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Sky’s the Limit
Part 2
By Kya Korday
Chapters 3, 4 & 5
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*****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any further. Also, if you are looking for a quick fix, this is not the story for you and you should STOP reading immediately.
Disclaimer: This story contains graphic descriptions of sex, violence, rape, non-consensual imprisonment and torture. It is definitely NOT for anyone who is offended by such material.
This story is fictional and any resemblance to anyone dead or alive is purely coincidental. None of this story is true and it is all a figment of my warped imagination.
The author does not condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in this story, some of which are dangerous and illegal and deadly. This is not a very pleasant society as no one cares about anyone else. Learn from their mistakes. Care about others.
In the original synopsis, things became a little confusing. Originally Skyler was 16 and Tyler was 17, but due to certain situations, they wound up being changed to 18 and somehow it was missed in the explanation, so I’m trying to fix it here. In part two, they are returned to their original ages. Sorry about the mix up… Different rules for different sites and my brain had a fart.
My Biggest Warning: This story has woman on woman sex, along with my version of a Happy Ending, so if you are against this sort of conclusion, please stop reading immediately!
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Chapter 3
It was a beautiful Saturday morning as the sun reflected brightly off the light snow that had fallen the night before. Skyler and Tyler stood in front of the Justice of the Peace with her parents and sister on one side while his parents were on the other. Both mothers were crying, but for completely different reasons.
Tyler’s father looked at Skyler as though she was the luckiest girl in the world. She had no idea how he had fooled so many people for so long? Skyler seemed to be the only one who knew he wasn’t what he appeared to be, if only she had seen it before she had ever gotten involved with him.
After the ceremony and once all legal documents had been signed, Skyler stood next to Tyler just inside the doors as her family walked past them, barely giving her a glance as they hurried out towards their car. She couldn’t believe how cold they had become overnight; actually she couldn’t believe anything that had happened since the school year had begun.
Tyler Sr. made his way to Skyler, giving her a huge hug before shaking Tyler’s hand in congratulations. Skyler smiled at Tyler’s father, trying not to pay attention to Katherine, as she clung to Tyler, warning him of the horrible mistake she was positive he had made. Tyler Sr. was eventually forced to peel her off their son, pushing her towards the car as Tyler took hold of Skyler’s hand, leading her to his vehicle.
The closer they were getting to the auto, the tighter Tyler’s grip was getting on Skyler’s hand.
“Tyler, you’re hurting me,” Skyler cried, trying to pull her hand away.
“Did you like that hug my dad gave you?” He sneered. “You sure had a nice fucking smile for him.”
“No! I was just trying to be nice; he seems like a nice man.”
“But I’m not, right?”
“I never said that! I love you Tyler,” Skyler stated when she actually felt like saying, ‘duh’ to him.
“We’ll see pretty soon how much you love me,” Tyler said, firmly pushing her into the car.
“I’m sorry; I just thought that they were my family now too.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t see you hugging ‘your’ father.”
“Only because he hates me now.”
“Well that works then, because the only one you have anymore is me and the sooner you understand that the better off you’ll be.”
“You’re all I need,” Skyler said, deciding she should at least try and make her life easier as Tyler smiled at her.
Fred, Asia and Heather had been moving along the highway towards home when Fred glanced at his wife behind the driver’s wheel.
“She didn’t look very happy,” he remarked.
“She’ll be fine,” Asia stated.
“She actually looked a little frightened,” Fred noted.
“Stop seeing things that aren’t there,” Asia snapped.
“I don’t think he is mom, I think I noticed it too,” Heather agreed.
“She’ll be fine; now both of you just let it go,” Asia insisted.
Due to the stress on the ride home, the three of them couldn’t get to the aspirin fast enough once they reached the house.
Tyler Sr. pushed Katherine into the passenger seat of the car before walking around to the driver’s side. As he got inside, he glanced at his wife feeling completely frustrated with her, not even knowing which way to turn anymore. All he could do was grind his teeth as she began to cry.
“I just lost my baby boy.”
“You lost him the day Lizbeth died and you know it.”
“You don’t know anything about it!”
“I know more than you think I know! I also know he wanted to be downstairs so that he wouldn’t have to listen to you wish he had been the one that died instead of his sister!”
“I never said that!”
“You did when you were drunk enough!” Tyler shouted accusingly. “Maybe if you had actually been a mother to him instead of a burden, he wouldn’t be moving so far away!”
“Moving?” Katherine inquired. “He never told me he was moving away.”
“He hasn’t told you anything in years and by shutting you out, he shut me out too and now it’s over and it’s too late to try and have any kind of a relationship with him, so deal with that!”
“You dirty rotten bastard!”
Tyler Sr. had been pushed too far in that moment as he reached over, slapping Katherine, lightly across the mouth with the back of his hand. She began to cry at first, but as soon as he raised his hand again, she quieted down, staring out the window as she whimpered. No more was said on the ride home as Tyler Sr., felt sickened by his own actions.
In Tyler’s mind, the moment Skyler signed the wedding papers, she had handed herself over to him. This meant she was his to do with as he pleased, she was his property, it was perfectly clear in his mind and as soon as they entered the honeymoon suite, Tyler gave his new wife a very passionate kiss before hitting her so hard across the face that it knocked her to the floor.
Skyler scrambled towards the corner as Tyler moved to pick her off the floor, splitting her lip open as he called her a slut. Skyler had no idea where the accusation was headed, until Tyler ripped her dress off, shredding her panties and nylons before crawling onto her as he held Skyler by the throat. She struggled, but to no avail, as Tyler had gotten so turned on that he roughly shoved his cock into her, laughing as she gasped for oxygen, not letting go until her eyes began to flutter and the fight had gone out of her. Skyler lay perfectly still, other than gasping for air until Tyler orgasmed and got off her. Curling into a ball, she lay crying as Tyler fastened his pants before leaving the room.
When Tyler had returned to the room, he laid down the package in his hand before going to Skyler. She hadn’t moved from the spot on the bed and once his clothes were removed, he crawled behind her, warning her against making him so angry. The only thing she could do was apologize while promising to try harder.
To satiate Tyler during the remainder of their honeymoon, Skyler began offering herself to him on a regular basis. She knew he craved her almost continuously, so she tried to keep him happy, mostly by taking the initiative to give him several blowjobs a day. She would always crawl towards him with the best smile she could muster, giving a small growl, before kissing his balls and the glans of his cock, ultimately swirling her tongue about the meatus as she attempted to take the entire nine-or-so inches of him into her mouth. Tyler wouldn’t even slap her across the head when she gagged, if she had volunteered.
