“***, why didn’t you tell me all this before?” Jessica asked as she gently stroked Terence’s hair.
“Don’t you see?” Terence said weakly. “I was afraid if I told you about him, you would go to him. But if I didn’t tell you, you wouldn’t understand. I was trapped.”
Jessica sat back. Terence wished he had the strength to get out of the hospital bed and hold her. Even though he was only in his fifties, he looked like a man in his seventies and in poor condition even for that. His hair had thinned and was yellowy white and grey. His skin was jaundiced and wrinkled. He had intravenous lines going into him and machines helping him survive.
Jessica, who was now sixteen and in high school, was stunningly healthy and beautiful. Although her hair was naturally dark, she dyed it with a crimson color so it was a dark, almost black, red. This made her porcelain perfect white skin and her blue eyes stand out all the more. She had a flat, muscular stomach that made her large, round breasts stand out that much more. Terence hadn’t seen her since she was thirteen, and even he couldn’t help but notice that her breasts were huge and round, like the women who had betrayed him the past. She was stunningly beautiful, and so erotic that it made Terence a little uncomfortable.
It was her beauty that was the very problem.
“All I wanted to do was protect you from him,” Terence said. “I know I did it wrong, but I always loved you and only wanted you to have a normal, happy life, without all the evil in my past.”
“You didn’t do anything wrong,” Jessica said, looking into her lap. “I know you meant well. Thank you, for this.”
Jessica was referring to the paper in her hand. It was a DNR, “Do Not Resuscitate”, document, saying that if Terence’s condition were to become life threatening, he did not want them to try and keep him alive with assistance from machines. It was a hard thing to discuss under any circumstances, but especially theirs. She had not spoken to Terence in years, since she was thirteen, when Terence and his wife, Margaret, separated.
The problem was that Terence did not have medical insurance of his own, he was reliant on his estranged wife. Her coverage was already strained to keep Terence in hospital, but if he had to be on the kind of care where he was alive indefinitely, it could bankrupt Margaret. That, in turn, meant that there would be no support for Jessica’s college tuition when she finally graduated.
When Jessica first came in the room, she was confrontational, saying that after all that had happened, the one good thing Terence could do for her was not take away her future by denying her an education. However, Terence didn’t fight her, he signed the paper, saying he understood completely, and that he would gladly die if it meant that she could do well.
That attitude made Jessica less aggressive, and she sat down to talk.
Terence felt there was nothing to lose anymore, so he told Jessica everything. He told her about how Todd bullied him in high school, how Todd took his first wife Amy away, how he took away Angela, and how he took away Terence’s second wife Lisa. He poured it all out, telling Jessica about all the cruel details, like each time Todd’s cum landed on him, and how he had to drink a cup of Todd’s cum while Todd laughed at him. Signing the paper reminded Terence of his mortality, and he felt that he had to confess everything, because if not his ********, then who else in the world would hear his story?
The curtain around Terence’s bed opened, and a nurse came in. Terence couldn’t afford a private room, so he was in a shared room with four beds. There was no one else in the room that day, which happened sometimes as patients came and went. Still, Terence preferred the curtains around the bed to be closed, on the off chance another patient was wheeled in.
The nurse who came in wasn’t very tall, and she was very curvy. She had large breasts and Hispanic features. She was very sexy, though she had a lack of make up that was appropriate to her job, and her hair tied back into a pony tail.
“I don’t want you!” Terence said, as sternly as he could muster. The nurse looked confused. Jessica looked apologetic but said nothing.
“I’m sorry sir,” she said, honestly confused. “Did I do something you upset you?”
“Don’t act like you don’t know you’re good looking!” Terence said, as if that was an obvious cause for him to be upset. She looked appropriately confused by the statement. “I don’t want a woman like you taking care of me. You’re all whores and liars!”
“I’m sorry you feel that way,” she said, with the firm but polite tone of someone who often deals with difficult people at her job, “but we can’t change the shifts based on who a patient likes and doesn’t like.”
“I don’t care!” Terence said. “Just stay away! You’ll turn out to be one of his whores! Fuck off!”
“Sir, please calm down.” The nurse clearly didn’t understand his issue, beyond that for whatever reason, he didn’t like attractive women.
“I’ll calm down as soon as you leave!” Terence said. He tried to get up out of bed, though it was unclear even to him what he would do if he got up. Jessica got up and put her hands on Terence to encourage him to lie down and relax.
“Alright, sir, alright,” she said. “I’ll leave in just a moment.”
Terence didn’t answer, he just fell back into his pillow like a sulking child.
The nurse finished up checking on the medicine and then turned to leave.
“Whore,” Terence muttered as she left. She paused for a moment, then just shook her head like he was crazy, and walked out, closing the curtains around his bed behind her.
“You’re behaving like a crazy man,” Jessica said.
“Can’t you understand why,” Terence said, “now that I’ve told you my story.”
“I guess,” Jessica said, “it’s so extreme, it’s hard to believe.”
Terence broke down and cried. He told Jessica the rest of the story from after Lisa had left him, breaking up with Terence over the phone, laughing at how she tricked him into eating more of Todd’s cum, and laughing about it while Todd fucked her.
Terence resolved that since he was on the verge of moving back to his previous lousy one room apartment, that he wouldn’t be that much worse off in prison. He went out and got a gun. It cleared out his bank account, but he didn’t care. He had to go through a waiting period, but it wasn’t an impulsive act, it was a grim determination to kill Todd no matter what.
He had no criminal record or any legal problems, so in a couple of weeks he got a gun, a second hand gun made by an Austrian company which was recommended to him by the shop keeper.
Terence would take the bus out to near Todd’s place after work and wait around and watch to try and get a sense of Todd’s schedule and where he went, so that he would know when and how to shoot him.
Over the weeks while Terence got ready to shoot Todd, he stopped going to his church, and lost any previous friends he had. People weren’t talking to Terence that much, except for polite civilities, so he wasn’t too clear on what happened. However, from what he could guess, it seemed that before Lisa took off with Todd, she had spread rumors about Terence that made everyone suspicious of him.
Somehow, everyone came to see Terence as being responsible for Lisa leaving. They knew he had a sordid past where he was engaged in unspeakable acts, and they came to see this as being somehow the reason why Lisa left. It was never going to be a fair assessment. Lisa was beautiful, charming, and popular, and people only liked Terence as much as they liked her. When she left, the bottom fell out on his social standing.
Even the pastor was cold to Terence, forcing politeness out of duty. When Terence went to the pastor to ask what he could do to try and earn some credibility in the community and saw that the pastor was mouthing the right words but underneath wishing Terence hadn’t driven Lisa away, Terence gave up on all of it.
Terence felt that it doesn’t matter what people say they believe, in the end, it’s all the same. The hot girl with the big tits is popular and everyone tries to pretend it’s because she’s nice or some other reason. However, he was living the reality. Everyone was upset with him for making the girl who was the gem in their community go away.
Terence stopped going to church, he avoided people in that community, he just went to work and then afterward planned to kill Todd. He fantasized that if he had the chance, he would also kill Amy, Angela or Lisa. Or, even better, all of them. Maybe he would find them all coming back from some party together, and as they stepped out of the car, he would shoot all of them, shooting the women first, and Todd last. He would try and shoot them so they would be bleeding and writhing on the ground, and then Terence could walk up and finish them off, maybe with a few choice words to put them in their place before pulling the trigger.
After weeks of watching, Terence felt that there was no regular schedule to Todd’s comings and goings. He practically didn’t see Todd at all and only guessed at his presence by which cars he saw. Terence resolved that the only way he would get a chance to shoot Todd was to carry his gun with him when he went out to Todd’s, and if he got the chance, he would rush at Todd shooting. Every day after work, Terence would go back to his apartment, get his gun, and then take the bus out to Todd’s house.
One day, when Terence came home, he found his door open. His apartment was tiny, so all Terence had to do was nudge his door to open it wider and he could see the entirety of his apartment. When he did so, he saw Mark, the private detective that had Terence had hired, but who had turned on Terence to work for Todd in the middle of Angela’s betrayal.
“Hey Terence,” Mark said, as if waiting in Terence’s apartment was a perfectly natural thing to be doing.
“Mark?” Terence said, not sure if this meeting was friendly or not. Mark held up the gun that Terence had bought.
“Planning on using this?” Mark asked. Terence tensed up, not with surprise, but with frustration. Todd was winning again!
“With what Todd does to men,” Mark said, “you don’t think you’re the first guy to want to kill him, do you?”
Terence just sighed so his shoulders dropped.
“The boss has lots of safeguards in place,” Mark explained, “you don’t want to take things to this level. If you try anything like this, I’ll be forced to come visit you, maybe take you to see some friends I have in Mexico. You really, really don’t want that.”
