Kara is screwed…FINAL Chapter (Part 10) [M/F, dom/sub, con]

Thanks everyone for the nice comments and messages. Hope you’re ready for the final instalment!

*Previously on Part 9:*

*Kara’s ears perked up.*

*“What incentive?” She asked confused “Like, money or…?”*

*“Oh no, nothing so mundane” replied Sean “the player who is our MVP, gets to fuck you Ms Chalmers.”*

*Kara’s eyes widen. She must have misheard. Or maybe it was a joke. But as Kara’s eyes meet Sean’s she can see he’s not joking. She also remembers the snippets of conversation she heard in the carpark. Suddenly it all makes sense. Oh my God, Kara thinks. The whole team knows. Maybe the whole school knows. Kara wants dissolve into her seat and die from embarrassment.*

*“Wait-what, no you-“ Kara begins in a huff.*

*“Yeah I know, I was wondering if I should make it the leading point score gets to fuck you, but then I thought that would lead to ball hogging.”*

*“Y-you can’t just gift me to your pals like some-“*

*“Sure I can” Sean says frankly “you’re mine. Mine to fuck. Mine to gift. Unless it’s too much for you.”*

*—*

Part 10:

Kara is screwed…Part 9 [M/F, dom/sub, con]

Other parts are in this sub. Story might be wrapping up soon. Thanks everyone for the nice feedback!

*Previously on Part 8:*

*“You belong to me,” Sean begins “that means you obey and do not argue with me, with no exceptions. Can you do that?”*

*Kara looks into Sean’s eyes. He’s the most sincere she’s ever seen him. There’s also a vulnerability, like he’s worried she’ll say no. But Kara realizes she can’t do that. She’s in too deep.*

*“Yes I can. I’m yours.”*

*“Good,” Sean smirks “because I’ve got a surprise for you.”*

Part 9:

It’s Friday night and Kara is pacing her bedroom. It’s been days since the storage closet and Sean still hasn’t told her what this surprise he has for her is. They had even run into each other a few times at school but Sean had practically ignored her. Now Kara knew better than to storm up to Sean and angrily demand answers as much as she wanted to. Kara was a bit annoyed at herself for that. Yes, she let Sean play the dominant role during sex, but it still rubbed her the wrong way when she realized he was *taming* her for lack of a better word. But he was, she was obedient and obsessed.

Kara is screwed…Part 8 [M/F, dom/sub, con]

Other parts on this sub…somewhere, probably?

*Previously on Part 7:*

*“It’s nothing too difficult Ms Edwards” began Sean “Ms Chalmers is going to go into that storage closet. And we are going to teach her a lesson.”*

*Sandy looked at Kara to see if this was ok with her. Kara gave her a quick nod.*

*“Ok Sean, I’m in.”*

*“Good.” Sean turns to look at Kara and growls “Now go.”*

*Kara makes her way inside the dank storage closet and closes the door behind her. She waits.*

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Part 8

Kara tries to control her emotions in the dark, damp storage closet but her heart is racing. What has Sean got planned, she wondered. And how was he going to involve her best friend Sandy? Was it going to hurt? The minutes pass by, it’s just so typical of Sean to keep her waiting. Time drags on, maybe they were just messing with her! Sighing in frustration, Kara moves to the door, about to storm out when she hears it creak open.

It’s Sandy with a smirk on her face.

“Where’s S-“ Kara starts but Sandy promptly cuts her off.

Kara is screwed…Part 7 [M/F, dom/sub, con]

All parts on this sub yada yada you know the drill.

Previously in Part 6:

*Kara goes to stand up but Sean firmly pushes her back onto the bed.*

*“Uh uh” scolds Sean, “I’ve taken the gag out of your slutty mouth for a reason Ms Chalmers.”*

*Kara’s eyes widen as Sean lithely climbs up her body to the point that his monster cock is resting against her cheek. Sean’s right hand slides behind Kara’s neck, firmly gripping her hair, his thumb rubbing over her lips. He angles his cock right over her mouth.*

*“Open up.”*

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Kara stares up at Sean, her view somewhat obstructed by his giant cock in her face. His knees are pinning her at the shoulders and she can feel her fingers beginning to tingle due to low circulation. Sean had pushed her limits before, but this seemed different, on a whole other level.

“Open up” Sean repeated, “if you make me ask again, I’ll have to punish you.”