Tyler thought it was an extremely successful honeymoon as he handed Skyler the ‘gift’ he had picked up for her. Skyler cringed internally when she removed the turtleneck from the bag, but she smiled as she kissed Tyler, thanking him for being so thoughtful. She was already tired and it had only been two days, but she would need to do whatever she could to hold onto her sanity.
By Monday morning Skyler was allowed to return home and pack up her clothes while Tyler waited in the car. She was on a time limit, but since her family had stopped talking to her, she didn’t see that as being a major problem. She was throwing her things into a suitcase as her mother walked into the room.
“I thought you didn’t like turtlenecks?”
“I don’t,” Skyler answered, her voice quivering. “Tyler made me wear it.”
“Made you?” Asia asked, doubtfully.
“Yes mother!” Skyler turned around exposing her new black eye and fat lip, pulling down the collar to reveal the finger marks on her neck. “Does this make you happy? The big lesbian is getting what she deserves!”
“What the hell did he do that for?! Did you tell him you were a lesbian? Is that why he hurt you?!” Asia asked, cringing at the cuts and bruises on her first born.
“That’s what he does mom; he’s always known I was a lesbian, that’s how I got into this mess! He doesn’t care as long as he can possess me. I have to go I’m almost out of time,” Skyler insisted, zipping the suitcase closed.
“No! Don’t go, stay here,” Asia insisted, turning her daughter around. “Let’s straighten this out.”
“It’s already done mom! I just want you to know that the only one I blame for any of this is me. I walked right into it and by the time I really saw what he was, it was too late. I have to go; I don’t wanna make him angry. I love you, daddy and Heather, please tell them that,” Skyler said, pulling her suitcase off the bed.
“Sky, don’t go like this!”
“I don’t have a choice! Don’t you understand?! I have to go!”
Skyler froze as soon as she had gotten halfway down the steps.
“I’ll get that for you hon, don’t want you hurting our baby,” Tyler offered from just inside the front door. “Don’t worry Asia; I’ll give her everything she deserves.”
Asia didn’t know which way to turn as she stared at Tyler, asking herself if maybe she should have listened to her daughter instead of being so worried about Skyler’s sexuality. She was afraid to say anything more to him, in case Skyler had been telling the truth. Asia was left staring at the door as it closed, absolutely no idea where they were going or if she would ever see her daughter again. Sitting down on the step, Asia began to cry.
As Heather was heading down the stairs, Asia was still on the step crying.
“What’s wrong mom?”
“I think I was wrong about Sky,” Asia admitted. “I don’t think Tyler has her best interests at heart.”
“Tyler was wonderful to her; he was always nice; wasn’t he?”
“I think he let us see what he wanted us to see. You didn’t see her just now when she left, she had a fat lip, a black eye and it looked as though he had been choking her.”
“If that were true, why would she stay with him?”
“She said he scared her and she was afraid of him,” Asia said with a feeling of helplessness. “I think she may have been telling the truth.”
As she finished talking, she watched Fred walk out of the bedroom and into the kitchen; eventually hearing the back door open and close.
Heather, not knowing what to do for her mother, returned to her room. Lying on her bed, she began staring at a picture of her and Skyler from several years earlier. They had been cleaning up the leaves in the backyard when Skyler gave her a shove, knocking her into the pile. Their father had snapped the picture as they wrestled and laughed. It had always been Heather’s favorite picture of them together.
Asia began crying again as she went into the kitchen to start lunch.
Once Tyler put the suitcase into the car, Skyler stood in front of him, standing up to him one of the few times she would dare.
“I’m telling you right now that if you ever lay a hand on our baby, you might as well just kill me because nothing else’ll matter.”
“Then I guess you better behave so I don’t have to. I can keep you alive, doesn’t mean you have to be happy about it, so any kids we have, it’s up to you if they get hurt or not.”
Chapter 4
Skyler felt sick as she crawled into the car. She had no idea where Tyler was taking her, but it didn’t really matter, as long as it was somewhere far enough away so she wouldn’t need to worry about her family constantly.
She had absolutely no doubt that she would never see any of her family again and she was trying hard to accept, that from this point on, the only one she would ever have around to talk to again, would be Tyler; he would be her life.
Where they wound up, was Minneapolis in an apartment building that looked as though it was begging to be condemned.
As Tyler carried the suitcases up to the second floor, Skyler held his arm the entire way, not because she wanted to, but because she was more afraid of the neighborhood than she was of him.
He sat down the suitcases to unlock the door and left them sit outside the apartment as he carried Skyler over the threshold.
Once they were actually inside, Tyler was completely sickened by the looks of the place. He walked into the bedroom, taking the cell phone out of his pocket, but he had a smile on his face when he walked back out, telling Skyler they wouldn’t be staying in the apartment for very long. Tyler explained that the place would still need to be cleaned up while they had to stay there, so they would need to do some shopping and pick up a few things to tide them over.
Tyler asked Skyler what types of foods she enjoyed cooking, not making him very happy when he discovered that Skyler had no clue how to cook, never even having made a piece of toast for herself.
Looking out the living room window, Tyler noticed a grocery store on the corner across the street, so before they even walked out the door, he warned Skyler about behaving while they were shopping.
Skyler stood next to him the entire time, not daring to look at anybody or anything while he glanced through cookbooks to see which one had meals in it he might like.
Once they had picked up some groceries, cleaning supplies and a couple of bug bombs, they went back to the apartment.
He actually took her out for food while the bug bombs were working and she listened as Tyler spoke about their future together and how happy he would make her once she settled into a routine.
Tyler explained to her how he wanted at least five sons, but no daughters. He explained how he wanted to get her a beautiful house with new furniture. Skyler smiled as he spoke, but she didn’t believe a word of it. He had the ability to convince everyone, including himself into believing his lies, but Skyler was beyond trusting anything he said, even though she pretended she did.
Back at the apartment, Tyler pitched in to help with the cleaning and Skyler was extremely grateful for the assistance. Tyler was actually too tired for sex that night and she was able to sleep for the first time in months because she was so exhausted, but by the following morning, the vacation was over and he was back to his old self.
Skyler had begun adjusting to the way he clung to her when they slept. It was almost as though he feared waking up and not feeling her in his arms. Once he had adjusted her, she never dared move.
When he eventually let her out of bed, Skyler made the mistake of opening the living room curtains and Tyler sent her flying as he punched her alongside the head.
“Don’t you ever open a curtain and look out a window again!”
“I just wanted to let some light into the apartment.”
“I know exactly what you were doing! You think that because we live in the Cities now you’re gonna be running wild, but you’re not!”
“I don’t! It’s just so dark in here,” Skyler argued as Tyler quickly picked her up just so he could knock her down again.
“Quit fucking arguing with me! What’d I say?!”
