Aftermath: A Purge story (closed for Cum_Inside)

[Cum_Inside]

The reprieve was short lived.

If Harmony lives through tonight she was sure she’d be wiping blood for days every time she went to the bathroom. Right now it was a non-issue, even if it felt like he was rearranging her internal organs. Every thrust pounded at her cervix and made her yelp, her face covered in his jism and his ex’s own pussy juice.

On her back looking up at him, Harmony memorized every detail of this man’s face. It was a shame because his looks were wasted on his terrible personality - he was truly a handsome man and she had no doubt that he’d have no trouble getting women if he wasn’t such a prick. As he used her body how he pleased and spoke to her in a such a degrading manner, Harmony understood why no woman wanted him.

Her snatch was drier than the desert but it didn’t seem to matter to him as he pistoned his hips inside her. Wanting this to be over a little quicker, Harmony raised her knees and caged them around his hips as she rhythmically tensed her cunt muscles in hopes that it would get him off (literally) and also that he might take some pity on her for good behaviour and kill her more quickly.

 

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Jared groaned as Harmony wrapped herself around him. "Yes! Yes, you fucking whore!" He rose up, thrusting deeper and harder. One hand wrapping around her neck and tightening, choking off her air. "So. Fucking. Good." He drove his cock into with each word, eyes never leaving hers.

"Yes. Fuck. Yes! Feels so. Fucking. GOOD!" He pressed deep sending what little jizz he had left into Harmony, all the while still holding her throat as darkness edged around her vision. As he pumped his hips to shoot the last drops of his seed into her, Harmony felt and saw the world go black...

Sometime later, laying on a shower floor, she was clean and mostly dry. She must have been laying there for a long time, the shower was off. A little more investigation and she'd learn she had been moved to a nice hotel somewhere in downtown. After she passed out, and Jared did whatever else he must have done to her, she somehow ended up here. The Purge night had ended while she was knocked out but she was alive. By fate, chance or mistake - she has survived the night... at least physically.

 

[Cum_Inside]

It was hard to believe that she was alive. Laying there on the shower floor, Harmony cried and cried and cried. She might still have her life but everything she had ever known was in tatters. Somehow this psychopath had left her to live another day but there was trauma there, too. He likely understood that her life would never be the same.

Harmony found a pair of clothes waiting for her on the edge of the bed when she finally managed to life herself on shaky knees, stumbling out of the bathroom to dress.

She was almost robotic in her motions but it felt nice to be clothed and in two feet again like a human being. She was grateful.

There, next to the clothes, she found a note and a wad of cash. It felt like a slap in the face; as if he was paying her for her trouble, or giving her money for leaving her alive. She was no whore.

Ignoring the note but taking the money, Harmony shrugged. Her disgust wasn’t enough to make her refuse the money, so she pocketed it and found herself a cab home. Her house key had been with her when she’d tried to make a break for it but during the “scuffle” she’d lost it somehow and so she rang the doorbell several times with no answer, staring at the wreckage of the neighbourhood and watching the smoke rising from one of her neighbour’s house curl into the early morning sun.
Harmony slid down the door and placed her head in her hands, knees folded up to her chest.

Was Cameron alive? Had he went searching for her? Or had he just thrown her to the wolves? Harmony didn’t quite know but sitting on the porch stoop and looking out, she didn’t see much she wanted to live for.

 

[Tx_Liquor]

No one seemed home and for a long time, no one arrived either. Without her phone there was no way to reach anyone or be reached. The Lesbian couple across the street opened their door and Nichole, Nikki for short, came out first. She was still ready with her guns, shy for anyone who didn't respect the final bell, and approached Harmony.

"You okay, hun?" The dark haired woman asked, the hint of her Southern Drawl giving away that she was void of any pretense. "Krystal says you can come inside and have some breakfast. Chairs are more comfortable than the cement, I'm sure."

Nikki was in her mid 30's, and still an attractive woman at her age. She'd been married twice to men from back home, and had four kids she'd long lost custody of. It was just her a Krystal now. Nikki's wife looked like a younger Gina Gershon but with a violet streak in her long hair and a nose ring.