Terence just looked down. He was afraid to speak because there was an unsaid threat of violence in the air. Terence knew Mark was a professional who wouldn’t do anything unless provoked, so as long as he let Mark set the terms of the conversation, Terence would be safe.
“I’m going to take this,” Mark said, putting the gun away in his black overcoat. “It’s safer for you if you don’t have it. Try and stay out of trouble.” Mark walked toward the door, and Terence backed up right against the wall to allow Mark plenty of room to walk by.
“Mark,” Terence said as Mark stepped out into the hall. Mark turned back to look. “You’ve seen the things Todd does. Doesn’t it bother you?”
Mark looked thoughtful for a second, then looked right at Terence. Mark didn’t look bothered or anything. He just spoke as if it was all business.
“I’ve been around the world in some really bad places,” Mark said. “Seen things you wouldn’t believe. Done things. It’s a cruel world. Just the way it is. I’ve got my place in it. You should accept yours.” Then Mark walked away, not slowly, but in control, his very movement indicating that he knew Terence wouldn’t try anything because he couldn’t.
After Mark left, Terence closed the door and sat on the bed. However, he didn’t cry, or scream, or get frustrated. He actually felt a little relieved.
Terence felt that if even killing Todd had become an impossible option, then he really couldn’t do anything. Somehow, that was a freeing thought. There was no need to keep trying, to keep fighting, if he couldn’t. Terence wondered if some of the other men around Todd felt that way. Maybe they just accepted their position of subservience to Todd and in that they could find a place where they were safe. Terence suddenly felt like he could understand why people joined cults. Freedom through obedience.
Terence gave up fighting in that moment, and losing the rage and anger made him feel a lot better.
Not that he found perfect happiness and bliss after that. He wasn’t fighting anymore, but he knew that his options in life were limited to what Todd would allow. If Terence tried to have another beautiful girlfriend or wife, Todd would not only make her betray Terence, but try and find a way to draw it out and make him suffer as much as possible.
The thought of only dating ugly women was confusing for Terence. For all the other problems in his life, one thing he seemed to be able to do was get into relationships with beautiful, desirable women. He never really considered himself shallow as much as he considered himself fortunate.
Now that he was forced to only date ugly women, it made the desire to be with someone beautiful that much more desirable. It was just unnatural to go around and look for the women one didn’t find attractive. The confusion twisted Terence up inside. On the one hand, he became addicted to porn, masturbating in the safety of knowing that women on his computer screen couldn’t hurt him. However, he always felt guilty and small afterward. He would never have women like that, and having just masturbated to them made it that much more clear.
When he was more relaxed and not needing to masturbate, Terence resolved that he was going to give up women and sex entirely. He even considered joining a monastery, but knew that life wasn’t really what he wanted. He decided to return to his previous expertise of working with computers. If he didn’t pick up any attractive women, maybe Todd would allow Terence to gain some moderate success and satisfaction in his work.
At first, Terence worked extra shifts at the recycling plant, enough to save up and buy a computer. He also went to net cafes and the library to get access to the Internet. After nearly a year, getting back up to speed, Terence landed a job at a small start up company that was making computer programs for the Internet. They had big dreams and not much cash, so they were willing to take on a guy like Terence who had an uneven work history but showed a lot of promise.
At first he worked part time at the start up, but they managed to get some business revenue going, so he was able to leave the job at the recycling plant and go full time. Then his promise started to show through. It’s amazing how much work a man who is not pursuing women can get done. Terence became a much valued employee.
It wasn’t a success story like one reads about in the papers, where the little start up turned into the next Microsoft or Apple. The company did do quite well, however, and soon they were a medium sized company with two dozen employees and modest profits. Terence was able to work up to get an inexpensive and small, but new car, and a more livable apartment. Terence had been broken down enough that he knew that no matter what you have, it can be taken away, which made him grateful for everything he earned.
Despite not looking for any kind of romance, even avoiding women to a degree, Terence found himself in a relationship. It was a woman who worked as a customer service representative in his office, Margaret. She did not have an amazing body, or huge tits, or an incredible face. She was plain looking, a little pear shaped, with brown eyes and limp brown hair. Her jaw was a little too big and her facial features just a little too small. She had big breasts, but only because she was chubby overall, and they sagged.
Terence started hanging out with her on lunch breaks as a friend. They had lots in common, enjoyed the same movies, liked the same music. The process was so gradual, they didn’t even realize when it was that lunches also became dinners, and then drinks after dinner, and drinks on the weekend, and movies, and going to events together.
It was a relationship built entirely on friendship. Which mostly worked great. Except that after a time, Margaret began to wonder why Terence never made any moves on her, and she began instigating them herself. Terence was fine with holding hands. However, when she tried to kiss him, he was clearly uncomfortable, and it was awkward.
After six months, Margaret wanted to have a conversation about what their relationship was and where it was going. Terence couldn’t bear to tell her his past, because it ended up in telling her that the only reason he was with her was because she was ugly, that if he wasn’t afraid Todd would ruin another relationship with an attractive woman, Terence would be searching for someone he was also physically attracted to, not just emotionally. Instead, he just said that he wasn’t that interested in sex, and it was up to her if she wanted a relationship without sex.
Margaret wanted to be married, and to have kids, and she wanted to have a sex life too. However, she confided to Terence that she knew that she wasn’t most men’s physical fantasy and that now she was over thirty, her options were getting smaller, not wider. She was willing to make compromises, so she agreed to not push Terence for sex, if he would agree they would at least try to have a child. Terence agreed.
Soon after, they were married. Sex, when they tried it, was awkward and uncomfortable, so they turned to artificial insemination. It was expensive, but it turned out that Terence had a low sperm count so it was the only way anyway.
They had a ********, and it turned Terence’s view on life around. For both Margaret and Terence, it gave them a new focus for life to fill the gaps they felt in their own. All that mattered was giving their ********, Jessica, the best of everything they could manage.
Jessica was a charmer from the start. She smiled, and laughed, and brought joy to everyone. Terence doted on her, and Margaret felt that for all his faults, the one thing that redeemed Terence was that he was a good father. For twelve years, the joy of taking care of their ******** blotted out any other problems they had in life. The fact that this was a life that Todd let Terence have faded into the background of Terence’s mind. He was content again, and he wasn’t going to let any doubt or uncertainty get in his way.
The problems started as Jessica hit puberty, and it was clear she was going to become a beautiful young woman. Somehow, the sum was greater than the total of the parts. Neither Terence nor Margaret looked to have great genetic potential, but somehow the right combination of genes must have come together. Very quickly Jessica developed early, going from being a cute, radiant little girl to a girl who was too sexy for her age. At thirteen, her breasts were already shapely, and it seemed obvious that they would only get much bigger. Some of the girls couldn’t help be jealous of her, but Jessica had enough humility and charm to win anyone over.
She was so gorgeous, so popular, so desirable even at that age that Terence’s paranoia was in full gear. He became convinced that Todd was going to come and take her away. The only question was how young Todd was willing to go.
Terence became a restrictive father right at the time his ******** was ripe to express teenage rebellion. While she maintained good grades and was part of social and sports clubs, Jessica and Terence started arguing all the time. He wanted to know where she was every moment of every day. He would follow her, and harass people she talked to. It began to go to extremes, with Terence shouting at people he saw talking to Jessica in the mall. Or phoning up other parents constantly to check if Jessica was where she said she was. He would check her email, her diary, and show up at her school. Parents and teachers started to complain.
When Margaret asked Terence what was wrong with him, Terence was evasive. He couldn’t fully explain without revealing that he had “settled” for Margaret, and undermining their whole relationship. How would any woman feel about being told that their husband chose them because she was too ugly to be stolen by anyone else?
The proverbial shit hit the fan when Margaret looked into Terence’s porn collection. She wasn’t a stupid woman, she knew he looked at porn on his computer. However, she never gave it much thought until Terence started behaving like a possessive and paranoid man with regard to his ********. She accepted Terence’s story that he wasn’t that interested in sex, and assumed that he only looked at porn occasionally because she had a vague idea that men couldn’t help it to some degree. Margaret was never able to see what porn Terence looked at because he was good with computers, and unlike some people, was able to ensure there was no history or bookmarks for Margaret to discover by accident or by looking.
One time, after yet another argument when Jessica was home late from a cheer-leading practise and Terence had called her a whore, Margaret had enough. Terence and Margaret argued, and Margaret insisted on seeing Terence’s porn collection. Terence would have refused entirely, except that he could never have foreseen what Margaret would reveal as her reason for wanting Terence to show her what he had.
