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Click hereFinally, after some final rounds of tests and medicine administration, they filed her paperwork, and told her she was free to leave. They offered to let her see the baby one last time but she declined. They gave her some donated, poorly fitting clothes to leave in. She had no other possessions in the world, not even a wallet or phone. No ID, no card, nothing. She could maybe try to contact Kevin to retrieve some of her things from her old apartment, if it was even still around, but she didn't want to have to see or speak to him. What would she do with some furniture now anyway? Where would she put it? She blinked in the sunlight and went and sat on a bus stop bench, dazed. It was the first time she had been out free in the world in over nine months. The first time since realizing how far-reaching and comprehensive her exploitation and exposure was online. The last time she was free in the world, she was going out to a nice dinner with her boyfriend, thinking that she was about to be proposed to, that she had successfully started another life and could move on from the horrible fate that had befallen her. How wrong she had been. How naive.
She sat on the bench and watched a bus pull up, wait a moment, and then move on again. Her head spun at the complete hopelessness or her situation. Where could she even go? She probably couldn't go get a job, not with her obviously comprehensive online presence, and now a criminal record. Her old fears about being recognized on the streets were now confirmed to be legitimate. People obviously recognized her frequently, and now they'd probably be more bold than ever in having their way with her. Images of her facing a camera and saying some variation of the message flashed through her head: "My name is Melody Ann Ainsley. Any man can fuck me anytime. If I say no, I really mean yes." People obviously saw that, and now she knew they would be taking it seriously. They saw other people taking advantage of it and facing no consequences. Why couldn't they? Far from slipping away into the dark corners of the web to fade into obscurity, a whole thriving community of interest had sprung up around her, sharing, duplicating, spreading, seeking out the creation of new content. She hadn't had to face the reality while she was in jail, bizarrely protected in a sense inside those walls. Now that she was out here again, alone, the full weight of the implications of all those fan sites they had showed her that night in the hotel suite hit her.
Should she try to get back to Spokane and just attempt to go back to her old life, but reduced to a shamed whore? Just embrace her fate? What else could she do? Would anyone even accept her?
She eventually walked to a nearby homeless shelter to spend the night. She had no other options for the time being. She gave them a fake name. They didn't ask too many questions.
She lay in bed, wondering what would happen to her next. She wondered if she would even be able to maintain any sense of control of her life at all, or if that was forever surrendered to the whims of multitudes of cruel, lustful strangers. She knew the answer. She reached down and felt the wetness between her legs, and, furious at herself, quietly brought herself to orgasm under the sheets and then cried herself to sleep.
(To be continued)
- COMMENTS
I realize this is fiction, and everyone has their kinks, so no kink shaming here. But the longer it goes on the more depressed I’m getting. I feel the hopelessness of it all. I think I have to stop reading for fear of curling into a ball on the bed.
Just when I'm on the brink of giving up hope, I check the comments and a lifeline is thrown out.
I had begun thinking this was the last chapter. In my mind Melody has gotten a job at the homeless shelter, serving up food in the daytime and sex at night to all those grateful homeless men; and enjoying herself immensely as she does it.
Are you about to end the next chapter? I hope you didn't/won't catch COVID-19, because situation in USA is serious.
I hate to make promises because I always seem to break them, but yes, I think it's very likely it will be up in the next two weeks. If not then, then very soon after. I'll try to get it done as soon as I can though.
Hey orpheusradius, big fan. Not rushing you or bothering you, take all the time you need. Just wondering if there's a chance chapter 12 might drop in the next 2 weeks? It'd give me something to do while I'm in self isolation. Whatever the outcome man stay safe, wash your hands, stay indoors, maybe write a little haha. Thanks.
While we wait, are there any similar stories on here where a girl is fucked by lots and lots of men or ones who just absolutely lose their humanity? Until the next time, keep up the good work!
The content Orpheus provides is amazing and well worth the wait, just expect it to be around six months or so for a new chapter. He could easily just not write anything else so be thankful that he comments from time to time letting us know he’s still making progress on it.
Honestly you should never be checking daily. Sadly I don't have a lot of time to dedicate to writing this, and even when I do I write in really short bursts, so it takes me a while. I'm fairly close to being done with the next chapter, but it could still be another month, easily. Or maybe I'll be done next week. It's really hard to tell and just depends on whether or not I get productive bursts or not. I can't force myself to write it if I'm not in the mood. Sorry. But I promise I'm still consistently working on it.
When should a person stop checking in daily for the newest submission.... asking for a friend 😞
i;ve been loving this story from the first chapter. i really do think Melody's Father should be the one to step in an be her "sponsor" like the other people were talking about. would be sooooo hot
Not gonna lie I check your profile multiple times a day for a new update, can't wait to read the next part x
In complete agreement with Psylent21. Really looking forward to what you have coming next Orpheus
I think the main point of this chapter and please chime in Orpheus, was to fully realize that she has no where to go now and to accept it. Being destroyed in prison during her entire pregnancy showed her that she is free use for anyone and is only good for being used.
The time frame of the prison experience and post child birth should set her up to be relocated by her forum’s biggest stalkers. I love the idea of a handler/pimp whatever you want to call it organizing the Melody Ainsley circus. She should go on tour like a music group and do private events booked through her fan forum. The fan forum is one of the highlights of this whole saga that has emerged a few chapters back. I would love to see some of the collective hive mind’s posts about what degrading acts they wish her to perform. She should get pampered a little bit before events just to doll her up and cleaned up after to return her to a semi clean slate. I would love to see her as a redhead again. Can’t wait to see what fucked up shit is coming next for her.
Orpheus, I think you do your best work when you slow down the events and let Melody describe her emotional range. Her chapter nine experience with the hooker and her body examination from chapter three were amazingly well written and I think the key is the dialogue directed towards Melody and her inner monologue that makes this series one of the best ever. I’m not going to quote from the story but adding lines like “Ever think that you’re pussy would be hungry enough for two fists, whore?” during her double fisting would really punctuate the depravity of her situation and gives her a chance to reflect on the moment.
From this chapter my favorite moment was when the guard gave her the hint that she was stuck in prison indefinitely. It set up how ruthlessly she was going to get treated for an indeterminate amount of time. What didn’t really stick for me I guess was the sex and gangbangs were just glanced over. I would love to read what happened the first night the guards left Melody with the two black inmates in your writing style. Six hours of brutal sex is left up the reader’s imagination but they don’t really have time to settle because she’s getting the same treatment the following nights. Maybe this style slows the story arc back but it’s the backbone of the series.
Thanks for this amazing series Orpheus, cheers!
I agree with the lack of eroticism in the previous chapter. That was my mistake.
As for your suggestions, not to give too much away but you've very nearly predicted my exact plans going forward. I still have some connecting dots to fill in before we get there though. I start writing and then can't help but draw some stuff out, perhaps unnecessarily. I will try to get the next chapter out as soon as possible. I am working on it.