“Don’t look out the window, don’t touch the curtains,” Skyler cried.
“Good, now get out there and make me some fucking breakfast!”
“I, I don’t know what to do,” Skyler said, covering her face.
“Okay, I’m gonna show you this once, but you better pay close fucking attention,” Tyler stated, picking her up off the floor by the arm.
Tyler led her to the kitchen, digging around for two frying pans as he showed her how to make bacon, eggs and toast after telling her to stop crying. Skyler realized by the amount of food he was putting in the pans that she wasn’t getting any. As that was frying, he showed her how to make coffee. When everything was finished, Tyler put it all onto a plate before sitting at the table.
“Do I get to eat?”
“You can have two pieces of toast with a little butter on it. I don’t want you to wind up looking like your mother.”
Skyler turned to make her toast, even though she just wanted to hit Tyler in the head at that moment.
She was used to big breakfasts at home. Her mother always made sure that she and Heather had a good breakfast before they went to school.
Skyler made her toast before walking to the table.
“Can I sit with you?”
“Just sit and don’t be stupid.”
“Can I have coffee with milk? Or is that too fattening?”
“You trying to piss me off?”
“I’m just trying to find out what the rules are, so I don’t step outta line.”
“Good idea,” Tyler agreed, not noticing the sarcasm in Skyler’s voice. “That way if you do something you shouldn’t, I’ll know you’re trying to piss me off.”
“Would it really matter Tyler? I seem to piss you off no matter what I do, so does it really matter?”
“Maybe that just means you should try harder.”
“So then, is this toast the only food I get all day, or can I have crackers or something for dinner?”
“Now you’re just getting a smartass attitude; you really think you can keep up with a good beating?”
“Probably not… so what’re the rules?” Skyler asked, suddenly losing her appetite.
“Simple rules, if you take care of me and my needs and you’ll be fine.”
“So basically, as long as I let you slap me around and let you fuck me four times a day, everything’ll be okay?”
“Okay, I’m gonna give you a freebie because of where we’re living, but the main rule is to not be giving me any lip!” His voice had gotten louder near the end. “Want more? How about this one, when I watch television, you sit on the bed.”
“Why can’t I watch TV?”
“Because I don’t want you to, no radio either. You cook and clean and stay away from the windows and if I take you outside, keep your head down and ignore anyone that talks to you. When we sleep, no pajamas and if I tell you to do something, don’t give me any attitude, just do it. I guess we’ll play the rest by ear. You’re my wife now and just remember that til death do us part, means exactly that,” Tyler explained as he finished eating and got up from the table.
“The least you could do is put your dishes in the sink.”
Skyler got up from the table, backing away from Tyler as he moved rapidly back to where she wound up huddled in the corner. Once she ran out of space, Skyler sat down, putting her hands over her head as she began to apologize. Tyler gave her one good kick in the upper portion of her leg, causing her to cry out in pain before he pulled her up by the hair, throwing her face first onto the table and tearing off her panties before fucking her roughly in the ass.
As she began to scream from the pain, Tyler clamped his hand over her mouth before slamming her head against the table to let her know who was in charge. When he had finished with her, he pulled her up by the hair, looking her in the eyes as she cried.
“D’you get it now?” Tyler asked as Skyler nodded, tears sliding down her cheeks. “Good, now clean up this fucking mess, I’m going to shower,” he said, throwing her onto the floor.
Skyler looked at the drops of blood on the floor, wincing from the pain as she tried standing up. He had gotten so rough with her that he made her bleed and that was when she decided it might be best to cooperate as best she could without challenging him so much. Shakily she began cleaning the blood on her ass and on the kitchen floor.
There was at least twice a day when Skyler had time to herself. She wasn’t allowed to do anything other than sit on the bed, but at least she was left alone. Normally she would look through the cookbook, which made Tyler smile to think that Skyler was actually trying to please him because she was falling in love. Other times she would lie down, falling asleep as she was quietly talking to the baby and rubbing her stomach.
Tyler enjoyed watching the news twice a day and when he called her out of the bedroom after four days of the routine, Skyler moved rapidly to Tyler’s side where he let her watch the broadcast about Jenny Seraint. The story mostly spoke about Jenny and how she was the second person in town to disappear without a trace. Skyler put her head down as she began to cry and silently apologize to Jenny.
“Why’re you crying? She’s just missing, maybe she just ran off or something.”
“Maybe,” Skyler agreed shakily, knowing Tyler was lying.
“Then stop your fucking crying!”
“I’m sorry; did you want me to go away again?”
“Might as well, you’re just pissing me off now.”
As the months went by and Skyler began looking pregnant, Tyler stopped letting her go with him to get groceries for fear people would begin talking to her about the baby. During the time he was gone, she would stay in her spot on the bed until he returned.
Even though he knew in the back of his mind that she wasn’t doing anything wrong, there was a nagging doubt that always hung there and that doubt would always cause him to call her a liar before slapping her and either raping her or forcing her to give him a blowjob as proof of her loving him.
Skyler had begun to realize that it wouldn’t matter what she would ever tell him, he would always find a reason to slap her at least once a day and that was just the way it was.
As time went by, Skyler began having a few questions of her own, but unfortunately she was too afraid to ask them. She was very curious how he always had money in his pockets and they never seemed to go without the things that Tyler wanted, but she would never dare to ask him for fear of what he might do to her.
The day Skyler had gone into labor, had been the day after a particularly nasty beating. Unfortunately she hadn’t been feeling very well the day before and had burned Tyler’s dinner. This had pissed him off so much, that by the time he was finished with her, Skyler had a fat lip, a bruised cheek, along with bruises on her neck and body.
When her water broke the following day, Tyler made it clear that if anyone suspected him of anything, he would be paying her family a little visit. After calling for an ambulance, he vanished before it arrived.
As Skyler was wheeled into the hospital, the nurse asked if she had been beaten, but Skyler lied, telling the nurse she had been on a flight of stairs when her water broke and had slipped. She wasn’t positive the nurse believed her, but the subject never came up again, so at least there was one less thing to worry about.
Skyler was alone and scared to death, not having any idea what to expect. She and her mother had never discussed having children since Skyler hadn’t actually thought it was necessary, but suddenly she was wishing she would have paid closer attention the day Heather was born.
Before three hours had passed, a healthy, crying, Hunter Isaiah was born and for the first time in a long time, Skyler had hope again.
Tyler walked in while Skyler was in the middle of breastfeeding and she actually smiled at him as he walked into the room, but it didn’t last.
“What’re you doing?”
“Feeding the baby.”
“You need to get him a bottle or something. That’s the last time I wanna see that,” he warned her as he turned and walked back out.
