Midnight Heat

Sister’s Diary While Riding

Maya’s POV

The apartment felt too quiet and too dark. I sat on my bed with my heart still racing from the video of Julian. Liam had gone back to his place to prepare for tomorrow night. I was alone with my fear and my body that would not calm down. The marks from Mr Havisham still burned on my skin. The fear from the warehouse made me restless.

I opened the box under my bed and took out Sarah’s old diary. The pages felt soft and secret in my hands. I turned on my small lamp and started reading. Her handwriting looked neat and scared at the same time.

“Today Mr Havisham made me stay late again. He touched me on his desk. I felt dirty but I need the money for Maya and the family. I hate this but I cannot stop now.”

Tears filled my eyes. My big sister wrote the same things I feel every day. I kept reading while my free hand moved under my nightdress. I touched myself slowly between my legs, I was already wet. The words on the page mixed with the feeling of my fingers.

Sarah wrote more. “He f****d me hard today. He said I belong to him. I cried after but I took the money home. Maya must never know this life.”

I pushed one finger inside myself, then two. A soft moan came from my mouth. The pleasure felt wrong but I could not stop. I imagined Mr Havisham doing the same things to Sarah that he does to me. My fingers moved faster. The diary shook in my other hand.

Another page said, “He is poisoning me. I feel weak. If I die tell Maya to run far away from him. I love her so much.”

Guilt hit me hard, I rode my fingers deeper. My hips moved up and down on the bed like I was riding something bigger. Pleasure built fast in my belly. I moaned louder. Tears ran down my face at the same time. Sarah suffered the same way. Now I am following her path.

I grabbed my dildo from the drawer. It felt thick and cool. I lay back and pushed it inside me slowly. The fullness made me gasp. I started riding it while still holding the diary. My hips moved in circles, wet sounds filled my quiet room.

“Sarah I am sorry,” I whispered. “I am just like you.”

The pleasure grew stronger with every move. I read more pages. She wrote about secret meetings and girls who disappeared. She wrote about money and fear and love for me. Every word made me ride the dildo harder. My breasts bounced under my nightdress. Sweat made my skin shine.

I imagined Mr Havisham behind me. His hands on my hips. His voice calling me good girl. The guilt made everything feel more intense. I rubbed my sensitive spot with one hand while riding faster with the other. The feeling became too much.

A strong orgasm hit me. I shook hard and cried out. My body squeezed around the dildo. Waves of pleasure mixed with sadness. When it passed I lay there breathing fast. The diary fell on my chest.

I felt dirty and sad but also a little clearer. Sarah left these words for me. She wanted me to know the truth. I had to be stronger than she was.

I cleaned myself and hid the diary again. My body felt tired but my mind stayed awake. I stood up and walked to the balcony for fresh air. The night wind touched my hot face.

Suddenly my phone lit up on the bed. I went back inside and opened the new message. It was from an unknown number. A video started playing.

It showed Chloe tied up again. This time Mr Havisham stood in front of her with a knife in his hand. He looked straight at the camera.

“Maya. Tomorrow night at the warehouse. Bring Liam and all the evidence. If you are late or try to trick us, I will cut my own daughter first. Then I finish you and your neighbor.”

The video ended. My legs gave out. I fell to the floor. Chloe’s scared face stayed in my mind. Her own father threatened to hurt her. The game had become even more twisted.

I crawled to the wall and knocked hard for Liam. He came running through the balcony door. His eyes looked worried when he saw me on the floor.

“Maya what happened?”

I showed him the video. His face turned pale. “He would really hurt his own daughter?”