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The voice
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2026-09-23 21:51:15
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Fucked hard by my worst enemy The voice
Stephanie’s POVThe next morning I sat through two more interviews and watched both doors close in my face.That made five applications total that I had applied for this week. The three remote ones had already rejected me by email. These last two told me, politely and without eye contact, that I wasn’t the right fit for the available position. I packed the thin folder of résumés back into my bag, walked out of the second glass building, and stood on the sidewalk feeling the exact shape of how screwed I was.Eleven days of hotel money had already started bleeding into nine. The divorce check still hadn't been cleared. My final paycheck from Rowan & Vance was a rumor somewhere in the future.I called Nadia while I walked and she answered after the fourth ring.“They both said no,” I immediately told her with a shaky voice. “I’m out of options and almost out of cash.”“Aww, i’m so sorry, don’t worry i’m sure one will eventually work out.” she said and paused. “But I don't want you to thi
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Stephanie’s POVHis fingers found my clit like they already knew where it was seated and he rubbed on it with slow circles at first, barely there, the pad of one finger gliding over the swollen peak with maddening patience. The pills still burned through my blood, turning every nerve into a live wire. I tried to rock against his hand but the cuffs held me open and helpless. He increased the pressure by degrees, he wasn’t rushing at all and that felt like torture—he was just steady, circling deliberate friction that made my thighs shake and my breath stutter around the gag.I couldn’t even speak, I only allowed myself to moan. I came the first time with a broken, muffled cry. My whole body locked, cunt clenching hard around nothing, wetness spilling down my thighs. I thought that would be the end of it. I was wrong.He didn’t stop.His touch changed—still firm, still precise, but threaded with something that felt almost like reverence. He stroked me through the aftershocks as if he had
Fucked hard by my worst enemy Yes
Stephanie’s POVThe lounge hit me like a second heartbeat.Naked bodies were everywhere. Young. Older. Men. Women. A woman was bound to a heavy wooden chair, wrists and ankles strapped, while two men worked her over with slow, deliberate hands—one sucking hard at her nipple, the other sliding thick fingers between her spread thighs. Another woman had a man’s face buried against her chest, both of them moaning into the contact. Across the room several men knelt with thick ball gags stretching their mouths, eyes glazed and obedient, while a woman in black leather lingerie paced in front of them with a whip coiled in her fist. She cracked it once against the floor and every one of them shuddered like the sound alone was enough.It was a dungeon built for pleasure. Leather and rope and polished metal. St. Andrew’s crosses bolted to the walls. Low platforms padded in dark red. Chains hanging from the ceiling like jewelry. The air smelled of sweat, sex, warm wax, and the faint sharp edge of
Fucked hard by my worst enemy The hidden door
Stephanie’s POVThe club pulsed like a living thing. Bass crawled up through the soles of my heels and settled low in my stomach. I slid onto a stool at the long black bar and met the eyes of the bartender—tall, sharp jaw, the kind of handsome that knew it and didn’t care. He wiped a glass without looking away.“Whiskey,” I said. “Neat.”He poured without asking which kind. I liked that.My phone was already against my ear. Nadia answered on the second ring, voice bright and slightly out of breath like she’d been laughing at something else.“Tell me everything,” she demanded. “And don’t you dare leave out the part where he cried.”“He didn’t cry.” I took the first sip. The whiskey burned clean. “He laughed when the lawyers said fifty-fifty. Then he pulled out bank statements proving he’d spent my salary on other women for six years. Like it was a flex.”Nadia made a sound somewhere between a growl and a laugh. “That walking pile of shit. I hope his dick falls off. Slowly. In public.”
Fucked hard by my worst enemy I want a divorce
Stephanie’s povBoth of them froze. Trent’s eyes met mine over the woman’s shoulder. For a second there was only the smell of sex and the sight of his cock still buried in someone else.Then I turned, walked out of the bedroom, and closed the door behind me with a quiet, final click. ****The lawyer’s office smelled like burnt coffee and old paper. I sat across from Trent in a stiff chair that dug into my lower back, still wearing the same blouse from yesterday because I couldn't bring myself to do anything after everything that had happened. Jude, my lawyer, flipped through a thin file beside me. Julio, Trent’s lawyer, already looked bored.It started the way everything with Trent started—super loud.“You cheated on me for six years,” I said, voice already climbing. “Six. Years. Different women, on our matrimonial bed with the same excuses.”Trent leaned forward, jabbing a finger at the air between us. “You were never home, you’re always working, always tired and i wanna have sex wi
Fucked hard by my worst enemy The breaking point
Stephanie’s POVThe glass walls of Damian’s office offered a perfect view of Chicago’s skyline, sharp towers cutting into the late afternoon light. I barely saw it. I stood rigid in front of his desk, hands locked at my sides, while the man who had never raised his voice in five years of running Rowan & Vance finally lost control.“You cost us one hundred million dollars.” Damian’s voice cracked across the room like a whip. “You had just one job, just a presentation with one client, our top client. And you handed them the entire account because you couldn’t get the fucking numbers right.”My throat tightened. I kept my eyes on the polished surface of his desk.“Look at me when I’m talking to you.”I lifted my gaze. Damian Cross looked like he was carved from stone even now—dark hair precise, shoulders broad under the tailored black shirt—but his face was flushed with a fury I had never witnessed. My hands were starting to get sweaty as I clenched them hard by my side. To make the matt
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