Skyler’s smile was gone as she pushed the buzzer to let the nurses know that she wouldn’t be breast feeding after all. Hunter had a bottle for his next feeding.
Tyler arrived at the hospital in time to pick up Skyler and Hunter, telling her he had a surprise for her. He took them to an actual house, claiming he had bought it for her and the boy even though, in the baby’s room, the only thing besides diapers and baby clothes, obviously sent by his father, was a mattress.
It was a two bedroom house and it was in a much nicer neighborhood than the apartment they had been in. Most of the house had brand new furniture; the only room that was sparsely furnished was the baby’s room.
Skyler was disgusted with Tyler so much on that day that she almost spat in his face, but common sense returned to her in time.
“There’s no crib.”
“Do I fucking look stupid? I know there’s no crib. He’s got a mattress, so just put the damned sheet on it, it’s not like he’s gonna get up and walk out of it!”
“But he will at some point, can’t we at least get a gate to put up?”
“I guess, if it means that much to you,” Tyler conceded. “So, you should go make that up and let him, Hunter, right?”
“Yeah, Hunter Isaiah, I’ve always loved that name.”
“Yeah, I’m sure, just go put him down now,” Tyler ordered before walking out of the room.
Skyler was completely confused, but she did as she was told. She put the fitted sheet on half of the mattress before putting Hunter down on it and smiled at him, knowing from that moment on this little boy would be her only reason for being.
It took Skyler some effort to stand, since her muscles were still fairly tender and moving slowly around the house, she headed out to find Tyler. With the curtains all closed, the house was fairly dark, but from what she could see, the furniture looked new and there was comfortable, new carpeting throughout the place. That would be nice when Hunter began crawling and learning to walk.
The two bedrooms stood at opposite ends of the hall and they were fairly large, the bathroom was in-between the bedrooms while the hallway opened into the living room. Straight through the living room was the kitchen and once she had seen Tyler’s shadow; she walked towards him where he was pacing as he waited for her.
Skyler could see he was upset, but she moved closer to him despite her fear. Tyler back-handed her across the face the moment he turned around, sending her immediately to the floor. Skyler stared up at Tyler, her hand on her face as he began moving towards her. She attempted to scramble away from him, but suddenly he was on top of her, asking how she could hurt him that way as he began slapping her across the face.
As she continued asking him what she had done, Skyler began promising she would never do it again if only he would tell her what it was. When he began ripping her clothes off, she tried to tell him they weren’t supposed to have sex until her stitches healed, but it didn’t stop him and that was the first time Tyler actually held Skyler’s throat until she lost consciousness.
Tyler never did tell Skyler why he was so angry, but after she changed Hunter’s diaper and fed him, Tyler did help her clean herself up, warning her the entire time about making him so angry. All she could do the entire time was apologize and promise to try harder.
Chapter 5
Neither Skyler nor Hunter was allowed out of the house once the boy had been taken home. Tyler did all of the grocery shopping and insisted Hunter needed no toys. He didn’t want the boy making any noise around the house, so Skyler kept him in his room as much as possible, staying in the room with him when Tyler would allow it.
There were times when Tyler was actually good to Skyler and she tried holding onto those moments. He would rent movies on occasion and let her watch them with him, even letting Hunter sit with them at times. He was always such a good little boy, sitting quietly as he leaned into his mother.
Tyler began letting Skyler eat a meal with him every other night once Hunter was born. The doctor had made some mention about how thin Skyler was, giving Tyler a few looks he didn’t like, so to avoid any health problems, he allowed her to eat a few meals with him every week. Most of the time, Skyler didn’t mind eating with Tyler, especially when he would talk to her about something he had seen on the news, or something he had seen while he was out shopping; there were even times they would laugh about things together, but it never seemed to last.
One day Tyler walked into the house with a baby gate, acting as though he had done something great. Skyler made the mistake of rolling her eyes since she had asked him for one the day they first brought Hunter home. Before putting it up, she gave Hunter some cereal to eat while he was in his room. She kept a baggie of it on his closet shelf since he spent so much time in there.
As she walked out of the bedroom, Tyler was leaning against the doorjamb to the living room with his arms folded; she could see by the look on his face that he wasn’t happy.
“What’s wrong?” Skyler asked seconds before her head was being bounced off the wall. “What?!”
“You still wanna roll your fucking eyes at me?” Tyler asked, smashing her head into the wall again.
“I’m sorry! Just stop already, please?!” Skyler begged as Tyler pulled her towards the bedroom.
He was pulling her down the hallway while Skyler was telling Hunter to eat his cereal as calmly as she could when he began crying for her.
Tyler threw her onto the bed, face first, telling her to stay put when she began to move. As soon as he had her partially stripped, he took his own pants off, crawling on top of her, fucking her in the ass while pushing her face into the bed. Skyler struggled to get his hand off her head so she could breathe, but there was just no way to fight him off.
When she was about to pass out, Tyler pulled her head up, letting her breathe for a few seconds, before pushing her back down. When he eventually got off of her, he explained that if he ever saw her roll her eyes at him again, he wouldn’t let her come up for a breath. Once his pants were zipped again, before walking out of the bedroom, he informed Skyler that Jenny had been found face down in a swamp just outside of their hometown.
Skyler dressed once Tyler had gone out of the room, going into the baby’s room to lie down with Hunter while she cried for Jenny.
Tyler had invented two new sex games for Skyler around that time. She assumed it was some sort of a test when he would rip her panties off as she was doing dishes and begin fucking her from behind. The test part seemed to be in the fact that he would always wait until she was washing his steak knife. She had actually considered using it on him for a split second the first time, but Hunter’s face popped into her head, making her drop the knife into the sink.
This always seemed to excite Tyler even more and Skyler would calmly turn off the water, leaning forward to make her pussy more accessible to him. She would wait patiently until he finished with a slap on the ass before finishing her dishes.
The second test was the day Tyler called her into the living room as he lay naked on the sofa. She couldn’t help but notice he was extremely turned on about something and then he asked her if she trusted him. To begin with, she made the mistake of laughing and was beaten into unconsciousness. After coming to and being given a day to recover, Tyler asked her the question again, smiling after she said yes. As he began to explain exactly what he wanted her to do, the color slowly drained from Skyler’s face.
Tyler’s test of trust was for Skyler to be on top and in control of his orgasm, which wouldn’t have been so bad, but the rest of the details were what scared her. She would be in position, holding her hands against her own body while she leaned into his hand with her throat.
The very first time, she panicked, grabbing his arm when she thought she was going to pass out and wound up being beaten until she was unconscious again. The first time was the only lesson she needed to do what she was told, staying in position until she either passed out, or he had his orgasm. It became easier to make him cum, once she learned how to swivel her hips the right way.
