A Deal With The Devil by Sophie J Brain (best ereader for academics TXT) 📕

Colin seemed to accept this; he gave a short nod of approval but still continued to leer at her. He grabbed her hand and pulled so she was sat up “I need something Jennifer”

Jen nodded and moved her hands to Colin's belt, with trembling fingers she undid his belt. His hands reached up to grab onto her hair, she gasped slightly at the pain but carried on undressing him, once his cock was with her hands she started to slowly suck. Colin was perhaps bigger than all the men she had been with.

As she moved her mouth further down his cock she felt him go firmer and he forced her head further down his cock, her reflexes kicked in and she move her head to an angle so she wouldn’t gag. He started to thrust in her mouth making her eyes water; she could his groans getting more frenzied as each thrust got more aggressive. Jen felt as he pulled her off his cock and forced her to his knees. As soon as she knelt down he emptied himself onto her face, his semen dripping down into her mouth.

“There my dear” he leered pulling her hair so she was looking up at him “that wasn't so hard was it?”

Jen shook her head and started to stand up “I should probably start to get ready”

Colin finished doing his belt up and spanked her on the arse “I'll leave the address for you” with this he walked out of the room. Jen picked up a napkin from the side table and wiped Colin's sperm off her face. She looked in the mirror; she could feel her lower lip trembling. She collapsed back on the sofa and let the tears come.

The next day Jen gingerly got out of her bed and walked to the bathroom, as she looked in the mirror she felt herself wince. Mr Matthews had been rough with again the night before and she now had bruise running along her neck, a large blueish green mark running down to her chest bone. Each movement was a painful reminder of the life she had begun to lead.

It had started to get her down over the last few days, she knew it was all done in the best interest of her daughter but when Caroline was away it all crept back up on her and she felt dirty and ashamed. Every so often she thought about Phil and how much she had hurt him, and the words he had said to her. He had told her that she was always going to be like this, that she was always going to turn out to be a whore.

At least Jen had made sure that Caroline wasn't going to turn out the same way she would be going to the best school Jen could find, the same one she had been in for the last four years of her schooling and Jen knew that she would be able to persuade the head teacher to help her with the school fees.

Jen sighed as she looked in the mirror again and walked back into her bedroom, she got dressed quickly choosing to wear a turtle neck jumper, to cover up the bruise, and her denim skirt. As she walked down stairs she saw Colin in the kitchen, again a strange occurrence as she knew he would not be fucking her that day as she had to meet a business client in the evening.

“Colin good morning” she said smiling weakly as she entered the kitchen.

“A very good morning my dear” he was beaming, Jen got worried Colin never beamed “I heard from Mr Matthews you got the job.”

“Wonderful” she murmured. “What time does your business friend arrive today?”

“Seven o'clock and I expect you here ready to impress”

Jen shrugged again and nodded, she was always there on time and always impressed.

Chapter Six

Jen is twenty-two, Eight year old Caroline is excelling in school and Jen is still doing everything she can to keep her there.

Jen walked back into work slowly and sat down at her desk. Caroline’s school fees were going up and she would have to fuck Mr Burton at least twice a week to keep up with them. She cringed at the thought and sighed sadly, Mr Matthews always made her pay when she got back from her lunch late.

She looked around; the sales team were looking her and laughing so she pulled a face a got back to work. It was an open secret that she was fucking Mr Matthews and Sean and Ryan did everything they could to remind her that they knew.

Last time she was late they made sure to tell Mr Matthews and he made her suffer for not telling him herself.

She moved back to her work and sighed. Once again the sales team hadn’t given her their weekly states. This meant that she would be late getting the report to Mr Matthews, who always delighted in punishing her.

She walked over to them, Sean had gone on lunch but she could see Ran leering at her. “How can I help, darling?” he asked when she got there.

Jen stopped herself from shuddering. Ryan was in his mid to late thirties and had shocking blonde hair. His eyes always held a sparkle of something that terrified her, and from what she knew he treated women badly.

“Ryan” she smiled thinly “your sales figures are late.”