Terence stood uncomfortably beside Margaret as she clicked on link after link in what turned out to be a vast porn collection. Terence couldn’t tell if she was looking for something particular or not. She went to a lot of places, paused and looked at some pages more than others. Terence didn’t even recognize all the images and video clips he was seeing. He wondered if everything Margaret was looking at was even his own porn. Then, she stopped at a particular image, a video paused in the middle, and Margaret recoiled from the computer. She stood to face Terence.
“You sick fucking bastard!” She hissed. She looked ready to scream, but Terence could only imagine that she didn’t want Jessica to hear where this argument was going.
“I’m sorry, I look at more porn than I admitted to.” Terence began an explanation that he had rehearsed, ready for the possibility that one day Margaret would find out that it wasn’t that Terence didn’t like sex, he just didn’t like sex with Margaret.
“Shut up!” Margaret said. She could barely contain her voice at the level she was trying to maintain. “I only wish I were mad at you for the lie you’ve been shovelling me for years! You don’t find me attractive, fine. That makes you a shallow asshole. But this, THIS,” Margaret pointed at the screen, “is inexcusable. You want to fuck our ********? Is that it? You sick paedophile bastard!!”
“WHAT?” Terence shouted loudly, and then he realized why Margaret was keeping her tone in check despite the desire to scream. He lowered his voice, but he was no less intense. “That is… How can you… that’s disgusting!”
“It makes perfect sense,” Margaret said. “Now I understand why you’re so jealous of her and all her friends. You’ve been going more and more insane as she has been getting more beautiful. You should be happy to have such a beautiful and popular ********, but you’ve perverted it into something truly sick.”
Terence was just shaking his head because he was absolutely floored by the implication. He loved his ********. He loved her more than anything and thoughts like what Margaret was suggesting was so far from his mind that he could barely even compute the accusation. He knew he was acting irrationally, but it was because he wanted to protect Jessica. Terence was so dumbfounded that he just stared, slack jawed, at Margaret, so she took the lead in explaining. She pointed an accusatory picture at the computer screen.
“Tell me that doesn’t look like Jessica!” Margaret hissed sharply.
Terence looked at the screen. Was that even a video he had ever seen before? He generally masturbated to images of women that looked like Amy, Angela, or Lisa. The woman in this video did look like Jessica, though. She had a smaller build, so even though the actress was over eighteen, she looked like a young girl. The skin was the same tone, and the hair the same light brown. Terence could see how there would be a resemblance, but all women in porn had a certain generic quality to them. Margaret was clearly projecting her fear onto this and other images. Terence couldn’t understand why.
“No,” Terence said. “You’re just wrong. How can I even defend myself against an accusation that is so unfair, so completely false? Where are you getting this idea from?”
“My friends all think it’s possible. I didn’t believe them when they brought it up, but now it’s all too clear,” Margaret said.
“What friends?” Terence demanded. “Who have you been talking to?”
“Never mind that!” Margaret screamed. “I want you out of this house right now. And I want a divorce. If you ever go near Jessica again I will have you arrested you sick, sick asshole.”
Then Margaret collapsed down into the desk chair and began to sob, her head in her hands. “I can’t believe I spent so many years of my life with a… with a…” Margaret couldn’t even finish the words.
Terence stood in shock. He wanted to argue, but he could see as plain as day that Margaret had worked herself up into believing her story. It must have taken some self persuasion to even get to the point where she was going to make the accusation. The more he tried to argue, the more she was likely to come up with details to pick apart. Terence figured the best thing was to try to give Margaret some room to calm down.
“Alright, I’ll go, but not before saying goodbye to my ********,” Terence said.
“No!” Margaret yelled. “You leave her alone you pervert!”
“God damn it!” Terence yelled. “I’ll give you some time to calm down, I’ll back off, but you are not going to stop me from speaking to my own ********!”
Margaret could see this was a point that she would not win, so she simply folded her arms.
Terence went to the bedroom and packed a suitcase while Margaret watched in silence. When Terence was ready to go, he knocked on Jessica’s room, and opened the door.
“***!” Jessica said. The room was dark, and she had gone to bed, but there was no way she could be asleep with the yelling that had been going on. “Don’t just come in here until I say it’s okay! God!”
“Not now, Jessica,” Terence said. “This is important.” His tone was so serious that Jessica could see something was different this time. She remained quiet as Terence came and sat at the side of the bed. Margaret stood near the doorway, but did not reveal herself.
“I have to go away for a while.” Terence said. “Your mother and I had a pretty bad fight. I just want you to know one thing. This is important, so remember this, okay?”
Jessica nodded her head.
“Your mom,” Terence said, “is mad at me because she thinks I’ve done something bad. Something I don’t even want to repeat to you. But I just want you to know that it’s not true.”
“What is it?” Jessica asked, wide eyed.
“Nothing,” Terence said. “It doesn’t matter because it’s not true. Just, if you remember nothing else, remember this – I love you, I only want the best for you, I only want you to be safe, and I’ll always be there for you. Okay?” Jessica looked completely confused. “Okay?” Terence said again.
“Okay,” Jessica said.
Then Terence left.
Terence hoped in the months afterward that the insanity would pass and he would get a chance to calmly talk to his wife. That time never came, though. Margaret was somehow able to get a restraining order against Terence, blocking him from coming near Jessica, Margaret, or his house. Rumors started to spread at the office, and Terence was quietly asked to leave.
Terence’s suffered his first heart attack about half a year before Jessica turned sixteen. He was hospitalized for a few weeks under observation. Todd’s health insurance company, which was covering for a period of time after leaving his job, found a way to cut off their insurance early. Only because Margaret was the type of person to try and do the right thing, despite how much she hated Terence, a way was found for him to stay on her insurance. It delayed the inevitable divorce in legal terms, but Margaret was clear that Terence should not have any hope that there was any reconciliation in the works.
Low on funds, unemployed, and without friends. Terence had been here enough times before that he handled it a little better than other times. However, this time, his health was a major issue. His blood pressure was off the charts and his heart had constant murmurs. Once he had one major problem, other problems seemed to follow. He suffered a stroke around Jessica’s sixteenth birthday, his liver started failing, he had trouble breathing. The doctors looked at him from many different angles, and could only conclude that stress and anxiety were triggering problems that ordinarily wouldn’t manifest until he was in his seventies. Terence wasn’t in fantastic shape anyway, long since having given up on maintaining a strong physique, like he used to do in his twenties.
Six months after Jessica turned sixteen, Terence was in the hospital, in need of constant observation in order to survive. Sometimes he wondered if he should even bother to try. He had nothing, and this time he wasn’t even sure if it was Todd’s fault. The question ate at Terence – had he alienated his wife and precious ******** purely because of paranoia?
“But,” Terence said to Jessica, as he lay there in the hospital bed. “you’ve come today. And you listened. And in a way, it comforts me to know that even if I pass away, it will help free you to go to college.”
“What an amusing story.”
Terence heard the voice from behind the curtain that surrounded his bed. The sound of it sent a shock down the whole of Terence’s body. The machines connected to Terence began to beep and buzz frantically.
Jessica smiled, stood up, and opened the curtain surrounding Terence’s bed to reveal Todd, half leaning and half sitting on the next bed over. He was naked, and his cock obscured by the slow, bobbing head of the Hispanic nurse who had been in the room before. She wasn’t sucking his cock aggressively, she was moving slowly and quietly, so that Todd could remain unknown while he listened to Terence pour his heart out.
“It’s always entertaining to hear how things looked from the other side,” Todd said. Jessica stepped over to Todd and greeted him by kissing him passionately, their tongues entwining inside and outside of their wide open mouths. Then she snuggled against Todd and looked back at Terence.
Todd was the same age as Terence, both in their mid fifties, but whereas Terence looked like an old man, Todd looked like a healthy man in his mid thirties. He was still fit, his eyes shined with life. The nurse took her mouth off Todd’s cock with a wet popping sound, and as she stood out of the way, Todd’s cock was revealed to Terence. It was every bit as long, thick, veiny, and massive as ever. It was hard as stone and rigid as steel. It throbbed and pulsed as a little stream of pre-cum oozed from the tip.
The nurse and Jessica went to either side of the bed, and pulled out some fabric straps attached to the bed designed to restrain violent patients. They wrapped them around Terence’s wrists and then his legs under the blankets. Terence tried to shift to resist, but in his state he was far too weak to dodge two healthy and robust young women.
Todd stood up and came right up to the edge of the bed. As he walked, his cock leisurely swayed from side to side, making it seem predatory.
“Look up, Terence,” Todd said. Todd stood right next to the edge of the bed so that his cock was held over the edge. It stood straight out despite it looking like it had a weight to it. It reached over far enough so that it seemed to be above Terence’s face. It dripped pre-cum from the tip onto Terence’s cheek, and Terence looked away. “Look at it Terence!” Todd commanded, and Terence turned back to look at the huge cock towering over him.
