Chapter 4 NeNe's Revenge

Shaun Redrum sat alone in his modern apartment, his mind consumed by thoughts of Nene Shavon. The sexy, plus-sized woman had exposed his web of lies to the women he had been manipulating. She had even gotten to his main supply, revealing his true nature. Shaun hated Nene with a passion, yet he couldn't deny the lust that coursed through his veins whenever he thought of her.

He had tried to downplay her actions, calling her crazy and fat. But deep down, he knew that Nene's curves drove him wild. His dick would harden as he imagined her luscious body, even as he degraded her in his mind.

Shaun reached for his phone and scrolled through his contacts. He found Nene's number and hesitated for a moment before pressing the call button. The phone rang once, twice, three times before Nene picked up.

"Hello, Shaun," she purred, her voice smooth and seductive. "What do you want?"

Shaun's heart raced at the sound of her voice. "I need to see you, Nene. I can't stop thinking about you."

Nene laughed, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down Shaun's spine. "Oh, I bet you can't. But I'm not interested in your games, Shaun. You're a liar and a manipulator. I've seen the way you treat women."

Shaun gritted his teeth, his anger boiling over. "You don't know what you're talking about, Nene. I'm not the one who's crazy."

"Crazy enough to expose your lies?" Nene retorted. "I know all about your little web of deceit. I know how you use women to satisfy your own twisted desires."

Shaun's hand tightened around the phone, his knuckles turning white. "Shut up, Nene. You don't know anything about me."

"I know enough," Nene said softly. "I know that you hate me, but you can't stop thinking about me. I know that you get hard when you think about me, even as you degrade me in your mind."

Shaun's breath caught in his throat. "You're delusional, Nene. I don't want you."

"Liar," Nene whispered. "I can hear it in your voice, Shaun. You want me so badly that it hurts. But you'll never have me. Not after what you've done."

Shaun hung up the phone, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't deny the truth in Nene's words. He did want her, more than he had ever wanted anyone. But he couldn't have her, not after the way he had treated her.

He stood up and walked to the bathroom, stripping off his clothes as he went. He turned on the shower and stepped inside, letting the hot water wash over his body. As he soaped up his cock, he thought of Nene, imagining her lush curves and the way she would feel beneath him.

He stroked himself, his movements becoming more urgent as he pictured Nene's face. He imagined her lips wrapped around his cock, her tongue swirling around the head as she took him deeper and deeper into her throat.

"Fuck, Nene," he groaned, his hand moving faster. "You're such a fucking slut. You love it when I degrade you, don't you?"

He could almost hear her moans, feel her body trembling beneath him as he fucked her hard and fast. He could see the look of pleasure on her face as he brought her to the edge of orgasm, only to deny her release.

"Beg for it, Nene," he growled, his voice echoing off the tile walls. "Beg me to fuck you."

But Nene didn't beg. Instead, she laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that cut through his fantasy. "You wish, Shaun. I'm not one of your little fuck toys. I'm not going to beg for anything from you."

Shaun's hand stilled, his orgasm fading away as reality crashed back in. He turned off the shower and stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist. He walked back into the living room, his mind still consumed by thoughts of Nene.

He picked up his phone and scrolled through his contacts again, this time stopping on the number of his main supply. He had been using her for months, stringing her along with promises of love and commitment. But now, he couldn't even remember her name.

He pressed the call button and waited for her to answer. When she did, he could hear the hope in her voice, the desperation.

"Shaun?" she said, her voice trembling. "Is that you?"

"Yeah, it's me," he said, his voice cold and distant. "I need you to come over. Now."

There was a pause on the other end of the line. "I...I can't, Shaun. Not after what Nene told me. I can't be a part of your games anymore."

Shaun's anger flared, hot and fierce. "You don't have a choice," he snarled. "I own you, just like I own all the other women in my life. You'll do what I say, when I say it."

The woman on the other end of the line started to cry, her sobs echoing through the phone. "Please, Shaun. Don't do this. I can't take it anymore."

Shaun hung up the phone, his heart racing with anger and excitement. He knew that he had pushed too far, that he had crossed a line. But he couldn't stop himself. He needed to assert his power, to remind himself that he was in control.

He paced the living room, his mind racing with thoughts of Nene and the woman he had just manipulated. He could feel his erection growing again, his desire for Nene overwhelming his sense of reason.

He picked up his phone again and scrolled through his contacts, this time stopping on Nene's number. He hesitated for a moment, his finger hovering over the call button. He knew that he shouldn't call her, that he should leave her alone. But he couldn't resist the temptation.

