FAZER LOGINMaya
My father sold me in exchange for a spot with the mafia’s most dangerous twin brothers.
I became their object, forced to please their every desires. No matter how screwed up it is, I have no choice but to obey. Because I belong to them. Claimed rightfully with my father’s blessings. So I stay still, arms and legs chained to a cross. I’ve long given up fighting.
“You can’t cum until I ask you to,” Rossi says with a nine tail in his hand. This room smells like him. Cedar and something dangerous. My head hangs low as I stare at the ground, watching him circle behind me. I’m completely naked and in his bondage. He owns me tonight.
Rossi makes a walk back to the front and holds my chin up, making me stare at him. His dark brown eyes that matches the colour of his hair. Full lips that torments my very being, running me from the insides out.
“You are mine, mi hija.”
He trails the nine tail down my dip of my throat to my cleavage till he cups my core and I hold back a gasp. I know better than to make a sound.
“Every part of you belongs to me.”
I look up to meet his gaze.
“I belong to you,” I reply.
Rossi moves behind me and I feel his entire presence as he leans closer.
“Disobey me and you get punished,” he whispers into my ears, putting a blindfold over my eyes. I squeeze my eyes shut as I nod in response.
“But first–” A loud whip sound fills the air now. I muffle a scream, arching from the impact of the nine tail on my back. It leaves a burning sensation in my skin.
“Now, we begin.”
My body stiffens with his fingers settling on my ass cheeks. He squeezes them hard and sticks a finger into my ass hole. I stifle a sob, balling my fist when his finger begins to thrust into my butthole. My toes curl as he slips in another finger.
“Like that huhn?” Rossi grunts, fingerfucking my ass hard. I hold back sobs, consumed by the burning sensation in my butthole as he fucks me hard. Stretching the wall of my butt with each thrust going deeper. His palm curls to my meet my pussy. Wet and ready for him.
My throat hurts, swallowing my moans as Rossi begins to rub my clit. It feels so damn good. My muscles tense from the build up and tremors skittering through my body. I let out a breath as he slips his fingers out my butthole. But I know he isn’t near done with me yet. I wait another minute hearing nothing but his footsteps and no idea of what’s happening next. Rossi has always been unpredictable. Unlike his twin brother, Rosso.
It takes a few seconds of listening to my own breaths before I feel him near me again. His cool breath underneath my pussy. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I let out a whimper. My folds parted by Rossi’s tongue. Oh god.
“Honeycomb,” he breathes against my core.
I pull my wrists hard against the chain as he begins to feast on my pussy, like he has been starving for it. His tongue is everywhere. Parting, licking…tasting…..dividing me open. It’s getting harder to hold back my moans, my wrists and ankles hurting from struggling to set myself free from the pleasure. Rossi holds my ass cheeks and spreads me open completely as he devours me. He eats my pussy with all his devotion, making groaning sounds as he feasts. He slips a finger into my pussy and I scream out loud, failing to hold back any longer.
“You’re going to get punished, mi hija,” Rossi grunts, slipping another finger into my pussy.
Then I lose my mind.
