A new life, a old friend, a new chance (pm only)

[AngelofyourNighmares]

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What if you were sent back in time? Well thats exactly what happened to me, who am I you ask... I'm not sure if I even know the answer to that at this point... all I know is I was never the type to believe in wishes coming true, dreams being real, or into fairy tales, my brother often calls me a cynic, I am not a cynic, I am a realist. But now I am forced to believe that wishes do come true even if everything in your life seems to be going great.

See I have a good life, I am successful at 27, I am a well published author, working on my fifth book being published as I speak. I have a good man in my life, although he's often to busy for me and I get left alone 90 percent of the time. I have my own home, my own vehicle, no children so I can come and go as I please, I am close to my family my brother and my mother, my father died over seas when I was 16 that was the darkest and lowest time of my life... there was only one person that got me through it, but thats a little down the line of my story. See there was no real reason I needed to make a wish on some big bright star off my patio yet I did it anyway.

There was something missing in my life, a big dark hole and he was my best friend, I grew up with him, we met when I was only five years old, and we stayed friends our entire childhood, we went to the same middle and high school and decided to even go to the same college together and live off campus as roommates, we had been through everything together, he was the only person who could console me when my father died, and I him when he lost his sister in a car crash, he never let me down, through bad breakups, backstabbing friends, the ups and downs, he was my only constant, so yes maybe now I am cynical, it happens when you lose the only person who ever made you feel alive... I haven't talked to him in god what was it at least a good 8 years... and it was all my fault, if only I would have believed him when he told me my ex was cheating what was I 20 then, I called him a liar and told him I never wanted to see him again, he didn't give up though, but I was a stupid girl and threw away the only person I ever really loved aside from family, not even the guy I was seeing now... noone touched me the way he did....

That gets me to the here and now, I wake up and I am 19 I made this wish and it came true, I am still living with my best friend off campus... yet I am the only one who knows I am in the past, and I am completely freaking out... so what does one do when they wake up and realize there cynical self made a wish and it came true, your 27 yet your 19 in this world, and your the only one who knows... how crazy will you sound to the one person you came back to fix things with, the one person you need to make things right with, the one person you want to be with in your new life... the person, you want to love you, control you, take you as there own forever.... what happens when you wake up and everything has changed.....

I wake up the next day as any other day, rub my eyes, adjust to the morning light, head to the bathroom to take a nice cold shower to wake my ass up, it was nice working for yourself, but I am already working on a new book, so I had every intention of getting up and starting early, after my shower, I dry off and brush out my long brown hair, I wipe the steam from the mirror, and look astonished, what in the good hell, I thought to myself, I shake my head rub my eyes and look again, what the fuck I think this time, as I again look in my mirror, I must be dreaming, I pinch myself it hurt like hell, nope no dream, I go to my rather hugh bedroom, but there was nothing hugh about it, and nothing looked the same, it looked as if it were the bedroom from the apartment me and my best friend shared all those years ago... so I go and look around we only had a two bedrom apartment, a small bathroom, a little living room, and a small kitchen, I went looking and it was definantly not my own home. I realize I am still naked. I dress quickly and sit on my bed... this cannot be happening, a wish just wouldnt come true would it? I bury my head in my hands, and out of frustration start to cry.

(Looking for a detailed back to the past, angst, control, love, anger and most of all passion and lust.)

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Bumped

 

[silvertongue217]

Mark contemplated his Angry Orchard swishing the contents of the beer around as if trying to discern some hidden meaning in the liquid. He paused before sighing and tipping it back draining the last of it in one large gulp before gesturing for another one.

“Last one then we are closing up and I’m calling you a cab home Lad” The bartender said a nice easy going Irish man who had a soft spot for the young man. He slid the beer over to him then turned making sure the last of the other college kids got out without any problems.

“Yeah Yeah” Mark said shaking his head and twisting the cap off of his beer. At 19 he wasn’t technically supposed to drink but one of the joys of having a fake I.D was that he didn’t have to stand on such frivolities. He was smart enough to pay for premium and Patrick the bartender was smart enough not to look too much into it in hopes of keeping the young man safe.

“If only he could cure a broken heart” Mark murmured pushing his long black hair back and taking another swig of the beer. The thing that drove him crazy was that the object of his affection was sleeping in his house or (depending on what time it was) in the shower soaping that wonderful body of hers-

“Damn it” He murmured realizing his thoughts had again turned to her “Why wont you get out of my mind?” he whispered closing his eyes and pinching his temples.

Why? Because he was in love with her had been for a very long time. They were best friends closer than brother and sister the type who did every thing together and could have been joined at the hip. The two of them were inseparable had been since they met at five and formed an ever lasting friendship. A friendship that saw each other through thick and thin and even fates hardly believed to be imaginable.

Two deaths made their friendship even stronger his lovely sister Anna and her father. Each time their was a tragedy in one of their lives the other was there providing much needed solace. How many times had he cried on her shoulder? How many times had she? Each time they made it through it was only because of the other and their unwavering support and dedication. He felt the scars on his arm prickling and ignored it instead thinking about her.

He always thought of her

Yet she didn’t love him back…. At least not like that. He had tried risking every thing in their friendship to tell him how he felt about her. Each time she shot him down either two afraid or not feeling the things he did instead he was to watch her go out with other men, men who weren’t ideal for her in even the slightest bit.

“God damn Joshua” He murmured his eyes narrowing as he took another swig “Why can’t she see that low lives cheating on her?” He asked to no one in particular before drinking some more. He tried to tell her but instead she got angry with him leading to a big argument that found him in his current situation.

