Descent into Submission (Closed)

[DeepBlue89]

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"Hey babe, did you check out the article?"
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Henry called me from the living room, as I began to put some things into the traveling bag to my side. I chuckled, already imagining the comment section of whatever tabloid magazine decided to cover my last photoshoot. No, I wasn't putting down my work but it seems that whenever Henry would tell me that an article was written about me, it was always either some tabloid or worse, some sketchy looking sites - usually with a demeaning name, like "BigBootyBitches" or "FineWomen". Being a model and amateur actress was great work, don't get me wrong...but I doubted that whatever the article was, that it somehow wasn't written by the New York Times or Wall Street Journal. It was somehow as if having a body like mine demanded that only the sketchiest "news" outlets covered my career. I chuckled to myself, zipping up the large bag, I placed it near the front door before heading over to my fiance, who was sitting in front of his laptop. Placed to his side was his bag, which looked quite a bit smaller than mine. I hoped that he didn't forget to pack.

I leaned forward, reading what was written:

http://i.imgur.com/e5WV0sL.jpg?1

Ashley is engaged?!

Ashley Gonzalez is taking a break from social media for the next three weeks it seems, if her latest post on Instagram is to be believed. But an anonymous source has been cited as saying that there is more than meets the eye - apparently Ashley is engaged! Whoever the lucky man is, he'll be spending three weeks with Ashley to meet with friends and family to deliver the good news. It is unknown where they'll be spending time together, but I reckon that it'll be somewhere in Texas, where her fiance is said to be from.

Wherever you are, here's hoping the best to you Assley! Keep up the good work!​

"Wow, that was almost professional until they called you Assley at the end there. Good job uhm...Big booty bitches. Seriously?"

"Yeah, another one of those. Oh well, just wonder how they figured it out."

"At least they got the State wrong. Still, I guess someone has been going through your social media accounts to figure this one out."

It was at that moment that I began to hesitate again. I didn't truly want to go back to my hometown in Illinois. It's not that I didn't want for my parents to meet Henry; he was the man that I was proud to be in love with. It was just that I had loose-ends waiting for me back home - that is, my ex-boyfriend Scott. A man that I had broken up in...less than amicable terms.

Look, I really don't want to get into much details, but I know that if I don't, you'll be pretty confused - maybe even go as far as to think that I'm a bad person.

Henry doesn't really know about him, apart from the fact that I was in a relationship sometime around my last year of high school. That much is true; Scott and I had been dating for a good part of the year. I was happy, I suppose...although Scott was a pretty lewd guy - at least with me. He was incredibly possessive too, upset whenever another guy so much as flirted with me. Now, I'm a pretty proud woman and I'm no push over. But for whatever reason, Scott had some sort of pull with me. I'm sorry, I guess that this might sound a little bit like I'm rambling or something, but that's the kind of lasting effect he had on over the years. He was a very dominant and lustful man and it was very obvious what he was after.

I was, as time went on, more and more submissive towards him. Although I stalled giving my virginity away to him, as the days went on by, it was obvious to me that eventually he'd push me into giving my body to him. The effect that he had on me was scary, so when the opportunity came...I left for college without so much as a word. Mainly on account that if I had told me, he would have definitely talked me out of it. After all, I'd often let him degrade me by calling me lewd nicknames, and even just let him slap my ass in public once - even though I'd tell anyone off if they so much as stared at me funny in public.

Keep in mind, I wasn't scared necessarily that he was going to have the same effect on me today. The second he'd do anything remotely close to what he'd done when we were dating, would be the moment where I'd kindly tell him to fuck off and leave me alone - and that's if I even bumped into him. I suppose that I was worried because I was afraid of an awkward reunion, seeing as he still lived in my hometown...at least from the slight bit of investigative work I did via Facebook.

"Honey, you okay?"

I brushed of the long strands of brown hair away from my face.

"Yeah, sorry. Kind of spaced out there." I said with a chuckle.

"Oh babe, you stressed about going? I'm telling you, your parents are going to love me!"

"Of course they will." I answered with a chuckle, giving my fiance a kiss on the cheek.

I was probably worrying for nothing. Suppose I even bumped into Scott, who's to say he'd even remember me?

