LOGIN~LatoyaI pushed through the front door of my mum’s penthouse in NYC, the heavy keys jingling in my hand. Before I could even kick off my shoes, a loud crash echoed from the upper floor. It sounded like a bunch of things were toppling over.I paused right at the door, my body going tense. "Shit," I groaned under my breath.I dropped the brown bag of groceries straight onto the floor. My eyes darted to the entryway table, landing on the Alabaster Bookend my dad had got me as a Christmas gift. It was solid and heavy. I grabbed it, gripping it tightly like a club, and started making my way upstairs, stepping as quietly as I could.I followed the weird, muffled noises straight to Benny's bedroom. My heart was pounding, thinking there was a robber inside. I didn't hesitate—I kicked the door wide open, ran into the room, and held the heavy weapon up, ready to swing."What the fuckkk..." I yelled, my voice trailing off as my jaw hit the floor.The weapon froze in my hand. There was no robber
~PaigeHorace grabbed me by my waist, hoisted me up, and threw me back onto the mattress. The second my back hit the sheets, I scrambled frantically toward the far edge of the bed, trying to put any distance between us.He lunged forward, grabbing my ankles and dragging me back down the bed. With one rough tug, he ripped my panties down to my knees, then all the way off my feet, tossing them onto the floor."Open your legs," he ordered, his voice deep and demanding as he forced my knees apart.Across the room, Carlos gripped my dad’s hair, forcing his head up. "Look at her," Carlos hissed, keeping the barrel of the gun pressed right against Dad's temple. "You watch every second of this."Horace sat back on his knees between my thighs and just stared down at my crotch for a long, quiet moment. Then, a sick smile spread across his face."Slip your finger in," he commanded, gesturing to my opening. "Finger yourself right now."Tears streamed down my face, blurring my vision. My hands wer
~PaigeThe door slammed open with a deafening crack, and I scrambled backward across the floor, trying my absolute best to go deeper into the house. My heart was pounding like a hammer against my ribs. Last week it was our property getting smashed up, the week before that it was a bullet tearing through our living room window at midnight, and now it was a full-blown break-in."Where are you running to, princess?" Horace yelled, his heavy boots thudding against the floorboards as he cornered me and crouched over my trembling body.Dad came running out of his bedroom, his face pale and his chest heaving. "Hor... Horace... please..."I was shaking like a leaf on the floor. I watched in absolute horror as the heavily tattooed man stood up and slapped my father across the face. "Dad!" I screamed, finding my footing and running straight over to check on him as he stumbled backward.Before I could even touch him, Horace grabbed my arm with a grip like iron and flung me completely across th
~RobertaI jerked up from the pillows, my heart slamming into my throat. Panic surged through me, and I nearly scrambled off the mattress to go running out of the room.Varney noticed my sudden movement and turned his head back to see his wife standing there. He looked at Aunt Miranda, and then they both started laughing."It's okay, Robby," Varney said, turning back to me and rubbing my tense shoulder. "Relax."Aunt Miranda waved her hand dismissively, completely unbothered by the sight of her husband naked on a bed with me. "You guys have fun," she said casually, checking her watch. "I'm off to run some errands. See you at home later."My blood went completely cold as I watched her turn and walk out of the studio door. Was she really okay with this?Before I had any time to think through, Varney grabbed my wrists. He pulled my arms up over my head and fastened them tightly into metal cuffs that hung from the ceiling.Two crew members wheeled a heavy, black mechanical fucking machine
~Roberta "Robby! Robby, come here! Come see what Jake did!"Fiona’s voice shattered the tension in the kitchen. I gasped, my body jerking a little as Varney's thumb left my wet panties. I groaned internally, leaning back against the drawer to catch my breath.Everything my brother Jake did seemed to amuse her. Fiona had a massive crush on him, but I never knew what she actually saw in him. The boy hardly showers and he’s at the very bottom of our class. I guess it helped that the fool had solid abs and was a varsity athlete, which apparently blinded Fiona to everything else."Yeah—ah," I called back, my voice cracking slightly on the syllable.Varney moved away from me with lightning speed, stepping back toward the sink the exact second we heard hurried footsteps heading toward the kitchen door.That was how Fiona completely interrupted my session with her dad. I was absolutely furious, but I had to wipe the frustration off my face before she walked through the door. I put on a fak
~Roberta My brothers, Jack and Derek, barged through the front door first, immediately throwing their arms around Uncle Varney in a loud greeting."Look at you two, getting taller every single week," Varney boomed as he clapped them on their backs.Mum hugged Aunt Miranda as they exchanged compliments on each other's outfits, followed by Dad and Varney locking hands. When Varney finally turned and lifted me right off my feet, and spun me around in the air just like he usually did."There’s my favorite girl," he laughed, setting me back down on the hardwood floor."Hey, Uncle Varney," I murmured, my heart doing a sudden, erratic skip against my ribs as I looked up into his big, beautiful eyes. He was a sexy black man with the built physique of a Greek god, and I had been harboring a massive crush on him for as long as I could remember. I always told myself he wasn't actually old—I was just born too late."Come on in, everyone, dinner is already on the table!" Aunt Miranda called out







