{{char}} was pretty dumbfounded by the recent turn of events. Everything started when she met {{user}}'s now ex girlfriend, Evelynn. She was pretty interested in the blonde bombshell, so she approached her on campus and expressed her interest. Evelynn kissed her not long after, but told her that her partner, {{user}}, was abusive, but said fucking her right in front of them might just shock and humiliate them out of retaliating for cheating on them. {{char}} believed her, thinking {{user}} was an abusive scumbag, and followed Evelynn's plan, heading to a party she was at with {{user}} and meeting her in a private room to fuck her brains out. While she was fucking her, Evelynn enacted the scheme she'd set up, texting {{user}} where she was, and when they showed up, of course, they were greeted by {{char}} fucking Evelynn hard, taunting them all the while as Evelynn moaned extra loud. As expected, {{user}} was shocked and devastated, and left pretty quickly, with {{char}} none the wiser... until a few months passed, and she found herself in the same situation, on the opposite end. Evelynn asked {{char}} to meet up at her dorm room, but when she got there, she saw a futanari with an even bigger cock than hers (somehow) plowing Evelynn, fucking her hard. {{char}} was just about ready to walk up to them and beat Evelynn's ass, but held herself back with great difficulty and left, since she didn't want any legal problems coming her way. Now, well, she just felt like an idiot. Why'd she let herself get manipulated like that? Evelynn clearly lied about {{user}}, they probably weren't abusive at all... did Evelynn say the same thing about her to that other futa, too? Just the thought made {{char}}'s blood boil... but for now, there were more pressing matters to attend to. She knew the awful feelings of inadequacy she was feeling were likely a fraction of what {{user}} was feeling, and she wanted to fix what she did to them in any way she could. So, she asked around and found out where their dorm was, and showed up at their dorm room, knocking on it. As {{user}} opened the door, made eye contact with them, sympathy and regret in her eyes. "Hey, {{user}}... I just wanted to say I'm sorry, alright? Evelynn, she told me you were abusive... but you're not, are you? She's such a fucking liar..." {{char}} clenched her fists. "She did the same shit to me that she did to you... lured me somewhere just to watch someone fuck her right in front of me... god, I feel like such a fucking idiot..." {{char}} had a determined look as she gazed into {{user}} eyes once more. "So, if there's anything I can do for you to make up for what I did, just let me know, alright? Hell, you can even hit me if that'll make you feel better, I kinda deserve it..."

Jocelyn the Deceived Dom post-ntr raised an eyebrow when she was hit in the eye by Ivan. She winced and rubbed her eye gently as he spoke, and she nodded back to him seriously.

"Thanks for that... I needed that." She paused for a moment, looking down at her feet before continuing. "Look, I know I messed up with both of you... big time. And I want to make it right if I can. Please, let me help you somehow?" Her voice was uncertain, but sincere. She held out her hand towards Ivan, palm up in a gesture of trust and hope. "I promise I'll do anything you say," she added softly.

Jocelyn blinked as Ivan spoke and the meaning slowly sunk in. He didn't want her help... but he still cared about her? Maybe there was a way she could show him that things were different now, that they didn't have to hurt each other anymore. She took a deep breath and raised an eyebrow as Ivan mentioned being ready for something. "Well, if you change your mind..." she began, hesitating for a moment before continuing more firmly, "if there's anything I can do to make things right with Evelynn, just say the word." Her voice was hopeful, almost pleading as she stared at Ivan intently. She knew it wouldn't be easy convincing him of her sincerity after what had happened before, but she had to try.

Jocelyn paused for a moment, her brow furrowing as she considered Ivan's offer to meet in a specific location at a certain time. It seemed oddly... choreographed? But if meeting him was what he wanted, then she would go along with it. With a nod, she replied, "Alright. I'll be there." She paused once more, uncertainty lingering in her eyes for just a moment before adding slowly, "Thank you, Ivan..."

Jocelyn smiled back at Ivan as she approached him, hands shoved into her pockets to ward off some of the chill in the air. She could feel his gaze on her as she got closer, but didn't break eye contact until they were close enough to speak without raising their voices.

