My heart dropped at his words, and I froze in place, unable to process what he had just said. My voice trembled as I stammered, “You can’t be serious…”Theo’s eyes narrowed, his patience clearly wearing thin. “Do I look like I’m joking, Sofia?” His voice was low, dangerous, and full of authority. “I don’t repeat myself. Either you do it, or I’ll have someone else do it for you.”I shook my head, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps. “No… I won’t do it.” My voice was weak, but I managed to stand my ground, even though I knew how powerless I was.Theo stepped closer, his presence overwhelming, his face inches from mine. “You still don’t understand your position, do you? I give orders. You follow them. That’s how this works.” His voice dropped even lower, almost a whisper. “The more you resist, the worse it will be for you.”Tears burned in my eyes, and I turned my head away from him, refusing to meet his gaze. My whole body shook, a mix of fear and humiliation washing over me. “Ple
Theo continued to wipe me, his eyes showed no mercy. I kept screaming, crying, and pleading but he refused. He flogged me till he was satisfied and let me loose.I lay on the bed, hurt and crying. My body ached all over. I tasted blood in my mouth and felt tears on my face.Theo stood over me, breathing hard. His eyes still looked mean. I though he might hit me again.But he looked away and walked off. I heard his heavy footsteps as he left me alone. I tried wearing the gown back. It was torn from me trying to flee and as I wore it my blood started to stain it.Not up to 5 minutes one of his man came and picked me up, their hand gripping me tight making me to feel the pain more. They took me to my room and locked me inside.I lay on the cold floor, unable to move. My body felt like it was in fire, every breath hurt. I cried out in agony. Tears streamed down my face hurt and bitter. My mind was a swirling mess of despair, wondering how God could create someone like Theo? How could such
The next day, I woke up feeling worse than I had the night before. My body still ached all over, and every small movement sent a sharp pain shooting through me. I was lying on the bed where Bell had left me, but something felt off. It was too quiet.I glanced toward the door. Usually, by now—around 12:00 PM—Bell would have knocked, bringing me food or fresh clothes. She might not have spoken much, but her presence was the only comfort I had in this place. At the very least, Theo always sent her to check on me once or twice. But today, there was nothing. No knock. No sound. Just silence.My stomach growled, the emptiness making my pain feel worse. I sat up slowly, biting my lip to stop myself from crying out as my sore muscles protested. I limped toward the door and pressed my ear against it, hoping to hear something—anything—but all I could hear was my own shallow breathing.I pressed my back against the cold wall, the rough surface scraping against my bare skin where the torn fabric
Four hours passed, and I stayed on the bed, too weak and drained to move. My body still ached, and the hunger clawing at my stomach was unbearable. The silence in the room made everything worse, and I could feel myself sinking deeper into despair.Then, I heard it again—footsteps in the hallway. My heart leapt with a mix of hope and fear. Maybe it was Bell coming back to check on me. I turned my head toward the door, waiting anxiously.But as the footsteps grew closer, they sounded heavier and slower than Bell’s. My chest tightened, and a shiver ran down my spine. I knew who it was before the door even opened.The lock clicked, and the door creaked open. Standing there was Theo. His tall frame filled the doorway, and his cold, sharp eyes pinned me in place. He stepped inside, his presence suffocating the room. He looked down at me with a smirk, as if he enjoyed seeing me like this—broken and helpless.“Still alive, I see,” he said, his voice low and mocking. “Good. I’d hate for this
The next day was no different from the last. The pain in my body hadn’t subsided, and the ache in my chest grew heavier with every passing hour. I hadn’t slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I could feel Theo’s suffocating presence and hear his mocking laughter. My tears had soaked the pillow beneath me, but even crying brought no relief.When the door finally opened, I didn’t even flinch. My body was too drained to react. But when I saw Bell step inside, her worried eyes scanning the room until they landed on me, something inside me broke all over again.“Sofia,” she said softly, her voice trembling as she rushed to my side. “Oh, dear, dear, don’t cry.” She knelt by the bed, her hands gently brushing the hair away from my tear-streaked face. Her eyes filled with concern as she took in the bruises, the hollow look in my eyes, and my trembling frame.I shook my head weakly, unable to stop the tears that kept falling. “He… he forced himself on me yesterday,” I whispered, my voice barely
I followed the man down the hallway, my body aching with each step. The sound of my bare feet against the cold floor echoed in the silence. My heart pounded in my chest, my mind racing with fear over what Theo wanted.When we reached the door, the man knocked once before opening it and stepping aside. I hesitated for a moment, then entered the room.Theo was sitting at his desk, his chair leaning back, a cigarette between his fingers. He took a long drag, exhaling the smoke slowly, his eyes never leaving me as I stood in the doorway.“Well, well,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “You look better than before. Did you finally get some rest?”His smirk sent a chill down my spine. The smoke from his cigarette swirled around him, adding to the oppressive atmosphere in the room.I didn’t respond, too afraid to speak. Every word I said felt like it would make things worse.Theo took another drag from his cigarette, the smoke swirling around him as he watched me. He leaned forward s
I gasped, my body going cold with fear.Bell, still trembling, looked at me with wide, terrified eyes, her mouth barely moving as she whispered, “Sofia…”Theo didn’t respond to her. He simply raised the gun and aimed it at her.I screamed, rushing forward, but one of his men quickly grabbed my arm, holding me back. I couldn’t move, couldn’t stop him. My heart pounded in my chest, and all I could do was watch in horror.“Please, no!” I cried out, struggling in the man’s grip.Theo’s smirk never wavered as he looked at Bell, and with a quick, almost casual motion, he pulled the trigger.The gunshot echoed in the room, sharp and final.Bell’s body jerked, and she fell to the floor, lifeless, her eyes wide open in a look of pure terror. Blood spread across the floor, staining the cold tile beneath her.I couldn't breathe. My chest felt like it was caving in as I stared at Bell's lifeless body, the blood pooling around her.A gut-wrenching scream tore from my throat, raw and full of agony.