Kara is screwed…Part 6 [M/F, dom/sub, con]

~~~ Other parts to this story are also posted in the sub ~~~

Previously in Part 5:

*“Who owns you?” asks Sean standing up but his hands still working her pussy. Oh no, not this again thinks Kara. It was embarrassing enough the first time, was he really going to ask her to say it again? Kara blushes and then groans as Sean slows down slightly more. Fuck. She can feel the orgasm begin to slip away. She can’t let that happen.*

*“Y-you.” She says with a whimper as her blush deepens.*

*Sean speeds up his fingers at her answer. He stares deep into her eyes and brings his lips close to hers.*

*“I’m not sure I’m convinced” says Sean in and offhand manner “make me believe it.”*

*Sean ravages her neck with wet, messy kisses, one hand palming her breast and teasing the nipple. The other working her soaked pussy. The sudden increase in stimulation sends Kara’s head spinning. She can barely breathe. But she knows she wants this orgasm more than she wants air. She knows what she has to say.*

*“YOU. You. Fuck. You own me. All of me. Fuck.”*

Kara is screwed…Part 5 [M/F, dom/sub, con]

~~~Other parts are posted on this sub ~~~

Kara almost skips up to Sean the next day, catching him leaving his Spanish class. Before he can say anything she smiles smugly and says “Well I did it, I had a casual fling, yesterday.”

Sean’s eyebrows rise in surprise “No fucking way Chalmers. I would have heard about it.”

“Not if it was a certain history prof” retorts Kara. Poor Sean he looks genuinely surprised but also mildly impressed.

“You slept with Beeker! Jeez Chalmers, didn’t know you had it in you.” Kara decided that Sean didn’t strictly need to know that it was just a blow job.

“So now that I’ve proven that I can absolutely do casual, how about we hang at your place tonight?” before Sean can reply Kara walks off with a smirk of her own.

As she walks away Sean calls out “You’re on Chalmers! Expect a surprise in your dorm by the end of the day!”

Kara is screwed…Part 4 [M/F, dom/sub, con]

The other parts are on this sub some where

*Previously in Part 3*

*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 runs into Sean the following Monday near the college bookshop. He’s dressed casually in a button down and some chinos. She was in a light green summer dress. As he notices her he looks up and smiles.

“Well good morning, Ms Chalmers.”

“How did you do it?” Kara demands “How did you trick me into thinking that wasn’t you on Friday?”

Kara is screwed…Part 3 [M/F, dom/sub, con]

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.

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.”*

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 is screwed…Part 2 [M/F, dom/sub, con]

A follow on from <[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/unavl7/kara_is_screwedpart_1_mf_voyeurism_voyeur_gets/)> feel free to read for all the saucy details (and context)

From Part 1:

*“Wait” Kara barely whispers.*

*“I need to hear you say it” responds Sean immediately.*

*“I-I want this. F-fuck me.”*

*Sean wordlessly smirks, waiting.*

*Kara swallows once more and thinks to herself what the hell am I doing?*

*”Please” she utters.*

*“Hmm…Well because you asked so nicely” Sean smiled sweetly and then looks serious “turn around.”*

Kara’s heart is a jack hammer in her chest as she turns around to face the wall. She closes her eyes and almost subconsciously moves her legs a little wider apart. Her sweaty palms are pressed against the cool concrete, her nose millimeters from the wall. What the hell did she just do? What had she just consented to? Was Sean about to wantonly ravage her against this wall? Despite her nervousness, a small smile of anticipation plays at Kara’s lips.

Sean hadn’t moved. In fact, he hadn’t said a word.

Was this just a cruel prank? Kara wonders. She begins to turn her head in annoyance.

Kara is screwed…Part 1 [M/F, voyeurism, voyeur gets caught, dom/sub, con]

Kara was screwed.

Her history essay was due in a few hours and she was nowhere near getting it done. It wasn’t her fault, Prof Beeker always chose the driest topics and seemed to get off on denying deadline extensions. So that’s how Kara found herself alone in the library, close to midnight on a Friday.

“Ah, yes *baby*!”

Or maybe not entirely alone…

Kara flinched at the sudden break in silence.

“Yes, yes!” cried the female voice she recognized as Monique from Spanish class.

“Oh, you like that?” a male voice replied teasingly.

Not just any male voice, but *him*. Sean. Twenty four, Adonis-built, arrogant as all-fuck with a smirk that some (ok most) found difficult to resist. Indeed, Sean had a long and storied list of conquests. In fact, just last week Kara’s best friend Sandy had fallen under his spell. It was the talk of the school yard. Kara had felt second-hand embarrassment for her friend but Sandy hadn’t seemed to mind. She said sleeping with Sean had been an eye opening experience. She’d never been fucked by an “alpha” before, whatever that meant.