“Should just go punch the man’s lights out” He remarked feeling his anger tightening in his chest. He had an anger problem one that always threatened to get out of control. He recalled the anger counselors lessons and tried to back down and clam himself breathing until he felt the feeling dissipate it was only then that he finished his beer draining the last contents and glancing over at Patrick.

“I can walk home” He said sliding off the bar only slightly unsteady at his feet.

“You sure Lad” Patrick said glancing over at him with concern “I got the money for a cab if you-“

“I need the fresh air” Mark said shaking his head and fishing out the money for his drinks “Thanks for the bar stool mate” He said dropping it on the counter and sending him a warm smile before stepping out onto the sidewalk. He breathed in the fresh air and let it clear his head before slowly walking across the campus. He enjoyed the sights and the early dawn peeking over the buildings. He never regretted going to the same college as her or any thing he did for he just wanted her to wake the hell up!

Was that to hard to ask?

He finally reached their two bedroom apartment and stepped in significantly more sober than he had been. He took off his leather jacket revealing a simple white beater that showed off his tall and lean physique. He tossed his keys onto the table and sighed crashing down on the couch and stretching his shoulders out. He closed his eyes thinking about taking a nap as he sat in silence.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Sitting on my small bed, I finally wipe my eyes, what the hell I never cried, I don't think I've cried really since that night... That night I walked away from Mark... What the fuck had I done, I think to myself... Who believes a idiot boyfriend over there best friend... I did that's who, I think back to that argument and I hate myself for the way I had treated him... What kind of person did that to there best friend, was that why this was happening, to show her what a selfish bitch she had been.

She got up and looked in her mirror atop her dresser, she still couldn't believe this was really happening, but it was, she pinched herself once again, it hurt just like before, so not dreaming she thought to herself. Okay Julia get your shit together, and figure this thing out, the cynic part of her still thought she was in some really warped dream, the realist in her had to face the reality that her wish came true... Again her heart ached... She began crying again... What to do! She thought to herself.

After what seemed like more hours of endless crying she had cried herself to sleep... Maybe she'd wake up and be in reality again, where she looked like her 27 year old self... And was cynically ignorant, her brothers words played in her mind as she fell asleep. She tossed and turned... What seemed like many hours later she woke up again rubbing her eyes that were sore..

Focus came to view and it was night now, she got up taking a deep breath and turned the wall light on and looked into the mirror once more. Fucking great she thought out loud, this was really happening... What a freaking nightmare... Then she thought how far back had she gone? She looked in her night side table... Her diary... She shook her head in the irony of all this. She opened to the most recent page and looked for a date and year... Holy shit she thought out loud again.

She started pacing the room, throwing the diary at the floor.. This wasn't real... How could it be real? She asked her reflection... She looked down at her cloths, they were baggy on her she was much skinnier at 19, she was always on the go, always carefree, ran track and stayed fit. She walked to her closet... Rolled her eyes at the cloths, was I always this down to earth she thought or was she just herself when she was with Mark. He brought the best out in her, and she had changed drastically after there fight, she moved out, moved on campus, didn't really hang out with people much and stayed to herself... She withdrew from alot and stayed with a lowlife that cheated on her and treates her like crap for Years, before finding out the truth.

She had thought about reaching out to mark, but after the way she treated him what right did she have. She stopped thinking and changed into a pair of yoga pants and a tank top and pulled her long brown hair up into A pony tail.

Maybe she was still imagining all this... She didn't know what to believe anymore. She sighed and wiped her eyes again. She walked downstairs, and tripped over her own two feet, right still clumsy she thought. She ran right into the living room table, and yelped out a few cuss words.

 

[silvertongue217]

The sudden noise startled him breaking him out of his thoughts and causing him to jump. The short “nap” he had taken burned most if not all of the alcohol out of him. He felt better or at least more refreshed then he had when he got home. He knew he shouldn’t drink so much for a wide variety of reasons but it helped dull the pain. He wasn’t any newcomer to pain hell he wasn’t even a newcomer to death. He was pretty much the last of his family since every one else had died of excessive drinking and a hard life. Then there was his sister a fatality of his fathers drunken driving.

He still remembered beating his father to a pulp after finding out the news. The blood running and dripping off his fist as he looked at the bloody pulp on the floor before he spit on him and left. He still could remember how lost he felt during those months and days and how no one in his life was there to help him through it.

Except her

It made it all the more frustrating for him to have gone through all this stuff with her, to share in all of these experiences and only grow to care and love for her even more. Yet she didn’t feel that way about him and he was just going to have to learn to accept that. Even if it meant seeing her with total A holes and people who would do nothing but hurt her.

Case in point……..

He heard her cursing and got up wincing a little at the slight headache forming in his head. He walked over peeking his head through the door way and giving her a very guarded look.

“Good morning” He said softly coming in “I didn’t hear you were up” He said clearing his throat awkwardly “I came in late so I am about to head to bed I know you don’t want to talk to me after our big fight so I will leave you be”

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

For once in her life she was unsure about everything... Who she was, why she was in the past, she thought back.... She thought about the things that she said to him, she wished she wasn't so afraid to really be loved.... She knew he would treat her right, mentally but what if something happened she had already lost so much, she didn't want to lose him too. She had no Idea physically what he was into they never really talked about there sexual lives. Why did she hurt him like that. She loved him. He was her everything. She was so upset with herself, now she has a do over, but wouldn't that alter the future, and did she really even have a good life...

She sighed, she thought about the cuts on her thighs, Noone ever found out about those, not even Mark, it was the only real secret that was her own. She couldn't dwell on that, she had a chance to fix things... But was it already to late, she wondered... She said horrible things to the only person besides her brother and mom that ever loved her.

