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V is for… #AtoZChallenge (AC)


Welcome to the V Chapter of Runaway: A Choose Your Own Adventure Novel. Please be advised, there may be adult content depending on the choices you make. Please vote for your choice and I will post the next chapter tomorrow. To start at the beginning of the story, click here or scroll through my blog for all my A to Z posts.

Your choice for V was go on Vacation!


Even though she had only just met Sevy, she felt like she would like to go away with him. It wasn’t just that the sex was great. She enjoyed spending time with him, and she would love to get away from work, even though she had just started her job. It was starting to sink in that she was going to have to make some adjustments to her lifestyle from before she moved. In her rush to leave Iowa, she hadn’t had time to process how much her life would change when she ran away. Now that she was facing the relative monotony of work and a life without a huge, active secret, she feared she would get bored. Sevy seemed to have the solution to that.

Still, work was a big sticking point for her. “But how am I going to ask off of work the same time you do?”

“I’ll get it all fixed. We can go a Tuesday-Thursday or something. It doesn’t have to be over a weekend, you know. We aren’t using paid time off or anything, since we don’t get that, we’re just taking our “weekend” together.”

“Do you think that will work?”

“I know it will.” He grinned at her, a boyish look on his rugged face. She reached over and gently traced the stubble on his chin. He was beautiful. She could just look at him all day.

“Well, if you think it will work, I’m up for it,” she said.

“I can’t wait!” he exclaimed. “We’ll have to think about where we want to go…” he let his voice trail off in careful contemplation. “I’ll do some research. This is exciting!”

Aralyn giggled at him. He was so silly that she couldn’t help it. She loved his boyish charm.

Their bodies were just barely touching, and he pulled her closer to him so that their chests were pressed tightly together. He kissed her, and she melted into him. “Mmm,” she murmured against his mouth.

He nipped at her lip, and she felt herself bucking her hips gently against him. “Again already?” he asked, pulling back from the kiss.

“Maybe,” she said with a grin she wasn’t even attempting to hide.

He laughed heartily and pinned her to the bed. “I might be able to do that…”

 

@}–}——

 

The next day, Aralyn and Sevy were working together. She had eventually gone home for the night and grabbed a few hours of sleep before needing to be back at work for a shift at the bar. She hadn’t even thought to ask Sevy if he was working, too, but she felt that 10 am was too early to send him a text since they had been out so late the night before.

She had only been at work an hour when she saw his car roll into the parking lot. She had to suppress a grin to keep anyone from noticing how happy she was to see him. She wasn’t sure if it was wise to advertise their relationship where they worked.

She made sure to find things to keep her busy, so she wasn’t tempted to run into Sevy’s arms when he walked behind the bar. She was just cleaning the far side of the bar when he entered. She realized it was a poor plan when he walked all the way to where she was standing to fold up his sweatshirt. She had forgotten that he had done that for as long as she had known him. If she had been thinking about it, she would have found another place to stand to attempt to avoid him. Not that she was trying to avoid him, but more that she didn’t want to blow it.

He reached the part of the bar she was standing by, and he purposefully brushed against her as he put his sweatshirt in the small space under the bar. She realized he had essentially pinned her to the bar with his body. “Hi,” he said in a quiet voice.

She glanced left and right as quickly and surreptitiously as she could and saw that there were hardly any customers in this area of the bar and there were no other staff. “Hi,” she murmured back.

“How are you this morning?”

“Okay, a little tired.”

“That’s not a surprise,” he said with a wink. Sevy pulled Aralyn to him and gave her a quick kiss on the lips that left her cheeks flushed. He let her go then and stepped away from her.

“So, it’s like that, is it?” a familiar voice said from behind him. Aralyn couldn’t see who was speaking, but she was pretty sure it was Devon, the restaurant manager, and her boss. Shit.

Sevy turned around slowly, looking completely calm and collected.

“Yep,” he said, and she could hear the smile in his voice.

“Humph.” Devon seemed disgruntled that there would be a relationship between two of his employees. “I need to see you both in my office.”

Aralyn looked around. There were no patrons at the bar and Sevy wouldn’t have any tables, so there was no harm in her walking away. She grabbed a waitress she hardly knew on her way through the kitchen. “Watch the bar for me, please.” Aralyn knew she sounded desperate, but she couldn’t help herself. She was so scared she was about to lose her job that she could hardly think straight.

When they walked into the manager’s office, he shut the door behind them and then sat down behind his desk. Sevy lounged in one of the two chairs opposite Devon. Aralyn moved slowly and nervously to sit next to Sevy.

