The Humiliation of Chloe

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The following work of fiction is loosely based on characters currently/previously owned and operated by the producers and writers of NBC-TV's Days of Our Lives. I claim no affiliation. Gratuitous entertainment purposes only.


THE HUMILIATION OF CHLOE

Chapter 10
by Fidomom

Brady felt a little shell shocked and a lot turned on, as he pressed stop on the last tape. He looked over at Chloe saw that she was blushing and avoiding eye-contact which meant she was majorly turned on, horny and wet.

"Chloe? All those things they did to you .... you honestly enjoyed it? All of it?"

Chloe squirmed in discomfort.

"Oh, Brady, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have shown you the tapes. Now you have a bad opinion of me. I think there must be something very wrong with me, very dark in me, because, I did, Brady. Oh, heaven help me I thoroughly enjoyed every moment of what they did to me. Watching the tapes again with you beside me was humiliating. When I feel humiliated I get so horny. I need to be fucked hard right now. Not just want, Brady ...I need it. The humiliation makes me feel nauseous until I get what I need. Help me, please, Brady? Tell me you'll share me with other men when I need to be used sexually, please?"

Brady looked over at her, saw her tormented look, her distress, her anxiety. He knew in his heart of hearts that she loved him and only him. He also understood more about her sexual appetites, now that he'd watched the tapes. He knew her soul so well, and she had told the truth when she said she experienced a heady freedom when she was nude and being used as a sex toy. It was in her eyes all throughout the tapes. A look of blissful peace would creep into her eyes when she was being sexually used. He loved Chloe. He never wanted to be without her. He never wanted to be the cause of the kind of distress she was exhibiting right If If that meant that he would often have to share her sexually with other men then so be it ... her heart was his and his alone.

"Chloe, it's ok. You will never lose me over this. I will never think of it as cheating. I want you to be happy. If I need to share you with other men sexually in order for you to be happy ... then so be it ... as long as you promise that only I will ever have your heart ... your love."

Chloe's heart filled with joy and her eyes flooded with tears. Brady really did love her. She wasn't going to lose him over this. He was going to love and support her and share her ... oh, dear lord, yes! He was agreeing to share her! She threw her arms around his neck thanking him and raining kisses on his face. She promised him exclusive dibs on her heart. Brady was still very turned on from viewing the tapes but he knew he couldn't fuck her the way she needed right now ... he wanted to make love to her.

"Chloe? Who do you need, right now, and do you want to go to them or do you want them to come here? Either way is ok by me."

Chloe looked at him gratefully. She knew he was aroused and she so appreciated him for recognizing that love is not what her body was craving right now.

"Jason. I need to go begging at Jason's door. I have to convince him to invite Matt over too. I have to beg Matt to fuck me and he will make me beg he hates me he hates wanting me. I hate needing them, Brady, but they take away the nausea I feel when I'm humiliated, just by fucking me and hating me. I need Matt's hate right now, he is so rough with me ... I have to go Brady but I'll always return to you eventually."

"Are you gonna call Jason first before you go over?"

"No. I'm literally gonna knock on his door and beg him to fuck me."

"If there's a tape, I'd like to watch it after."

Chloe got that wild look in her eye at the thought of Brady seeing her grovel for sex at another man's feet.

"I'll make sure that there is a tape. Brady? If you could drive me over there then I could make myself irresistible to Jason. I was thinking of wearing a trenchcoat and nothing else. Am I asking for too much from you too soon? I mean would you rather not know the details?"

"It's fine, Chloe. I like hearing the details. I'd be happy to bring you over to where you need to be."

"Thank-you, Brady."

Brady watched from the car in the driveway as Chloe rang the doorbell. Jason opened the door looked at Chloe contemptuously and shut the door in her face. He watched as she rang the doorbell again. Jason opened it. She opened her trenchcoat. He looked her up and down, disdain clearly showing on his face. She attempted to close her coat he stopped her grinning he said something to her she hesitated then nodded. He closed the door in her face. She stood there for nearly 20 minutes with her coat held open. Another car pulled into the driveway. A man got out and approached Chloe she didn't turn to look. The man lifted the back of her coat, undid his pants and started rutting into her. His hands disappeared to the front of her body. Jason opened the door, smiled and stood there video camming the action on his front stoop. Brady rolled his widow down a bit and could plainly hear Chloe's whimpers and moans of ecstasy. He smiled. He heard her scream as she came. The man pulled out of her and adjusted his pants. Jason smiled handed the guy the camera, and yanked Chloe forward into his arms. He necked with her, as he lifted her off the ground. Brady saw her bare thigh wrap around Jason's hips, and he watched her pump as she fucked Jason. He could hear her sounds of pleasure and couldn't regret bringing her here. Brady waved to Jason and pulled out of the driveway. Chloe was getting what she needed and that made Brady happy.