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Shared by my bullies 5

Author: Faithuba
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-10 18:00:18

I told myself I wouldn’t answer their messages.

I told myself I wouldn’t give them another chance to corner me.

But when I walked into my lecture the next afternoon, Cole was already there in the back row. He didn’t look at me right away, just drummed his fingers once against the desk. The sound was faint but deliberate. When I sat down, a folded piece of paper slid across my notebook without him moving his arm much.

Come by tonight. We found something that belongs to you.

There was no name, no explanation. Just an address I didn’t recognise.

I considered ignoring it. But the thought of what they might “find” and what they might do with it if I didn’t come gnawed at me all through the day. By the time the sun dipped low, I was standing on the cracked sidewalk outside a converted brick warehouse on the edge of town. The windows glowed with a warm light, but the street was quiet.

I knocked once.

The door opened almost immediately. Damien stood there, one hand braced against the frame, h
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  • Forbidden Affairs    7 Days 4

    The room smelled different tonight.Not of leather or sweat. Not of iron or oil. There was incense burning low—something musky, something ancient. The kind of scent that crept into her blood and stayed there. She felt it before she saw anything. She knew before she was told.Tonight wasn’t just him.She stepped into the space silently, her heels clicking across stone instead of tile. A different floor again. Somewhere more intimate, more enclosed. The walls were bare brick, the light coming only from dim bulbs suspended in metal cages. At the center of the room, the familiar padded bench sat waiting, but next to it was a taller chair. New. Positioned for watching.He stood by the wall of restraints, dressed in black again. Always black. A shirt with the sleeves rolled, slacks tight at the waist, gloves already on his hands. His face betrayed nothing. But something in the way he looked at her tonight made her shiver. Something unreadable. Darker than before.“You’re late,” he said.“I’

  • Forbidden Affairs    7 Days 3

    The elevator doors opened into darkness.No lamps. No music. No scent of expensive cologne or clean linen. Just dark. And quiet. The kind of quiet that pressed against the ears and made her breath sound too loud, too obvious, too human.She stepped inside anyway.Her heels clicked against concrete now, not marble. A shift in atmosphere. A different floor. Not the pristine penthouse from the first night. This space felt older, rawer. Less about beauty. More about control.Her chest rose and fell faster the deeper she walked. The air was cooler down here. The hallway narrower. She knew instinctively that tonight would be different. Not playful, not teasing. No silk or soft instructions. No aftercare.Tonight, he would take something.And she would let him.A spotlight clicked on—just one. It beamed down onto a square platform in the middle of a large open room. Everything else remained wrapped in shadow. Shapes loomed—tables, hooks, chains, a wall of shelves.She was already wet.“Take

  • Forbidden Affairs    7 Days 2

    The toy had been buzzing on and off for nearly twenty-four hours.She hadn’t slept.Every time her body started to relax, the vibration would resume—short pulses, long hums, relentless teasing. It responded to nothing she could control. Only him. Somewhere out there, a man she barely knew had her pleasure locked in the palm of his hand.And she hated how much she craved it.She sat at the restaurant table across from her friend, trying to focus on the conversation. Wine glasses clinked. Waiters moved like ghosts. She was dressed in black again—tight, simple, elegant. Her panties were soaked. Her thighs wouldn’t stop trembling.“Are you even listening?” her friend asked.“I’m sorry,” she said, blinking fast. “I’m just distracted.”The vibration started again.Low. Deep.Her fork clattered against her plate.“You okay?” her friend asked.“Bathroom,” she muttered. “I’ll be right back.”She practically stumbled through the dining room, cheeks flushed, hands clenched. She shut herself into

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    The penthouse was quiet.Too clean.Too controlled.She stood barefoot on the polished marble floor, her heels tucked under the chair he told her to wait in. The city lights glowed behind the glass wall that stretched floor to ceiling. Below, the world pulsed. But up here, she was somewhere else. Somewhere she didn’t belong.Not yet.The silence felt like a challenge.She crossed her legs. Uncrossed them. Ran a nervous hand down her black skirt. No makeup tonight, just his request: bare skin, hair up, no jewelry, no distractions.Seven days. That’s what he offered.Seven days of surrender.Seven days of being his.No names. No kisses. No pretending. Just his rules. His voice. His hands.She told herself she wasn’t desperate. But her bank account said otherwise. Rent was due. Her phone was on the verge of getting shut off. And her pride? She sold that the second she agreed to come.She was about to stand and leave when the doors opened.And he walked in.He didn’t look at her at first.

  • Forbidden Affairs    Breastfeeding the enemy 2

    The second time, she didn’t protest.The second time, she waited.The baby had just gone down, belly full, lashes fluttering against her cheek. Sienna stood in the hallway with her robe loosely tied, arms braced against the wall, body already aching.She didn’t knock on his door.She left hers unlocked.And he came.The door creaked open, slow and deliberate. She didn’t turn around. She didn’t speak. She just stood there, exposed beneath silk, her nipples already sensitive, already tingling, already damp.He said nothing as he approached.But she felt him.The heat of him. The shadow behind her. His breath at her neck.“Do you understand what you’ve started?” he asked, voice low.She nodded. “I can’t stop thinking about it.”“Say it.”She closed her eyes. “I need you to suck me.”He groaned softly, the sound heavy with want. His hand reached around her body, undoing the robe in one gentle tug. It slid to the floor like it was never meant to stay on.She was bare.His palms cupped both

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