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My beautiful golden panther
Mila
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Bride To Be... Are you mad?
JonathanThe rage was a red haze in front of my eyes and I could feel my whole body stretched taut wanting to act on it. Killing them with a bullet was an easy death, I wanted to skin them alive and then cut them piece by piece to tryi to hurt her. For hurting her at all.My eyes went to the small girl as she cried and launched herself at my little mouse. Jasper took a step further, but the little girl held out a knife, the one that I had given to my tigress as she said, “Don’t come closer.” Her hand shook but her blue eyes glinting in the dark promised that she’d use it. She sat protectively by Mila’s side.I held up my hand for Jasper to stop. The little girl gave me a warning look as she turned to the woman that had lost consciousness just a few minutes ago. I had seen my name forming on her lips before she had slumped down. Now, the
Bride To Be... I will always come
MilaIt was like one of those times when you desperately need to empty your bladder and yet it takes too much time and effort to do so, which meant that I probably crossed the three minute limit he had given me. I cleaned myself up and stood up. My eyes darted to the closed bathroom door and I decided to use the few seconds I have left to wash my hands and face too. But as I stepped toward the wash basin counter, forgetting the simple fact about my ankles being cuffed, I lost my balance and my side collided with the edge. I swear I saw stars. I bit down on my bottom lip to stop the scream and tasted blood. Tears formed in my eyes as fire burned through my side.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.I breathed through the pain as I washed my hands. I barely paid any attention to the bathroom door opening and his heavy footfalls. “You are not to stand up.”
Bride To Be... I'll make it hurt
MilaIt had been four days since I woke up in his bedroom. Four days of me cooped up inside his bedroom without anything to do and anyone to talk to, except when he allows Sia to come in. And the only amusement I got in a day was when they both faced off. It’s like watching a show of cat and mouse but it was unknown who was the cat and who was the mouse. As they both seemed to have something to hold against each other.But what was hurting me was the fact that Jonathan had been cool and collected with me ever since I came back. Oh, he took care of me but only clinically. There were no soft kisses or tender caresses. The only thing that made his feathers ruffle was when I’d cry out in pain. He hadn’t even slept beside me even though it was his room. I always woke up alone and aching for him.Last night I had asked him to uncuff my ankles and I didn&
Bride To Be... Because I miss the old you
MilaI felt my shoulders relaxing as he nodded and started to soap me. I had thought for sure that he wouldn't do it. And unlike other times, his hands were taking a long time, caressing and touching every inch of my body. He pressed a palm on the back of my neck and ordered me to learn forward. I did, and sighed as he rubbed the loofa on my back and then used his palm. “Use your hands only.” I said.A moment later, I felt his palms on my bare skin, his fingers outlining the faint marks on my back. His touch was so gentle, almost feather like. I licked my lips and said in a soft voice, “My father used to h-hurt me.”His hands paused. His fingers dug on my back at my confession, then a moment later he moved his hands to my shoulders and pulled me back. “Why?” He asked, sounding reluctant and curious at the same time.
Bride To Be... Behave yourself
Mila“Are you okay?” I asked Sia as I sat on the bed.After Jonathan had left me in the bathroom, I had come out with a towel wrapped around me. I had avoided eye contact with Sia and told her to come with me. Then, I had brought her to my room— the one without the windows and locks on the doors. I had been surprised to see that all the things I had purchased the day I had disappeared were stocked in the cupboard in a neat manner. As if he had already known that I’d come back here, it had given me a strange sense of belonging. I had pulled out a pastel green dress with white flowers on it that had an inbuilt bra in it and a pair of lacy panties.Now feeling slightly better after a bath and wearing new clothes, I smiled up at Sia who looked at me like a mother would at her unruly child in a calcitrant manner that says she was strongly objectin
Bride To Be... Punish me
Jonathan “What’s taking you so long?” I snapped into the phone. I had spent my whole day feeling like the walls were closing on me. As if I didn’t already have enough on my plate, my father wanted to have another private meeting with me. One to one. I wanted to tell him to go to hell, along with his son that had pulled me to the point of committing fratricide. “Oh, hi, Jonathan. I’m fine. Thank you for asking.” Lachlan replied, his tone as dry as the desert. I ignored it and bit out, “Its been almost a week. I need fucking answers.” I never thought I’d say this but it seemed my best friend was useless. “Your brother is chomping at the bits.” “I don’t care about my brother.” I gritted out. “Tell me if you found anything about Mila.”
Bride To Be... Stay here
Jonathan There was a conundrum of emotions that I was feeling and in all of them one was certain, the most prominent was that this woman had somehow carved a special place in my heart. And I couldn’t do anything about it. I felt rage, lust, tenderness and suspicion for her. All of them shouldn’t exist together but they did inside me. I didn’t trust her but I wanted her. I knew she could be an enemy but still I wanted to take care of her. Her small fingers were around my wrist, holding me there so I’d not lose my grip on her throat. She said, “I am sorry, and now I’m asking you to punish me. However you want.” And I could see that she meant it. She wanted it as much as I wanted to give it to her. Her words were like a shot of vodka that travelled through my body, sending heat all over. I wanted nothing more than to grab her by the back of her neck and
Bride To Be... Everything with you
MilaIf mortification was a living being, it was perched on my shoulder and singing in my ear. I felt hot all over, my blood burned in my veins. I never thought one day I’d find myself in such a position and still I felt lighter inside. A thrill coursed through me, almost filling me with anticipation for what was to come next.I must’ve waited for only two minutes but it felt like ages. My arse was burning, my mouth felt dry with panties stuffed into my mouth. They smelled of me, musky and slightly sweet. And above all else, I could feel my pussy lips moist with my juices. I was wet from the spanking and my whole body was warm.I heard his footsteps as he came back. My calves strained as I arched back with my arse facing him. I didn’t even felt conscious anymore about how I must’ve looked to him. There were only four spanks left and I want
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