“So, a relationship already?” He directed his statement to Sevy.

“Yeah,” Sevy said.

“You know there’s no policy against it.”

“I know.”

Aralyn watched the two men like a ping pong match. “And if things go bad?”

“We’ll be professional.”

At that comment, Devon looked at Aralyn. “Of course we will,” she agreed quickly.

“Keep your distance at work. Don’t let it interfere.”

“Of course,” Aralyn said quickly.

Sevy just shrugged. When there was a silence as Devon waited for him to answer, he said, “Sure, you got it.”

“Okay then,” Devon said, a smile playing just behind his eyes. “Go about your business.”

“Thanks, boss.”

“Thank you,” Aralyn practically whispered.

It was evident that Devon was dismissing them, but Sevy wasn’t having it. “Actually, before we go, we wanted to ask something…”

Ten minutes later, they walked out of there having secured three days off in a row for the two of them. Aralyn hadn’t said a word during the whole conversation, and Sevy had been, surprisingly, right. Devon had agreed with no trouble when Sevy volunteered them to work Friday, Saturday, and Sunday when they got back from their vacation.

When they got back out to the bar, things were picking up, and they hardly had time to talk. By the time Aralyn was ready to take a break, she was exhausted. She got some food for lunch and sat at the far corner of the bar out of the way. Sevy was waiting on her, even though she could have just gotten her own food.

When he brought her a drink, he placed it on a napkin, and when she looked at it, she noticed there was writing on the otherwise plain, white napkin. What was that?

On the napkin were two small check boxes with two names next to them:

Washington, DC

Wilmington, DE

 

In which city should they vacation?

Washington DC

OR

Wilmington, DE


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U is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the U Chapter of Runaway: A Choose Your Own Adventure Novel. Please be advised, there may be adult content depending on the choices you make. Please vote for your choice and I will post the next chapter tomorrow. To start at the beginning of the story, click here or scroll through my blog for all my A to Z posts.

Your choice for U for was No, don’t use the safeword.


Aralyn decided that she would just have to stick it out. The first time he had spanked her, she had acted so as not to make it seem like she was as experienced as she was. But this time, she had no excuse, and she didn’t want it to appear like she was a wuss. Now she felt like she needed to be true to herself.

The timber of her whimpering was growing louder as he spanked her and she knew that soon she would be screaming. She knew that that would be unacceptable to her level of standards, so she took a deep breath and brought her whimpering back down to almost nothing.

She felt his spanking falter only slightly before he started up again and began to work even harder to hear her whimpering and moaning. She didn’t disappoint, and soon she was getting ready to use her safe word again, but then he abruptly stopped.

“You did very well,” he whispered as he rubbed her ass gently. She felt the stinging ease at his caress.

“Thank you,” she whispered, almost embarrassed to say it.

“Thank you…” he let his voice trail off, and she knew she had avoided it as long as she could. She wasn’t crazy about calling someone Sir. It seemed arcane and maybe outdated, but she knew that she had little choice in this situation. Of course, she could walk away at any time, but it was a minor reason to walk away.

“Thank you, Sir,” she replied, and she made sure to make her voice firm and measured. She didn’t want him to hear her reluctance to calling him Sir, especially as it had absolutely nothing to do with him.

“That’s better,” he replied. “Whenever we are in a scene of any kind, I want you to call me Sir. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir,” she replied.

“Good,” he gave her ass a very light and playful swat and then helped her to her feet. Her feet were almost numb from being laid over the bench for so long. “Now, about that blow job…” he let his voice trail off again.

“I assume you would like me to pick up where I left off, Sir?” she was careful to add the word to her sentence this time.

“Yes, I do,” he replied in a tone of voice that was oddly sensual.

“Of course, Sir,”

She knelt down in front of him again, her ass smarting as she sat back on her heels. She managed not to wince, though. She took his cock into her mouth again and began to suck. Pulling gently on him with her lips, he murmured his pleasure. She grazed her teeth lightly across his shaft, and he grunted. She hoped that his grunts were of pleasure and not annoyance at her. Some guys liked that and others weren’t as crazy about it. When she did it a second time, and he bucked his hips against her mouth, she took it as a good sign. When he pressed against her, she let his cock slide further down her throat until she was almost choking on it. He gripped the back of her head and held her onto his cock. She moaned softly, and the vibrations caused him to practically whimper.

“I am so torn right now.”

“Hm?” she murmured.