 

[TirithIre]

https://st.depositphotos.com/1371851/1898/i/950/depositphotos_18989707-stock-photo-smiling-sexy-male.jpgScott had certainly been put off when Ashley had left without even a word to him. Things had been going quite well between them. Of course the perennial initial high school lovers, they had been together for just under a year when everything seemed to have gone upside down. Of course beneath the charming rugged and handsome face was the soul of a dominant man who had learned the best ways to 'get' to her were through dares or challenges, playful things which would turn darker as well.

Before he had even been able to take her virginity though, she had dissapeared. Over the following few years he had gone into the military, serving his country and proudly doing so. He had even come across the initial articles on her, and was pleased that she was doing well, even if she HAD been a royal ass bitch for leaving without even a word.

Returning home after his tour, he had gone into construction and worked hard. Yet when the latest article came up he frowned darkly. Engaged? he thought to himself. She had left him without even a word and was now reportedly ENGAGED to some other fucking guy? that certainly didn't sit well at all. By the same token though he knew that he didn't really have any real stake in her anymore. After all it wasn't as though they were together.

That didn't change the fact that he WANTED her, and unlike other men he had a very good idea of what buttons to push with her. He did some research and found some more information on her, unlike himself, she had an active social community account and it showed that they would be coming home. Making a few calls to some older friends Scott learned that there was going to be a welcome home party. He figured that would be too obvious, though he figured that he would drop by, perhaps take a look at the guy she had left him for.

Slighted was a good idea for how Scott felt about everything... but one thing was VERY certainly, he wasn't going to take things lying down. If she was returning to the home town, he was going to make sure that they bumped into each other, and he didn't care if he had to fuck her in her wedding dress... he made a silent promise to himself that he was going to get his hands on her by the time she left... though if he had HIS way, she'd never be leaving his side again. Only time would tell though.

 

[DeepBlue89]

My return to my home town was hectic.

My parents were ecstatic to see me return, it having been years since I even set foot here. I suppose that they were especially thrilled to meet Henry, my fiance, especially as I wouldn't stop bringing him up during our weekly Skype conversations. My old friends wouldn't stop calling, desperate to meet the so called power couple that my mother made us out to be. I was too polite to turn down the welcoming party that they all planned for me, although I did think it was a bit much. Then again, I knew that this suburban town wasn't exactly the most exciting and thrilling place in the world, and the people surrounding my neighborhood simply used any excuse to throw a loud party and experience any form of excitement. Besides, the excitement of all my friends and family was infectious and believe it or not, I began to feel all giddy about the party. Henry in particular was pleased about this whole arrangement. I was always so private and quiet about my high school years - finally, he thought, he was going to meet all the people who were involved in my life.

In the back of my mind, however, I wanted to ask on whether anyone knew anything about Scott. It wasn't as if I wanted him to show up at my welcoming party, seeing as the last thing I wanted was some awkward reunion with him or heaven forbid, some type of drama. I suppose that I wanted to brace myself. To maybe plan ahead of time of what I was going to say to my ex-boyfriend, who I abandoned back in this town, in case he would bring the subject up. Part of me wondered on whether he simply would let it go. After all, people do change right? For all I knew, he was happily married and was laughing off the year or so we were together.

Before I knew it, two days had passed and I was right smacking middle of my own "Welcome Home" party. As expected, a ton of people showed up - many of whom I never met before in my life. During most of the party, I stood next to Henry. We were both in a casual attire; myself being dressed in a tight black blouse and an even tight pair of jeans. My long brown hair was tied in the back of my head, an occasional long strand tickling my face. I smiled and laughed at the jokes a few of my friends made, all the while my eyes gazed the room, as if I was sub-consciously wondering on whether my ex-boyfriend would drop by.

After some time, I began to think that he wasn't showing and a near sigh of relief escaped my mouth. I relaxed, finally realizing that I wanted a drink.

"Hey honey, I'm going to go for a drink. Try not to ask too much of how I was like years ago, okay?"

We both chuckled as I headed over towards the bottles of wine neatly laid out on a table, completely unaware of the person who was about to approach me.

 

[TirithIre]

Scott had intentionally showed up late. He didn't want to cause a scene over the past. After all neither of them were high school lovers anymore, and if the military had only taught him one thing... it was how to maintain control of himself quite well. Of course that didn't change the way that he felt inside. There was quite the interesting mixture of anger, lust and sadness going on deep within him.