Where Nikki was still an attractive old woman, Krystal looked like she'd been a Goth back in the 90's and just hadn't let that go. Smoking and lack of sleep had taken it's toll on her looks but where she lost her young model material before she picked up primal edge in it's place. And still, the woman in all black was probably more of the maternal figure in this dynamic.

"Find out if she's vegan!" Shouted Krystal, voice distorted in a way that said she had a cigarette between her lips when she'd said that.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Nikki took her hands and helped her to her feet, leading her across the lawn to their home. Harmony was grateful for the support and had no issue following the other woman even though they were practically strangers despite having been neighbours for a couple years. They had just been the type to say “hi” and “bye” and continue on with their own lives. Harmony was grateful for any shelter right now.

She squeezed Nikki’s hand and replied hesitantly to Krystal’s query. “At this point I’m willing to eat anything. I hate to be a bother. I got stuck outside last night and...” Harmony couldn’t get those words out. Instead, she derailed her train of thought and continued on. “Cameron’s not answering and I can’t get in. I’m just happy for a chance to eat something and spend some time indoors where it’s safe. I know the Purge is over but you can never be too sure with some people,” she shrugged.

“Anyway, I’m Harmony. I think we’ve met briefly but I won’t cause any trouble, I swear.”

 

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"Hi, Harmony." Krystal waved, "If there is one thing I don't skimp on it's security. You're safe here." She was making some kind of Southwest scramble, "Egg whites or regular? We also have Orange Juice, coffee, tea, soda and beer. Krystal took a swig from her beer as if to illustrate the point.

Nikki sat down with Harmony, "Last night I saw two women run to your house. They were banging on it and the guy who lives with you... Let them in. A bit after that he left, I suppose he was going to find you. Looks like you need to find him, now."

"Start with the hospitals, ask for him or any John Does who've come in too. Do you need to use our phone?"

Nikki shot a glance at Krystal for her previous, and cold, advice. "It's over now." Nikki's tone spoke volumes. There wasn't going to be questions about what happened to Harmony's phone or the young woman herself. That she was alive was enough for now. "We just... keep living. You know?"

 

[Cum_Inside]

She nodded, tucking her arms around herself in a hug. There was no sense dwelling on this even though she doubted she could make herself stop, but Harmony had to just keep living as the couple termed it. That would not be an easy undertaking.

“I’ll have to have a look, yeah. I’m good with whatever - all I know is that I’m starving,” she admitted. “After that I’ll get out of your hair and go look for Cameron but the first stop will have to be for a new phone.”

She observed the tiny kitchen around her while she waited for food and made smalltalk. It felt amazing to still be breathing after last night, even if there was one question nagging at her.

Why?

Why had Jared not killed her?

 

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"Do you need a ride?" Nikki asked, putting the first plate on the table in front of Harmony. "Do you even have keys for your car?" Next Nikki gave Harmony a smart phone and swiped to unlock it.

"Try to call your guy. Maybe he'll pick up?" She went back for another plate and joined Harmony at the table. "I don't think you should be alone right now." Her voice matching something in Harmony's wounded soul. A kinship and understanding of what Harmony had gone through.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Her heart felt warm with respect for these people. She didn’t know why she trusted them so much, but as she cradled the phone and dialled the number, Harmony felt secure in her assessment of them. She rang several times with no answer, finally leaving a voicemail where she basically told her fiancé that she was okay and not to worry, stating that she lost her phone and would try him again later.

That brought her around to the next issue that had been brought up; her vehicle. She had no way of going anywhere right now and she couldn’t staunch the helplessness building inside of her. She didn’t want to be a burden but...

“Yeah, I’ve kind of lost everything. I’m so sorry - I really don’t want to trouble you. I’ll just take a cab...”

Harmony thought back to the large wad of money that had been waiting next to her clothes on the bed this morning. She hadn’t counted it, but the brief glance totalled more money than she’d seen in a very long time. It wasn’t just something one got handed out of the goodness of someone’s heart — no, it was blood money, given in return as a mockery for sparing her life.

