I snapped out of it when I heard him say, “come here?” She rolled over onto her back and looked up at the ceiling for a few moments. What was she...thinking? I wanted to rewind the clock and undo what just happened. I wanted the erotic rush without the regret. I wanted the imagery without the reality. I wanted the experience without the consequences. "Get over here," he snapped, and this time she obeyed and started to walk over to him. He barked "crawl." I knew there was no way she would. ....We left the club and headed to the alleyway round back. It was very dark and I felt I bit nervous being alone with these two guys, thoughts running through my head like being beaten and left there!! When we arrived at the back of the alley Matt forced me against the wall pushing me down to their waist level. They both undid their jeans and got their hard cocks out in front of my face, taking it in turns to fuck my willing mouth. Their cocks tasted so good as they forced them down my throat. For the first year of our relationship everything was pretty normal. But when she went to college and I wasn't yet. She got a job at a mall and was constantly surrounded by older people. Eventually she stopped seeing me as a boyfriend and just a k** even though I was 18. She would later go on to cheat on me with this big black mall security guard. She would never admit it but snooping over twitter I was able to put two and two together and realize she had slept with him. It was devastating. It. I said I’d just be one moment and I’d go get her, taking the papers with me. I went into the garage and she was huddled in the cold corner where I left her, still crying silently. I turned on the light and walked over to her, her looking up at me, silently pleading when she saw the papers in my hand. She had undoubtedly heard the truck arrive and knew what it meant. I stood over her, looking down, relishing in the power I held. This power had made me rock hard, and I unzipped myself and pulled.