Alene Raven s New Life Year IIIChapter 4
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“How was your week Alene?” Sabrina wondered as she placed a cup of tea next to Alene.
“Nightmarish, I keep having bad dreams...” Alene gazed at the floor below her, her eyes bloodshot, she was skinnier than ever before, a shell of her former self.
“Still can’t sleep?” Sabrina asked, her voice full of concern, “this is our fifth meeting Alene, you want to tell me you didn’t sleep for over a month?”
“Not really, I sometimes get a short nap but it’s never longer than a few hours and I wake up screaming and crying.” Alene took a sip of the tea, a futile attempt to gain a small measure of comfort. “Can I be honest Sabrina?”
“Of course you can Alene. Your opinion in this room is not judged.” Sabrina said, trying to put on a positive smile for her patient.
“I stopped having sex, I am no longer sexually active...” Tears started forming in Alene’s eyes, the words felt like hot knives as the left her pale lips.
“I have to admit I am concerned with what you just said. You strike me as a very sexual individual, am I right.” Alene nodded yes, she was once a goddess of sex but now ... now she is a broken shell...
“I want to hear about your social life, are you going out with the girls? When was the last time you took any of them on a date?” Sabrina talked in a slow, deliberate voice, she considered every word that left her ruby lips, when she finished silence filled the air as Alene thought about the question. Sabrina used the time to adjust her bra, she felt it was too tight like her breasts were growing bigger recently.
“I think it was a few days before Jen’s visit,” Alene said in a hesitant voice.
“You mean before the rape?” Sabrina shot at her, secretly gauging her reaction. Alene nodded in silence, tears started to stream down her face. Again, Sabrina noticed and reacted. “I seem to have upset you, Alene, I am sorry, here, wipe the tears,” she handed a box of tissue paper to the now weeping girl, “please go outside and take a few moments before we move on.”
When Alene returned to the room Sabrina set in her chair with a small booklet by her side, “Well Alene, there are some bad news and some good news. Please take a seat,” Alene did as asked and listened attentively to what Sabrina had to say. “The bad news is that I have concluded my assessment of your mental state and I have the results. I am going to say a few words that might come off as scary and offensive but please understand that they are only labels to help us find a way to overcome this ordeal.” Alene nodded and listened carefully, “I have diagnosed two problems, the first is post-traumatic stress, you probably know it as PTSD, have you ever heard of this?”
“I did,” Alene rubbed her face as if trying to hide it, “but doesn’t it only happen to solders?”
“That is a common misconception,” Sabrina explained, “it can happen to anyone who goes through a traumatic event. On top of that, you seem to suffer from depression, an issue that probably stems from your traumatic stress. I believe you understand depression better than PTSD, right?”
“Right, and the good news?” Alene asked, she felt devastated by the diagnosis and reached for any thread of hope she could.
“The good news is that both of those disorders seem to manifest with low intensity and are both treatable.” Sabrina smiled at Alene, looking for a reaction that didn’t come. “I know this is hard to take in, but I believe we can solve this and get you back on track, but before we move on I have to ask you something, Alene. The most important thing is that this choice comes from you, I can’t force you into anything, you have to decide we are going to fix this and get you back on your feet. Do you want to fix this Alene?”
“I do, I want nothing more in this life than to fix this.” Alene exploded into tears, her lean body shivering with each whimper of her breath. Sabrina comforted her for the remainder of the meeting. “We are not going to try pills and drugs. Let’s start with giving you breathing exercises, they will help calm your nerves.”
When the meeting concluded Alene drove back to her house. All the way there she exercised her breathing, she felt it was relieving the stress off her heart. The house was empty, Angie, Nadia and Nicky went out for errands. Now that magic was out of their lives the girls were always busy. Alene felt exhausted, she poured herself a glass of Feigling and went to the living room, sat in her chair and looked aimlessly at the black TV screen, practicing her breathing.
Epilogue It has been two weeks since Nadia came back home to find the crying, helpless Alene. Two weeks since Jen disappeared without a trace, two weeks of holding back. Alene couldn’t sleep tonight, just like last night, just like every night since that awful day two weeks ago. At first, she tried her best to cum, she watched porn, fucked Nadia for hours on end, but to no avail, she could not cum. the frustration was rising, not only in her but in Nadia as well. Not being able to help her...
Nadia rested in her new room, naked. She loved the body Alene gave her, it was perfect, her hips almost as wide as her shoulders, her breasts firm and wobbly, her skin a smooth, welcoming canvas. The room lacked her touch, but she felt content with it, it was much larger than her former room, almost three times bigger. Next to her king-size bed was a drawer, Nadia opened it and took out the two rings, “I can’t believe the day finally came...” she said quietly and left the room. The living...
“Alene!” Nadia squealed with excitement “I can’t believe my eyes, you’re back.” “Well, better believe-em, here I am,” Alene said, both girls smiled. Nadia wasted no time and ran up the stairs, her naked body crushed against Alene’s and the girls hugged and kissed like the long-lost lovers they are. “Did you mean what you said Alene? Will you marry me?” Nadia asked. “Yes, I want nothing more...” Alene said, and a grin spread across her face, “But we have to do a few things first.” “Like...