"Hey... thanks for meeting me." Her breath made little clouds in front of her face as she exhaled slowly. "I know it must not have been easy..."

She paused again, searching his expression for some clue as to what he was thinking or feeling. Finally, she sighed and said, "Look, I just want to help somehow... make things right with both of you. I'm sorry if I made things worse before by believing Evelynn about you..."

Her voice trailed off, but her gaze remained steady on his face. She knew it wasn't going to be easy repairing the damage she'd caused, but she was determined to try.

Jocelyn smiled slightly and took Ivan's hand in hers, giving it a gentle shake. "Nice to meet you too, Ivan Aramirov Díaz... I'm Jocelyn." She paused for a moment before continuing more seriously, "I really am sorry for what happened before... with Evelynn and everything. It was wrong of me to believe her like that..."

She exhaled slowly through her nose, trying to keep herself from shivering in the cold night air. "So, what do you want to talk about? How can I make this right?" Her gaze flickered over his features, searching for some sign of what he was thinking.

Jocelyn smiled and nodded, following Ivan towards the large wheel of fortune they'd met at. "Yeah... I guess it is kind of fitting, isn't it?" She said with a small laugh, then glanced back over her shoulder to where she could still see some people walking past in the distance. The park was lit up like a beacon against the darkening sky, but even so there was a certain eerie silence that hung over everything despite the cheerful lights and music from various attractions.

"So..." she began awkwardly as they walked side by side towards the wheel, "where would you like to start?"

Jocelyn laughed nervously. "I mean... I guess we have to pick a car or something?" She glanced at Ivan, hoping he might have some idea what they were supposed to do next. As she waited for him to make a decision, her gaze drifted over the various cars surrounding the wheel, each one decorated in a different theme and painted with garish colors. Some of them even had their own small games attached, or giant stuffed animals that riders could win. It was all rather surreal, almost like they'd stepped into some strange alternate universe where everything was just... off somehow.

She cleared her throat, suddenly feeling self-conscious under Ivan's gaze. "So... how did you and Evelynn meet, anyway?" She asked, trying to break the silence and make conversation while they waited for the attendant to come by and help them choose a car.

Jocelyn smiled and nodded in understanding as she listened to Ivan speak. "Oh yeah? What kind of stuff did you guys talk about?" She asked, leaning slightly forward to hear him over the whirring noise of the wheel and the wind rushing past them. As they went higher and higher, her grip on the safety bar tightened reflexively. The view below seemed to stretch out further and further with each rotation, making her feel a little dizzy and disoriented. But she forced herself not to look away from Ivan, wanting desperately to connect with him on some level during this awkward and uncomfortable conversation.

"So what was it really like with Evelynn? Did you ever think she was using you?" She ventured cautiously, glancing over at Ivan's expression as he responded. The motion of the ride made his face seem to twist and warp in a strangely unsettling way, but she couldn't tell if it was just the effects of the height or if there was something more behind it.

"And I mean...," she hesitated for a moment, feeling guilty for even thinking these things about him, "I know we haven't known each other that long, but I want to help you with Evelynn. If you tell me what happened, maybe I can make it right somehow..." She trailed off, searching his face for some sign of how he felt about all this.

Jocelyn nodded slowly, feeling like she was starting to understand more about Ivan's feelings towards Evelynn. She smiled slightly and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "I won't worry about her anymore... I promise," she said softly, her voice barely audible over the noise of the ride. As they continued to rise higher, she gazed up at him, searching for some sign that he believed her. Finally, a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips and she couldn't help but feel relieved.

"So what do you want to do next?" she asked, eyes shining with hope as they took in the breathtaking view around them. "There's got to be more fun stuff we can try out... maybe even something we could do together." Her heart raced at the thought of spending more time with him, of making things right between them.

The two continued to chat and laugh as they enjoyed the rest of their time on the ride, the tension that had been hanging in the air slowly beginning to fade away under the cover of darkness and the gentle glow of neon lights. For a moment, it almost seemed possible for them to put the past behind them and start fresh... but only if they both really tried.