Dammit all to hell she thought.

Just because they were best friends didn't mean that they were destined to be together, but when she thought about her new life, the one thing she was missing was him... And she knew that meant something, how many times had she dialed his number. She needed to sort this out, even if it was just to apologize, she owed him that much.

Fucking table she said outloud, like its the tables fault.

She slightly jumped hearing his voice... Marks voice she thought to herself. She looked up and it was like seeing him for the first time. Technically for her it was. It was like seeing a ghost.

She knew she was pale and frozen. "Mark wait." She said her hands shaking visibly. She finally moved her legs felt shaky. She touched his arm gently, more or less asking him to hold on.

 

[silvertongue217]

He heard her calling out for him and he froze a thousand thoughts running through his mind. He could hear the need and the want in her voice and it sent a shiver down his spine. He felt his entire body pulling towards her burning with the desire to take her into his arm. It would be so easy hell it was natural for him. They always comforted each other through the tough times. He had cried on her shoulder and she had more than cried on his. How did you just forget that? How did you turn some one like that away.

He didn’t even want to

He took a half step towards her his hands automatically coming up. He was about to clear the last bit of space between them when he stopped his mind flashing back to their nasty fight. He had rejected him, hurt him, and stomped on his heart when all he had done was try to get her to understand what the piece of shit was doing to her. He had tried to protect her as he always did and he had his heart stomped on because of it.

“You rejected me” He finally said quietly feeling awkward “I tried to warn you about him and you yelled at me and rejected me……. I don’t know what to do any more about us…… I mean you’re my very best friend but your also so much more than that you’re…..”

He shook his head “forget it” He finally said looking over at her and leaning in to kiss her forehead gently “I love you” he said against her forehead before stepping back and going up the stairs. He went ot his room and sat on the bed sighing and flopping down closing his eyes and reflecting on all that had happened in the last 24 hours.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She bit her lip when she called out his name. She felt horrible about the way she treated him, she was so wrong... And she lived the last 8 or so years living with the fact. She took a long deep breath, and looked at him, she could feel tears spring to her eyes, but she was able to hold them at bay. She thought about telling him about the wish, then thought he wouldn't even begin to believe her. Then again if she didn't tell him, would the future be altered would things be ruined forever, and was he even going to believe her, or think she was crazy and have her commited to a psych ward. She was chewing so hard on her lip, that she drew blood, it was her tell so to speak, it always showed her feelings. Get it together Jules she told herself, fuck Noone called her that since... Well that wasn't important.

She didn't even known where to begin, this wasn't her life, this was 19 year old Julie's life... She was confused and upset, and she never got upset, most would say she was a loner only really talking to her family and her fans, her boyfriend and her barely even saw one another... She shook her head, she needed to focus on the now.

She looked at him softly, not sure what to do or say. She didn't want to push anything, she had already done enough damage as it was. Her heart was pounding waiting for him to say something, she was to unsure of herself at the moment. If he knew how horrible of a person she felt she was maybe he'd understand.

When he finally did speak, it broke her heart, and she felt like the worst human being in the world. She again had to fight back the tears that were threatening to break through again. He was right, she treated him horribly. She didn't even know what to say, or how to even react. She stood there looking lost for a moment.

She didn't dare move when he kissed her forehead, and then told her that he loved her. Her heart broke all over again, seeing the hurt in his eyes, not only did she have to live there fight once, she was here living it all again. Why the fuck could she not have come back before the fight. Then again she wouldn't have a reason to come back then. She watched as he walked away, and she let him... She needed to give him some space. She had hurt him enough.

Dammit, she thought as she stood there finally tears did come, she needed air, they had a small little backyard. It was simple and they had a hammock, she went and laid down on the hammock and just looked upward, thinking what a idiot she was.

 

[silvertongue217]

Mark stepped inside and closed the door leaning against it as he contemplated what he did. After so many years of waiting he had finally put his foot down and said enough was enough. A part of him was thrilled but more of him just wanted to run down stairs and see if she was all right. She had such a hold on his heart such an ability to tug on his heartstrings. He supposed it had to do with every thing they had been through and how much they shared but even he was taken back at how powerful it was some times he could felt he could feel his very soul yearning for her. Right now it was beating a steady cadence in his head.

Go to her

“For what purpose?” Mark murmured to himself ignoring how crazy he was “so she can put me in the friend zone again I’m tired of being in the friend zone”

So do some thing about it

Mark stopped looking at himself in the mirror. All these years eh hadn’t really acted on his feelings because of losing her friend ship and all they had. He could recall countless times he talked himself out of it or tore up a letter or not explaining his feelings for her. His fear of losing her was to much and all those times he convinced himself being a friend was better than being nothing. Yet….. Now he was tired of being a friend, and tired of watching her get involved and hurt with these A holes. Maybe it was time to risk it all so to speak even if it meant losing her.

“Any thing is better than continuing to live like this” He finally decided steeling his nerve. He spent a few more minutes in his room gathering the things that played to his…. Particular taste before finally stepping back out and entering the hallway. He noticed her room was open and went downstairs spying her in the hammock and moving towards it. He hesitated for one moment then steeled his resolve stepping out into the backyard and going over to the hammock.

“I need you to do some thing for me” He said stopping in front of her “I need you to come to my room for a second please” He said trying not to give any thing away.

 

[JENNER_BRUCE]

.....

