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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
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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
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The door flew open with a deafening crash, shaking the very walls of our small, run-down house. My heart leapt to my throat as three towering figures stormed inside, their dark suits and cold glares exuding danger. Before I could process what was happening, they grabbed my father, Javier, who was sitting in his worn armchair, clutching an old book.“Let me go!” he shouted, struggling against their grip, but it was no use. These men were built like mountains, and their strength was overwhelming. One of them shoved him to the floor with brutal force, landing a harsh kick to his ribs.“Dad!” I screamed, rushing forward, but another man stepped in front of me, his glare stopping me dead in my tracks. His cold, calculated expression made it clear—one wrong move and I’d regret it.“Stay back,” he growled.My father coughed violently, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as he gasped, “Please… I’ll return the money! I just need more time!”I froze, my blood running cold. Money? What
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I swallowed hard, my throat dry as I stared into Theo Rodriguez’s cold, unforgiving eyes. Every part of me trembled, but I refused to back down. My father’s life depended on this moment.“Please,” I began, my voice shaky but growing steadier with each word. “Give me time. I’ll pay the money back. Whatever he owes—I’ll make it right.”For a moment, there was silence. Then, Theo let out a sharp, humorless laugh, the sound cutting through the tension like a blade. He shook his head, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. “Do you think this is some pocket change your father owes, cariño?” he sneered, the term sounding more like mockery than endearment. “This isn’t a debt you can cover by skipping a few lattes or selling some trinkets.”I took a deep breath, forcing myself to keep my voice steady. “How much does he owe?” I asked, though I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear the answer.Theo smirked, his gaze piercing. “Four million dollars,” he said casually, as if the number was meaningless to h
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I woke up to the sound of keys rattling outside the door. My heart jumped as I sat up, the thin blanket falling off my shoulders. The lock clicked, and the door creaked open.A woman stepped inside. She looked to be in her early forties, dressed in a simple black uniform with a white apron tied neatly around her waist. She carried a silver tray in her hands. On one side of the tray was a plate of food—toast, eggs, and a small glass of orange juice. On the other side was a neatly folded dress, a soft cream color that looked far too expensive for someone like me.“You must be hungry,” the maid said gently, setting the tray on the small table near the bed. Her voice was soft, kind, but there was a flicker of pity in her eyes that made me feel even smaller than I already did.I nodded, my throat dry. “Thank you,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper.She straightened and gestured to the dress. “Mr. Rodriguez asked me to bring this. You’ll need to change before you see him.”My stom
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Theo’s brows furrowed, and he turned toward the voice. “Mom? What are you doing here?” he asked, his tone carrying a mix of irritation and surprise.The woman who entered looked to be around 57 years old, with silver-streaked hair neatly pulled back into a simple bun. Her face was lined with age, but her sharp eyes—dark and commanding—betrayed a life lived with authority. She was dressed in a modest, unassuming dress, simple and functional, but there was an air of elegance about her despite the lack of lavishness. Her presence demanded attention, as though she were accustomed to being in control.She took a step into the room, her gaze flicking from Theo to me. She didn’t seem surprised by my presence, but her cold demeanor made me feel like an intruder in the room. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she regarded me, studying me with the same intensity that Theo had moments earlier.Theo didn’t move, still standing in the same position. His jaw clenched, but he didn’t raise his voice. “Thi
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As soon as Theo’s mother’s presence faded from the room, the tension that had been simmering boiled over. He didn’t say a word to me, his jaw tight and eyes dark with barely restrained fury. Without a glance in my direction, he stormed toward the door and pressed a button on the sleek intercom panel embedded in the wall.“Get in here. Now,” Theo growled, his voice like thunder. He didn’t wait for a response.Within moments, the door opened, and a man in his late thirties entered. Dressed in a sharp black suit, he moved with military precision. His face was calm, but there was a flicker of unease in his eyes as he took in Theo’s expression.“Sir—” the man began, but he didn’t even finish the word before Theo’s hand struck across his face in a resounding slap. The sound echoed through the room, leaving an uncomfortable silence in its wake.The man barely flinched, though his head turned slightly from the force of the slap. He stood rigid, his expression stoic, as if he had expected this
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Later that night, the sound of a key turning in the lock pulled me from my restless thoughts. The door creaked open, and Bell entered, carrying a tray of food and a neatly folded dress draped over her arm. Her expression was calm but guarded, giving away nothing of what might come next.She set the tray on the small table by the window and placed the dress carefully on the bed. “Mr. Rodriguez will come for you soon,” she said, her tone measured and professional. “You need to prepare.”I stared at her, the weight of her words settling heavily on me. “Prepare for what?” I asked, though I already had a sinking feeling I knew the answer.Bell turned her gaze toward me, her expression unreadable. “I don’t know,” she said quietly, her tone firm but not unkind. “I’m just following his instructions. Now hurry up. If you want, I can help you with your hair and makeup.”I hesitated, unsure if I should even care how I looked for whatever Theo had planned. But something about Bell’s demeanor made
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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
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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.
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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
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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
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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,
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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,
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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
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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