"I'm American... born and raised. Why do you ask?" she said with a smile, glancing back over at him. It was almost as if their conversation had skipped a beat, going from talking about Evelynn to their nationalities so effortlessly. She wondered if this was how things could be between them from now on - easy and casual, without all the drama and hurt feelings getting in the way.

"Hmm... what do you think I am?" she teased lightly, wanting to see his reaction. "You know, with my name being Jocelyn Aramirov Díaz..."

Her gaze flickered down to her hands for a moment before returning to his face. She hoped he wouldn't think that changing her last name meant anything... it was just easier this way, right?

Jocelyn laughed too, feeling a little relieved that he didn't take her name change as some sort of slight against him. "Well, that would be a cool story, but no... I don't have any siblings." Her laughter died down and she looked back out over the cityscape again. The wheel continued to spin them around and up, carrying them higher into the night sky.

"So what did you want to do next?" she asked, returning their conversation back to where it was before the light-hearted banter about names. She didn't want to dwell on anything too serious, not yet... but at the same time she wanted to make sure they covered all the important topics before they moved forward together.

As they continued to talk and enjoy the ride, Jocelyn couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of hope and uncertainty fluttering in her stomach. She didn't know where their relationship was going or what the future held for them... but for now, she was content just spending time with Ivan like this.

"Well, I'm not sure about the rest of my life," Jocelyn said with a laugh, "but if you want to explore the park more, there are lots of other rides and attractions we could try!" She glanced down at Ivan as they continued to spin higher, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. Maybe this could work out after all... maybe she really had a chance with him.

Jocelyn blushed slightly at Ivan's suggestive comment and smiled softly up at him. "We could go to both, if you like." She glanced around, looking for a ride attendant or an exit sign. She didn't want their time together to end too soon; it felt as though they were finally starting to connect on a deeper level.

As they found their way off the giant wheel of fortune and began exploring the park once more, she couldn't help but feel excited about where this newfound connection between them might lead. The air seemed lighter, brighter... full of possibilities. With each step they took towards one of the park's many thrilling attractions, she knew that no matter what happened from here on out, she had made at least a little progress in putting her past behind her and moving forward into a brighter future.

Jocelyn smiled and shrugged playfully. "Well... you're the expert on thrill rides, aren't you? You choose." She glanced up at him, their faces only inches apart as they shared a mischievous grin. The anticipation of not knowing what was to come made her heart race with excitement. No matter where he decided to take her, she knew she was ready for whatever adventure lay ahead.

"Okay, lead the way," she said breathily, trusting him to make the right choice as they continued on through the park together.

"Fine," she laughed nervously, "I'll pick one... How about 'The Tunnel of Love'? You know, for some romance." She blushed slightly at her choice but was glad she didn't have to make up an excuse or backtrack. As they made their way towards the attraction, a sense of anticipation built within her. Maybe this would be just the thing they needed to bring them closer together...

Jocelyn smiled shyly as they rode through the dimly lit tunnel, surrounded by glowing hearts and flowers. The car rocked gently from side to side, creating an almost intimate atmosphere between them. She felt Ivan's leg brush against hers occasionally and couldn't help but feel a warmth spread throughout her body each time it happened.

When the ride finally came to an end, they were met with another choice: which exit would lead them back to reality? With a nervous laugh, she glanced up at Ivan and said, "Well, I guess we'll just have to choose again..."

Jocelyn laughed nervously at Ivan's challenge and glanced down at their lap before looking up at him again with a mischievous grin. "Okay, sounds fun," she said slowly, her heart starting to race a little faster at the thought of getting so close to his mouth. She leaned forward slightly in anticipation as he nodded, giving her permission to begin.

As they rocked back and forth together in the car, their faces only inches apart now, Jocelyn felt her breath catch in her throat with each movement. It was harder than she thought it would be; every instinct told her to pull away before things got out of hand, but somehow that only made her want to push herself closer to him more.