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She sighed to herself, she knew she deserved him walking away from her after the way she treated him, she would have walked away too. What the hell she knew she messed up, but did she really have to go through losing him all over again. She had really fucked up twice, what the hell kind of wish was this. She wanted to scream, she wiped the tears from her eyes. Why did she have to mess everything up, she always felt that way that she was the reason everything bad had happened, and now she ruined her friendship.. Again. She just stared up at the sky, wondering what the hell she had even wished for... To go back yeah but not to go back to losing him all over again.

She started rocking on the hammock, she just wanted to go and tell him how sorry she was.. But thought it was best if she just let him be for now.

As much as she to turn her thoughts of they just kept coming through. She wanted her life back, but she didn't want to go back and not have Mark be a part of it, hell she didn't know if she even wanted to go back, sure she had money, and fame, but she didn't have the one person who always stood by her side.

Jesus Julie you've made a mess of your life, she thought outloud.

She frowned at that thought. Her life wasn't that bad was it! Well surely it must be if your back here and now. Her head was starting to hurt from all of the thoughts that were running through her mind. She rubbed her temple in some attempt to shake the incoming headache. She started thinking about how she stayed with the asshole that had cheated on her, and how she knew she should have believed mark, he would never have lied to her. She took a very long deep breath.

Just go tell him you were wrong about everything, that he was right and you were wrong, but then again he needed to be alone or so she felt he needed to be alone. Her eyes were slightly red, her hair slightly messed up from having it pulled back and laying down. The tight tank top clung to her, damp from the summer sun, who the hell sat outside in yoga pants, she thought to herself, oh well it was just her and Mark. She shook her head and resolved to stop her thoughts, at least for a while anyway. She hadn't heard Mark walk into the back yard.

She nearly fell out of the hammock at the sound of his voice, but she balanced herself quickly. "Of course I can." She said softly, standing up carefully. It wasn't as if she had never been in his bedroom before, so she thought nothing of it. In a sense she was just glad he was talking to her.

 

[silvertongue217]

He led her into his room idly wondering if she had any idea what was about to take place. He didn’t want to spend to much time over thinking I lest he actually talk himself out of this so he quickly shut the door hoping the sound wouldn’t startle her. It was easier now that they were in the room now that he could focus on her beautiful body. How many times had he admired said body? Hell how many times had he laid awake at night stroking his cock to the thought of said body. The worse part was he had seen it on and off throughout the years being a roommate and best friend had afforded him a few accidental peaks but he had never seen the full thing.

Even if it was all he thought about

“I hope you trust me” He said softly his heart beating an even more unsteady cadence as he advanced on her. He knew he was going to lose his nerve if he waited any longer so he quickly grabbed the two things on his dresser the things she probably didn’t even know he had or was into. He quickly gabbed her hands keeping her wrist together as he lopped the leather thong around them and secured them with a knot.

As he work he spoke to her

“I can’t wait any longer” He finally said pushing her towards the bed “You keep going out with these guys keep spurning me and I just cant take it any more I don’t want to be in the friends zone with you any longer and even if this ruins are relationship I need to show you just how badly….. I want you”

And with that he fitted the ball gag into her mouth shutting it so she wouldn’t be able to tell him no. Was what he doing rape? He didn’t know but was he enjoying it?

Hell yes

So he had a dominating fetish…… Okay he had a big one! He didn’t know when it started but normal or “vanilla” sex never had much of an interest to him. Ever since he hit puberty his obsession was into tying girls up and using them. Of course the brunt of his fantasy’s involved tying his best friend up but over the years he was able to find….. others who shard his interest.

Girls for him to play with

Of course they didn’t fulfill his ultimate fantasy, they weren’t her after all but now he had her currently bent over the bed looking just as delectable as he thought. He felt his cock twitching and hardening and ran a hand over her back admiring her form.

“I bet you never knew this about me” He remarked grabbing the top of her yoga pants “didn’t know I was into….. Well this but you have no idea how many times I have imagined doing this to you or stroked myself off to this” he said his voice getting husky as he slowly pulled her yoga pants down taking the time to admire each exposed bit of flesh.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

So many thoughts were going through her mind as she followed him up to his room, at least this was a start she thought to herself. She chewed on her lip, and looked idly around his room, not really even sure what the hell she was looking at. She was wondering if they were going to talk, she needed him to know how sorry she was for everything. She hated the silence, but she didn't want to start the conversation, with what that she was sorry. It felt strange in his room, considering in her time she hasn't been there in years. She was practically screaming in her head.

Her head was spinning, she thought she might lose her mind if one of them didn't say something soon.

She looked at him softly.. A little taken back by him asking if she trusted him, of course she did. "Always." She said gently. He seemed different than she remembered or maybe it was just her mind playing tricks on her. She was stunned when he grabbed her hands, but still didn't really think to much of it, she was bewildered however when he tied her wrist tightly together... "Mark what are you doing?" She asked simply...she wasn't scared, at least not yet.

Her heart was pounding now... She wasn't sure if she was scared or more curious.. Maybe he just wanted to assure she listened to him.

She now was getting confused, when he pushed her towards his bed, and she listened to all he had to say, and she would be lying if she said she wasn't now starting to freak out. He was right about her going out with idiots, and also her spurning him, but the whole friend zone thing, clearly he knew that wasn't intentional. When he said that he wanted her, she wasn't sure what she was feeling now..

She was attempting to try and say something, before he put a gag in her mouth, now she was scared, of him, no she thought would he hurt her, no she knew better than that, but then again her hands were tied and he had put a gag in her mouth, she could feel her hands starting to shake now.

Was this really happening, had her best friend really tied her hands up, and gagged her, yes this was really happening, this wish was so not turning out the way she expected.