After all he had very mixed emotions about her. She was even more beautiful than he had remembered of her, especially with the almost skin tight pair of jeans on her, but in Scott's eyes she was the perfect woman physically. As he had stuck around mostly on the outskirts so as not to attract attention, he had taken a look at the guy that she was with now. He had to admit that she could have done much worse as far as men went... however in his eyes Ashley would always belong to him.

He had to fight the urge to go straight up to her and call her a bitch... but finally as she headed for the bottles of wine, he saw an opportunity. As she went over, he made his way over as well.

" Hi Ashley, long time no see."

His voice was unmistakable, and as she turned she could see Scott had on a pair of lighter blue jeans, along with a nice button up white shirt which was halfway undone. Along with that he had his military dog tags on since he still helped out on base from time to time with different courses and whatnot, it was a side project that he had.

He had his hands tucked into his pockets, but he smiled slightly to her. He was quite angry with her, but he was playing it incredibly cool as well, not wanting to cause a scene here and now with her here in front of everyone. That wouldn't do either of them any good. He waited to see how she would react before he said or did anything else.

 

[DeepBlue89]

Oh crap.

Oh god!

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It's funny how life works. Despite it being about five or so years since we last talked, I recognized his voice. I took a quick, deep breath before I mustered the courage to turn around. In doing so, I caught the glimpse of Scott's face; a slight smirk coming across his face. Although this all happened under the span of just a few seconds, to me it felt like an eternity. I didn't really know what to say. My mind began to run laps, going back and forth with different approaches I could take in this very moment. I couldn't tell from Scott's facial express on whether he was apathetic, happy or angry for seeing me. He was always so good with a poker face. I opened my mouth, wondering on whether I should bring up why I left, or that I was sorry for not having told him before leaving. Part of me wanted to say sorry, and other wanted to tell him that I did nothing wrong...

"Scott! It's so nice to see you!" I spoke, before going for a hug.

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...Another part of me wanted to pretend as if there was nothing to feel awkward about.

After all, in the back of my mind, I began to wonder on whether Scott even cared anymore. After all, it's been years and I was sure that he went along with his life. Even if he didn't, it would have been pretty irresponsible of me to just casually bring it up. In the best case scenario, I'd embarass myself - in the world case scenario, I would have caused a scene.

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"What have you been up to?" I added, when my arms finally reached around him.

This was much better.

 

[TirithIre]

Scott wasn't sure how she would react when he approached her. Of course at first he imagined that she would panic... then he imagined that she might actually cause a scene, but as she had an almost invisible shudder to her at his greeting, that smirk conveyed that he knew he still had a hold over her, even if it was just a subconscious one.

" Well I was in town and everyone's been buzzing about you coming home, of course I was going to come say hi."

He was moderately surprised when she went in for a hug, though as soon as she finally wrapped her arms around him he placed one arm naturally around her waist, the other going around her upper back as he gave her a squeeze. Leaning slightly in he grinned as he pulled her probably a tad more flush than she had wanted to.

" Oh, I did a few different things, though these days I am working construction on the big rigs crane operator and whatnot."

He mused with a smirk, the dog tags said he had spent time in the military so he didn't feel the need to say that right then, though he did step back, releasing her as he looked her up and down appraisingly.

" You're looking great Ashley."

He was certainly playing it very cool, though she knew his looks, he was still oogling her, even in a respectful way... his desire for her would never really wane.

" So I hear you're some kind of model now?"

He asked, pretending that he hadn't followed her career with every release in a magazine.

 

[DeepBlue89]

The hug seemed to be a good idea!

Scott had a bit of a warm tone of voice as I leaned in, stating " Well I was in town and everyone's been buzzing about you coming home, of course I was going to come say hi." before he wrapped his arms around me. It was a tight hug, as if we were close friends meeting each other for the first time in ages. Which I suppose, in some strange way, was the case for us. Maybe I was wrong to freak out about coming here and was an idiot for avoiding this town for years, because of him. Still, this hug was maybe a tad bit too affectionate - with him squeezing my body tight and I swear, his hand was too close to my waist for my liking. Either way, he let go soon after and stared at me with a smirk.

" Oh, I did a few different things, though these days I am working construction on the big rigs crane operator and whatnot."

" That's great! How is it?"