Tyler seemed to enjoy that test at least once a week, making him extremely gentle and loving for at least a few days afterwards. Tyler would always give Skyler at least one good orgasm of her own out of the deal, so at least she had something to look forward to.
Skyler was still curious where the money was coming from, but she knew better than to ever ask any questions. She was sure a good portion of it was coming from his father, but he seemed to be spending a lot on clothing for himself, along with a new station wagon and stereos or whatever else suited him at the time. On occasion Tyler would even by Skyler clothing, but mostly it was only underwear since he seemed to enjoy ripping them off of her on a regular basis. Anything Hunter would get had been sent through the mail by Tyler Sr.
Shortly before Hunter was to have his first birthday, Skyler was pregnant again, but all she could do was cry. She wanted Hunter to have certain things or at the least for Tyler to begin acting like a father and so far neither of those things were happening. On one particular day she attempted to talk Tyler into letting Hunter have a toy or two, so after Tyler returned home from wherever it was he went, she worked up the courage to approach him.
“Tyler, honey…” She said, almost choking on her words, but reminding herself it was for her son. “Can’t we please get Hunter a toy for his birthday?”
“What do I get?”
“What d’you want?” She asked, sitting on his lap.
“You know what I want.”
“Okay, but can it be a nice toy, please?”
“We’ll see if you’ve gotten any better first,” he smiled.
Skyler knew she would have to concentrate on anything other than the blowjob she was about to give him. Up to that point she had very rarely been able to do it without gagging, especially when he insisted she swallow, but she managed to do it that time, looking up at Tyler with a smile until she noticed the tears in his eyes and her smile left immediately as she went to him.
“Tyler, honey what’s wrong? Didn’t I do okay?” Skyler asked, panic in her voice.
“So you can do that for him, but not for me?” Tyler asked as he cried.
“I did it for you, honest honey, I did it for you, I promise!”
“I don’t believe you!” Tyler screamed as he backhanded her across the face, knocking her to the floor. “Do it for me, now!” He shouted, as Hunter began to cry. “Now!” He screamed as she moved towards Hunter’s room.
Skyler did as she was told, concentrating as hard as she could on gently massaging, kissing and licking his balls. She could feel he was forgiving her as she gently kissed the head of his penis, licking along the shaft.
She took her time, not wanting it to look as though she were rushing through it to get to Hunter, even though that was all she wanted to do.
Smiling up at Tyler, her tongue moved slowly over and around his cock, licking the head as though it was an ice cream cone, giving special attention to his little slit while her hand helped her stroke him to hardness. Slipping her entire mouth over his cock, she slowly traveled the entire length to his pubic hairs, slowly at first and then eventually letting his hand guide her speed as he held her tightly by the hair. By the time she brought him to a loud orgasm, there was a knock at the door.
Tyler jumped up, tucking himself in as he sent her to get Hunter, while he moved towards the door. Soon Tyler was yelling for her to come to him.
As she finished changing Hunter’s diaper, she picked him up before moving rapidly towards Tyler’s voice, not wanting to be hit again. She was going as fast as she could when he met her at the hall entrance. She began to apologize, telling him she had to change Hunter’s diaper. He was so sweet to her she almost vomited.
Tyler walked her to the front door where two officers stood. The male and female officers were looking directly at her as her eyes traveled downward immediately upon noticing them.
“Nasty bruise on your face,” the female officer commented.
“Yeah, I’m kinda clumsy.”
“Why was your baby crying for so long?” She asked Skyler, stepping forward to say hello to Hunter while he buried his face into his mother’s shoulder.
“Yeah, I told them you were a little amorous,” Tyler laughed.
“You need to let the lady answer the questions sir,” the male officer warned.
“That’s right, my husband’s right, I just love him so much, I can’t keep my hands off him,” Skyler said, leaning into Tyler.
“Could I speak to you outside for a moment ma’am?” The female officer asked.
“Do I have to?” Skyler asked, moving almost behind Tyler.
Skyler was scared to death to leave Tyler’s side, she had no idea what he might accuse her of saying and she could feel his anger, even though he was smiling.
The female officer moved towards Skyler taking her by the arm, but Skyler pulled her own arm away, afraid to let anyone touch her and this officer seemed as though she were a decent person. After feeling she had no choice, Skyler stepped out the door, looking apprehensively back at Tyler when the male officer began closing the door after stepping inside.
“What’s he saying to him? Please let me go back in, please?” Skyler begged.
“Is he hurting you ma’am?”
“Skyler, my name is Skyler and I told you what happened,” Skyler stated as she continued staring at the door.
“I think I know what a backhand bruise looks like Skyler and I can see the bruises on your throat.”
“Officer, please just let me go back in… please?”
“Chelsea, you can call me Chelsea.”
“No I can’t,” Skyler said, looking at Chelsea with tears running down her face. “Please, just let me go back to him?”
“It’s okay, really,” the officer said as she touched Skyler’s arm.
“Please, you can’t touch me, please just let me go back to my husband,” Skyler begged.
“How old are you Skyler?”
“eighteen.”
“We could help you, if you need to get away from him.”
Skyler actually glanced at Chelsea for a split second, almost tempted to take her up on her offer until she remembered that her safety wasn’t really in question. The notion lasted for only that second, when the reality of the situation returned to slap her in the face.
“You can’t help me, I’m 18 years-old and I wanna go back to my husband, please let me go before you can’t.” She stated, looking Chelsea directly in the eyes.
“What does that mean?”
“Nothing, I’m just being odd. Everyone loves Tyler, so just let me go back to him now,” Skyler stated firmly.
Officer Chelsea Gold was a slender woman who looked almost too delicate to be tough, but she was. Her strawberry-blonde hair was shoulder length and feathered back, making the fact that she had two different colored eyes very noticeable. One was blue with flecks of hazel, while the other was hazel with flecks of blue and looking her in the eyes was almost mesmerizing.
Chelsea was new to the force and not much older than Skyler, but she loved her job and had already received an award for saving her partner by taking a bullet for him. She had been offered a job as a detective, but enjoyed what she did and chose to continue doing it for the time being. Chelsea had wanted to be a police officer ever since she was seven years old, after watching her father get shot in a drug bust gone wrong. Her father wasn’t a police officer though, her father was the drug dealer, but she watched as the officer gave him every opportunity to turn himself in before shooting him. She also watched the same officer put himself in the line of fire to protect her as she ran to her father’s side.
Since then all she had ever wanted was to help people and that was why the whole situation she was looking at bothered her so much. She could tell by the look on Skyler’s face that she had been beaten down so badly it would take something drastic to pull her out.
She didn’t know what made Skyler so special, but she wanted to do what she could to help her.
“How about if I just check in from time to time,” Chelsea insisted.