So many things were going through her mind... What the Fuck was happening. This was Mark, her Mark clearly he wouldn't go through with anything, then again did she ever think he'd put a ball gag in her mouth. This wasn't the Mark she knew, then again she only knew the side he allowed her to see, she was learning he had a whole different side to him. She was in a very vulnerable position, and having her hands tied and her mouth gagged, clearly she wasn't getting out of this predicament any time soon.

She could feel her hands shaking, her heart racing, her uneven breathing, it was so quiet she thought, you could probably hear a pin drop.

She had always strived herself at being tough, but how the hell could she be tough against Mark, she never thought she'd have a reason to, and now here she was bent over on his bed. She realized that when he only touched her back, she jumped, in fear, no she didn't fear him, then again she had no freaking clue on what he planned to do to her.

When he spoke, she kind of froze, part of her was angry, the other part scared, and hell maybe part of her was curious. She shook her head no, not really even sure what she was saying no to. But when she felt him slowly removing her yoga pants, she thought about her scars... What the Fuck Julie who thinks of scars at a time like this!! Well that fact And the fact she wished she had worn panties, she wondered if he could hear the pounding in her chest, or noticed the goosebumps on her skin, or even took notice to the shaking of her head... All she knew was her best friend was taking there relationship to a whole different level whether she wanted him to or not.

 

[silvertongue217]

“Fucking beautiful” He whispered looking at her bare pussy as if it was the holy grail. He supposed in a way it was to him representing years of want and desire. The image before him was almost enough to satisfy him after all how long had he imagined her in any position he considered erotic and compromising. He got off on the submission he got off on knowing she couldn’t stop this even if she wanted to. He idly wondered if that made him a rapist but quickly banished the thought.

He simply didn’t care enough

“You have no idea how long I have waited for this” He said leaning in giving a light sniff “You even smell good!” he said biting back a groan as he wetted his lip. He knew he needed a taste and he knew once he did any pretense or line would be gone. He didn’t have nay intention of stopping but he did take a moment to breathe in the fact that in a few seconds their friendship would be no more hopefully giving birth to some thing else entirely.

He snaked is tongue out curling the tip lightly licking his way up and down her thigh. He started on the inside first biting and softly nibbling tasting her skin and sucking on it as if it were candy. He kept moving coming closer and closer not for once stopping or moving away.

He was committed

He reached her lips and drew his tongue up running up and down her slit teasingly before snaking inside of her. He moaned at her juices flowing into his mouth and kept licking eating her out in earnest. His tongue making soft lapping sounds as he tongue fucked her. He didn’t take his time instead attacking her pussy as if he was a man dying for a feast.

Which in a way he was

He gripped her hips pulling her in closer continuing to eat her out.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She wasn't sure at that moment what to think and or what to feel. All she knew is she was in a position that no way she looked at it was she getting out of it. Even if she did try to fight him, he would easily over power her. She focused on her breathing and tried blocking out the fact that here she was bent over on her best friends bed. She hated the feeling of not having control over herself. She wondered about how many other girls he had done this to.

Then she thought why in the hell did it matter how many times he had done this with other woman, here and now he was doing this to her.

She listened carefully as he spoke, and at the mention of her smelling good she felt her entire body flush. She knew why he was doing this, but she didn't understand how he could do this to her. She tried moving her hands to see how tight the rope was, and realized that was a lost cause, and with a ball gag in her mouth she couldnt scream, so she was fucked, and then in her head she laughed at how ironic that sounded.

When she felt his tongue on her thigh, she gasped and her body jerked, it was differnet thinking what was to come, than what was actually happening. She was squirming as she felt more of him licking and tasting her. She wanted to cry, but at the same time that was a moment of weakness and the last thing she wanted was for him to see her as weak.

She breathed deeply, her hands trying to fidget with the bounds.

Once his tounge found her, much to her dismay her wet pussy and started slowly licking up and down, and then sliding his tongue inside of her, she whimpered, more in shame of herself getting wet. She reminded herself to never make another wish as long as she lived. She was mubbling into the gag, but it just sounded like jibberish, and her body was betraying her. She didnt know how this all came to be so fast, and she continued shaking her head no.

Her eyes got wide when he grabbed her hips and pulled her closer, and licked her pussy as if there was no tomorrow, fucking body betraying her she thoght to herself, but maybe somewhere deep down a part of her wanted this as well.

 

[silvertongue217]

“I know you probably didn’t expect this” He murmured against her pussy licking and nibbling on the tender flesh. He loved oral and he made sure he let her know how much he did as well as how long he had been waiting for this. He alternated between licking her tender flesh with the softest part of his tongue and full on shoving his tongue deep inside of her and licking without abandon. His hands continued to message her hips making sure she couldn’t move and keeping her firmly in place.

“I mean what person thinks their best friend is going to rape them” He murmured nibbling on her lips as running his nose up and down her slit “but you see I’m in love with you….. I always have been and you’ve never noticed me so now well I’m going to give you no choice but to notice me”

His cock was aching for her so he rose, he didn’t bother to take off his clothes fishing his cock out and kicking her legs open. This was it…. This was the point of no return if he went through he would never be able to take it back. If he stopped now she might forgive him but he would never get her not in the way he wanted to at least. He might still have his best friend though…..

But stuck in the friend zone

“I just want you to know I do love you” He said softly stroking her back “And I’m doing this because I love you” He said before closing his eyes and pushing with his hips.

He entered her slowly his cock sliding deep inside of her. He felt a little resistance at first but ignored it pushing forward with his hips until he was buried inside of her. He moaned in pure pleasure at the wet heat of her core his body giving a soft twitch. She felt better than he could have ever hoped! She was like a dream on his cock. He moved in and out moaning in pleasure as he rubbed her back.