“Oh are they?” Ryan leaned back in his chair “that’s a shame, Sean was in charge of them this week and he won’t be back for an hour.”

She sighed; Sean had been in charge the previous week as well. “Please just send them to me when he gets back.”

“I can only pass on the message to Sean” he smiled.

“Ryan-” she started.

“Miss Gilmore” a voice boomed.

Jen turned around shakily and looked at Mr Matthews “Yes, sir?”

“My office, now!” He ordered before walking into his office. Jen reluctantly followed.

He was sat at his desk assessing her as she walked in. Once she was fully in the room, he stood up and locked the door behind her, breathing on her neck in the process, causing her to shiver.

He shut the blinds then turned to her “since when do we take ninety minute lunch breaks?”

“I’m sorry, Mr Matthews, my meeting over ran.”

“And you are badgering our sales team again?”

“They are late with their figures.” She explained.

“Perhaps if you were more efficient then they would get them to you.” He murmured.

Jen thought that her efficiency had nothing to do with whether they got their figures to her on time or not but she held her tongue. Mr Matthews had a sadistic twinkle in his eye and she didn’t much relish the thought of explaining another bruise to Caroline. Mr Matthews was the roughest of all the men she had never been with and she did her best not to make him angry. Many men had slapped or bitten her too hard during sex but with Matthews it was different. He thrived on rough play and had no problem hitting her even when they weren’t fucking. She had more than once gone home with a bloody lip after upsetting him.

The worst thing was that there was nothing she could do about it; she needed the money and the job so she had to put up with it. Unlike her co-workers she had never been given a salary increase, yet the cost of living was rising. She hated herself for getting into this mess. If she had just showed Phil how much she loved him and resisted sleeping with his friends then she would be happily married by now. Instead her life had become a circle of turmoil. She had been actively having sex for nearly ten years and yet she didn’t find any enjoyment from the act. Maybe if she did then it would make her life more bearable but every time she was with someone she just felt cheap.

She glanced up at Mr. Matthews “I am sorry I was late sir, I will stay late tonight to make up the time.”

He seemed to dismiss her words with a flick of a hand. She knew that he knew she would stay late whether she offered or not. She was too afraid of him to do anything that might be classed as defiance.

“Where is my report for this week?” he asked.

“As I said sir, the sales team are late getting me their figures and-”

Her words were stopped as his fist connected with her side. The surprise of the blow caught her off guard and she dropped to the floor, clenching her fists against the pain.

“You will not talk back to me, girl” Matthews thundered, he walked over and picked her up by her hair. She grunted in surprise as he pulled her back up to her feet “you will get me the report by the end of the day, do I make myself clear?”

She knew that if she didn’t have the report by the end of the day she would be in even more trouble but she nodded anyway. She needed to get out of the office and attend to her side.

He let go of her hair and pushed her against the locked door. Jen stiffened as he began to kiss her neck. While the office knew that he fucked her he had never done it during work hours before, it was perhaps the only gentlemanly thing he had done for her. She tried to wiggle free but he held her firm with his portly body.

Jen sighed softly and relented to his advances. It was what was expected of her, after all.

Later that evening, Jen gingerly got into the bath. After close examination she had seen that her side was bruised badly from her the top of her bum to her belly button. She sighed sadly as she moved further into the water. She had always found water to be oddly calming and she always enjoyed her evening bath. It made her feel clean and innocent, if only for half an hour, and it let her dream that maybe she could have a better life.

Mr. Matthews had been fuming when she had still been unable to give him the sales report at the end of the day but what else could she do? She begged and pleaded with Sean and Ryan every Friday for it to be given to her on time and each Monday she had nothing. Matthews had suggested that she be nicer to them, she knew what he meant but had no intention of stooping so low.

She had to sleep with Matthews for the sake of her job, but she didn’t to fuck around with everyone. Her ears picked up sounds of Caroline getting out of bed to use the toilet. Jen poked her head around the shower curtain just as she walked into the bathroom.

Jen could not forget who she was doing this for. It was all so Caroline could get a better start in life, the start that Jen had been denied. Phil had said that she had been destined to live the life of a whore. Something that she had decided, however subconsciously, when