“The funny thing,” Todd said, still commanding but in a low, calm tone of voice, “is that the only person who is going to remember your life story is me. I’m going to think about it when I fuck Amy, or Angela, or Lisa, or Jessica. The whole of your life will be reduced down to having simply served my fetishes.” Todd moved his hips a little so that his cock swayed above Terence, emphasizing Todd’s words. “Think about this, Terence: My cock has been your master all your life. From the first moment we met in grade school until now, with every woman I stole from you, with everything you have ever lost to me, all you have ever done, has been to make my cock hard as I tortured you. How does it feel to be a toy for another man’s cock?”
Terence refused to answer. He just frowned and winced with each slow, sticky drop of pre-cum that landed on his face.
“It’s like my cock is your god,” Todd said. “I can’t even imagine how small and pathetic that must make you feel.”
“You probably imagine,” Todd continued, taking a slightly lighter tone, “that I can get away with anything. However, even men like me have boundaries. I mean, I could probably kill a man and get away with it, I am so rich and well connected now. Though maybe not. It’s a risk, and a hassle, and though you can’t imagine how real power works, there is a certain way of doing things. I’ve never killed a man, and it’s never really interested me, because I much prefer seeing the reaction of men when they realize their women will do anything to please me.”
“However,” Todd continued his lecture, “with you Terence, there’s a completeness about having you die at the whim of my cock. Every moment of your life has been ruined by my cock, it’s only appropriate that you make the ultimate surrender to it.”
“Fuck you!” Terence said, finding some strength. He tried, with as much energy as he could muster, to fight against the restraints, without much effect. “I won’t let you kill me without a fight!”
“A fight?” Todd laughed. “Even if you could fight me, what would it mean for me to just beat you to death, or pummel you with my fists. There’s no satisfaction in that. For me to enjoy this, you have to die the same way you lived, by entertaining my cock with your pain.”
Jessica came back to beside Todd. she knelt in front of him and began kissing, sucking, and slurping loudly on Todd’s cock. The nurse gave Todd a passionate kiss and then stood to the side, beside the machines that were monitoring Terence’s health.
“The doctors tell me you’re in pretty poor shape,” Todd said. “I think all it will take is a little more to push you over the edge.”
“Fuck you!” Terence said. He wanted to get up and fight, to not give Todd any satisfaction, but as his anger rose, he could hear the machines beeping, indicating that he was losing control.
“I could go on and on with little details you never knew about things I did with the women you loved. Things I’ve done with your ********,” Todd said casually. “But I think real pain comes from direct experience. How do you think Terence will feel, Jessica, watching me fuck you?” For an answer, Jessica made a muffled giggle while her mouth was stuffed full of Todd’s cock.
“Jessica, why are you doing this?” Terence asked.
Jessica took her mouth off Todd’s cock and stood up. She kept one hand on Todd’s cock, leisurely stroking it, while she spoke. “It’s embarrassing,” Jessica said casually, “having a worm for a father like you. I need a real father figure, a man who can show me how the world really works. Todd is the ultimate father figure. He dominates other men, keeps me safe, and makes me cum.”
Jessica unbuttoned her shirt, and then popped the clasp on her bra so her large firm tits could be free of constraint. They spilled outward and were impressive in their size and firmness. They seemed to float despite looking like they had a lot of weight. She held up and squeezed he huge tits together to show to Terence.
“I bet your jealous,” Jessica said, tauntingly. “Todd has shown me how lesser people like you are constrained against your nature by your stupid morals. A real man wouldn’t let a woman as gorgeous as me pass him by, even if she was his ********.”
“What?” Terence said. “That’s madness! He’s twisted you in some way. Manipulated you.”
“How can you deny that you want me?” Jessica said, taking off the rest of her clothes. She began to climb onto Terence’s bed, moving sexily and slowly, like an erotic dancer crawling across a stage. “But I can easily see the truth. You want my hot body. You want to feel my big tits. Look, you can’t deny it.”
Terence looked down the bedsheets he was pinned under, and saw the small tent where his penis was erect.
“No, that’s just…” Terence didn’t know how to finish. “It’s not fair! This whole situation is insane! You can’t judge my reactions this way!”
Todd laughed and climbed on to the edge of the bed, behind Jessica, who was over Terence on all fours.
“Jessica, sweetie,” Todd said, “why don’t you tell Terence what you call me when we fuck?”
Jessica smiled a wicked smile and looked at Terence in the eyes.
“I guess I needed a real man as a father figure in my life,” Jessica said. Then she turned to look back toward Todd. “Fuck me, daddy! Fuck me with your huge cock!” Todd began to slid his thick rod into Jessica wet and ready pussy. She moaned with pleasure as he eased inch after inch deep into.
“Yes daddy!” She screamed. “Oh, god, yessss, daaaaaaaddy!!”
Todd began to pound Jessica from behind, shaking the whole metal hospital bed.
“Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” Jessica screamed with each thrust.
“Jessica, no!” Terence said weakly, “It’s not right. Don’t call him that!”
“What’s the matter?” Jessica said as she looked down at Terence, struggling to talk through the waves of pleasure radiating from her cunt throughout the rest of her body. “Jealous that he’s taken your place? Or jealous that you want to be fucking me instead?”
“No!” Terence said, tears now streaming down his face. In his own head, he was so confused by all the contradictory signals. Terence wanted Jessica to acknowledge him as her daddy, but using the word as part of her sexual relationship with Todd twisted the meaning and made it hard to process. “It’s not fair!” Terence said, and he regretted letting the words slip out. Was it unfair that Todd was turning his own beloved ******** against him, or unfair that Todd got to be with her in a way that Terence never could.
“How frustrating!” Todd laughed. The nurse, standing to the side, giggled a little. “You wanted to do the right thing, but she’s not even going to go to your funeral! She’s going to want to forget you because of the pathetic little shit you are!”
“Jessica!” Terence cried. “I just wanted to take care of you! I just wanted to be your father!”
“Don’t worry,” Todd said with smug satisfaction, “Jessica will be well taken care of. I’m going to pay for her whole education and see she gets all the opportunities a real father can provide. You should be thankful she met me. Jessica is thankful. Aren’t you, Jessica?”
“Thaaaaankk YouoAAAH!!” Jessica screamed as she climaxed. “Thank you daddy! You’re so good toooOO MEEEE!!! AAHH!! AAHHHH DADDY! DADDY!!”
“See Terence,” Todd said. “She’ll be fine. You didn’t even need to sign that DNR form! That was just for my benefit! Ha ha ha!”
“WHAT?” Terence burst out, and he forced his words so hard, he coughed and shuddered. Then Terence began to arch and twist his back in a contortion of pain. All the machines started beeping and making warning noises.
The nurse casually flicked a switch, and all the machines went quiet. She looked at Todd and nodded.
“Ah, the moment has arrived.” Todd said coolly. “Jessica, be a good girl and do as I instructed.”
“Yes daddy,” Jessica said, her voice conveying complete obedience. She slid off Todd’s cock, and then got up so that she was on her knees. She was on her knees in front of Todd, who was also on his knees, at the foot of the hospital bed. Jessica had one arm over and back behind her head so that she could cradle Todd’s head. She was turned back so that she had the side of her face facing toward Todd enough that they could kiss and lick each others tongues. Todd’s cock came straight out from between Jessica’s legs, and with her other hand she kept it pressed up against her pussy, while she jerked it off. Todd kept both hands on her massive tits. In that position, her incredible body looked like the cover of a Playboy magazine.
Terence struggled and fought to hang on to life, to resist making his death nothing more than an amusing game for Todd. He wanted to stay alive, to have the chance to try and save his ******** by being seduced by such evil. He wanted to kill Todd, to make his death a murder suicide.
However, it was too late. His heart was too weak. He opened his mouth to speak, to at least say something to Jessica, to give her a final word so that she might have a hint of the truth. His lungs were no longer moving, though, there was no air to power any words. His face contorted as it froze into a death mask.
‘It’s not fair!’ Terence thought, as he felt his own body giving up and not even giving him one last chance to reach out and appeal to his ******** as she was fucking the man who had ruined his whole life right in front of him.
The last thing Terence felt as he slipped from life into death was thick streams and fat drops of Todd’s cum splattering all over the bed. He felt it on the bedsheets, and he felt it on his face, falling down like a heavy rain coming down in sheets. The last thing he smelled was the heavy smell Todd’s semen. The last thing he saw was his ******** smiling, happy with herself that she had pleased her daddy, Todd.