“Your mine now”

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

He knew she didn't expect this, that was a complete understatement... she hadn't expected this at all. She couldn't deny that the things that were going through her mind was pure anger, but she also had to admit to herself, that her body wouldn't have reacted this way if deep down some part of her hadn't wanted this. Each time he licked her soft slit, her body reacted, yet when his tongue snaked inside of her she had to gasp into her gag, she wasn't sure if it was just in surprise or because it was feeling way to fucking good. Even though she tried to squirm away, he definantly was not having any of that, she was slim and fit, but he definantly overpowered her.

Yes what person did think that! She again could not believe this was happening, and she had no idea he had this side to him. She couldn't fathom anything when he said he loved her.. the sane part of her thought what kind of person did this to someone they were in love with, the non sane part of her believed in his own twisted way he did. There was no denying that she was dripping wet, or that she wasn't on edge.. then she angered herself, she was getting pissed at her own self that part of her was turned on by this whole situation.

She tried to gather her thoughts, when she felt him kick her slim legs open, and she felt like she was loosing all sense of her own will and control, and it wasn't as if she could even ask him to stop, she was in no posistion to and even if he let her out of her restraints, she knew damn well, she wasn't strong enough to get away. Hell it wasn't like this was her first time.. wait, damn she thought. She knew never to make another wish as long as she lived, but then again, maybe this was happening for some strange reason, that at the moment she didn't understand. Maybe he was right though.. she never noticed him at least not in this way, and it wasn't cause he wasn't hot because lets face facts he was fucking gorgeous, she shook her head, but she wasn't sure if it was in protest or in the simple fact, she was angry at where her thoughts were taking her.

Was she thinking that she deserved this, no that was ludacrious she thought to herself, no one actually deserved this.

Her head was spinning, and she was lost, and it wasn't in her world this was in his world, and he again stressed the fact that he loved her.. she wanted to believe him, Julie was getting so frustrated in her own feelings, she was held firmly in place, so she slightly whimpered against the gag in her mouth again, but that was to no avail.

She jumped slightly when she felt his cock enter her tightness. She had tears in her eyes and she wasn't sure if it were because of what he was doing to her, or because of the slight pain she felt, or because perhaps she knew part of her deep down wanted this. Once she relaxed well as much as one could relax in a situation like this, the pain had only lasted for a quick second, and again she could feel her body betraying her, she could feel how wet she was, soaking wet to be exact. She knew now it wasn't the brief pain that made her tear up or even that her best friend had what "raped" her, but was that really what was happening? She didn't even know.. she was hurt how he went about it all, but she couldn't lie that having him inside of her, was pure bliss. And it wasn't as if he was even hurting her matter of fact he was taking his time with her, and he was gently rubbing her back, she was still hurt, but the lust was overtaking her at the moment.. and she wasn't shaking her head no anymore, or even really squirming to try and get away... she still had tears in her eyes, she thought maybe more from shame in herself than anything else, but her body wanted more.

When he said in a husky voice that she was his, she didn't know what to feel, perhaps maybe she was his, maybe she had been his for a long time and she was to blind to see it... no, her best friend wouldn't have put her through this emotional torment.. if that was even what this was..

 

[silvertongue217]

She felt

Absolutely

Divine

Mark decided to focus on that and not the fact that he was technically raping his best friend. He supposed rape was some thing he should feel worse about comiting but…. Once again.

She felt divine

He didn’t know if it was because he was living a life long fantasy, because he hadn’t had sex in a long time or just because her pussy felt so good. In any case he kept going the steady clapping of his balls against her sex driving out any reservations he still had. Why should he consider this rape? He thought to himself as he kept going. She spent the night with him more than a few times after a bad breakup, they saw each other naked before, and they even shared a kiss or two no so long ago. Did he care that she didn’t feel that way about him?

He continued thrusting in and out of her speeding up suddenly angry. Her he was raping his best friend the best friend who he loved more than any thing yet never got the same level of love from. Why? He didn’t know he was always nice to her always charming what about him made him undesirable in her eyes?

“You know I was always here for you” He growled grabbing her hips driving into her faster and harder “Always there when you needed me to be through bad breakups and the shit that went on in our lives I was always the one who was there I was always the one you came to so why couldn’t you love me? Like that? Cant you see how good we are for each other? Why cant you see that?”

He growled and kept going his eyes narrowing as he took in her body “You were meant to be mine you always were and now you will be!”

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She was so upset at herself. She had no idea what about at the moment however.

Then she knew, she was upset what for trusting him.. no that was not it either.

She was upset, because deep down she knew, she wanted this.

Her heart was racing, and her breathing was heavy, and her pussy all but welcomed him, her body welcomed him, as much as her mind screamed this was wrong on so many levels her body welcomed him.

What the hell kind of wish made things like this happen, she didn't know, but she knew it was meant to happen this way for some reason, what to see his lifestyle, to see what he was into, what she didn't know, she knew she made the wish cause she missed him, she wanted to tell him that, not particularly about the wish, but more that she had missed him... maybe she would tell him of the wish another time, right now her only thought was that her best friend was basically raping her, and her body wanted more.

She gasped as he got more aggresive, and picked up the pace and basically started to ram into her hard fast and furiously. Part of it turned her on, another part of it bothered her. Was this just a side to him she never thought existed and then it struck her how many other girls had he done this to, and then she suddenly felt irritated, what did she think she was special because he was taking her.. and she got angry there might have been other unwilling girls. Jesus she really was losing her mind.

