Jason's Dungeon

As I sat in the passenger seat of Jason's car, my heart was racing with a mixture of fear and excitement. I couldn't believe he had just grabbed me and dragged me out of the house without saying a word. I was still carrying my weekend bag, which felt like a heavy weight on my shoulder as I tried to process what was happening.

Jason's grip on the steering wheel was tight, his jaw clenched in anger. I could feel the tension radiating off him, but I couldn't bring myself to speak. I knew he was jealous, but I didn't understand why he was reacting this way. Where were Sebastian and Nathan? Why weren't they home when I arrived?

I couldn't tear my gaze away from Jason as he drove, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. But when he turned his head to me, the way he looked at me, it scared me. There was something primal in his stare, something that ignited a fire within me. I wanted him to punish me. I needed to feel his anger, his desire.

As the silence stretched on, I couldn't hold back any longer. I needed to come clean, to tell him the truth. "I fucked Alex and his boyfriend the whole weekend," I blurted out, my voice barely above a whisper. The words hung in the air between us, heavy with the weight of my confession.

Jason slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a sudden halt. If I hadn't fastened my seatbelt, I would have been thrown against the dashboard from the force of the inertia. He turned to me, his eyes blazing with a mix of anger and hurt. "You what?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

I swallowed hard, feeling a mixture of guilt and arousal wash over me. "I'm sorry, Jason," I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest. I wasn't sorry.

He didn't say anything, just stared at me with an intensity that made my skin tingle. And then, in one swift motion, he reached out and grabbed me by the chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. “You are mine, do you hear me?
You belong to me,” Jason growled, his voice filled with possessiveness and anger but his voice rough with emotion. "No one else gets to touch you, to kiss you without my permission and you better tell that to Sebastian too” His eyes simmered with jealousy.


His words sent a thrill through me, a rush of desire that I couldn't deny. I wanted him.

I could feel the heat of his gaze on me as I turned to face him, my heart pounding in my chest.

“I belong to no one, Jason,” I replied, my voice firm but tinged with sadness. “I am my own person, with my own thoughts and feelings.”


He leaned in closer, his lips crashing against mine. Our kiss was fierce and passionate, a tumultuous mix of longing and need. Jason's hand grabbing the back of my head, igniting a fire within me that burned with a white-hot intensity. I moaned against his lips, my fingers tangling in his hair as I pressed myself against him, desperate for more.

The car became a sanctuary of desire, a place where our inhibitions melted away and we were free to explore the depths of our passion.

After the kiss he started driving again. I didn’t know where we were going, but I knew there was punishment waiting for me. The look in his eyes told me how angry he was, but I was so horny just seeing how possessive he was. How could he say he owns me, knowing really well that I’m with Sebastian?.
The tension between us was palpable as we drove in silence, the only sound being the hum of the engine and the occasional deep breath from Jason.

I was drawn to Jason’s intensity, his brooding demeanor and his piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through me. He was the complete opposite of Sebastian who was more laid back and easygoing. But there was something about him that I couldn’t resist, no matter how much I tried. Nathan on the other hand was in the middle, maybe the mix of both his brothers.

As we pulled up to a secluded secret mansion, I felt a knot form in my stomach. Jason led me inside, his grip firm on my arm as he pushed me towards that room that feared the most, his sex dungeon. I knew what was coming next, and part of me was scared while the other part was inexplicably excited.

He pinned me against the wall, his breath hot against my neck as he whispered, “You’ve been a bad girl, haven’t you? Disobeying me and sneaking around with other men behind my back.”

I couldn’t deny it, but I also couldn’t bring myself to apologize. I wanted him just as much as he wanted me, even if it meant betraying Sebastian. Jason’s lips crashed down on mine, possessive and demanding, as he pushed me onto the bed.

I knew I should feel guilty, but all I could think about was how much I craved him. His hands roamed my body, igniting a fire within me that I couldn’t fight. I wanted him to consume me, to possess me completely.