The last sound, the last sensation, was Todd laughing.
THE END
“Don’t you see?” Terence said weakly. “I was afraid if I told you about him, you would go to him. But if I didn’t tell you, you wouldn’t understand. I was trapped.”
Jessica sat back. Terence wished he had the strength to get out of the hospital bed and hold her. Even though he was only in his fifties, he looked like a man in his seventies and in poor condition even for that. His hair had thinned and was yellowy white and grey. His skin was jaundiced and wrinkled. He had intravenous lines going into him and machines helping him survive.
Jessica, who was now sixteen and in high school, was stunningly healthy and beautiful. Although her hair was naturally dark, she dyed it with a crimson color so it was a dark, almost black, red. This made her porcelain perfect white skin and her blue eyes stand out all the more. She had a flat, muscular stomach that made her large, round breasts stand out that much more. Terence hadn’t seen her since she was thirteen, and even he couldn’t help but notice that her breasts were huge and round, like the women who had betrayed him the past. She was stunningly beautiful, and so erotic that it made Terence a little uncomfortable.
It was her beauty that was the very problem.
“All I wanted to do was protect you from him,” Terence said. “I know I did it wrong, but I always loved you and only wanted you to have a normal, happy life, without all the evil in my past.”
“You didn’t do anything wrong,” Jessica said, looking into her lap. “I know you meant well. Thank you, for this.”
Jessica was referring to the paper in her hand. It was a DNR, “Do Not Resuscitate”, document, saying that if Terence’s condition were to become life threatening, he did not want them to try and keep him alive with assistance from machines. It was a hard thing to discuss under any circumstances, but especially theirs. She had not spoken to Terence in years, since she was thirteen, when Terence and his wife, Margaret, separated.
The problem was that Terence did not have medical insurance of his own, he was reliant on his estranged wife. Her coverage was already strained to keep Terence in hospital, but if he had to be on the kind of care where he was alive indefinitely, it could bankrupt Margaret. That, in turn, meant that there would be no support for Jessica’s college tuition when she finally graduated.
When Jessica first came in the room, she was confrontational, saying that after all that had happened, the one good thing Terence could do for her was not take away her future by denying her an education. However, Terence didn’t fight her, he signed the paper, saying he understood completely, and that he would gladly die if it meant that she could do well.
That attitude made Jessica less aggressive, and she sat down to talk.
Terence felt there was nothing to lose anymore, so he told Jessica everything. He told her about how Todd bullied him in high school, how Todd took his first wife Amy away, how he took away Angela, and how he took away Terence’s second wife Lisa. He poured it all out, telling Jessica about all the cruel details, like each time Todd’s cum landed on him, and how he had to drink a cup of Todd’s cum while Todd laughed at him. Signing the paper reminded Terence of his mortality, and he felt that he had to confess everything, because if not his ********, then who else in the world would hear his story?
The curtain around Terence’s bed opened, and a nurse came in. Terence couldn’t afford a private room, so he was in a shared room with four beds. There was no one else in the room that day, which happened sometimes as patients came and went. Still, Terence preferred the curtains around the bed to be closed, on the off chance another patient was wheeled in.
The nurse who came in wasn’t very tall, and she was very curvy. She had large breasts and Hispanic features. She was very sexy, though she had a lack of make up that was appropriate to her job, and her hair tied back into a pony tail.
“I don’t want you!” Terence said, as sternly as he could muster. The nurse looked confused. Jessica looked apologetic but said nothing.
“I’m sorry sir,” she said, honestly confused. “Did I do something you upset you?”
“Don’t act like you don’t know you’re good looking!” Terence said, as if that was an obvious cause for him to be upset. She looked appropriately confused by the statement. “I don’t want a woman like you taking care of me. You’re all whores and liars!”
“I’m sorry you feel that way,” she said, with the firm but polite tone of someone who often deals with difficult people at her job, “but we can’t change the shifts based on who a patient likes and doesn’t like.”
“I don’t care!” Terence said. “Just stay away! You’ll turn out to be one of his whores! Fuck off!”
“Sir, please calm down.” The nurse clearly didn’t understand his issue, beyond that for whatever reason, he didn’t like attractive women.
“I’ll calm down as soon as you leave!” Terence said. He tried to get up out of bed, though it was unclear even to him what he would do if he got up. Jessica got up and put her hands on Terence to encourage him to lie down and relax.
“Alright, sir, alright,” she said. “I’ll leave in just a moment.”
Terence didn’t answer, he just fell back into his pillow like a sulking child.
The nurse finished up checking on the medicine and then turned to leave.
“Whore,” Terence muttered as she left. She paused for a moment, then just shook her head like he was crazy, and walked out, closing the curtains around his bed behind her.
“You’re behaving like a crazy man,” Jessica said.
“Can’t you understand why,” Terence said, “now that I’ve told you my story.”
“I guess,” Jessica said, “it’s so extreme, it’s hard to believe.”
Terence broke down and cried. He told Jessica the rest of the story from after Lisa had left him, breaking up with Terence over the phone, laughing at how she tricked him into eating more of Todd’s cum, and laughing about it while Todd fucked her.
Terence resolved that since he was on the verge of moving back to his previous lousy one room apartment, that he wouldn’t be that much worse off in prison. He went out and got a gun. It cleared out his bank account, but he didn’t care. He had to go through a waiting period, but it wasn’t an impulsive act, it was a grim determination to kill Todd no matter what.
He had no criminal record or any legal problems, so in a couple of weeks he got a gun, a second hand gun made by an Austrian company which was recommended to him by the shop keeper.
Terence would take the bus out to near Todd’s place after work and wait around and watch to try and get a sense of Todd’s schedule and where he went, so that he would know when and how to shoot him.
Over the weeks while Terence got ready to shoot Todd, he stopped going to his church, and lost any previous friends he had. People weren’t talking to Terence that much, except for polite civilities, so he wasn’t too clear on what happened. However, from what he could guess, it seemed that before Lisa took off with Todd, she had spread rumors about Terence that made everyone suspicious of him.
Somehow, everyone came to see Terence as being responsible for Lisa leaving. They knew he had a sordid past where he was engaged in unspeakable acts, and they came to see this as being somehow the reason why Lisa left. It was never going to be a fair assessment. Lisa was beautiful, charming, and popular, and people only liked Terence as much as they liked her. When she left, the bottom fell out on his social standing.
Even the pastor was cold to Terence, forcing politeness out of duty. When Terence went to the pastor to ask what he could do to try and earn some credibility in the community and saw that the pastor was mouthing the right words but underneath wishing Terence hadn’t driven Lisa away, Terence gave up on all of it.
Terence felt that it doesn’t matter what people say they believe, in the end, it’s all the same. The hot girl with the big tits is popular and everyone tries to pretend it’s because she’s nice or some other reason. However, he was living the reality. Everyone was upset with him for making the girl who was the gem in their community go away.
Terence stopped going to church, he avoided people in that community, he just went to work and then afterward planned to kill Todd. He fantasized that if he had the chance, he would also kill Amy, Angela or Lisa. Or, even better, all of them. Maybe he would find them all coming back from some party together, and as they stepped out of the car, he would shoot all of them, shooting the women first, and Todd last. He would try and shoot them so they would be bleeding and writhing on the ground, and then Terence could walk up and finish them off, maybe with a few choice words to put them in their place before pulling the trigger.
After weeks of watching, Terence felt that there was no regular schedule to Todd’s comings and goings. He practically didn’t see Todd at all and only guessed at his presence by which cars he saw. Terence resolved that the only way he would get a chance to shoot Todd was to carry his gun with him when he went out to Todd’s, and if he got the chance, he would rush at Todd shooting. Every day after work, Terence would go back to his apartment, get his gun, and then take the bus out to Todd’s house.
One day, when Terence came home, he found his door open. His apartment was tiny, so all Terence had to do was nudge his door to open it wider and he could see the entirety of his apartment. When he did so, he saw Mark, the private detective that had Terence had hired, but who had turned on Terence to work for Todd in the middle of Angela’s betrayal.
“Hey Terence,” Mark said, as if waiting in Terence’s apartment was a perfectly natural thing to be doing.
“Mark?” Terence said, not sure if this meeting was friendly or not. Mark held up the gun that Terence had bought.
“Planning on using this?” Mark asked. Terence tensed up, not with surprise, but with frustration. Todd was winning again!
“With what Todd does to men,” Mark said, “you don’t think you’re the first guy to want to kill him, do you?”
Terence just sighed so his shoulders dropped.
“The boss has lots of safeguards in place,” Mark explained, “you don’t want to take things to this level. If you try anything like this, I’ll be forced to come visit you, maybe take you to see some friends I have in Mexico. You really, really don’t want that.”