Harmony wasn’t going to waste either.

“You know what? Some company would be great right now.”

 

[Tx_Liquor]

It was decided that Nikki would join Harmony, Krystal would stay home and work on some dry wall. The ladies had a nice classic Trans Am that Krystal had restored. It seemed she was good with her hands.

As they ran errands, Cameron called Nikki's phone and spoke to Harmony. "Honey, I'm glad you safe. When Becky and Kat showed up banging on the door they said someone had killed you and Laura. I let Becky and Kat use the safe room and tried to go find you. I only found Laura's body... I'm just glad you're okay."

 

[Cum_Inside]

It was so relieving to hear Cameron's voice. That pit in the bottom of her stomach dissipated and her shoulders sagged in a sudden loss of anxiety.

“I don’t know about okay but we’ll get through this together,” she said. “It was... I don’t ever want to think about it again but Cameron... Jesus. It was pure hell. I was so close to the house but then that girl, she... she fucking knocked me out! When I woke up I didn’t know where I was. I’m so surprised I’m not dead,” Harmony murmured quietly.

“I’ll see you soon, okay? The girls next door have been taking care of me and I have to get a new phone. Not sure if my car is even okay or not, but you and I can worry about that after. I just need to see you baby.”

 

[Tx_Liquor]

"I'm pretty sure our insurance was up to date. I'll make sure. I'll see you soon."

Harmony would later find out that Cameron was at the hospital at the time of his call. He wasn't injured badly, but he would end up with a scar on his knee. The man he'd helped would never walk again, and considered Cameron a hero.

Using some of the fame over the next few days, Cameron humbly re-told the story about how he was just trying to find his fiancée and saw a fellow human in need. Mostly it was a chance to talk about his start up company making affordable safe rooms.

Soon life was back to normal, until on day at work, when Harmony received a package delivered to her work. It was a normal manila envelop but inside was an 8x10 glossy picture of Ally, bound and naked with a naked woman's head between her legs. Harmony's face wasn't visible in the picture, being buried in another woman's crotch, but the image could have only come from the person who'd set up that camera... the same man who'd, thankfully, failed to impregnate her over a month ago.

 

[Cum_Inside]

The envelope was waiting in her locker for her when she returned to work on a Tuesday evening and Harmony was glad there was no one else with her in the room as the envelope and the pictures fluttered to the ground as she raised her hands to her mouth in horror.

How had this come to be here? Had he found her? Well, that was a stupid question. Of course he had based on the present waiting for her, but as Harmony scooped them up hurriedly and stuffed them back into the envelope to be shredded with the rest of the confidential medical documents the hospital no longer needed, her fingers shook.

How had he found her? Why wouldn’t he leave her alone? She just wanted this nightmare to be over already but it seemed never ending.

Harmony was scared that evening, discomforted as she peeked around every corner and in every bathroom to ensure he was not lying in wait to jump out at her. She even had a friend walk her to her car and see her off, squinting carefully into the backseat for any stowaways. Each minute felt like an hour and she didn’t feel safe, not even when Cameron came home and began to babble, as usual, about his workday.

She couldn’t find it in her to relax. Every shadow was the enemy.

 

[Tx_Liquor]

The next day it seemed there was always a shadow just out of the corner of Harmony's eye. Or that her attacker was standing in a crowd, but a double take proved her wrong. Even as the day ended, and got ready for bed, it felt like he could jump out of any shadow and take her again, and again, and again.

"You okay, babe?" Cameron asked, but he too seemed distracted as he typed an email before going to bed.

The following day felt no different, and yet nothing happened.

It wasn't until two day's later that she received an arrangement of flowers, the other girls thought they were from Cameron. The flowers were expertly arranged in a crystal vase. Roses and Stargazers were among green and white accents. A red ribbon around the slim middle.