She gasped and panted and he drove harder and faster into her. His words shocked her and hurt her all at the same time and yet she knew he was right about everything, but what he didn't know is it had nothing to do with him, it was more what if they did get together and things went wrong she would lose her best friend and her lover. Didnt he understand that at all.

She noticed his tone turned darker, and she knew he meant what he said, and she partly agreed she was his.. and she couldnt help but moan into the gag him taking her like this rough and hard was going to make her cum regardless if she wanted to or not.

 

[silvertongue217]

He felt her beginning to quake and shake and grinned. If any thing could be said it was that what he was doing to her did turn her on. He knew enough to know that she was approaching her orgasm that her release was about to take over. A part of him felt pleasure in the knowledge that she would cum to his cock after so long. Maybe now she would see just what he had to offer her.

Or she would want nothing to do with him

He pushed those thoughts away instead focusing on bringing her to orgasm. He wanted no needed to make her cum not only to appease his own moral guilt but to feel her orgasm on his cock. He purred in pleasure at the thought moving harder and faster his hands going up her back and grabbing the back of her head. He threaded her fingers through her hair getting a secure hold on it before he pushed her down.

“Alright baby here it comes” He purred using his grip to get a better position to really ram into her “Now let go for me damn the consequences give me your orgasm and your love I want it I demand it”

He continued thrusting harder and faster deeper and roughing his hands all over her fondling her tits and every inch of her body as he felt his own orgasm reaching.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She had no idea why her body was giving in and then she realized her mind was giving in just as much. And as much as she wanted to deny it, she wanted more. Her nails dug into her hands, she was so close to the edge and he was pushing her more and more. He was getting what he wanted she thought, and though at first this may have not been what she wanted, it was surely seeming to be what she needed.

She was angry with him, she was hurt, but damn if she didn't feel so good, matter of fact, had any other man ever made her feel so good, no she didn't think so. He was hitting all the right spots, and it seemed the rougher he got, the higher her orgasm seemed to build, and it showed that she wanted more.

She was close, and she was on the fucking edge, partially because of her emotions, partly because she needed to cum for him. Her mind was in a whirlwind, but at the moment her pussy was tightening around his cock, she was so close, so agonizingly close. The harder and the faster he rammed into her, only built her orgasm higher and higher.

For some reason him pulling her head back towards him and then pushed her down into the mattress, only made her hotter for him. She was so hot all over, she was flushed, she was moaning into her gag, and the deeper he went, the more she couldn't control her body. She wanted this.. she realized she wanted him to make her cum.

Each touch he placed along his body as he fucked her was to much, and she couldn't contain herself any longer, her pussy tightened around his cock, and her body started to shake, and she was moaning and gasping into the gag.

 

[silvertongue217]

“That’s right baby” Mark purred feeling her beginning to spurt and orgasm around his cock “give it up give me what I want your mine now I own you I bet no one has ever made you cum that hard huh? I bet no one has ever made you feel this good and well fucked you could have had this the entire time but you made me wait you didn’t want it and now that I’ve been forced to show you how good it is now that I’ve made you mine you wont ever go back to the other because even if you do I will just do it to you again do it to you until you have learned hwo you belong to who owns your pussy and body admit it your in love with me and now your in love with what I can do to you”

He felt his own balls tightening and gave a low moan of pleasure. Seconds later his cock burst his cum filling her and shooting into her with the force of a canon. His cum was stronger and thick stronger than any other lover she had in her past life or before her wish. He cam long and hard continuing to pump in and out of her at a leisurely pace while he waited for his balls to drain.

He finally felt his cock fall limply out and he pulled back satisfied “Good girl look how well you’ve taken my cum I got it in nice and deep to make sure none of it drips out maybe I’ve impregnated you after all that’s a good way to make sure you stay mine forever to make you mine make you carry my babies to pay for you not realizing this about us before you have to admit the sex was fucking good and we are already thick as thieves and best friends I wonder if you will still try and tell me no after this even after the amazing sex and the clear evidence we are meant to be I hope not I will just do this to you again unless of course you call the cops on me but I don’t think you will” He murmured leaning in and licking her tender pussy.

He reached over untying her and loosening the straps on the gag

“I’m going to let you stew in what just happened come to terms with our new relationship I have class any ways when I get home however I expect you to be waiting in lingerie for me ready for our new love to be born I expect nothing less from you” He said his voice deadly serious as he got up and grabbed his clothes.

“Be a good girl” He simply said before closing the door and leaving her as he went to class.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She was surprised at his words, though more surprised at the fact that he had been right, noone had made her cum that hard before, nor made her want for more as he had, she hated to admit that to herself, but at the same time facts were that facts. He was also right in the fact that noone had ever made her feel that good before... she had cummed harder with him than any of her other partners and she wasn't really sure if it was because it was simply Mark, and that he had made her feel so good even in the way he went about taking her.

When he said he would just do it again, she knew he was telling the truth, yet part of her knew that he wouldn't have to do it again, she was sure she would be willing, even if she didn't want to face those facts just yet, and he was right she did love him always had, she was just to afraid to lose what they had with one another, but he changed all of that today she thought to herself.

Hearing his moan of pleasure seemed to add to her own and she wondered what he hell was wrong with her. She felt his cum pump inside of her hard and fast, and she realized that he hadn't used protection. She shook the thoughts that were now forming in her head away. He continued to pump slowly in and out of her as he came and came.

She thought about getting pregnant, and then remembered she was a virgin at this time of her life, and wasn't on the pill because she hadn't really thought of sex at that time... now she had to think about it. Then what he said only added to her thoughts.. he was right about one thing however if she became pregnant she would probably never leave.

