Candice LeRae is the one who's been making your life hell? Your old friend who's been nothing but nice to you every time you've interacted?

(Y/N): it cant be her

Rhea: it is tho. she beat the shit out of me

(Y/N): but shes so nice, she would never do something like that

Rhea: i know what i saw, (Y/N)

(Y/N): ik, ik, im going after her rn

You hop into the driver's seat as fast as you can and fly down the highway towards Candice and Johnny's house. Hopefully she doesn't know that she can't scare Rhea into silence. Rhea's not as fragile as Taynara has gotten to be. Was Tay in danger from Candice?

Finally you arrive at the house. All the lights are out except for the porch light, which illuminates Johnny sitting alone. As you walk up to him you see that his head is bandaged.

"What happened?" you ask, kneeling in front of him. He looks at you with obvious pain on his face, but it's not physical. It's emotional.

"Candice happened. She broke a wine bottle over my head and told me she doesn't love me anymore. Told me she found someone better," Johnny replies, his voice hoarse. What could possibly cause her to snap like this, to inflict all this pain and suffering upon those closest to her?

"Who?"

"You."

"Me? The fuck?" How can Candice be in love with you? Before she and Johnny were even dating you were all friends, and she never showed any interest in you. She's one of the few girls you've never smashed, and seeing how she used to look at him it never bothered you.

"I know. It doesn't make any sense... you have to go find her."

"Why me? She's your girl."

"Yeah, and I'm gonna assume she's the one who's been fucking with you, on top of the fact that she told me she wants you. (Y/N), you've got much more motive to find her."

"Fair... I'll start by the river." There's a river just a ways down the countryside, and it's always been Candice's favorite spot. You've gone there with her several times when Johnny was on a tour and you two were the only ones around. But, once again, nothing funny ever happened.

Upon making it to the river you find that it's deserted. Defeated, you plop down onto the bench with your head in your hands. Candice has probably already skipped town by now. You hear something rustling in the wind and you turn around. Taped to the bench is a note, and you pluck it up. It says in her handwriting:

Dear (Y/N),

If you're reading this, then you already know what I've done. I recorded the tapes. I attacked Tay and Rhea. Just know that I did it for you. I thought if I began to attack your lovers you would stop fucking every girl under the sun, but you keep on doing it!

Ignore me and I'll keep coming back. You know I will. I know where the girls are staying. I know how much you love Alexa, so she's next... and you won't want to touch her when I'm through with her. Know that I love you (Y/N), and I'm patiently waiting for you out in the shack.

With love, Candice

"What the actual fuck," you think aloud, rereading the note. Candice has actually broken. Like, this shit's psychotic. You hop into your car and speed off towards a house in the woods. It's an old cabin that her parents used to own, and they gave it to her sometime in the last few years.

It's obviously a trap, but you can't put any more of your girls at risk. Two is too many to be hurt, and if sacrificing yourself for them is what it's going to take then you'll do it.

You reach the cabin, which is pretty far into the woods. The property looks a lot better than it used to, as if someone's been slipping away and cleaning it. As if someone were planning to live inside of it. You get out and call for Candice but receive no reply. Typical.

The door is unlocked of course, and you slip inside without making a sound. You creep through the cabin, expecting to catch a frying pan in the face, but nothing of the sort happens. It's quiet... too quiet.

As you turn to leave the lights go out. By the way, it's like midnight at this point. It's pitch-black in the house, and you stumble towards the wall. There's a faint shuffling noise behind you, and you turn to face it. Fuck, why does the crazy lady have to be so terrifying?

You yell out as a burst of light blinds you, and before you can recover a damp rag is pressed up against your face. You try to fight Candice, but you're already tired.

"Nighty-night baby," she giggles as you crumble into her arms, fading from consciousness.

"Fuck," you groan and try to sit up, but you quickly find that you're tied to the bed. Also, you're naked except for a pair of boxers... groovy.

"Good, you're finally awake," Candice says from the corner. You realize that she's just been sitting there in the corner watching you sleep. That's creepy as shit. She hops onto the bed and sits cross-legged beside you, biting her lip and she runs a cold hand along your ripped physique.

"Let me go, Candice," you demand, struggling against the bonds. It's pointless; Candice knows not to underestimate you. If she doesn't want you getting loose, then you're not getting loose.

"I can't, baby. You'd run away," she whispers, kissing your cheek before

"I won't, I promise."

"Oh yes, how reassuring," she says, reaching for the cord closest to her. When she sees you look hopefully, she laughs so hard she curls up. When she calms down she asks, "Did you really think that would work? You're adorable, but awful at lying."

"Candice, this isn't funny," you say as she climbs onto your stomach and sits with her face inches above yours. She leans down again.

"You'll be my little toy for as long as I'd like, (Y/N)..." Candice whispers, putting extra emphasis on your name. All you can do is stare up at her nervously as she sits back and yanks her shirt over her head. Her chest is bare underneath, which is what you expected. In nearly any other scenario her perky tits would be mouth-watering, but not right now. Not while you're tied up and subject to her will.

She leans down and presses her lips against yours, forcing her tongue into your mouth. Needless to say, she dominates the kiss... mostly because you're not reciprocating the embrace. She giggles a little bit.

"What's so funny?" you ask, and she traces little circles on your chest as she sighs dreamily.

"I'm just thinking... you're going to be here for quite a while, (Y/N). You might as well enjoy yourself."

"Candice, this is just sick."

"Ever heard of bondage?" That... is a fair point. You shut up and let her return to kissing you. At this point, you say fuck it and embrace her back. As much as you hate being trapped here, there's worse things. Her soft and smooth lips aren't so bad. "See? I knew you couldn't resist me forever."

Candice moves down to your waist and pulls your half-mast dick through the fly of your briefs. She spits on her hand and strokes it as it finishes becoming erect. Once it's finally hard, she puts her lips to the tip of your cock and teases you as she slowly enters it into her mouth.

"Shit..." you groan as she bobs her head up and down on your dick. Candice giggles and kicks her feet back and forth as she continues to suck you off, clearly satisfied with the pleasure she's giving you. It's probably giving her the idea that you want to be here.

After a few more minutes of her cold lips pressing up and down over your cock, you arch your back and cum in her mouth. Normally you would last longer, but you've already had sex four times today. You're exhausted.

She sucks it all up and climbs back up to your face, kissing your cheek before sitting on your chest and leaning back. Her crotch is right in your face as she takes her pants off, and you have a perfect view of her wet pussy when she's completely naked.

"See how wet you've made me, baby? Yeah, you're going to be staying with me for a loooong time..."

Candice positions herself above your prick and drops right onto you, causing both of you to cry out as your poor member is squeezed into a space as tight as her vagina. It doesn't faze her, and she rides your cock with gusto.

You are unable to do anything as Candice slams her ass against your waist over and over, moaning loudly as she rides you. Her moans are cute, but it's pure torture to be rendered useless as such a pretty girl fucks you. Is it rape if you don't consent, but kinda like it?

After awhile she screams your name and squirts, screwing her face shut as she's rocked by her orgasm. She continues riding you though, and it's pretty clear she's waiting for you to cum. Although you try your hardest to resist, she's too much for you. You groan loudly and release your load into her pussy, and she kisses you on the lips.

"That wasn't so bad, was it? Goodnight baby... I'll see you tomorrow," she says before redressing. As she pulls up your underwear and prepares to leave, a thought occurs to you... you're still tied to the bed.

"So you're just gonna leave me here, then?" you ask, and she turns to you with a big smile.

"Well yeah. That way you'll be good and rested for the next time I need you."