He obviously wasn't giving me the whole story; what with the dog tags around his neck. I wasn't going to bring it up if he didn't want me to - I was content with this reunion not being too awkward. Still, I could tell that he was looking at me in a very ogling kind of way - I knew him well enough to know that he was checking me out.

" So I hear you're some kind of model now?"

"Oh, yeah...It's no big deal. Just came back from California." I muttered, pointing to my engagement ring with a smile and chuckle. He must have known that I was engaged by now, right?

 

[TirithIre]

Oh the hug was a good idea, and Scott certainly wouldn't argue with that one, though even as he did step back, they both knew that he had been in control of the hug. Such a small gesture, but she still melted in a way to him.

As she asked about work though he smiled slightly.

" Oh it's challenging, the shifts are long but the pay is fantastic, so I can't complain too much."

He mused, though as she pointed to her engagement ring, he gave her a slight look as if to ask Really? she needed to point out that she was engaged? he ignored it though and nodded, though he smiled slightly.

" Oh? I don't know... that last article I saw seemed to make it seem like you were right in the spotlight."

He shrugged though and picked up a beer, popping the lid as he regarded her. He noticed one of their favorite games, ping pong was set up nearby though and he grinned to her.

" fancy a game? for old time sakes?"

He CERTAINLY remembered her competitiveness, so he added with a grin.

" I mean... if you think you can beat me after all this time, who knows I MIGHT have gotten rusty enough."

He was goading her of course, but he had a plan in mind as well, and it certainly did NOT include any fiancee's.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"Oh, those articles are nothing special though."

Was I being humble, or did I really mean that? I didn't want to go ahead and tell him that it was a regular occurrence for me to be featured on some sketchy looking site. I took my drink and drank a bit from it, following my ex-boyfriend's lead. When I saw him look to the side, I followed his gaze - expecting to see one of my high school friends to approach us. Instead, I caught the sight of the ping pong table. I looked back at Scott, who said with a big smile on his face:" fancy a game? for old time sakes? I mean... if you think you can beat me after all this time, who knows I MIGHT have gotten rusty enough."

I chuckled, ready to say no.

I'm sure Scott hadn't forgotten, but I was a very competitive woman. Whether it was sports, video games or stupid bar games like ping pong, I wanted to succeed. This led to situations where he'd push some wagers and get me to agree to stupid things if I lost - situations that I didn't plan on falling into ever again.

"Sorry Scott, I don't think that's a good idea..."

...Not that I was thinking that I would though. Still, the fact that I was saying no to Scott for a simple game, after abandoning him to start a new life in California, made me feel terrible. So, immediately after saying that, I added:

"...I mean, what if we hit one of the balls and it lands on someone?"

Hopefully, Scott didn't remember the one I had in my basement!

 

[TirithIre]

He quirked an eyebrow to her curiously, though he shrugged ever so slightly.

" If you say so."

He mused, not really sure why she would want to be shy about being absolutely breath taking... but he did take a bit of offense as she mentioned that it wasn't a good idea to play ping pong.

He was about to retort when she decided to add that part, though a wry smirk crossed his lips as she did. He thought about it though and nodded.

" that's a very good point Ashley... we wouldn't want to assault your friends with ping pong balls which I nail for points off you."

He teased, though he added almost immediately.

" How about the table in your basement? we used to play off that table quite a bit."

Of course he remembered that table, it had been one of the most private parts of her house and they played fiercly, but it was also there where his dominant tendencies had come out when they had been together as well.

" I mean... unless you're scared..."

He wasn't letting up, and besides, it was just a game of ping pong... right?

 

[DeepBlue89]

Ugh, so he did remember.

Almost as if it was a big secret, I glanced around to see on whether anyone had overheard, before I let out a sly smile before replying to Scott - "Okay, you're on. Don't feel too bad when I get my revenge on you."

Of course, I strictly meant the ping pong and not those times where...he made me pay up. Yes, we used to play wagers on those games and they never involved money. Instead, they usually involved some humiliating prize. Such as, whenever Scott got too cocky, he'd suggest something like me having to bend over in front of him, or bounce my breasts. The worst, I think, was the time that he asked me to bend over the table while he measured my ass. Like I said, real humiliating stuff, especially for someone as proud as me.

"Okay, it's this way."