Terence just looked down. He was afraid to speak because there was an unsaid threat of violence in the air. Terence knew Mark was a professional who wouldn’t do anything unless provoked, so as long as he let Mark set the terms of the conversation, Terence would be safe.
“I’m going to take this,” Mark said, putting the gun away in his black overcoat. “It’s safer for you if you don’t have it. Try and stay out of trouble.” Mark walked toward the door, and Terence backed up right against the wall to allow Mark plenty of room to walk by.
“Mark,” Terence said as Mark stepped out into the hall. Mark turned back to look. “You’ve seen the things Todd does. Doesn’t it bother you?”
Mark looked thoughtful for a second, then looked right at Terence. Mark didn’t look bothered or anything. He just spoke as if it was all business.
“I’ve been around the world in some really bad places,” Mark said. “Seen things you wouldn’t believe. Done things. It’s a cruel world. Just the way it is. I’ve got my place in it. You should accept yours.” Then Mark walked away, not slowly, but in control, his very movement indicating that he knew Terence wouldn’t try anything because he couldn’t.
After Mark left, Terence closed the door and sat on the bed. However, he didn’t cry, or scream, or get frustrated. He actually felt a little relieved.
Terence felt that if even killing Todd had become an impossible option, then he really couldn’t do anything. Somehow, that was a freeing thought. There was no need to keep trying, to keep fighting, if he couldn’t. Terence wondered if some of the other men around Todd felt that way. Maybe they just accepted their position of subservience to Todd and in that they could find a place where they were safe. Terence suddenly felt like he could understand why people joined cults. Freedom through obedience.
Terence gave up fighting in that moment, and losing the rage and anger made him feel a lot better.
Not that he found perfect happiness and bliss after that. He wasn’t fighting anymore, but he knew that his options in life were limited to what Todd would allow. If Terence tried to have another beautiful girlfriend or wife, Todd would not only make her betray Terence, but try and find a way to draw it out and make him suffer as much as possible.
The thought of only dating ugly women was confusing for Terence. For all the other problems in his life, one thing he seemed to be able to do was get into relationships with beautiful, desirable women. He never really considered himself shallow as much as he considered himself fortunate.
Now that he was forced to only date ugly women, it made the desire to be with someone beautiful that much more desirable. It was just unnatural to go around and look for the women one didn’t find attractive. The confusion twisted Terence up inside. On the one hand, he became addicted to porn, masturbating in the safety of knowing that women on his computer screen couldn’t hurt him. However, he always felt guilty and small afterward. He would never have women like that, and having just masturbated to them made it that much more clear.
When he was more relaxed and not needing to masturbate, Terence resolved that he was going to give up women and sex entirely. He even considered joining a monastery, but knew that life wasn’t really what he wanted. He decided to return to his previous expertise of working with computers. If he didn’t pick up any attractive women, maybe Todd would allow Terence to gain some moderate success and satisfaction in his work.
At first, Terence worked extra shifts at the recycling plant, enough to save up and buy a computer. He also went to net cafes and the library to get access to the Internet. After nearly a year, getting back up to speed, Terence landed a job at a small start up company that was making computer programs for the Internet. They had big dreams and not much cash, so they were willing to take on a guy like Terence who had an uneven work history but showed a lot of promise.
At first he worked part time at the start up, but they managed to get some business revenue going, so he was able to leave the job at the recycling plant and go full time. Then his promise started to show through. It’s amazing how much work a man who is not pursuing women can get done. Terence became a much valued employee.
It wasn’t a success story like one reads about in the papers, where the little start up turned into the next Microsoft or Apple. The company did do quite well, however, and soon they were a medium sized company with two dozen employees and modest profits. Terence was able to work up to get an inexpensive and small, but new car, and a more livable apartment. Terence had been broken down enough that he knew that no matter what you have, it can be taken away, which made him grateful for everything he earned.
Despite not looking for any kind of romance, even avoiding women to a degree, Terence found himself in a relationship. It was a woman who worked as a customer service representative in his office, Margaret. She did not have an amazing body, or huge tits, or an incredible face. She was plain looking, a little pear shaped, with brown eyes and limp brown hair. Her jaw was a little too big and her facial features just a little too small. She had big breasts, but only because she was chubby overall, and they sagged.
Terence started hanging out with her on lunch breaks as a friend. They had lots in common, enjoyed the same movies, liked the same music. The process was so gradual, they didn’t even realize when it was that lunches also became dinners, and then drinks after dinner, and drinks on the weekend, and movies, and going to events together.
It was a relationship built entirely on friendship. Which mostly worked great. Except that after a time, Margaret began to wonder why Terence never made any moves on her, and she began instigating them herself. Terence was fine with holding hands. However, when she tried to kiss him, he was clearly uncomfortable, and it was awkward.
After six months, Margaret wanted to have a conversation about what their relationship was and where it was going. Terence couldn’t bear to tell her his past, because it ended up in telling her that the only reason he was with her was because she was ugly, that if he wasn’t afraid Todd would ruin another relationship with an attractive woman, Terence would be searching for someone he was also physically attracted to, not just emotionally. Instead, he just said that he wasn’t that interested in sex, and it was up to her if she wanted a relationship without sex.
Margaret wanted to be married, and to have kids, and she wanted to have a sex life too. However, she confided to Terence that she knew that she wasn’t most men’s physical fantasy and that now she was over thirty, her options were getting smaller, not wider. She was willing to make compromises, so she agreed to not push Terence for sex, if he would agree they would at least try to have a child. Terence agreed.
Soon after, they were married. Sex, when they tried it, was awkward and uncomfortable, so they turned to artificial insemination. It was expensive, but it turned out that Terence had a low sperm count so it was the only way anyway.
They had a ********, and it turned Terence’s view on life around. For both Margaret and Terence, it gave them a new focus for life to fill the gaps they felt in their own. All that mattered was giving their ********, Jessica, the best of everything they could manage.
Jessica was a charmer from the start. She smiled, and laughed, and brought joy to everyone. Terence doted on her, and Margaret felt that for all his faults, the one thing that redeemed Terence was that he was a good father. For twelve years, the joy of taking care of their ******** blotted out any other problems they had in life. The fact that this was a life that Todd let Terence have faded into the background of Terence’s mind. He was content again, and he wasn’t going to let any doubt or uncertainty get in his way.
The problems started as Jessica hit puberty, and it was clear she was going to become a beautiful young woman. Somehow, the sum was greater than the total of the parts. Neither Terence nor Margaret looked to have great genetic potential, but somehow the right combination of genes must have come together. Very quickly Jessica developed early, going from being a cute, radiant little girl to a girl who was too sexy for her age. At thirteen, her breasts were already shapely, and it seemed obvious that they would only get much bigger. Some of the girls couldn’t help be jealous of her, but Jessica had enough humility and charm to win anyone over.
She was so gorgeous, so popular, so desirable even at that age that Terence’s paranoia was in full gear. He became convinced that Todd was going to come and take her away. The only question was how young Todd was willing to go.
Terence became a restrictive father right at the time his ******** was ripe to express teenage rebellion. While she maintained good grades and was part of social and sports clubs, Jessica and Terence started arguing all the time. He wanted to know where she was every moment of every day. He would follow her, and harass people she talked to. It began to go to extremes, with Terence shouting at people he saw talking to Jessica in the mall. Or phoning up other parents constantly to check if Jessica was where she said she was. He would check her email, her diary, and show up at her school. Parents and teachers started to complain.
When Margaret asked Terence what was wrong with him, Terence was evasive. He couldn’t fully explain without revealing that he had “settled” for Margaret, and undermining their whole relationship. How would any woman feel about being told that their husband chose them because she was too ugly to be stolen by anyone else?
The proverbial shit hit the fan when Margaret looked into Terence’s porn collection. She wasn’t a stupid woman, she knew he looked at porn on his computer. However, she never gave it much thought until Terence started behaving like a possessive and paranoid man with regard to his ********. She accepted Terence’s story that he wasn’t that interested in sex, and assumed that he only looked at porn occasionally because she had a vague idea that men couldn’t help it to some degree. Margaret was never able to see what porn Terence looked at because he was good with computers, and unlike some people, was able to ensure there was no history or bookmarks for Margaret to discover by accident or by looking.
One time, after yet another argument when Jessica was home late from a cheer-leading practise and Terence had called her a whore, Margaret had enough. Terence and Margaret argued, and Margaret insisted on seeing Terence’s porn collection. Terence would have refused entirely, except that he could never have foreseen what Margaret would reveal as her reason for wanting Terence to show her what he had.