“No! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to shout, but please don’t?”
Chelsea Looked at Skyler giving her a nod of defeat; she could see that Skyler was too afraid of her husband to say a word against him. She wanted to help her in the worst way, but it wasn’t going to happen on that day, so she knocked on the door. As her partner opened it, he was nodding his head and laughing with Tyler.
Skyler’s point had most definitely been proven, everybody loved Tyler and he could win over any situation he was confronted with. She also knew the smile he was giving her and she couldn’t fight the tears coming to her eyes, so she excused herself to get Hunter some food.
She knew she was in trouble as soon as she heard the door shut. Turning Hunter’s chair, Skyler faced it towards the wall, pouring some cereal on the tray so he could pick it up when he wanted. She knew Tyler was just waiting for the officers to drive away.
Skyler moved away from Hunter, not wanting him to see anything or get hurt as she watched Tyler walk into the kitchen.
“I swear I didn’t say anything Tyler. Please? I swear I didn’t.”
“What’d she ask you?” Tyler asked as he hugged her.
She put her arms around him, wishing her hands would stop shaking.
“She just asked the same thing she did inside and asked if I wanted to leave you. I told her no and asked her to leave us alone.”
“Don’t you think that by asking her to leave us alone, you might possibly make her more interested in us?”
“No! I swear she was fine with it.”
Tyler kissed Skyler on the head before turning around and just when Skyler thought she might have gotten away with not getting hit, Tyler swung around to backhand her, knocking her to the floor.
Waiting until she was trying to get up, he kicked her as hard as he could in the upper thigh. Skyler screamed while Tyler picked her up by the hair, knocking the cereal box off the table before pushing her face first onto it. After pulling her sweat pants down, he ripped off her panties, determined to teach her a lesson as he fucked her hard in the ass. She tried calming Hunter, taking her mind off her own pain, until Tyler smashed her head into the table as he shouted at her to shut up, then as quickly as it had begun, it was over.
“Shut him the fuck up already! I have to leave for a couple of days and don’t try to leave because you know I’ll find you. Don’t answer the door for anyone; understand?”
“I won’t, but where’re you going?” She asked, immediately covering her face as his hand raised. “I’m sorry, I don’t need to know.”
“That’s right, so just shut the fuck up and do what I tell you! I’ll be back day after tomorrow at the latest. No TV, no radio, same rules and you know I’ll find out if you don’t listen.”
Tyler kissed Skyler goodbye, told her he loved her and left without packing a bag, but he carried the broom out of the house with him.
Skyler had no idea where he was going, or what he needed the broom for, but she knew it meant two days without a beating or being forced to have sex, plus Hunter could actually play around the house and not just in his room. That was all she really cared about at that moment.
What Skyler didn’t know was that Tyler planned on teaching her the ultimate lesson for talking to the officer at all.
Tyler made the five hour trip back to their hometown, waiting until he saw Heather leaving for school. Once Asia had left for work, Tyler drove around to the back road, walking through the woods behind the house, taking the broom with him and leaning it against the outside of the house as he quietly walked in through the back door. Taking his boots off before going through the kitchen, he made his way into the bedroom just off the living room and there was Fred.
‘The useless old bastard was still in bed,’ Tyler thought to himself as he walked into the room, taking Asia’s pillow and holding it over Fred’s face. Fred fought, but he wasn’t in good enough shape to fight back, the most he could do was grip Tyler’s arm, digging fingernails into the sleeve of his jacket.
It was over in seconds and as quietly as he had entered the house, Tyler exited, using the broom to destroy his boot prints, leaving the same way he entered.
Tyler was almost positive that Skyler would straighten up quite nicely once she saw her father’s obituary in the paper.
Skyler did exactly as she was told while Tyler was gone, not even daring to eat anything other than her morning toast during his absence. Most of her time was spent playing with Hunter and the toy she had made for him. It was only an empty cigarette pack Tyler had given her, with a couple of pebbles in it after she had begged him to get them for her and she finished it by wrapping it with electrical tape. Tyler was actually impressed at her inventiveness and Hunter loved it.
While Tyler wasn’t home, she let Hunter play with a big spoon and a pan. She thought he was quite the little drummer, but as soon as the holiday had begun, it ended.
When Tyler returned home, he carried in a large container of building blocks for Hunter, encouraging Skyler to give him a very enthusiastic kiss and it was a kiss he liked. He began to wonder if maybe being nice to the kid every so often might be the way to go. And that was exactly what he did. He still had his nasty periods, but he was beginning to have a few more ‘nice’ moments as well, bringing Hunter candy bars, cookies and an occasional toy.
Tyler was beginning to enjoy the fact that Skyler would take it upon herself to give him blowjobs on these occasions and she was actually getting better at it, but she still needed to be taught a lesson about talking to the lady cop.
It was several days later that they received the very first hometown paper he had subscribed to. Skyler noticed the paper as Tyler opened it to begin reading.
“You got the Echo?” She asked, looking at him curiously. “Why?”
“I thought I might like to keep up on some of the local events.”
“Can I read it too?”
“Maybe, we’ll see.”
Skyler was extremely sweet to Tyler for the rest of the day and into the night. As soon as they got into bed, she began kissing him, nibbling his nipples the way he liked, teasing him until he was almost whimpering as he began begging her to make him cum. As Skyler crawled on top of him, she sat for a moment before leaning down to give Tyler one of the deepest kisses she had ever given him, slowly beginning to glide up and down on his penis. She had gotten him so worked up that she had only managed several glides before Tyler was pulling her close to him as his hips began thrusting into her.
Just when Tyler thought they were finished, Skyler began moving down his body to give him one of the best blowjobs she had ever given him. He was so happy with her that he gave Skyler one of his best smiles as he began kissing her face, her neck, her shoulders and moving on to her nipples. He teased her so long that she couldn’t stop touching him, to the point of pulling him close enough to whisper, ‘please’ into his ear, encouraging him to slide down.
Tyler began sliding his tongue through her vulva, into her vagina, causing Skyler to begin almost fucking his face. Tyler loved it as he continued teasing her with his tongue until Skyler was almost screaming his name as she begged for release.
By the time Skyler was ready to explode, Tyler was too and he slid his cock inside gently before he began fucking her hard, causing her to begin such a deep orgasm that she clawed into Tyler’s back, pushing him into such a powerfully intense orgasm, that his entire body began to shudder. As he rolled off of her, Skyler curled into his arms.
“That was fantastic Tyler.”
“It was fucking fantastic.”
“I think that was the best yet, you do know how to turn me on.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“Good, but you’re still not reading the paper.”
“That’s okay, I don’t even care.”