The card, however, was a type note saying; Just wishing I could cum inside you again. XXXO

 

[Cum_Inside]

Nobody could understand why she trashed the flowers as soon as she read the card, but Harmony enjoyed the crash of the vase into the large biohazard sharps container in the medication room as she tried to calm her racing heart. Looking down at the pieces, she was struck by the fact that it was not over and that this was only the beginning. She hoped he might get bored but that didn’t seem to be the case so far and she dreaded what came next.

Every day that came and went left her a nervous mess just waiting for the other shoe to drop and for Jared to pop out of the shadows and remind her why he wouldn’t just leave her alone. There were many-a-time she wished that he had just killed her instead of putting her through this torture.

Her relationship was being affected. Cameron became upset with her the jumpier she became, claiming that there was nothing left to hurt her. She hadn’t told him the extent of the tragedy she’d experienced on Purge night and for a long time she found excuses not to have sex with him. The one night they did, Harmony laid there underneath him with the lights off and felt tears running down her face. There was a steady throb of powerlessness and disgust she felt at being held down this way and used until her fiancé came inside her with a grunt and rolled off.

He kept attributing his experience to hers: he’d saved someone's life. What had happened to Harmony that had been so bad? He didn’t understand.

She began to spend more time with Nichole and Krystal. Eventually she broke down and told them the story, tearfully recounting the events. She told them everything: the rape, about Ally, and even about the “gifts” she’d been receiving since. She was so scared to leave her house. In the end, it was nice to have people to rely on since Cameron was being so self-absorbed lately.

It was in that token when he came he one evening and dropped his suitcase on the table and announced that he had some new investors looking forward to installing his products and that before they moved forward the company wanted to sit down for dinner and discuss over drinks. Cameron had been instructed to bring Harmony and they were expected at six on Thursday night, no excuses. Cameron didn’t give her the chance to say no, immediately launching into highlights of working with the other company and what it would mean for their bottom line.

Harmony felt so alone, but still she forced a smile and nodded, turning away to finish preparing dinner.

 

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Both Nichole and Krystal had their own stories to share. Krystal has been a repeated survivor even before the purge and the father of one of Nichole's children was always in question. Harmony wasn't alone and the ladies were more than supportive in every way possible.

The big meeting was to be tomorrow night and a formal attire. It would mean charging money on the cards, but Cameron wanted everything to go perfectly so a new and impressive dress would have to be in order.

He got his Tux Dry cleaned and picked it up the next day to get ready. "A car is being sent for us. This guy is a major investor but this is his first contractors investment. I'm supposed to give the final pitch tonight, but Mr. Goldwing is also a NFFA member. If this goes well, he'll be on the front line to encourage the installation of these low income solutions. Isn't that great?"

The car that arrived was a limo, with a bar and TV inside. The drive was about an hour out of town and the house was huge by even wealthy standards. A large metal gate with armed security guards kept protesters at bay.

When it stopped at the large door a man in a white jacket opened the door and another in a similar jacket waited to take their coats at the front door. "Mr. Goldwing is waiting for you in the study."

Mr. Goldwing was certainly what one would expect. A tall, broad shouldered man with silver hair and a strong jaw. Even at his age he worked out and the moment he and his trophy wife saw Harmony and Cameron they greeted them and offered drinks.

"Come. Sit. We'd like to get to know you before Cameron and I discuss numbers."

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Jared Goldwing watched from the upper library, waiting in the darkness and felt his heart skip a beat when he saw Harmony. His cock was already getting hard but he stepped back into the darkness, then went back to the billiard room to continue practicing. He just had to calm himself down - it wasn't Purge night, so he couldn't fuck Harmony without repercussions. Still, he wondered if there was a way to make her just resign herself to letting him screw her. Blackmail? Hmm.

An idea started to half form in his mind.

 

[Cum_Inside]

As a nurse, Harmony didn’t own many formal clothes. She had no need for them. Therefore it wasn’t a challenge to reach into the closet and pull out the deep navy A-line dress she kept for such occasions. It tapered just above her knees and had a sweetheart neckline with some small gems lining the cups for highlight but really was nothing fancy.