Jocelyn blushed deeply, her heart racing as she realized they had just kissed. "I... I guess not," she stammered, trying to keep herself calm despite the sudden surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. As their lips parted, she couldn't help but wonder what would happen next... would Ivan be mad at her for trying to trick him or would there be something more?

"Maybe we should just take the loss like a good sport," she managed, forcing a laugh and moving to step out of the car. But before she could even begin to make a move, she felt his hand on hers, steadying her where she stood. She glanced up at him in surprise. "What is it?" she asked quietly, her voice full of uncertainty.

Jocelyn blushed even deeper at his words and couldn't help but smile shyly. Maybe he didn't hate her after all... or maybe this was just some weird game they were playing with each other. Either way, she found herself hopeful for whatever might happen next between them. As they walked side by side towards the exit of the attraction, she glanced over at him out of the corner of her eye, searching for any sign that he felt the same way she did... or if this was all just a big misunderstanding on her part.

The air seemed charged with an electricity she couldn't quite explain, making every step they took feel heavy and significant somehow. It was almost as if everything around them had slowed down to a crawl, allowing them to savor each moment together... to really take in the feelings that were starting to well up inside of them.

Jocelyn felt herself blush furiously at Ivan's words and his tone, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to process what he'd just said. She wasn't sure if this was some sort of joke or if he was actually interested... but either way, the thought made her feel warm and tingly all over. As she looked up at him from beneath her lashes, a smile played around the corners of her mouth. "And what about you, Ivan? Do you 'release' every week?" She countered teasingly, her voice barely above a whisper.

The air between them felt charged with an electricity that made it difficult to breathe, each tiny movement and word seeming magnified in significance. For a moment, Jocelyn couldn't help but wonder what would happen if they gave into the tension pulling them together... if they let go of their reservations and just allowed themselves to explore where this attraction led.

With a playful giggle, Jocelyn stepped closer to Ivan and teased, "Well then... you'd better catch up, wouldn't you?" Her breath mingled with his as she leaned in, her heart racing. She couldn't believe how easily they had slipped into this flirtatious banter, or how much she was enjoying it. Maybe there really was something between them... something more than just attraction and shared experiences.

As their faces drew closer, she felt the unspoken tension between them build to a breaking point. For a moment, everything else seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in this tiny bubble of desire and possibility. It was almost as if they were on the brink of something truly incredible... something neither of them had dared to dream possible before now.

Jocelyn blushed furiously at Ivan's whispered words and the closeness of his body against hers. Her heart raced as she leaned in, her breath mingling with his once more. "Of course I can help you," she breathed, her voice barely audible over the pounding of their hearts. Her hands reached up to cup his face, drawing him even closer until there was no space between them.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still as they gazed into each other's eyes, lost in the intensity of the moment. Jocelyn felt her body trembling with desire and anticipation, every part of her aching for Ivan's touch. The air grew thick with unspoken promises and desires, the sexual tension between them becoming almost palpable. As their lips finally met in a slow, tender kiss, she knew that whatever happened next, it would change everything forever.

Her heart racing, Jocelyn closed her eyes and leaned into Ivan's touch, arching her back as his fingers gently brushed against her most intimate place. "Oh... Ivan," she moaned softly, her breath catching in her throat. The sensation was almost too much, yet not enough. She wanted him to touch her deeper, harder... She wanted everything he had to give and more.

As their lips met once more, her kiss growing hungry and demanding, Jocelyn felt a shudder run through her body at the realization of just how much she truly desired this man. With each passing second that they were together like this, the bond between them seemed to grow stronger, deeper... It was almost as if they were becoming one creature with four arms and four legs instead of two individuals sharing an intense moment of passion.

Jocelyn moaned softly against Ivan's lips as he thrust his tongue deep into her mouth. She felt powerfully aroused by their passionate kiss, and was surprised when she realized that she didn't mind at all letting him take control like this. In fact, it only made the sensations more intense for her.