Maybe that's why I practice a lot for the past few years. I suppose in some shape or form, my mind didn't want me to be put in a degrading situation again. Not that I expected to ever play a game like that with Scott again. Nevertheless, I flipped open the light switch and lead my exboyfriend to the basement. Not having been moved in a long time, there stood the ping pong table that my parents had replaced.

 

[TirithIre]

Of course he remembered it... there was quite some history between them, though as she said that he nodded easily.

" Oh? Someone must have been practicing."

He smiled though, and even as she lead the way, he followed after her. She would undoubtedly feel his eyes on her ass, but Scott had a plan. He smiled as they headed into the basement where it was just the two of them, and of course he could have tried something, but it wouldn't have worked nearly as well as his plan.

" Ah still there, awesome."

He mused, un-locking the table and lowering the sides, he smiled easily to her and picked up a paddle from the side table.

" Don't worry, it's just a friendly match."

He was setting her thoughts that it wouldn't be bad in this situation, and of course for the first few rounds he played with her he was very 'rusty', though after that he swung his arm a bit.

" You're right... you've gotten a lot better at Ping pong..."

He complimented, though he smirked.

" How about one final found with a bet? If I win, you agree to go out a few times with me. If you win, I'll go give your fiancee my blessing and never bother you about your magnificant ass again."

He was sure she wouldn't be able to resist...

 

[DeepBlue89]

Going over to the basement, I swear I could feel Scott's eyes on my ass. The man was always a bit of a lustful pervert with me, although if I had to say there was one part of my body that he loved the most, and it was my ass. I always thought it was a bit depraved, the way that he'd grab it whenever we watched a movie, or when he'd call it 'fat'. I shuddered at the thought of being with someone who'd say so many degrading things about my body. I was reminded on little things like that while we began to play, as my ex-boyfriend would use games to play with my mind...

"That's a win for me!" I said as I won the first round, feeling pretty proud of myself. From the look of things, Scott really had gotten a little rusty. I was pretty proud of myself also for not being so scared of the ball - Scott usually hit those things so hard that I was deathly afraid of being hit by one. This time around, maybe because he had matured, but the ping pong ball wasn't zipping towards me like a bullet. Pretty soon after, I found myself with yet another win. I grinned, thinking that I had somehow gotten revenge for all those times he beat me and got me to do something that I didn't want.

" How about one final found with a bet? If I win, you agree to go out a few times with me. If you win, I'll go give your fiancee my blessing and never bother you about your magnificant ass again."

And there he went again...

Ugh, it bothered me so much that despite being engaged with another man and having left him, that he still thought it was okay to talk about my body in that way. I glanced at the ping pong paddle and smiled - he had gotten a little rusty, and this could easily be a way to get Scott out of my mind forever. In the end, my arrogance got the best of me and I said: "Okay, that sounds good."

...And we began playing.

At first I thought I was doing well, but quickly I found the ball zooming by me at times.

"AH!" I shouted when one nearly hit my chest. I had to quickly back off and hit the ball. Where did that come from?

 

[TirithIre]

Scott wasn't REALLY faking too much. Ashley had certainly gotten better at the game, and Scott was out of practice. The first game of course he did need to warm up AND he didn't intentionally try to win either, so she took the game quite easily.

She may not have been considering it, but he was also distracted by the bounce of her breasts. In his eyes he didn't see her as anyone else's except his, but perhaps one day he might let her go. Even as she cringed at his words, he smirked ever so slightly. He knew that she had to feel really confident right then, but even as she groaned at his crude word use, he offered her a way to get him to stop.

As she agreed though he twirled the paddle in his hand and grinned.

" Excellent."

With that though he went right into it, and even as she shouted and jumped back, he easily landed another point with her surprised distraction. He didn't even say anything, instead he had one of the most focused looks on his face that she would have ever seen. He was going to win, and that determination, along with the fact that he wasn't actually rusty would see to her downfall.

When the game was over he smirked.

" Don't worry, I won't interrupt the party. I will meet you tomorrow at the beachside central park. We're going to go for a run, so I would wear something better than jeans."

As he passed by her though he laid the paddle down onto the table and gave her ass an overt slap, though with that he headed back out to the party, letting her make her own way out. She had just been played, just like in the old days, and now she would have to 'suffer' through a few dates with him!