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41. Treat Me Like Your Whore

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Anny was spread out on the bed, her chest still heaving from the force of her orgasms, her body still trembling from being fucked so thoroughly. The overwhelming sensation of it all, the pleasure, the submission, the sheer intensity of being claimed by both brothers left her floating in a haze of blissful exhaustion.

She watched through heavy-lidded eyes as Michele lowered himself toward her. His lips

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  • Daddy, Please   100. He's Worth Everything

    "You can be violent, but be careful not to hurt yourself. My partner will be upset if you get hurt. He wants you in pristine condition."The words made Anny's skin crawl. She felt disgusted by Morgan and by herself for ever trusting this monster. The revulsion was so intense it made her stomach churn. She stared at Morgan with pure contempt blazing in her grey eyes and before she could think better of it, she gathered the saliva in her mouth and spat directly in Morgan's face."What the!" Rage contorted Morgan's features instantly.The next second, her palm connected with Anny's cheek in a brutal slap that sent her head snapping to the side. The pain exploded through Anny's face, sharp and burning. Her ears rang from the impact and for a moment, she saw stars dancing b

  • Daddy, Please   99. The Man Behind Everything

    Anny was tied to a chair, her wrists bound so tightly that the rough rope bit into her skin with every small movement. Morgan had not tied her with the tenderness of a friend, not with the reluctance of someone who had once loved her. There was no softness in the knots, no care in the way the coarse fibers scraped against her delicate flesh. This was the work of a stranger, of an enemy.Even when betrayals like this occurred, didn't the betrayers usually leave some small trace of their former affection? A slightly looser knot here, a gentler touch there, some tiny acknowledgment of the bond they were severing?There was none of that here. The ropes dug into her wrists and ankles, the pain sharp and constant. She had tried to shift, to find a more comfortable position, but every movement only made the burning worse. Yet she knew that

  • Daddy, Please   98. The Monster Wearing Her Friend's Face

    Anny's mind raced as she sat in the back seat, her body still heavy with the lingering effects of whatever had knocked her unconscious. The night outside the car windows had grown darker, the bright city lights fading into the distance as they drove further away from the bustling streets. Her heart pounded against her ribs, each beat echoing in her ears like a warning bell.She recalled the tears Morgan had shed just hours ago. The way her best friend had clung to her, sobbing about love and trust and the groomer who had broken her. Anny had made her cry enough for one day. She couldn't bear to cause more pain. But the fear was there, coiling in her stomach like a serpent, refusing to be silenced."Can I have your phone then?" Anny asked, her voice shaky despite her best efforts to sound calm.

  • Daddy, Please   97. Something Was Wrong

    When Morgan emerged from the shower, which had taken considerably longer than usual, she seemed better. But Anny knew exactly why her best friend had stayed so long under the water. Every single time Morgan was hurt, she would retreat to the shower to cry in private, letting the water wash away her tears and Anny hated that this time, she was the cause of that pain.The bathroom door opened with a soft click and Morgan stepped out wrapped in a plush white robe, her dark curls damp and clinging to her shoulders. She moved with a quiet grace that seemed almost fragile and Anny felt another pang of guilt pierce her chest."Tell me," Morgan demanded as she smoothed lotion over her delicate skin, her fingers working methodically from her arms to her legs. "When do you plan on telling the Carter brothers that you love them?"

  • Daddy, Please   96. Weight of Suspicion

    "Babygirl." Michele's voice washed over her like warm honey, immediately easing the tension in her shoulders.Anny sank onto the balcony chair, finally allowing herself to breathe. The cool evening breeze caressed her skin, carrying the distant sounds of the city below. The skyline glittered with thousands of lights, a beautiful backdrop to the turmoil churning inside her."Michele.""How are you doing?" he asked, his voice low and soothing, wrapping around her like a warm blanket."Totally fine. We've been having so much fun. Shopping, laughing, just... catching up." She tried to keep her voice steady, but the anxiety creeping into her chest was impossible to fully mask. Her free hand gripped the armrest of t

  • Daddy, Please   95. Ignorance Is Bliss

    "Did you see that lavender dress I picked?" Morgan could not contain her excitement as Anny drove them toward the hotel.Morgan had suggested they check in early, rest for a bit and then go through their purchases again. Anny knew the exhaustion would catch up with her eventually, so she didn't argue, even though Morgan insisted she wasn't tired."Heavens, the number of heads I'll turn with that dress," Morgan threw her head back with an excited squeal, her dark curls bouncing with the movement.Anny laughed softly, glancing at her friend with genuine affection. "I think the brown one would be incredibly pretty on you, though."Morgan pursed her lips thoughtfully, considering. "Yeah, it's gorgeous too. Would h

  • Daddy, Please   5. Midnight Cravings

    Anny smirked, licking the last trace of his cum from her lips. “If I cared, I wouldn’t have sucked your dick, daddy. And I’m sure you didn’t love her either. If you had, then you wouldn’t have let me do so and come here at this hour.”Anny's words hung in the air like a challenge, her smirk unwaver

  • Daddy, Please   4. Surrendering to the Taboo

    Anny’s bedroom was bathed in the pale blue glow of moonlight filtering through the sheer curtains, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air was thick with the scent of her arousal, a musky, sweet perfume that clung to her skin. She lay on the bed, still trembling from the aftershock

  • Daddy, Please   3. Screaming His Name

    "Welcome home, Anny," Adriano murmured, his voice dripping with quiet arrogance as he brushed past her, the heat of his body lingering in the doorway like a taunt. His composure was infuriatingly intact, not a single hair out of place, not even a flicker of guilt in those dark, knowing eyes. Anny

  • Daddy, Please   2. Seed of Obsession

    "Thank you, Adriano, you mean."A seductive husky voice tore the silent air of the kitchen and the bowl slipped from her fingers before her brain registered the fear. Strawberries scattered across the dark marble floor like drops of blood, crushing beneath her bare heel as she spun toward the doorw

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