Skyler acted nonchalant about the entire subject, while deep down she began thinking up new names for Tyler. She actually wouldn’t mind being married to him if he could just stop being such an asshole. When he wanted to, he could be wonderful, but it could be the slightest thing that would set him off and she never knew what it might be. It was best not to examine it all too closely; she tended to get too depressed when she did. Gradually Skyler drifted off to sleep.
Through the following week, Skyler managed to maintain her sexual enthusiasm to the point of giving Tyler several extra blowjobs each day. By the following week, the paper was laying at her spot on the table.
Skyler smiled as she walked over to give Tyler a kiss before making his breakfast and setting Hunter up with his.
As she began reading, Tyler waited anxiously for her to get to the obituaries. When she did eventually get there, she noticed the date of her father’s death. Her eyes filled as she put her head down on the table, continuing to ask ‘why’, over and over again. For the longest time all Skyler could do was cry while Tyler watched her with a stupid looking grin on his face.
“What did I do Tyler?” She asked, raising her head to look at him. “He was a sick, old man and I didn’t do ‘anything’ to make you do that.”
“You trying to say I hurt your dad?”
“Don’t fuck with me! I know you killed my father! I’m not the fucking idiot you think I am! I just want you to tell me why!” Skyler shouted, jumping out of her chair.
“Are you really calling me a liar and raising your voice to me?!” Tyler shouted as he stood up, knocking over his chair.
“Just fucking do it already! I don’t care anymore!” She screamed as she stood her ground.
Tyler walked over to Skyler, hitting her so hard that she flew across the kitchen and into the counter, breaking her arm. She had finished with her tirade once she heard Hunter scream and began to apologize for her accusations.
Tyler watched Skyler’s arm as it began to swell before he calmly made her a cast out of cardboard. She wound up thanking him, before taking care of Hunter with her one good arm.
Her father was gone and there was nothing she could do to bring him back, but her mother and sister were still okay, Hunter was fine and she would be having his brother or sister soon. She wanted these babies; they were her strength to continue on. Skyler had absolutely no doubt that she would have let Tyler kill her long ago if Hunter hadn’t been born. She needed to let her father go and be nice to Tyler again, for Hunter’s sake, so she apologized the only way she knew he’d understand, smiling as she offered herself to him.
When the time arrived, Tristan Matthew was born almost as quickly as Hunter had been. Tyler chose not to hang around, disappearing as he had when Hunter was born, so the nurses brought a crib into Skyler’s room with Hunter in it.
When Tyler did finally show up he looked at the name tag on the baby and sat down to cry.
“I just don’t understand,” he sobbed.
“Tyler, why’re you crying? What’d I do?”
“Don’t most women show that they love their husbands by naming a baby after him? My mom did. I’ve been trying so hard and you just keep doing things to piss me off!” He exclaimed through gritted teeth.
“Tyler, I’m sorry, I just didn’t think you cared and I’ve liked these names since I was little, I’m so sorry; I’m all out of names now, I promise I’ll name our next son after you, please don’t be angry?”
“The next one? You promise?”
“I promise.”
Tyler squeezed the tears out of his eyes with his fingers before walking over to bend down, giving Skyler one of the tenderest kisses he had ever given.
“You should’ve thought of it on your own you ungrateful bitch,” he whispered. “I’ll be back when it’s time to take you home.”
Skyler was still shaking when Officer Chelsea Gold walked into her room. Skyler had been trying to feed Tristan, but she couldn’t seem to keep the bottle in his mouth with her hands trembling the way they were.
“Mind if I try?”
“What’re you doing here?”
“Well, I saw your husband leaving while I was visiting a friend, so I found out where you were and thought I would stop in to see your new addition, so again, mind if I try?”
“Well, since I can’t seem to stop shaking, someone should. Are you sure he’s gone?”
“Positive,” Chelsea assured her, taking Tristan out of her arms. “You have some beautiful babies.”
“Thank you,” Skyler said, shakily handing over the bottle.
“Why so shaky, if you don’t mind my asking?”
“I really don’t know you, so I’d rather not say,” Skyler stated before she laughed. “That’s not true, even if I knew you, I wouldn’t wanna tell you.”
“You don’t have any friends?”
“Not since I was 16.”
“You must know somebody?”
“The only person I know, besides Tyler, is you.”
“How long has he been beating you Skyler?”
“Please don’t make me talk about this. If he finds out you’re here…”
“What would he do?”
“… Listen, I know you think you’re gonna help me, but you can’t. He’s been in charge since I was 16 and that’s just how it is.”
“It doesn’t have to be, you can change it.”
“How? How could ‘I’ possibly change anything?”
“All you have to do is tell me about him and I could look into things in my spare time, try to help you at least.”
“Why me?”
“… I don’t know. I think it mostly had to do with my partner’s attitude after we left your house that day. He thought your husband was a great guy, but I saw your eyes and the way you held onto your son. You wouldn’t give him to your husband because you don’t trust him, do you?”
“No,” Skyler said quietly, hanging her head.
“Where does he work?”
“He doesn’t, he only leaves the house occasionally and it’s never for very long,” Skyler explained. “Please don’t let him know I talked to you. I don’t care about him hurting me, but I don’t want him hurting any of my family; anymore of my family or people I know.”
“What d’you mean by that?”
Skyler actually took the time to look into Chelsea’s eyes at that moment, studying the lady officer’s face. She wasn’t positive if it was because the thoughts had rambled around in her mind for so many years, or if she just really wanted to tell somebody, or if she actually thought the officer might actually be able to help her get away from Tyler, but whatever it was caused her to begin talking about everything she had been unable to express for so long.
“I can’t prove anything, I just know it. A boy, David Klasp, disappeared after I talked to him at a party and he’s never been found. I couldn’t tell anyone because Tyler raped me that night and threatened my family. I went to sleep with my cat that same night and the next morning he was dead on the porch. I know my bedroom door was shut and that was Tyler’s warning to me to just do what he said. Later, two other kids died from apparent suicides and after we moved down here, a girl who gave me a ride to my last party disappeared. They found her face down in a swamp not too long ago, but I’m sure that was Tyler too. He didn’t care that I told him I was gay; he had been planning how to get to me since ninth grade. That’s what he told me after my parents made me marry him when I got pregnant. I know he had something to do with my father’s death, but I also know that if he thought he was going to lose me, he’d kill the rest of my family first and I don’t want my family or babies dying just because he’s insane.”
“Is he good to you sometimes at least?”
“He loves me, so I let him do what he wants, but even that’s mostly so he’s not mean to Hunter. He just started buying him toys recently, but it’s pretty rare. He got his first toy when he was a little over a year old.”
“But is he good to ‘you’ ever?”