He pressed the call button and waited for her to answer, his heart pounding in his chest. When she did, he could hear the exhaustion in her voice.

"What do you want, Shaun?" she asked, her tone weary.

"I want you," he said, his voice low and seductive. "I want to feel your body beneath mine, to hear you moan my name as I fuck you hard and fast."

Nene laughed, a bitter, hollow sound. "You're pathetic, Shaun. You think you can just call me up and I'll come running? I'm not one of your little playthings."

"You want me, Nene," Shaun growled. "I can hear it in your voice. You're just too proud to admit it."

Nene was silent for a moment, and Shaun could almost hear the wheels turning in her head. "Fine," she said finally. "I'll come over. But don't expect anything from me, Shaun. I'm not here for you."

Shaun's heart raced with excitement as he hung up the phone. He knew that he was playing a dangerous game, that Nene could destroy him if she wanted to. But he couldn't resist the temptation, the chance to have her in his bed, even if it was just for one night.

He paced the living room, waiting for Nene to arrive. When she finally did, he could hardly believe his eyes. She was even more beautiful than he remembered, her curves accentuated by the tight dress she was wearing.

"Hello, Shaun," she purred, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. "I hope you're ready for me."

Shaun didn't hesitate. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard, his tongue delving into her mouth as he explored every inch of her. Nene responded eagerly, her hands roaming over his body as she pressed herself against him.

They stumbled towards the bedroom, their clothes falling away as they went. Shaun pushed Nene onto the bed, his eyes drinking in the sight of her naked body. He climbed on top of her, his cock hard and ready as he positioned himself at her entrance.

"Fuck me, Shaun," Nene whispered, her voice filled with desire. "Show me what you've got."

Shaun didn't need to be told twice. He thrust into her, his cock sliding deep inside her wet pussy. Nene cried out, her back arching off the bed as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

He fucked her hard and fast, his hips slamming against hers as he drove into her again and again. Nene moaned and writhed beneath him, her nails digging into his back as she urged him on.

"You're mine, Nene," Shaun growled, his voice filled with possession. "You'll never be able to forget this, to forget how good I make you feel."

Nene laughed, a breathless, desperate sound. "You're delusional, Shaun. I'll never be yours. Not after what you've done."

Shaun didn't care. He was too consumed by his own desire, too focused on his own pleasure. He fucked Nene harder, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he neared his climax.

"Come for me, Nene," he commanded, his voice hoarse with exertion. "I want to feel you come on my cock."

Nene cried out, her body trembling as she reached her peak. Shaun felt her muscles contract around him, squeezing him tight as she came hard and fast.

He followed her over the edge, his own orgasm crashing through him as he spilled his seed deep inside her. He collapsed on top of her, his body spent and satisfied.

But as he lay there, his mind began to clear, and he realized what he had done. He had fucked Nene, the one woman he had sworn to hate, the one woman who had exposed his lies and manipulations.

He rolled off her, his heart pounding with fear and shame. "Nene, I...I don't know what came over me. I'm sorry."

Nene sat up, her eyes hard and cold. "You're pathetic, Shaun. You think you can fuck me and everything will be okay? You think you can buy my silence with your cock?"

Shaun's heart sank. He knew that he had made a terrible mistake, that he had only made things worse for himself.

"I didn't mean to..." he started, but Nene cut him off.

"You didn't mean to what, Shaun? Fuck me? Use me? Make me another one of your conquests?"

Shaun hung his head, his shoulders slumped in defeat. "I'm sorry, Nene. I know I've done wrong. But I can change. I can be better."

Nene laughed, a harsh, bitter sound. "You'll never change, Shaun. You're a liar and a manipulator, and you always will be. But don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this. I'll keep your little secret, just like I always have."

Shaun felt a wave of relief wash over him, followed by a deep sense of shame. He knew that he had gotten away with something, but he also knew that he had lost something precious in the process.

He watched as Nene gathered her clothes and dressed, her movements quick and efficient. She didn't look at him as she walked out of the bedroom, her head held high.

Shaun sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands. He knew that he had crossed a line, that he had done something unforgivable. But he also knew that he couldn't stop thinking about Nene, that he couldn't stop wanting her.

He stood up and walked to the window, staring out at the city lights below. He knew that he had a long road ahead of him, that he would have to work hard to earn back the trust and respect of the women he had manipulated. But he also knew that he would never forget this night, that he would never forget the feel of Nene's body beneath his, the sound of her moans as he brought her to the edge of ecstasy.

He turned away from the window, his mind made up. He would change, he would become a better man. But he would never forget Nene, the woman who had exposed his lies and shown him the true meaning of desire.