Read [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/unavl7/kara_is_screwedpart_1_mf_voyeurism_voyeur_gets/) and [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/upy26b/kara_is_screwedpart_2_mf_domsub_con/) if you want to.
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Previously on Part 2:
*“I said, who owns you?”*
*Kara’s mind goes blank. She is a smart, successful student. She had to work very hard to get where she was today. She wasn’t owned by any man. Kara’s mouth opens to angrily reply when she feels Sean begin to slow his thrusting. Immediately the impending orgasm begins to fade. Kara panics, tries to squirm but Sean has her firmly in his grasp. She can see him out of the corner of her eye. Smirking. Fucking smirking. She realizes she has no choice but to submit.*
*“Y-you do” gasps Kara finally.*
*“What was that?”*
*“You do. Please. You own me.”*
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Kara awakens the next day having barely slept the night before. She checks her phone. No messages from Sean. Just a notification that her history paper was late and no extensions would be granted. She sighs to herself. She really is going to be one of those girls that Sean uses and discards the next day. The thought makes her angry, but also a bit sad. It goes without saying that that was the best sex of her life. She needed more.
Kara’s first class didn’t start for another hour so she slowly got ready and made her way onto campus. As she walks up the steps to the main building, she sees him. Sean. Laughing with a group of friends. She turns bright red. He probably told everyone he banged her and Monique in the same spot on the same night. She hurries past them.
Moving from her first class to the second, Kara spots Sean again. This time alone. Fuck it, she thinks and purposefully strides up to him.
“Where do you get off?” she demands
“Excuse me.”
“Where the hell do you get off, telling the entire school about last night?” Kara fights back angry tears.
“I haven’t told anyone.”
“Sure” Kara says as she rolls her eyes.
“No, really, I haven’t. Don’t you think your socials would be flooded if that were the case? Wouldn’t your friends have messaged you?”
“Oh”
“Oh is right Ms Chalmers.” Sean retorted dryly.
“S-sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it, it won’t put a damper on last night.” said Sean “Plus, it gives me the opportunity to teach you some manners.”
Kara gulped, her mouth dry.
“I would like that” she admitted “how about tonight? Your place?” She had heard from her friends that Sean rarely fucked at his own house. He reserved that privilege for those he deemed *special*.
“No, I don’t think so.”
“Oh” Kara’s face fell.
“How about, that storage closet, 15 minutes?” Sean stared intensely into Kara’s eyes as he asked the question.
“W-wha-“ Kara began blushing.
Sean sighed, looked almost disappointed and began “I want you, Kara. To go into that storage closet now, take of all your clothes, get on your knees and face away from the door. I will meet you in about fifteen minutes, maybe twenty.” He spoke slowly, as one would to a confused child.
Kara opened her mouth in indignation.
“It’s the middle of the day” she spluttered “anyone could walk in and see-“
“Exactly.” Sean cut off “To be honest, with that body, they might do more than see.” They stare at each other. Sean stepped in close and lightly stroked Kara’s cheek.
“I thought you enjoyed last night” he began softly “but if this is too much for you, I get it, we can end it.”
Kara didn’t want that. She tilted her head into Sean’s hand, enjoying a rare tender moment and sighed as it he took it away.
“Ok. I’ll do it.”
“That’s my girl. Give me your phone.”
Kara was confused. “My phone?”
“Well you don’t have a watch but I don’t want you checking the time. Hand it over.”
Kara obeyed, handing Sean the phone. She swallowed
“Now remember. Naked and facing away from the door. Break the rules and we’re done.”
Nodding, Kara made her way to the storage closet and went inside. Sean and his fucking rules.
It was a small space, about half the size of her dorm room. There were a few shelves haphazardly stacked with bottles and cleaning supplies. The whole place smelled pungently of chemicals and was incredibly dusty. In one corner there was a stained sofa chair that had definitely seen better days. Kara gulped. Sean probably wanted to do it on that. At least it seemed like the place wasn’t frequently used.