Theo stepped back, the smirk on his face never fading. He waved his hand at the man holding me. “Take her away,” he said coldly, his voice devoid of any emotion.I felt the man’s grip tighten as he started to drag me out of the room. I tried to resist, but my body was too weak, too drained from everything I had just witnessed.Theo’s voice stopped us before we reached the door. “Oh, and Sofia,” he said, his tone mocking yet icy. “Your punishment isn’t over. No food for a week now. Not three days. Consider it a lesson—you brought this on yourself.”My heart sank further, the weight of his words crushing me. A week without food. He wasn’t just punishing me physically—he wanted to break me completely.Theo gave a satisfied nod, watching me with that same cruel expression. “Maybe next time, you’ll think twice about crossing me.”I was pulled out of the room, my body trembling, my mind numb with fear and grief. The man dragged me down the long, cold hallway, his grip firm and unrelenting.
Theo’s grip on my arm remained firm as we moved past Diego. His demeanor was cold, unyielding, and completely composed. There was a sense of superiority in every movement he made, a deliberate control that left no room for defiance. Diego’s gaze lingered on us, his expression a mix of curiosity and calculated menace, but Theo wasn’t fazed.Without another word, Theo led me toward a hidden section of the grand suite—a door I hadn’t noticed before. It was expertly disguised, seamlessly blending into the opulence of the room. Theo pressed his hand against it, revealing the entrance. The door slid open smoothly, revealing a dimly lit, private room beyond.The moment we stepped inside, the air felt thick—choking almost. The scent of cigars and cigarettes hung heavy, mixing with the faint aroma of whiskey and cologne. The walls were lined with leather armchairs and dark wood panels, creating an atmosphere of exclusivity and power.At the center of the room, several men—each resembling figur
Theo's hot breath brushed against my ear, making me shudder. But then, he suddenly straightened up and stepped back, his smile never wavering. "Anyway," he said, his voice dripping with nonchalance, "we have a function to attend to. Shall we?" He offered me his arm, his eyes glinting with amusement, as if daring me to refuse.looked up at Theo, my eyes pleading with him. "Please," I said, my voice shaking. "I don't want to go anywhere today. Can't I just stay here?" I tried to pull my hand away from his arm, but he held it firm, his grip tightening.Theo's smile never wavered, but his eyes flashed with annoyance. "I'm afraid that's not possible," he said, his voice cold. "We have a prior commitment, and I won't be canceling it.You'll do as I say, and that's final."Theo's grip on my hand tightened, his fingers digging into my skin like a vice. I winced in pain, but he didn't let up. Instead, he pulled me closer to him, his eyes glinting with a warning. "Let's go," he said, his voice
Thirty minutes later, Theo finally finished, cumming inside me with a grunt of satisfaction. He pulled out, his sin stick slick with blood and cum, and began to dress himself calmly, as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.He walked out of the room, leaving me still tied to the bed, my body throbbing with pain and humiliation. I lay there, helpless and exposed, feeling like a discarded toy.Five minutes later, one of Theo's men entered the room, his eyes scanning the scene before him. I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me as he took in my nudity, the cum dripping out of my pussy. He looked away, his expression neutral, and began to untie me.As the ropes fell away and the metal nipple clamp removed from my boobs, I felt a sense of relief, but it was quickly replaced by shame and humiliation. I could not walk due to the pain and everything. The man wrapped with a blanket and carried my back to my room and placed me on the bed before turning to leave and locking the door.