BreeMy pussy feels sore and full as I walk toward the building entrance. The late night air cools my flushed skin but my body still buzzes from the hard fuck in the car. All I want now is to get to my room, clean up, and fall into bed to rest. My shift was long and the surprise encounter drained me in the best way. I climb the stairs slowly thinking about sleep and how Mr Reynolds cock stretched me so deep.I unlock my apartment door and push it open, the moment I step inside and flip on the light I freeze in shock. Dave and Nick stand in the middle of my living room with their shirts already off and hungry smiles on their faces. Dave strokes the bulge in his pants while Nick looks me up and down like he wants to devour me. "What are you doing here," I whisper, my heart pounding. "How did you get in?"Dave steps closer. "Mr Reynolds gave us the key. He told us you would be coming back nice and wet after he filled that pussy in his car." Nick laughs. "It's time to share the rent p
BreeI walk back to the apartment building late at night after a long shift at the coffee shop. The streets are quiet and my feet ache from standing all day. The short skirt I wear for work rides up a little as I move and my tight top clings to my body from the warm evening air. I hope to slip inside without seeing anyone because I still feel nervous about everything that has happened with Mr Reynolds and his friends. My body remembers how they fucked me too well and part of me craves more even as I try to keep my distance.As I approach the parking area behind the building I notice Mr Reynolds leaning against his car. He stands there with his arms crossed watching me walk closer. The streetlight catches his strong frame and hair. My steps slow down but it is too late to turn around. He pushes off the car and moves toward me with long stride. Before I can say anything he corners me gently against the side of his vehicle blocking my path with his body. "Bree," he says in that dee
BreeTwo days pass after that wild night in Mr Reynolds apartment and I do everything I can to avoid them. My phone lights up with calls from Mr Reynolds and texts from Dave and Nick but I ignore every single one. I stay inside my apartment as much as possible and only leave for work when I know their office is closed. The memories of their hands and cocks make me wet when I think about them but guilt and nervousness keep me hiding. I tell myself it was a one time thing to cover the rent and now I need space to process everything. My body still feels sore in the best ways and I touch myself at night remembering how they used me but I refuse to answer their messages.That night I went to bed early feeling tired from avoiding everything, wearing only a thin tank top and panties because the apartment is warm. I drift off to sleep with my door locked and the lights off. My breathing slows and deep dreams take over until something pulls me awake in the middle of the night. I stir slow
BreeI sit between the three men on the wide couch in Mr Reynolds apartment and feel the heat from their bodies pressing close on both sides of me. The wine glass feels cool in my hand as I take another sip but it does nothing to calm the growing ache between my legs. Mr Reynolds sits to my right with his strong hand resting high on my thigh while Dave presses in from the left and Nick sits right in front of me with his chair pulled tight against my knees. Their eyes roam over my body like they already own it and the attention makes my nipples harden against the thin fabric of my summer dress.Mr Reynolds leans in and his deep voice rumbles near my ear. "You are such a sexy little tenant Bree. That tight young body has been driving us crazy every time you walk past the office." His fingers slide under the hem of my dress and stroke the soft skin of my inner thigh. I shiver and part my legs a little wider without thinking. Dave turns my face to him and kisses me hard, his tongue pu
BreeI sit on the edge of my small couch in the apartment and stare at the letter in my hands. The rent is due in two days and I do not have the full amount this month. My job at the coffee shop pays just enough to cover food and basic needs but unexpected car repairs took the rest of my savings. At twenty two years old I moved to this city full of hope for a fresh start and now I feel the weight of my mistake pressing down on me. The landlord Mr Reynolds owns several buildings in the neighborhood and he always seems strict about payments. I know I need to talk to him soon before things get worse.I walk to the mirror and check my appearance one more time. My light summer dress hugs my body in a simple way that shows my figure.My long hair falls over my shoulders and my cheeks still carry a flush, I slip on my sandals and head downstairs to his office on the first floor of the building. The hallway is quiet, as I approach the door, I knock softly and hear his deep voice tell me to
RileyI lie awake in bed for hours, staring at the ceiling, my body feels restless and hot. No matter how hard I try, I cannot stop thinking about Ryan. The way his cock felt in my mouth earlier in the bathroom, the way he groaned my name when he came down my throat. I touch myself slowly under the sheets but it is not enough, I need him and I just want him to fuck me hard.Why is he proving difficult to get? Other guys would have done it within the first try.Around one in the morning, I cannot take it anymore. I get out of bed completely naked and walk quietly down the hallway. My heart is pounding hard. The guest room door is slightly open again, I push it gently and step inside.Jay is lying on the bed in just his black boxers, one arm behind his head, staring at the ceiling. The moment he sees me standing there completely naked in the moonlight, he sits up fast.“Riley,” he says, his voice rough, shock registers on his face. “What are you doing? I told you to stop this.”I walk
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VictorThe next morning I wake up with my cock already hard, thinking about Zoe. I walk straight to her room and open the door without knocking. She is sitting on the bed wearing only a thin white robe. Her breasts look noticeably fuller than yesterday, pressing heavily against the fabric with lar
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