his hand closer to her pussy, and her skin broke out in gooseflesh. After being with Nathan before, her body had been conditioned to be very sensitive to his touch. Her body felt feverish as if her blood vessels had been injected with an aphrodisiac, and she felt her panties dampen.

Against her will, Crystal had become aroused. Nathan’s warm breath, the temperature of his skin, and the tender touch of his fingers inspired her most primitive instincts to come to life. Along with those natural instincts, though, came the socially programmed feelings of shame and hate. I am no different from a dirty wh*re - she realized. Still, she could not help but moan as Nathan’s thumb brushed against her vulva, and she lifted her hips to embrace his palm.

Across the room from them, they could hear Helen breathing. Occasionally, she mumbled. She had a dainty snore that was precious rather than obnoxious. Crystal had no idea how she would respond if she woke up and saw what they were doing, but as Nathan rubbed her clitoris with his index finger, she discovered she did not care.

It would serve her right! - thought Crystal, wickedly, for all the times Helen had used her position of privilege to belittle her.

So far, all of Nathan’s “below-the-belt play” had been above her panties, and when he tried to push them out of the way, she tightened her legs against him. “No!” she hissed. “Not that!”

Nathan blew on her ear and whispered, “Why not? Can’t you bear it?”

As he used his strong hand to force her legs apart, she began to regret her decision to sell her body to him. “Let go of me!” she cried. She rolled her eyes at him and clenched her teeth.

Nathan: “Everyone has been having sex with you, Mrs. Bush. There’s no need for you to pretend to be reserved. And besides, the night has just begun. Don’t forget your obligations, my plaything.”

“Don’t!” Crystal whined. She was trying to keep her voice low so that she didn’t wake Helen.

“Don’t what?” Nathan asked as he bit her ear. “Don’t stop?”

Crystal clenched her teeth and said, “Stop it! Obviously! I mean, stop it!”

Nathan smirked as he rubbed her pubic mound over her underwear. Finally, his hand came out, and he shoved it into her face. “You don’t want me to stop,” he laughed, “so quit playing around. Look at how wet you are. You’re practically sopping wet!”

Crystal cursed as she reached out to push his hand away. “Does it make you happy to degrade me like this?”

Nathan: “Sure, it does. Did you think that I would make this easy for you?”

“Why do we have to do it in front of Helen,” Crystal whined. “We could go somewhere else...”

The most insulting thing was not his humiliating words or even the things he was doing. The worst thing about what he was doing was that he was doing it in front of another woman.

“Forget that!” Nathan snarled, and he tore her skirt off. She seized one end of the fabric and tried to use it to cover the front of her panties. By now, they were utterly translucent, and Nathan could see every crease and fold.

Crystal gasped and said, “If you do this, I won’t forgive you!”

Nathan shrugged. He wanted her to think that he did not care what she said, but when she started to cry, his heart ached. He could not wait to renew his old romance with her. Seeing her being intimate with Eric, though, and knowing that she intended to marry him, had sent him into a downward spiral - and now he wanted her to pay.

He thought about how Eric and Crystal had fucked in the spare room while everyone was eating. He had wished that he could rush in and take her by force, right there in front of Eric.

Then Eric would have known who Crystal belonged to.

Crystal widened her eyes with disbelief, and her pupils enlarged as Nathan applied pressure to her clitoris. She couldn’t believe that he was pleasuring her in a room where another woman was present, but he seemed not bothered, and her vag*nal fluid made her powerless to resist his invasion.

Her vision blurred as he slipped his hand into her underwear. He found her mons pubis, applied pressure, and made slow circles. Her heart was beating rapidly, and she bit her lower lip to keep from screaming. Her mouth filled with blood, but she didn’t feel the pain.

Crystal’s body tensed up as she experienced her first orgasm in what seemed an exceedingly long time. Once it was done, though, she felt dirty, and she began to struggle to escape Nathan’s grip. Unfortunately, he seemed to have expected that, and he held her in place with one hand pressed against her abdomen and the other on her pubic mound.

Nathan shoved two fingers inside of Crystal, and all her oxygen escaped her. Once she settled, he leaned over her, smiled, and said, “If you want to wake her up, keep struggling. Twist and shout for all I care!”

When Crystal heard that, she went limp. “I give up,” she said. “Do whatever you want...”

“Good girl.” Nathan leaned in, kissed her ear, and said, “If you want the money to save your friend’s Father, you had best behave.”

As Nathan flexed his arm, Crystal saw the engraving on his arm. She touched it listlessly and whispered, “Nathan Davis... I hate you...”

Nathan could not bear to hear that, and for the rest of the night, he treated her extremely gently. But it was still the cruelest sex that they had ever had for Crystal, and it left a painful shadow on her heart.