“I’m in so much trouble,” Alene said to herself as Elpis giggled. “OMG, I know you!” Nadia yelled, “the witch from the shop.” Angie and Nicky were as lost as two little lambs. “You did nothing wrong, Alene,” Elpis said, “it’s actually the other way around.” “OK,” Angie regained her composure, “I really don’t know what’s going on,” Nicky nodded in agreement and added, “Alene, could you please explain?” “This is Elpis,” she said, “she is the witch who gave me the magic book...” “I did,”...
“My bra is so tight today.” Just as the words left Sabrina’s mouth her top ripped open and her breasts exploded into view, leaping out of her bra. “What’s happening?” Sabrina asked, the panic in her voice as clear as day. Her breasts, surrounded by her shirt, hung down. They were smooth and round. “What’s going on?” Jen asked, she woke up and tried to figure out what she missed, “Are you doing it with Sabrina, Alene?” She shot at her. “I wasn’t doing anything!” Alene protested, but before...
Alene’s world was a blur of brilliant colors, a mixture of white and blue. She couldn’t discern where she was. Everything was fuzzy, as if she woke up with the worst headache in existence. Alene shifted her sore body slightly and realized she was in a pool of liquid, a source of radiating heat laid on top of her. It was then that Alene heard the voices. “I think she’s awake,” came a familiar voice. “Go easy on her girls...” Another, different voice sounded. “How long?” The first voice...
“We need to get you under control, Alene.” Nadia declared at the breakfast table the following day. All the girls shook their heads in agreement. “Having you cum so long and hard is problematic for us...” Angie added. “As funny as it might sound, I think the most problematic aspect of all this is the damage to the country Alene.” Sabrina pointed out, “after your last lovemaking session with the ocean there are no fish on the market, people are losing jobs ... we were lucky you only got to...
Nicky slowly opened the door to Alene and Nadia’s room, the smell of cum flooded her nose. The light of day spilled into the room through the window and revealed Nadia and Alene resting on the bed. Nadia’s belly was swollen with cum. Alene’s monster cock rested between the girls. Nicky surveyed the room, she marveled at Alene’s sexual prowess. Clearly, her cum drained downstairs but everything was still wet and drenched with cum. Angie came from behind her and hugged her, “you were amazing,”...
It has been 11 months since Alene’s life changed for the better. A year ago, her life was so meaningless, so sad, and now it was so very much better. ‘Amazing how life can turn around so fast,’ Alene thought to herself as she entered her new house in Bristol. Since Jen came into her life, she and Nadia decided her little flat is way too small. And so. the girls took themselves to the nice and quiet Bristol and bought a new house with nice neighbors. With Alene having so much money they...
“Are you OK? What happened?” Alene responded to Nadia’s fearful yelp as she lifted her upper body to get a better view of the room. Nadia took a deep breath, “I’m fine.” She said and as she did, Nicky’s head popped up at the bed’s feet. She rose to her knees and Alene saw that she was naked. “What are you doing here? Didn’t we give you a room?” Alene wondered. “Yes, sorry,” Nicky yawned, “when I was in my room I was so frightened I couldn’t sleep. I just needed some company, you girls make...
Alene kept her eyes closed, she took a moment to savor the delight she felt. She knew her cock was in a pussy, a very deep, moist and inviting pussy. She couldn’t tell, by feeling alone, how big she was but that didn’t matter, what mattered was the feeling, her cock was pumping cum at a maddening pace. She also felt her pussy, it was filled to the brim, the invader was huge, touching her in all the right places, a never-ending orgasm washed over her as the rod launched insane amounts of...
“NO FUCKING WAY!” Jen said, almost screaming. She broke the breast circle around Alene’s cock, the pool of cum spilled onto the puddle. She looked frantically around. “What’s wrong?” Nadia wondered. Alene looked as baffled as she was. “Listen! I can accept someone coming this much from a very good stimulation, a year of saving and a whole lot of magic, but are you telling me this is just the start? I can’t accept that...” Jen screamed with shock as she stood up from the bed she started...
Alene just stood there after her immense display of sexual prowess. The floor below her was nothing more than a knee-high ocean of her cum. On the island that was the couch, Angie was still shaking in orgasm, long after Alene left her body. “I did as you asked,” she said in a confident voice. Her cock was limp but it was still the biggest thing Paula ever saw, it rested all the way to her knees just burly touching the cum on the floor. “I am ready for you,” Alene said in a calm serene...
‘Did I lock the door?’ Nadia thought to herself as her car stormed down the highway ‘It doesn’t matter, I have to get to... ‘ Her thought abruptly ended as she noticed an oncoming car and turned the wheel at the last moment. “Stay focused Nadia, Alene’s counting on you,” She ordered. After everything Alene told her happened she couldn’t stop thinking: ‘Who is this Paula? What does she want with us? Who is this Angie and what’s her plan?’ “Take the next left,” her GPS declared and she did as...