She hoped it would be good enough to impress, but as the car passed through the gate and looked face-on at the manor, Harmony’s guts roiled. She was not the type of woman who fit in with this kind of society. Still, she played the gracious and loving wife, politely bowing her head in respect when Mr. Goldwing acknowledged her, allowing him to kiss the back of her hand in greeting after they had been directed to the study.

Her eyes roved around the massive interior as introductions were made and the men began to talk business a bit prematurely. They still did not discuss numbers but preliminary topics of import and Harmony tried her best to listen but it was all just a bit Greek to her and she didn’t understand many of the things they discussed as they wandered down the hall to the overlarge sitting parlour (or the “den” as Mr. Goldwing called it) for a few drinks before dinner was served.

Crossing one knee over the other, Harmony accepted the tumbler of bourbon and tried to appear interested. The lady of the house must have understood her predicament, for she leaned over with a hand on Harmony’s knee and began to ask her a few questions about Harmony’s own line of work and her life, even as boring as they might be. The tense line of her shoulders relaxed just a bit as she babbled about things that she was much more comfortable with, happy that this woman wanted to chat with her even if it was out of obligation.

Soon enough, Mr. Goldwing cleated his throat and directed his intense gaze to her. Harmony’s palms began to sweat. There was something in his expression that struck her as familiar though she had no idea what and it put her on notice again, muscles clenching once more in anxiety. She didn’t like being his focus, but she hoped he might not notice her discomfort.

“Thank you for having us, Sir. Cameron is very excited to discuss business with anyone but me and especially those who understand the importance of what he does. Cost effective safe rooms are such a wonderful idea and we really do need to get as many individuals onboard as possible, so your time is much appreciated,” she rattled off, smiling a bit nervously at the end of her speech.

 

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Mrs. Goldwing patted Harmony's hand drawing her attention. "Don't worry, hun. Sometimes my husband just likes to hear himself talk." Someone else had entered the room while Mrs. Goldwing offered Harmony some more bourbon.

They were being introduced and Mrs. Goldwing gestured, "Oh, here's our son. He was very interested in this project. I'm sure he'll help win Stephan over, despite an low profit margin."


Standing between Stephan Goldwin and Cameron was the huntingly familiar face of the man who'd raped her. Jared stood there as if nothing was wrong with the world, patting Cameron on the shoulder saying, "Think of it as a long term investment. People think the purge is about targeting the poor. But if you support a cost effective security fallback solution, they might not have as much reason to rally outside our gates."

He met Harmony's eyes, not for the first time but kept his expression neutral. It was Cameron who spoke, "Oh. Jared, this is my wife Harmony."

...

 

[Cum_Inside]

Jared looked at her with a haunting expression, one she’d seen reflected back at her so many nights ago now. Harmony’s whole body felt suddenly cold, her heart almost slamming to a full stop in her chest for a few seconds before it began hammering away. Her mouth was dry and she couldn’t find her words.

All she wanted to do was run, but as Cameron introduced her and Jared stuck out on strong hand for her to shake with the other in his trouser pocket, Harmony was frozen. It took her a while before she laid her tiny hand in his, eyes dropping to the floor. She didn’t want to look at him, but damn was he ever attractive in the clothing his money had bred him for. A suit jacket and dress shirt really emphasized the strong line of his jaw and the muscular body she remembered all too well.

She didn’t know why he had such a rotten personality: he clearly wasn’t lacking in anything else.

“Hello, Jared. It’s certainly a pleasure to meet you.”

Her words were sharp and pointed but maybe only Jared really felt the hate behind them, Harmony’s teeth clenched lest she say something she may regret.

 

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"Thank you. Like wise." Jared said with a smile.

Mrs. Goldwing crossed the room saying, "Shall we eat?" Then to Jared, "Will you be joining us tonight?"

"Oh, not tonight, mother. I have-"

"None sense. This meeting was your idea. You should learn how to conduct business at this point in your life." Mr. Goldwing said, turning to lead the way to the dinning room.

Jared smiled at Harmony, but spoke to his parents, "If you insist." He left her and Cameron and followed his parents. Cameron, without a clue as to what was going on leaned in to whisper to Harmony.