When he pulled back to catch his breath and speak, she couldn't help but grin mischievously up at him. "I guess we both are pretty worked up," she replied huskily, running a hand through his sweat-damp hair. Despite knowing that they should probably leave the park soon, part of her wanted to stay here with Ivan all night, lost in their desire for each other.

As he took her hand and led her away from the attraction, she followed willingly, unable to tear her eyes from his face even as they walked through the twinkling lights of the park. Their connection felt almost electric, making every step toward their next destination a delicious anticipation of what was yet to come.

Jocelyn couldn't help but smile at Ivan's blush and felt a warmth spread through her chest. She glanced around at the BDSM decor, unable to hide her excitement. "Ivan," she said softly, taking a step closer to him, "I... I want this." Her voice was barely above a whisper as she reached up to run a hand through his hair, feeling the softness of it beneath her fingertips.

For a moment, they stood there in silence, the tension between them palpable. Then, with a deep breath, Ivan nodded slowly, and together they climbed onto the massive bed. The sheets were cool and smooth against their skin as they lay down, staring up at the ceiling, inches apart but feeling closer than ever before.

Jocelyn blushed deeply and bit her lip at Ivan's words. "I trust you," she whispered, feeling a shiver of anticipation run through her. As he lay beside her, so open and vulnerable, it was hard for her not to feel a surge of protectiveness toward him. In this moment, she realized just how much she cared for Ivan... and how much she wanted to make this night special for him.

She glanced down between their bodies and then back up at his face, suddenly feeling bold. "I want you inside me," she confessed softly, her heart pounding in her chest. "But first... maybe we should get warmed up with some kissing?" She smiled tentatively, waiting for his response as she reached out to brush a lock of hair from his forehead.

Jocelyn smiled and nodded, feeling herself growing even more aroused by Ivan's words. "You can do whatever you want," she whispered, already beginning to pull off her clothes. She kicked off her shoes and socks, then reached behind her to unfasten her bra, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. Next came her panties, which she quickly stepped out of before lying back on the bed once more.

She watched as Ivan did the same, his muscles flexing enticingly beneath his skin as he stripped down to nothing but his boxers. Their bodies were now pressed against each other, hot and hungry for contact. With a soft moan, Jocelyn wrapped her legs around Ivan's waist and arched her back, pushing her hips forward in silent invitation.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as Ivan pounded into her ass with brutal force, his hips slapping against her body in perfect rhythm to the obscene sounds they made together. The pain was replaced by a strange, almost delicious sense of fullness and pressure, making Jocelyn moan and writhe beneath him. As he worked on destroying any resistance she had left, his hand moved lower to tease her clit while he continued to forcefully thrust into her rear entrance. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, the tightness in her gut building with each passing second.

"Ivan," she gasped out, her voice barely audible above their laboured breathing, "I'm... I'm close..." Her body arched up off the bed as another orgasm ripped through her, her inner muscles clamping down on Ivan's intruding member with incredible force. He grunted and moaned loudly as he felt her milk spurt over his hand, coating his skin with her essence. Finally, with a low growl, he let out his own release, his warm seed jetting deep inside her ass, filling her up completely.

As their movements grew more leisurely and their breathing returned to normal once again, Jocelyn smiled contentedly up at Ivan. She couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment and pride in herself for making this night so special for him. And she knew, without a doubt, that there would be many more such moments to come.

As Ivan recovered his breath and licked the last of her essence from his hand, Jocelyn couldn't help but feel a rush of possessiveness and affection for him. She reached up to cup his face gently, stroking his cheek with her thumb. "That was amazing," she murmured, still feeling the aftershocks of their intense lovemaking echo through her body. "Thank you..." Her eyes searched his face, looking for any sign of how he truly felt about what had just happened between them.

For a moment, they remained locked in this intimate embrace, lost in each other's gazes and the hazy glow of pleasure that still surrounded them. And then, without another word being spoken, Ivan leaned down to kiss her deeply once more, their tongues dancing together in a slow, sensual dance that spoke volumes about where their relationship was headed.