Kara had been planning on waiting to close to the 15 minute mark to strip her clothes but Sean had foiled that plan by taking her phone. Besides, she realized that she couldn’t be sure he wouldn’t come in earlier. She knew that if she wasn’t naked and facing away from the door, he would call the whole thing off. He was completely and utterly in control. Kara took off her clothes and shivered to herself at the cold. She got on her knees and faced away from the door. Though it was hard to admit to herself, Kara was excited, the anticipation was killing her. And well, she was wet.
As the minutes slowly dragged by, the anticipation increased. Kara wondered what Sean was going to do to her. She hadn’t given him head yet. Maybe cow girl, although that didn’t seem his style. Panic crossed her mind when she though he might want to try anal. Kara had never done that before, and she wasn’t exactly prepped.
Kara lost track of time. Surely it had been more than 15 minutes. Fucking sicko, Sean was probably getting off on the idea of her, naked and waiting in a storage closet on a Friday morning. Maybe he was telling his friends. Prof Beeker was already upset with her about the late history essay, now she was going to be late to his class. The sound of the storage closet door opening broke her train of thought.
It took all of Kara’s willpower to not turn to the sound. She knew how strictly Sean enforced the rules. For a moment there was just silence. And then she heard a step toward her. Then another. Kara smiled to herself. Yes, she was being asked to do some slightly degrading things, but the pay off – getting another mind blowing orgasm from Sean would be well worth it.
She felt a hand firmly grasp her pussy from behind, the other was snaking its way up her back to the nape of her neck. Both hands then slide to her breasts and pinch and twist her nipples sharply. Kara cries out, a sweet mix of pain and pleasure. Her ass is smacked. Once, twice and again. The hands then play with her wet pussy, and Kara melts into the form behind her.
“Damn, you really know what you’re doing Sean.” She moans breathlessly as the pressures in her core begin to deepen.
He doesn’t respond and continues the assault on her senses. One hand working her breasts, the other pumping in and out of her pussy. Every now and then a firm smack to her ass in worked in. Kara realizes she wasn’t going to last long.
“Sean, you can slow down” Kara moans “fuck I’m already so close.”
Again no response. Instead he enters her deeply while curling his body over Kara’s so that his chin pushes firmly on her upper back. Kara feels the scratch of his beard against her skin.
Wait. Sean doesn’t have a beard.
Kara’s eyes widen. Sean was quite verbal, teasing, and demanding when they fucked yesterday. Not silent. Shit. Shit. Shit. Kara tries to turn her head but cannot due to the weight and force of the thrusts from the man behind her. She’s stuck.
The thrusting deepens within her. To Kara’s shame, the pleasurable pressure continues to build within her pussy. She’s sweaty. She has no idea who she is fucking. And she likes it. No, she fucking loves it. The man lifts her face up off the ground, grabbing her firmly by the neck. Kara realizes she finally can speak. But as she opens her mouth, two large fingers are forced deep into her mouth. The man deepens his thrusting. Kara is close to the edge. The sweat builds, the flashes of light dance over her eyes. The man gives one final deep thrust and cums in her. As he does all the tension built up in Kara is released and she cums as well. Kara closes her eyes and rides the blissful waves.
The man grunts and turns her over. Kara reluctantly opens her eyes, part of her not wanting to know who she just fucked. She looks up and sees Sean staring down at her smugly.
“But, but I thought it wasn-” Kara stammers
“You’re a bit of a slut Chalmers” teases Sean “willing to fuck a stranger in a storage closet. Moaning like a bitch in heat the whole way through.”
Kara tries to think of something witty to say back. But what Sean said was true. She blushes to herself as he makes his way out of the closet. Leaving her lying naked on the concrete floor.
“Til next time” he says with a satisfied grin over his shoulder as he exits.
Kara sighs to herself, knowing full well that he’s right.
To be continued…
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