Terence stood uncomfortably beside Margaret as she clicked on link after link in what turned out to be a vast porn collection. Terence couldn’t tell if she was looking for something particular or not. She went to a lot of places, paused and looked at some pages more than others. Terence didn’t even recognize all the images and video clips he was seeing. He wondered if everything Margaret was looking at was even his own porn. Then, she stopped at a particular image, a video paused in the middle, and Margaret recoiled from the computer. She stood to face Terence.
“You sick fucking bastard!” She hissed. She looked ready to scream, but Terence could only imagine that she didn’t want Jessica to hear where this argument was going.
“I’m sorry, I look at more porn than I admitted to.” Terence began an explanation that he had rehearsed, ready for the possibility that one day Margaret would find out that it wasn’t that Terence didn’t like sex, he just didn’t like sex with Margaret.
“Shut up!” Margaret said. She could barely contain her voice at the level she was trying to maintain. “I only wish I were mad at you for the lie you’ve been shovelling me for years! You don’t find me attractive, fine. That makes you a shallow asshole. But this, THIS,” Margaret pointed at the screen, “is inexcusable. You want to fuck our ********? Is that it? You sick paedophile bastard!!”
“WHAT?” Terence shouted loudly, and then he realized why Margaret was keeping her tone in check despite the desire to scream. He lowered his voice, but he was no less intense. “That is… How can you… that’s disgusting!”
“It makes perfect sense,” Margaret said. “Now I understand why you’re so jealous of her and all her friends. You’ve been going more and more insane as she has been getting more beautiful. You should be happy to have such a beautiful and popular ********, but you’ve perverted it into something truly sick.”
Terence was just shaking his head because he was absolutely floored by the implication. He loved his ********. He loved her more than anything and thoughts like what Margaret was suggesting was so far from his mind that he could barely even compute the accusation. He knew he was acting irrationally, but it was because he wanted to protect Jessica. Terence was so dumbfounded that he just stared, slack jawed, at Margaret, so she took the lead in explaining. She pointed an accusatory picture at the computer screen.
“Tell me that doesn’t look like Jessica!” Margaret hissed sharply.
Terence looked at the screen. Was that even a video he had ever seen before? He generally masturbated to images of women that looked like Amy, Angela, or Lisa. The woman in this video did look like Jessica, though. She had a smaller build, so even though the actress was over eighteen, she looked like a young girl. The skin was the same tone, and the hair the same light brown. Terence could see how there would be a resemblance, but all women in porn had a certain generic quality to them. Margaret was clearly projecting her fear onto this and other images. Terence couldn’t understand why.
“No,” Terence said. “You’re just wrong. How can I even defend myself against an accusation that is so unfair, so completely false? Where are you getting this idea from?”
“My friends all think it’s possible. I didn’t believe them when they brought it up, but now it’s all too clear,” Margaret said.
“What friends?” Terence demanded. “Who have you been talking to?”
“Never mind that!” Margaret screamed. “I want you out of this house right now. And I want a divorce. If you ever go near Jessica again I will have you arrested you sick, sick asshole.”
Then Margaret collapsed down into the desk chair and began to sob, her head in her hands. “I can’t believe I spent so many years of my life with a… with a…” Margaret couldn’t even finish the words.
Terence stood in shock. He wanted to argue, but he could see as plain as day that Margaret had worked herself up into believing her story. It must have taken some self persuasion to even get to the point where she was going to make the accusation. The more he tried to argue, the more she was likely to come up with details to pick apart. Terence figured the best thing was to try to give Margaret some room to calm down.
“Alright, I’ll go, but not before saying goodbye to my ********,” Terence said.
“No!” Margaret yelled. “You leave her alone you pervert!”
“God damn it!” Terence yelled. “I’ll give you some time to calm down, I’ll back off, but you are not going to stop me from speaking to my own ********!”
Margaret could see this was a point that she would not win, so she simply folded her arms.
Terence went to the bedroom and packed a suitcase while Margaret watched in silence. When Terence was ready to go, he knocked on Jessica’s room, and opened the door.
“***!” Jessica said. The room was dark, and she had gone to bed, but there was no way she could be asleep with the yelling that had been going on. “Don’t just come in here until I say it’s okay! God!”
“Not now, Jessica,” Terence said. “This is important.” His tone was so serious that Jessica could see something was different this time. She remained quiet as Terence came and sat at the side of the bed. Margaret stood near the doorway, but did not reveal herself.
“I have to go away for a while.” Terence said. “Your mother and I had a pretty bad fight. I just want you to know one thing. This is important, so remember this, okay?”
Jessica nodded her head.
“Your mom,” Terence said, “is mad at me because she thinks I’ve done something bad. Something I don’t even want to repeat to you. But I just want you to know that it’s not true.”
“What is it?” Jessica asked, wide eyed.
“Nothing,” Terence said. “It doesn’t matter because it’s not true. Just, if you remember nothing else, remember this – I love you, I only want the best for you, I only want you to be safe, and I’ll always be there for you. Okay?” Jessica looked completely confused. “Okay?” Terence said again.
“Okay,” Jessica said.
Then Terence left.
Terence hoped in the months afterward that the insanity would pass and he would get a chance to calmly talk to his wife. That time never came, though. Margaret was somehow able to get a restraining order against Terence, blocking him from coming near Jessica, Margaret, or his house. Rumors started to spread at the office, and Terence was quietly asked to leave.
Terence’s suffered his first heart attack about half a year before Jessica turned sixteen. He was hospitalized for a few weeks under observation. Todd’s health insurance company, which was covering for a period of time after leaving his job, found a way to cut off their insurance early. Only because Margaret was the type of person to try and do the right thing, despite how much she hated Terence, a way was found for him to stay on her insurance. It delayed the inevitable divorce in legal terms, but Margaret was clear that Terence should not have any hope that there was any reconciliation in the works.
Low on funds, unemployed, and without friends. Terence had been here enough times before that he handled it a little better than other times. However, this time, his health was a major issue. His blood pressure was off the charts and his heart had constant murmurs. Once he had one major problem, other problems seemed to follow. He suffered a stroke around Jessica’s sixteenth birthday, his liver started failing, he had trouble breathing. The doctors looked at him from many different angles, and could only conclude that stress and anxiety were triggering problems that ordinarily wouldn’t manifest until he was in his seventies. Terence wasn’t in fantastic shape anyway, long since having given up on maintaining a strong physique, like he used to do in his twenties.
Six months after Jessica turned sixteen, Terence was in the hospital, in need of constant observation in order to survive. Sometimes he wondered if he should even bother to try. He had nothing, and this time he wasn’t even sure if it was Todd’s fault. The question ate at Terence – had he alienated his wife and precious ******** purely because of paranoia?
“But,” Terence said to Jessica, as he lay there in the hospital bed. “you’ve come today. And you listened. And in a way, it comforts me to know that even if I pass away, it will help free you to go to college.”
“What an amusing story.”
Terence heard the voice from behind the curtain that surrounded his bed. The sound of it sent a shock down the whole of Terence’s body. The machines connected to Terence began to beep and buzz frantically.
Jessica smiled, stood up, and opened the curtain surrounding Terence’s bed to reveal Todd, half leaning and half sitting on the next bed over. He was naked, and his cock obscured by the slow, bobbing head of the Hispanic nurse who had been in the room before. She wasn’t sucking his cock aggressively, she was moving slowly and quietly, so that Todd could remain unknown while he listened to Terence pour his heart out.
“It’s always entertaining to hear how things looked from the other side,” Todd said. Jessica stepped over to Todd and greeted him by kissing him passionately, their tongues entwining inside and outside of their wide open mouths. Then she snuggled against Todd and looked back at Terence.
Todd was the same age as Terence, both in their mid fifties, but whereas Terence looked like an old man, Todd looked like a healthy man in his mid thirties. He was still fit, his eyes shined with life. The nurse took her mouth off Todd’s cock with a wet popping sound, and as she stood out of the way, Todd’s cock was revealed to Terence. It was every bit as long, thick, veiny, and massive as ever. It was hard as stone and rigid as steel. It throbbed and pulsed as a little stream of pre-cum oozed from the tip.
The nurse and Jessica went to either side of the bed, and pulled out some fabric straps attached to the bed designed to restrain violent patients. They wrapped them around Terence’s wrists and then his legs under the blankets. Terence tried to shift to resist, but in his state he was far too weak to dodge two healthy and robust young women.
Todd stood up and came right up to the edge of the bed. As he walked, his cock leisurely swayed from side to side, making it seem predatory.
“Look up, Terence,” Todd said. Todd stood right next to the edge of the bed so that his cock was held over the edge. It stood straight out despite it looking like it had a weight to it. It reached over far enough so that it seemed to be above Terence’s face. It dripped pre-cum from the tip onto Terence’s cheek, and Terence looked away. “Look at it Terence!” Todd commanded, and Terence turned back to look at the huge cock towering over him.