Alene and Angie only knew each other from their short coffee breaks but now thanks to Paula’s control over them they had lots of ground to cover. “So, how do you want to start?” Angie asked. “Well, under these circumstances I think I can afford to be rude,” Alene went on with a calm voice, “can you use your pillows?” “Ummm, you mean my tits?” Angie asked. Slowly she took her shirt off, it was clearly visible that her bra was going through hell withholding her tits. They were without a...
Alene stormed into the house, she cared not for the cum that stained her dress. As she reached the cum covered girl she remembered what she learned in first aid class. First, she felt for the girl’s pulse in her right wrist, under the cum covering her skin she could feel her pulse, it was steady. Next, she moved her hand in front of the girl’s mouth, she could feel her breath. She made sure her airway was clear and lifted the girl’s legs as she learned in class. “Is she OK?” Nadia said in...
“Hell of a welcoming party,” the figure spoke in a feminine voice, “you summoned me?” Nadia tried to piece everything together. Who is she? She isn’t an intruder, is she? Welcoming party? “We summoned her?” The thought jumped from her mind to her mouth. “Well, not you,” the figure answered and pointed at Alene, “she summoned me.” Alene nodded her head. “Summoned?” Nadia wondered, “what’s going on? Alene?” “Nadia, I need to tell you something.” Alene started to speak but the figure...
Alene was in a bit of a shock, it’s been a long time since someone slapped her like that. “Now get up! I want to enjoy you,” Paula half shouted half commended. Her voice was so strong Alene got back on her feet almost solely from its power. “You look good,” Paula circled Alene, checking her body out, it was well tuned and super sexy. Paula hardly stopped herself from raping Alene, she slapped Alene’s firm ass hard. “What do you want me to do?” Alene asked in a clearly submitting voice. She...
“I need you inside me,” she muttered. The sound of cum dripping to the floor was well heard as Paula let go of the cum filled bin and stood up. She wiped the cum from her face and opened her eyes. The sight before her was unbelievable, Alene was clearly not done, her cock seemed only bigger, it was surely bigger than her forearm and so thick it was hard to believe anyone can fuck it. Cum was dripping from the tip at a study rate, hitting the puddle on the floor, the huge puddle Paula and the...
The world was a haze of smells and blurred images for Alene as she woke up. She rubbed her eyes, the world came into focus. The heavy smell of cum was clearly present in the room, It was all coming back to her. Last night was amazing, Nadia must have made her cum a dozen times. She remembered every monstrous blast of cum she shot at Nadia. She looked to her left and saw her, Nadia, utterly covered in cum, Alene’s cum, there was so much, it looked like gallons. She must have exhausted Nadia....
Alene and Nadia walked to Nadia’s apartment. The shopping day was a tiring one and both girls couldn’t wait for the long walk to end. They both needed a shower and some good sleep, especially Nadia who, by now, was getting stuffed by Alene’s monster on a daily basis. Both girls loved each other and as hard as life got they stuck together. Today was a very special day, one month ago they first had sex, life was good, mostly. Slowly walking to the apartment door Nadia and Alene knew something...
“Do you understand?” Alene asked in a clear voice. “Yes, mistress,” Paula replied in a monotonic voice, “I will stay still and quiet.” “Angie, could you please support me in case I lose my balance?” Alene reached a hand to the girl. And so, Alene slowly started pulling her monstrous cock out of Paula. Inch by inch, it left Paula’s pussy, leaving behind a hole as wide as two fingers. As Alene’s cock became free it pulsed and contracted, expressing its discontent at stopping before achieving...
Alene didn’t leave her bed for 7 days now. Not having to work thanks to the money spell, all she did was lie in bed and cry over what she did to Nadia. How could she have scarred her like that? What kind of best friend cums on a person like that? She felt like trash ... Even her throbbing cock didn’t interest her. She couldn’t think about jerking at a time like this. She tried to call Nadia again, the answering machine recorded her message for maybe the 30th time today. “Nadia, I’m so sorry,...
“Bristol? So, I see you want to move?” Alene wondered. “Sure, we are three girls and we only have 3 rooms. I heard Bristol is nice and quiet, so maybe if we move there I can scream as much as I want as you fill me.” Nadia answered teasingly. “I’m fine with Bristol. Can we get some action now? I haven’t had sex for the last three days...” Jen busted in. There was a stressful silence in the air as none of the girls wanted to be the one to act first. “Fuck this,” Jen whispered and made a...
She closed the door to her room and tossed her backpack to the other side of the room. She couldn’t care less about not finding a job today, or about Nadia not finding a boyfriend. All Alene cared about was the need to relieve herself from the pressure in her cock. It’s been building up since she came this morning. What started as a tingle in her crouch now became a paralyzing pain she had to take care of. It was a beautiful day, the kind you see in postcards. The sun was setting in the west...
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