“I guess, but it never lasts too long; even when we go to sleep, he needs to be wrapped completely around me, I just feel like I’m being crushed most nights.”
“I’m sorry, I wish I could tell you this could be fixed overnight, but I think it may take some time.”
“It’s already going on three years, I don’t know if I’d be able to function on my own anymore anyway,” Skyler laughed sardonically. “I just know I’m gonna need some rest before I go home this time. He doesn’t like the kids, but he was upset that I didn’t name either of them after him. I didn’t know why he beat me after Hunter was born but now I do. When I told my mother all of this, she didn’t believe me, not about all of this, but about how mean he was. My own parents took his word over mine and not even my sister would say goodbye to me the day I left. When I told my parents I was a lesbian, my mother told me I wasn’t and that I had to marry Tyler. She doesn’t even know about Hunter,” Skyler continued on. “I’d like to see my sister, she’s 14 now and always such a mouthy little shit. I bet she would’ve been fun to know,” Skyler had been in a daze, snapping out of it when she saw movement. “I’m sorry; I don’t know why I told you all that, I just haven’t talked to anyone besides Tyler in so long.”
“Don’t worry about it, I did ask,” Chelsea reminded her.
She had no idea what had come over her, other than the fact that she hadn’t had another human being to talk to in years. She hadn’t ever thought of Tyler as human, so she never counted what was said to him. Skyler relaxed slightly as she realized it was just Chelsea putting Tristan back into his little bed.
Chelsea walked over to Skyler, taking hold of her hand.
“D’you have any ideas at all how Tyler makes money?”
“No,” Skyler shook her head. “I tried asking him when he bought the house, but he told me to worry about my little bastard instead of worrying about what he does. I think his father’s paying for everything, but I don’t really know for sure.”
“I’m gonna catch him at something, I promise you.”
“I wanna believe you, really I do, but I know how he gets away with everything. I can’t testify against him about anything because he’ll hurt the people I love. I haven’t even been out of the house since before Hunter was born. I can’t look out the window, even if he’s gone, because he always knows. I’m pretty sure he has cameras around the house, but I don’t even dare look for ‘em. Hunter hasn’t ever seen a cartoon and he won’t let us listen to the radio. You may not believe it, but I use to have a lot of friends.”
“You’re very pretty, I’m sure you were extremely popular,” Chelsea said as Skyler blushed.
“Thank you. I don’t feel so pretty these days, mostly I just feel dirty.”
“You try taking care of yourself as best you can, I’ll do what I need to on my end. Okay?”
“Thank you for listening to me, but I still think you’re wasting your time.”
“I guess we’ll see.”
“I wish I could help you, but I can’t take that chance. Too many of my friends and family are gone because I did something he didn’t like and I can’t take the chance that anyone else’ll be hurt.”
“I understand and I wouldn’t ask you to do anything, I’ll see what I can do out here.”
Chelsea gave Skyler’s hand a gentle squeeze before leaving her alone again.
Tyler showed up exactly on schedule to take Skyler home. On the ride to the house, she was trying to think of a way to keep from being beaten, finally grasping at the only straw she had.
“That lady cop came to see me in the hospital.”
“For what?! What the fuck did you tell her?!”
“I didn’t tell her anything! She just wanted to know what you do for money; I don’t know anything ‘to’ tell her!”
“Why’re you telling me this?” Tyler asked, looking at her suspiciously.
“I don’t want anything bad to happen to you, despite what you think,” Skyler insisted as she stared at him.
She was correct in her assumption, only needing to volunteer for blowjobs the following two months, but once her healing time was up, things went back to normal.
Tyler beat her extremely bad at one point when she began throwing up one morning. She couldn’t believe how he had acted before he actually beat her, becoming apologetic and literally bawled as he began punching her in the stomach. He beat her until she began bleeding from the vagina and he sobbed as he held her afterward.
To redeem himself, Tyler took care of the boys until Skyler could move around again and he wasn’t half bad with them. He played blocks, along with other games and they enjoyed it, as if they knew it wouldn’t last. She wound up thanking Tyler with the only thing she knew he wanted, the customary blowjob.
During the following months, Tyler never left the house except for groceries and cigarettes. He did seem to buy quite a few disposable cell phones for a reason Skyler could never quite figure out, but she tried not to pay too much attention to what Tyler was doing and mostly focused on the boys.
Tristan was almost a year old before Skyler was being beaten for throwing up again one morning and again Tyler sobbed as he held her afterwards and again Skyler thanked Tyler for watching the boys once she recovered enough to take care of them.
Sometime after this, Tyler felt it was safe for him to leave the house again. Hunter was three by that time and Tristan was one. He must have been very careful since he always returned home.
Skyler knew she was pregnant with another boy after going three months without any morning sickness. She walked up to Tyler, giving him a kiss before sitting on his lap.
“I wanna name him Tyler, for sure, but can he be Tyler Logan?” Skyler asked expecting to be beaten at any moment.
“Tyler Logan… actually I like it. You done good honey.”
Skyler was so relieved she asked Tyler if there was anything special he wanted and he suddenly had a twinkle in his eyes as he explained what it was. She told him to go into the bedroom and she would be in after she checked on the boys.
He was a pig, but after so many years, she didn’t even think twice about any of his requests as she made sure the boys were napping before putting up the gate.
She almost began to cry when she saw Hunter sleeping with his arm protectively around Tristan.
Walking into the bedroom, she saw Tyler already undressed and waiting for her. After undressing, Skyler crawled onto the bed where Tyler’s cock was already standing at attention. She smiled at him, but she didn’t mean it; it seemed to make him happy though, so she guessed it was worth it as she began kissing his balls and his penis before licking up the shaft and circling her tongue around in his little slit.
She knew she was doing well as his hips thrust at her involuntarily. She had only just put her mouth over his penis, lightly scraping it with her teeth on her way down, when he was telling her to get on her knees.
Tyler slipped his penis into her pussy and it made her wonder if he had forgotten where he had originally intended to put that thing, but after a couple of thrusts in and out, he slid back out, gliding the head of his penis up to her anus.
She guessed he must have done something right when it didn’t feel as though she were being ripped open. She still didn’t care for it or the pressure it created, but she could live with it.
Tyler slipped his finger down to Skyler’s pussy, gliding it in circles around and over her clit until she was thrusting her hips into and away from him, seemingly intensifying his visit up her ass.
She thought for sure he would have cum by that point, but he managed to hold out a few minutes longer and Skyler swore she could feel his wild little sperm as they bounce off her insides until eventually he let her go.
Tyler was holding her and having a cigarette after they had finished, kissing her on the head.
“Funny, it only took you four years to warm up to me.”
“But I’m here, I do love you Tyler.”
“I love you too.”
(To Be Continued…)
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