“I love having your mouth around my cock, but I want to be in your pussy.” He grunted again and thrust toward the back of her throat. She gagged, and he groaned with obvious pleasure. “I love hearing you gag.” He had pulled back a little to allow her to breathe but then pressed again into her throat until she gagged. Water was pooling in her eyes as she tried to control her gag reflex. Then he released her, and she breathed. He pulled out of her mouth and smiled down at her. “God, you’re good at that.”

“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered, and she looked up at him through long eyelashes.

“Get up here,” he growled, and he pulled her to her feet and up against his body. He kissed her deeply, probing her mouth with his tongue. He picked her up off the floor then, and she wrapped her legs around him.

“I want you inside me so badly, Sir,” she whispered against his mouth after he had broken their kiss.

“Same here,” he said, and he put her down, not too gently, on the bed. She lay back and heard the rip of the condom wrapper and then felt him inside her mere moments later. He thrust into her, not giving her any time to adjust to the feeling of him. He pounded over and over again so that his balls made a slapping sound off of her ass. She was moaning and groaning beneath him. He slowed then and sat back on his heels, pulling her legs up in the air at a 90-degree angle. He had better access to her pussy now, and he pressed his thumb against her clit. He rubbed gently, and she moaned loudly. He moved slowly, pushing into her and pulling back, over and over again.

She was writhing beneath him, so overwhelmed with the pleasure of it all that she almost wanted him to stop. She knew she could use her safe word and he we would cease immediately, but she didn’t want that. She was just so overwhelmed with the whole situation. With him, with his cock in her pussy, with his thumb on her clit.

She felt the waves of orgasm about to hit, and she screamed as they rolled over her. Again and again, she felt the intense pleasure, the burning desire, the gush of her juices against Sevy’s cock. He didn’t let up on her, though. He kept rubbing her clit until she was thrashing on the bed so badly it seemed like she was losing her mind. Aralyn just knew that she had to do something to make the overwhelming feeling stop, but she didn’t want to. In fact, she couldn’t bring herself to push his hand away.

Finally, he stopped, and she lay still on the bed. He pulled back and thrust gently into her, moving in measured, controlled movements. It didn’t take long for him to build up his momentum again, though. Then he was pounding into her fast and hard. When his orgasm hit, he pushed himself as far into her as he could and held himself there, moving his hips only slightly. He nearly collapsed on top of her, panting and sweating.

She wanted him to get off of her but, like before, she could no more ask him to get off of her than she could fly to the moon under her own power.

“That was incredible,” he whispered. She grinned.

“It was.” An unbidden thought popped into her head. She wanted to tell him she loved him but there was no way she was going to say it.

“Can we go on vacation together?” he asked.

“Someday, sure.” She said, caught completely off guard. She totally had not expected him to ask that.

“No, I mean, not someday. Now.” He rolled off of her and lay on one side, looking down at her.

“Right now?”

“Not right this minute, but like this week.”

“How can we do that? We have to work!”

“But I think we can take off a couple of days anyway.”

“I don’t know…” she said, uncertain. The question had come out of nowhere for her. She didn’t know what to expect from that. What kind of vacation was Sevy talking about and could she take vacation at a job she had just barely started?

Should Aralyn say yes to going on vacation with Sevy?

Yes OR No


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T is for.. #AtoZChallenge (AC)

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Your choice for T was NO! Don’t break it off.


He was still looking at the floor when he said, “Aralyn, I just don’t know how to handle this information. It’s a lot to take in.”

“I know,” she said. She approached Sevy and took his hands in hers. “Don’t let this change anything between us. I’m the same person you knew before I told you about my past. It’s my past. That’s all, just my past.”

He nodded, but he didn’t look up at her. “Okay,” he said, and his eyes finally met hers.

“Okay?” she asked.

“Okay,” he confirmed. “It’s your past. We all have skeletons in our closets.”

She smiled and a whoosh of air she hadn’t realized she had been holding rushed out of her. “Of course we do.” Her smile turned to a grin as she looked at him.

“Get on your knees?” he said, but it was more of a question than a directive. Aralyn gladly dropped to her knees in front of him, and their awkward conversation was over. “I want to feel your mouth on my cock desperately. And then I want to spank you.”

She felt her pussy spasm at the thought of all of that. Things were fine, her secret had been revealed, and even though it could have gone better, it also could have been much, much worse. She pressed her lips up against his cock and pushed it into the back of her throat. She fought not to gag and managed to keep herself under control. She began to move back and forth, rocking her body so that his cock slid in and out, always moving back onto his cock when he got close to leaving her mouth completely.