He placed his hand on my stomach as his hands moved slowly before reaching my pussy. He circled his fingers around my labia majora, his touch sending waves of discomfort through my body.His hands moved closer, tracing the edge of my labia minora. His hands moved to either side of my labia minora, his fingers gently prying them apart. I was so sick to my stomach as he exposed my intimate area.He peered closer, his eyes scanning my body. A sly smile spread across his face as he took in the sight of my hymen, still intact.“Ah, a virgin,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “How quaint. How……delicious.”He chuckled to himself, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “I am going to enjoy this dinner immensely,” he said, his voice low and menacing.Words could not express how terrified I was as Theo was ready to claim me as his prize. Theo asked, “Do you want it rough or gentle?” but he was just being mean. He did not actually care about what I wanted.He laughed again, a cold and scar
I screamed, "Please no!" but Theo just laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement."I've been so generous to you, Sofia," he slurred, his voice dripping with malice. "I've been so generous and now it's time for you to do my bidding. Play your fucking role as my pet."I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. "No, Theo, please. Don't make me do this."But Theo just chuckled, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light. "You'll do exactly as I say, Sofia," he growled, his voice low and menacing."Or else."Theo's face twisted into a mean smile as he moved closer to me. His breath was hot on my skin, making me shiver.He started kissing my stomach, his lips touching my skin in a way that made me feel sick. I tried to move away, but I was tied down.Theo's lips moved down my body, his tongue touching my skin. I felt a wave of disgust wash over me as he reached the sensitive area between my legs.His hands grabbed my hips, holding me in place. I felt like I was going to throw up, my stoma
Theo’s mother beamed at me, giving my hand a gentle pat. “Okay, Mija,” she said, her voice light and cheerful. “Enough with the heartfelt moments for now. I think it’s time for me to cut my cake. Come on, let’s head downstairs.”I nodded quickly, relieved to shift the attention away from me. “Of course,” I said, stepping to the side to let her lead the way. I slipped the envelope discreetly into the pocket of my dress as she turned toward the stairs.She glanced back at me with a warm smile. “I can’t wait to see everyone’s faces when they see how beautiful you look in the full set. You’re practically glowing.”I followed her down the grand staircase, my heart still pounding. The party sounds grew louder with each step, the hum of voices and soft music filtering through the air. I forced myself to focus, pushing the mystery of the note to the back of my mind—for now.As we reached the bottom of the stairs, the crowd turned to us, and Theo’s mother raised her arms in delight. “Everyone,
Theo’s mother beamed at me, giving my hand a gentle pat. “Okay, Mija,” she said, her voice light and cheerful. “Enough with the heartfelt moments for now. I think it’s time for me to cut my cake. Come on, let’s head downstairs.”I nodded quickly, relieved to shift the attention away from me. “Of course,” I said, stepping to the side to let her lead the way. I slipped the envelope discreetly into the pocket of my dress as she turned toward the stairs.She glanced back at me with a warm smile. “I can’t wait to see everyone’s faces when they see how beautiful you look in the full set. You’re practically glowing.”I followed her down the grand staircase, my heart still pounding. The party sounds grew louder with each step, the hum of voices and soft music filtering through the air. I forced myself to focus, pushing the mystery of the note to the back of my mind—for now.As we reached the bottom of the stairs, the crowd turned to us, and Theo’s mother raised her arms in delight. “Everyone,
I clutched the note tightly in my hand, my pulse racing as I stepped out into the hallway. My eyes darted left and right, hoping to catch even a glimpse of whoever had left the note. But the hallway was empty, silent except for the faint sound of distant laughter from the party downstairs.I took a hesitant step forward, my bare feet making no sound on the plush carpet. My breathing was shallow as I tried to shake the feeling of someone watching me. My thoughts were a blur. Who left this? Could it be Jude? Or someone else?Before I could take another step, Theo’s mother appeared at the top of the staircase, her face lighting up as she saw me. “Mija, where are you off to?” she asked, her cheerful tone laced with curiosity. “I told you I have a second gift for you.”I froze in place, clutching the note behind my back. Forcing a smile, I turned to face her. “Oh, I was just…” I paused, searching for an excuse, “…admiring the view from the hallway.”Theo’s mother raised an eyebrow but didn
Theo’s mother guided me through the grand room, her arm still linked with mine. Her warmth and cheerfulness were a sharp contrast to Theo’s cold demeanor. I felt out of place, but her enthusiasm made it a little easier to follow her lead.“This party is full of interesting people,” she said with a bright smile. “You must meet them all. After all, you’re part of the family now.”Part of the family? The thought made me uneasy, but I nodded politely, not wanting to upset her. She stopped by a small group of elegantly dressed women, their laughter light and practiced.“Ladies,” Theo’s mother said, her voice commanding attention. “This is my son’s lovely girlfriend.”The women turned their sharp eyes toward me, their smiles polite but curious. “Oh, isn’t she charming?” one of them said, her tone slightly condescending.I forced a smile, feeling the weight of their judgment. “It’s nice to meet you,” I said quietly.One of the women, a tall blonde with a sharp smile, tilted her head slightly