“The funny thing,” Todd said, still commanding but in a low, calm tone of voice, “is that the only person who is going to remember your life story is me. I’m going to think about it when I fuck Amy, or Angela, or Lisa, or Jessica. The whole of your life will be reduced down to having simply served my fetishes.” Todd moved his hips a little so that his cock swayed above Terence, emphasizing Todd’s words. “Think about this, Terence: My cock has been your master all your life. From the first moment we met in grade school until now, with every woman I stole from you, with everything you have ever lost to me, all you have ever done, has been to make my cock hard as I tortured you. How does it feel to be a toy for another man’s cock?”
Terence refused to answer. He just frowned and winced with each slow, sticky drop of pre-cum that landed on his face.
“It’s like my cock is your god,” Todd said. “I can’t even imagine how small and pathetic that must make you feel.”
“You probably imagine,” Todd continued, taking a slightly lighter tone, “that I can get away with anything. However, even men like me have boundaries. I mean, I could probably kill a man and get away with it, I am so rich and well connected now. Though maybe not. It’s a risk, and a hassle, and though you can’t imagine how real power works, there is a certain way of doing things. I’ve never killed a man, and it’s never really interested me, because I much prefer seeing the reaction of men when they realize their women will do anything to please me.”
“However,” Todd continued his lecture, “with you Terence, there’s a completeness about having you die at the whim of my cock. Every moment of your life has been ruined by my cock, it’s only appropriate that you make the ultimate surrender to it.”
“Fuck you!” Terence said, finding some strength. He tried, with as much energy as he could muster, to fight against the restraints, without much effect. “I won’t let you kill me without a fight!”
“A fight?” Todd laughed. “Even if you could fight me, what would it mean for me to just beat you to death, or pummel you with my fists. There’s no satisfaction in that. For me to enjoy this, you have to die the same way you lived, by entertaining my cock with your pain.”
Jessica came back to beside Todd. she knelt in front of him and began kissing, sucking, and slurping loudly on Todd’s cock. The nurse gave Todd a passionate kiss and then stood to the side, beside the machines that were monitoring Terence’s health.
“The doctors tell me you’re in pretty poor shape,” Todd said. “I think all it will take is a little more to push you over the edge.”
“Fuck you!” Terence said. He wanted to get up and fight, to not give Todd any satisfaction, but as his anger rose, he could hear the machines beeping, indicating that he was losing control.
“I could go on and on with little details you never knew about things I did with the women you loved. Things I’ve done with your ********,” Todd said casually. “But I think real pain comes from direct experience. How do you think Terence will feel, Jessica, watching me fuck you?” For an answer, Jessica made a muffled giggle while her mouth was stuffed full of Todd’s cock.
“Jessica, why are you doing this?” Terence asked.
Jessica took her mouth off Todd’s cock and stood up. She kept one hand on Todd’s cock, leisurely stroking it, while she spoke. “It’s embarrassing,” Jessica said casually, “having a worm for a father like you. I need a real father figure, a man who can show me how the world really works. Todd is the ultimate father figure. He dominates other men, keeps me safe, and makes me cum.”
Jessica unbuttoned her shirt, and then popped the clasp on her bra so her large firm tits could be free of constraint. They spilled outward and were impressive in their size and firmness. They seemed to float despite looking like they had a lot of weight. She held up and squeezed he huge tits together to show to Terence.
“I bet your jealous,” Jessica said, tauntingly. “Todd has shown me how lesser people like you are constrained against your nature by your stupid morals. A real man wouldn’t let a woman as gorgeous as me pass him by, even if she was his ********.”
“What?” Terence said. “That’s madness! He’s twisted you in some way. Manipulated you.”
“How can you deny that you want me?” Jessica said, taking off the rest of her clothes. She began to climb onto Terence’s bed, moving sexily and slowly, like an erotic dancer crawling across a stage. “But I can easily see the truth. You want my hot body. You want to feel my big tits. Look, you can’t deny it.”
Terence looked down the bedsheets he was pinned under, and saw the small tent where his penis was erect.
“No, that’s just…” Terence didn’t know how to finish. “It’s not fair! This whole situation is insane! You can’t judge my reactions this way!”
Todd laughed and climbed on to the edge of the bed, behind Jessica, who was over Terence on all fours.
“Jessica, sweetie,” Todd said, “why don’t you tell Terence what you call me when we fuck?”
Jessica smiled a wicked smile and looked at Terence in the eyes.
“I guess I needed a real man as a father figure in my life,” Jessica said. Then she turned to look back toward Todd. “Fuck me, daddy! Fuck me with your huge cock!” Todd began to slid his thick rod into Jessica wet and ready pussy. She moaned with pleasure as he eased inch after inch deep into.
“Yes daddy!” She screamed. “Oh, god, yessss, daaaaaaaddy!!”
Todd began to pound Jessica from behind, shaking the whole metal hospital bed.
“Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” Jessica screamed with each thrust.
“Jessica, no!” Terence said weakly, “It’s not right. Don’t call him that!”
“What’s the matter?” Jessica said as she looked down at Terence, struggling to talk through the waves of pleasure radiating from her cunt throughout the rest of her body. “Jealous that he’s taken your place? Or jealous that you want to be fucking me instead?”
“No!” Terence said, tears now streaming down his face. In his own head, he was so confused by all the contradictory signals. Terence wanted Jessica to acknowledge him as her daddy, but using the word as part of her sexual relationship with Todd twisted the meaning and made it hard to process. “It’s not fair!” Terence said, and he regretted letting the words slip out. Was it unfair that Todd was turning his own beloved ******** against him, or unfair that Todd got to be with her in a way that Terence never could.
“How frustrating!” Todd laughed. The nurse, standing to the side, giggled a little. “You wanted to do the right thing, but she’s not even going to go to your funeral! She’s going to want to forget you because of the pathetic little shit you are!”
“Jessica!” Terence cried. “I just wanted to take care of you! I just wanted to be your father!”
“Don’t worry,” Todd said with smug satisfaction, “Jessica will be well taken care of. I’m going to pay for her whole education and see she gets all the opportunities a real father can provide. You should be thankful she met me. Jessica is thankful. Aren’t you, Jessica?”
“Thaaaaankk YouoAAAH!!” Jessica screamed as she climaxed. “Thank you daddy! You’re so good toooOO MEEEE!!! AAHH!! AAHHHH DADDY! DADDY!!”
“See Terence,” Todd said. “She’ll be fine. You didn’t even need to sign that DNR form! That was just for my benefit! Ha ha ha!”
“WHAT?” Terence burst out, and he forced his words so hard, he coughed and shuddered. Then Terence began to arch and twist his back in a contortion of pain. All the machines started beeping and making warning noises.
The nurse casually flicked a switch, and all the machines went quiet. She looked at Todd and nodded.
“Ah, the moment has arrived.” Todd said coolly. “Jessica, be a good girl and do as I instructed.”
“Yes daddy,” Jessica said, her voice conveying complete obedience. She slid off Todd’s cock, and then got up so that she was on her knees. She was on her knees in front of Todd, who was also on his knees, at the foot of the hospital bed. Jessica had one arm over and back behind her head so that she could cradle Todd’s head. She was turned back so that she had the side of her face facing toward Todd enough that they could kiss and lick each others tongues. Todd’s cock came straight out from between Jessica’s legs, and with her other hand she kept it pressed up against her pussy, while she jerked it off. Todd kept both hands on her massive tits. In that position, her incredible body looked like the cover of a Playboy magazine.
Terence struggled and fought to hang on to life, to resist making his death nothing more than an amusing game for Todd. He wanted to stay alive, to have the chance to try and save his ******** by being seduced by such evil. He wanted to kill Todd, to make his death a murder suicide.
However, it was too late. His heart was too weak. He opened his mouth to speak, to at least say something to Jessica, to give her a final word so that she might have a hint of the truth. His lungs were no longer moving, though, there was no air to power any words. His face contorted as it froze into a death mask.
‘It’s not fair!’ Terence thought, as he felt his own body giving up and not even giving him one last chance to reach out and appeal to his ******** as she was fucking the man who had ruined his whole life right in front of him.
The last thing Terence felt as he slipped from life into death was thick streams and fat drops of Todd’s cum splattering all over the bed. He felt it on the bedsheets, and he felt it on his face, falling down like a heavy rain coming down in sheets. The last thing he smelled was the heavy smell Todd’s semen. The last thing he saw was his ******** smiling, happy with herself that she had pleased her daddy, Todd.
The last sound, the last sensation, was Todd laughing.
THE END