He was also right she'd never call the cops on him, as hurt and angry as she was she would not put him in jail, because deep down she was sure part of her had wanted this, wanted him, well she knew she wanted him, why else would she had made a wish and come back in time, and as bizarre as the day had been, part of her knew this was why she returned, maybe deep down she was a freak and he was the one man willing to show her, that she was not okay with just vanilla sex.

She sighed and gasped when he licked her now tender pussy.

She rubbed her hands together after he untied her, bringing the circulation back to her hands, then took a deep breath after she removed her gag.

She looked at him stunned and hurt, and angry at his next words, but she wouldn't let him see her cry, so she quickly turned away as he walked out the door and told her to be a good girl his cloths in hand..

Had all that really just happened she thought to herself as tears rolled down her cheeks, yes it had, she cleaned up there mess, then went and took a long hot shower, knowing she would do as she was told.. and she was not even sure if it was because the thought excited her or the thought scared the hell out of her either way, she dressed in lingerie as he asked, and cleaned there small apartment, periodically crying throughout the day... not sure if in shame that he nade her cum, or that he forced her, or that maybe just maybe she wanted it.

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[silvertongue217]

Mark walked through the campus heading back home with a little extra pep in his step. He felt good like a huge knot that had been festering in his back for years was finally loosened and gone. It was probably to be expected since he had finally conquered his greatest love. His best friend was now his he was so sure of it that he felt safe leaving her for class and not speaking to her about it. He knew she would be going through a great many emotions and would need the time to come to terms with it but he didn’t once think that she would say no to their little arrangement. He felt the force of her cum the power behind what he was doing there was great strength in dominating a woman it bound them to you in a way that others rarely knew. There was no way she couldn’t be his after that could there? The momentary insecurity caused him to walk home faster until he was at the door.

He opened it and walked in noting the house was cleaned. That was either good or bad she either cleaned because she was upset or because she wanted to impress him. He felt the worry festering and moved in dropping his back pack and walking into the living room to find her.

He wasn’t dissapointed

He felt his shoulders relax as he took in her lingerie-clad form. His tongue flicked out running across his lower lip as he got a good look at her. He felt his cock already beginning to twitch and come to life and felt his pulse quickening as he eagerly regarded her bountiful skill.

“You did well” He breathed coming over tenderly running his hands across her hair “I think we have much to talk about” He said taking her hand and leading her to the couch. He pulled her onto his lap some thing he had done a thousand times yet very different given what they had done.

“I do love you” He said nuzzling her neck kissing it gently “I’ve been in love with you for a long time and even though you might want me to say sorry for what I did I cant I needed you wanted you and desired you more than any thing after our fight and what that Asshole did I just couldn’t stand idly by any more I had to show you what a life could be like with me being with me”

“So be mine be my girl my submissive let me show you true pleasure let me be the loving boyfriend I can be and the dark master you crave”

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

The day seemed to go by in a blur for her, the time running in together, she didn't have class, hell she wasn't even sure what day it was, she wasn't in kansas anymore that was for sure. He had showed her things, that she knew existed, but that she had never tried.... none of her lovers had taken her that way, and part of her knew she wanted it... she needed it.

She wanted to hate him she really did, but she couldn't they had been through to much together. She had been upset at the way he left her there, but then again what the hell did she expect. She thought about all that had happened and she had to admit, thinking of it made her pussy throb and become wet... what the hell, she thought.

She had to admit, noone had ever made her feel quite the way he had, and she wasn't sure if she even wanted to go back, if she'd remember any of this..she knew somehow she had to get back, alternate universe bullshit she thought. Why was she doing as he asked of her.. she knew she had power herself, yet she didn't think she had any at all, it was such a confusing and mind fuck of a day.

Cleaning at least helped ease her mind some it always had that effect for her.

She knew her eyes were red from crying off and on all day yet she didn't care. She was feeling so many emotions she felt like she was on a never ending roller coaster, where part of her wanted to get off and the other part screamed for one more ride. Her heart was pounding, as she stood in the living room, she had thought about cooking but the thought of food made her queasy.

She almost didn't hear him come into the room, she was wearing what he had asked for, and felt awkward and pretty naked to say the least.

She was angry with herself, why had she even listened to him. She didn't know, why.. all she knew was that she did.. and part of her had wanted to. She sighed to herself, her heart racing.. her head spinning, and her feelings so wishy washy.

She looked up at him as he spoke a little startled, and she realized she jumped slightly, she never jumped at his voice, when he touched her hair and stroked it slightly she felt like leaning into his touch, what was wrong with her. He took her hand and she didn't pull away, she followed him to the couch, she still loved him, even after what he did, and this angered her and bothered her all at the same time.

When he pulled her into his lap, she felt her hands shake a little not in fear, she was not sure in what though.

He had told her numerous times that he loved her that day, even while he was taking her. She listened to him carefully, she had never once lead him on, she was always scared of losing him... but yet now, she didn't think she would have to worry over that. She wasn't really looking at him she was more looking at her hands, and didn't really know what to say to everything he was saying.

How could someone that loved a person, do what he had done, then again was what he had done that terrible.. maybe part of her did deserve it, maybe that was the only way to get her to wake up and really see him, as more than her best friend, that didn't mean she couldn't be upset at the way he went about it, and he had already admitted he was not sorry.

She had never had a relationship where she was someone's submissive, she was not really even sure what all that entailed, only what she had read and seen in movies.. she did know this... she wasn't saying no.. yet she was at a loss for words.. she looked at him finally, and nodded her head, oh god she thought what the hell was she thinking or getting herself into.