"I didn't realize how much Stephan cares about profit margins. I need Jared in my side on this, but I think I can do it."

The dinning room was decorated and lavish with a fireplace on one side and a large dinner table set up with various dishes already prepared. Jared took his seat next to his father, Harmony was to sit next to Mrs. Goldwing while Cameron was seated across from her.

"Dad. I'm thinking the 18 year Dalmore for the evening." Jared said, not sitting just yet.

"Excellent choice. Care to take our guest and fetch us a bottle?" Mr. Goldwing look to Cameron who looked to Harmony for what he should do.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Harmony wanted nothing to do with this man but Cameron apparently did and that made her life just that much harder. When Jared was instructed to take his guest to get the whiskey, Harmony hid her flinch. Of course it made sense now: the Goldwing’s didn’t really seek Cameron out for his product. It had been a suggestion from their son in hopes of getting closer to Harmony. She recognized his manipulations for what they were and couldn’t help but feel disgust all over again for him.

After a few seconds of staring at her, Cameron said “Harmony will be more than happy to go, if that’s alright with you, Jared? She does like her stronger spirits and would be honoured to see the collection.”

Making the executive decision for her (or perhaps putting the nail in her coffin), Harmony realized she had no choice, lest the investors begin to think her rude and refuse to invest. She hadn’t come all this way to run like a little girl from the biggest collaboration of their lifetime just because of one man who legally could not harm a hair in her head tonight.

“Yes, I would like that,” she agreed as she rose, carefully brushing the skirt of her dress down against her thighs.

“Shall we?”

 

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Jared gave a convincing half shrug, then gestured for Harmony to follow. The cellar was well constructed. All over were shelves of liquor and wine. Jared walked as if he was just a host. "There is more here than just scotch if you have a particular interest."

He paused, turning to face Harmony with a wicked grin, "You know, I could tank your husband's whole project? Word gets out that my dad doesn't want to invest, and people won't even give it a second glance. But... I'd be willing to make sure it happens if you give me what I want. No laws broken, just a mutual exchange of services."

 

[Cum_Inside]

There it was.

He’d made himself clear and although Harmony had not expected to see Jared tonight, she was unsurprised by his machinations and did see the sense in his words. He’d probably been working up to this point for a while now and Harmony was well aware what would happen to their bottom line if they were blacklisted by the Goldwings, even if that may be based on unfair circumstances. She watched that wicked smile crawl across his face and fought her sneer.

Blackmail.

Cameron and herself would never survive if Jared put his foot down because they would lose any chance at her husband ever making any sales again. The Goldwings were big name clients and if word got around that they had refused to invest nobody else would either. They would have to be crazy to do so.

It left Harmony standing on tenterhooks, balancing on a tight rope.

“Haven’t you been doing what you wanted this entire time?” Her voice was cold and sharp. “I’m not stupid. You know where I work. You know where I live. You’ve planned every possible circumstance to get me into this moment without an exit strategy. I wish you had just killed me but yet you won’t let the torture end,”
She ranted.

“Tell me what you want from me.”

 

[Tx_Liquor]

"Honestly, I want you to walk over here. Pull out my cock and suck it until I cum down your throat. I'm not going to make you do it, but I'm also not feeling very generous at the moment. Maybe if I blew my load in your mouth I'd feel like sealing some business deals, but... Hey, it's your choice." He leaned against the shelves with one elbow and toyed with a bottle.

"I mean, you've swallowed my load before. This time it's just straight from the tap."

 

[Cum_Inside]

She weighed her options in her head quickly but the threat of losing the family’s income was enough to make the decision for her.

Harmony took a few steps towards him and lowered herself to her knees, taking a deep breath and psyching herself up. His strong hand curled around the long curly strands of her hair and held her face against his groin. Looking up at the dark smirk on his lips, Harmony popped the button on his trousers and reached into his boxer briefs to pull his dick out. Wrapping her hand around him and stroking his semierect shaft slowly, she frowned.

“I’ll do it because I have to, but you really do disgust me. I’ll do anything for Cameron, so this is for him. Not you.”