He groaned and bucked his hips. Before he was ready to cum, he pulled back abruptly at just the right moment so that he slipped completely out of her mouth. Her stomach lurched because she knew that meant he was ready to put her over that spanking bench and spank her.

“That was so good,” he told her. “Are you ready to be spanked?”

“Yes,” she breathed out, her voice barely audible. “Yes, please, Sir,” she amended, and she stood up.

“Lay yourself across the bench,” he said. Aralyn saw that there were numerous straps and ways to restrain her to the bench, but he didn’t make a move to use any of those things. Instead, he slid one hand gently over her smooth ass, caressing it gently. But she knew what was coming. She knew that any moment, the gentle caress was going to turn into a harsh smack. Just as she had known it would, it did. His hand left her ass and came down sharply on her tender flesh. She squealed at the first slap but managed to bite back the noise for the second one. After that, she had better control, breathing deeply, her body tense.

After a few strikes on each ass cheek, her body started to relax into the spanking. It wasn’t so bad. She could handle it. But as soon as her body had visibly relaxed, he hit harder, bringing her out of the relaxed state she had managed to achieve. She writhed on the bench with the next set of smacks, feeling the pressure in her pussy tighten. She was so turned on by this, but it was starting to hurt. She loved the loss of her control over the situation, but then again, she had ultimate control. She could use her safe word anytime, and the whole scene would stop. But should she?

 

Should Aralyn use her safe word to stop the scene?

Use her safeword OR Not


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S is for… #AtoZChallenge (AC)


Welcome to the S Chapter of Runaway: A Choose Your Own Adventure Novel. Please be advised, there may be adult content depending on the choices you make. Please vote for your choice and I will post the next chapter tomorrow. To start at the beginning of the story, click here or scroll through my blog for all my A to Z posts.

Your choice for S was Sevy reacts negatively.


“How could you?” he asked.

“What?” Aralyn asked, taken aback by his negative response.

“How could you?”

“How could I what?”

“You were the other woman,” he said, and she felt her stomach drop to her feet.

“Yes,” she said, and her voice displayed how ashamed she was of that fact.

“But how could you?” She understood the question this time, and she didn’t want to respond. She had no good response for it, and it was exactly what she was afraid of.

She had no believable reason for helping Dominico cheat on his wife. There were all sorts of things she could say, all sorts of things that made sense at the time, which made sense to her, but when spoken out loud now, months later just didn’t sound justifiable.

“I’m sorry,” she finally said, even though she wasn’t entirely sure why she was apologizing to him.

He didn’t say anything. He didn’t say that it was okay. He didn’t thank her for her response. He didn’t say not to worry about it. He just said nothing.

When the silence stretched too long, she said something because she felt like she had to. “I don’t know what excuses I can make, but I would make them all. It was stupid, I regret it, but there’s nothing I can do about it now. It happened. It’s over.” When the silence fell again, she felt like she needed to fill it, but she bit her tongue to keep from saying anything.

Sevy moved away from her, putting distance between them but they were both still nude, standing in a room with a spanking bench, having a ridiculously awkward conversation.

“Sevy, say something,” she said. She was so scared about what he was going to say, but she didn’t have a choice. She would have to fill the silence herself if she didn’t get him to say something.

“I don’t know what to say,” Sevy whispered. He wasn’t looking at her now. In fact, it seemed as though he couldn’t look her in the eye.

“Something, just say something, please.”
Does Sevy terminate the relationship?

Yes OR No


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R is for… #AtoZChallenge (AC)

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Your choice for R was He doesn’t want to know more.


“I don’t think I want to know,” he said tentatively.

“I’m sorry,” she said, and she lowered her eyes to her feet. She could feel Sevy watching her intently. It made the hair on the back of her neck stand up.

“No, Aralyn, I’m sorry.”

“For what?” she asked looking up at him.

“I don’t need to know about your past, but if you feel like you need to tell me, then you can tell me.

“Are you sure?” she asked.

“I’m sure,” he said. “Lay it on me.”

“Dominico is into BDSM.”

Sevy raised an eyebrow. “I have never heard about that.”

“You don’t follow the gossip columns, though.”

“No, but still, it’s something I would have expected to hear, owning a dungeon!”

“True,” she said, “but he did an excellent job of keeping it quiet.”

“Apparently.”

“I think it was because he wasn’t sexually active until he was already famous. He is very selective about who he sleeps with.”

Sevy looked at her appraisingly. “I can tell why he would pick you.” He smiled at her.

“Stop,” she teased. “Dom picked me because he knew I would keep my mouth shut.”

“So then why are you telling me?”

“Because it doesn’t matter now.”

“Why not?”

“The tabloids know. There’s a picture of us together.”

“Together how?” Sevy asked a note of earnest curiosity in his voice.

“Well I haven’t actually seen the picture, I just saw the person with the camera. But,” she took a deep breath. This was going to be difficult to say. “I was bound at the wrists and ankles, and he was standing over me, beating me with a flogger.” She looked at the floor, right between Sevy’s bare feet. Why had she chosen to share this with him now? She should have just kept her mouth shut.

“He… You… Flogger.” Sevy was speechless.

“I can’t believe it isn’t all over the news yet. As soon as I saw the reporter, I left.” Sevy didn’t respond, and now that she had started to talk, she felt like she couldn’t help tell the whole story. “We had been seeing each other for a long time, and it was totally quiet. His wife had no idea. His kids had no idea. We were hiding it so well. I was his freedom. He could be himself with me. There’s something powerful in that, I think. And things were going so well, but he started wanting more of my time, wanting me to do more and more things with him. I didn’t mind. It was great. I loved being tied up and beaten and teased and…” she let her voice trail off and changed tack. “But there were problems with him sneaking out to see me. Problems with the hotel we always went to. He would slip me cash, and I would get the hotel room, and we’d smuggle him in so no one saw him. But one time someone did see him, and it was a big thing, so we changed hotels. But there are only so many hotels in a small town in Iowa, and then I think someone who worked there must have tipped off a local reporter because the next time we were together, there was a reporter there. He must have jimmied the lock or something because there I am being tied up and flogged and the next thing I know, the door is open, and there’s a reporter with a camera. Dominico slammed the door in his face and locked it behind him, but I’m sure the picture is out there. I don’t even remember how we got out of the hotel without being seen. It’s all a blur. I remember climbing out of a window and… I just don’t know. The next day I was gone.”

She went and knelt in front of him. “I’m sorry I kept it from you for so long.”

He looked at her appraisingly.

How does Sevy react?

Positively OR Negatively


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Q is for… #AtoZChallenge (AC)

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Your choice for Q was Break the Quiet!


“Sevy,” she whispered, hardly able to form words but knowing it was important for him to know what was going on with her.

“Yeah?” he asked. He sounded relaxed, and Aralyn hated to say anything.

“There’s something I need to tell you.”

“Okay,” he said, and there was just a touch of uncertainty in his voice. “What’s up?” he asked cautiously.

“Do you know who Dominico Lapsley is?”

Sevy raised his eyebrows. “The internationally famous movie star, of course, I do.”

“Do you know that he’s married?”

“Of course. They are one of the most famous couples in the world. And then they adopted all those cute kids from third world countries. Everyone knows about all that. They are one of the few ‘Hollywood’ couples who actually seem like they have their heads screwed on right. They don’t even live in Hollywood, do they?” He said all this and then paused, looking curious, “Why?”

She ignored his last question for the moment and answered the one before it. “No, they don’t live in Hollywood. They live in Iowa.”

“Okay, and? Hey, wasn’t there something in the tabloids about them recently?”

“Yeah,” she said, “there was a big thing about how Dominico is cheating on his wife. And it was a big deal because it wasn’t just that he was having sex with someone else. There was more to it…”

“Okay, but why are we talking about Dominico Lapsley?”

“So, you know how I just suddenly turned up here a few weeks ago?”

“Yeah,” Sevy pulled back from her a little bit, looking at her curiously.

“And you know how I don’t know anyone here?”

“Right.”

“I was Dominico’s mistress.”

Sevy let her go abruptly and stood back to look at her. “You were?” His eyes were wide with shock.

“I was.”

“Is that why you…? Did you…?” He couldn’t seem to form a coherent thought.

“I ran away when a reporter spotted us together in a… compromising position… He got a picture, too.”

“Wow,” Sevy looked stunned. He sat down on the edge of the bed. “I can’t believe…”

“I know, the whole thing was crazy. I’m not even sure…”

“Why are you telling me this?” he interrupted.

Now it was Aralyn’s turn to look shocked. “I thought…” her voice trailed off, but she tried again, “I thought you would want to know why I came here and more of my… experience.”

Sevy looked thoughtful for a moment.

 

How does Sevy react?

He asks to know more about her past.

OR

He tells her he doesn’t want to know.


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