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Chapter 21: Cry in Silence
[Erin]
A fat bead of tear rolled down from the corner of my eyes. My sobs drowned to his mouth as he bit my lower lips, clipping it in between his teeth, drawing some blood.The heavy irony taste busted on my buds, twisting my guts with revulsion. Nonetheless, he did not cease his assaults and continued to devour my lips as if he were a hungry lion in search of some flesh. His weight is pinning me down, rendering my body immobile. The only thing left for me was to cry.His rough kisses left my mouth but did not lessen his assaults. Instead, he was nipping the soft flesh down my throat, tugging my skin until they turned enough to draw blood to accumulate the surface. He was leaving bite marks in its wake.Nikolai pressed me further into the mattress, the rough texture of his palm sliding down to my waist, tracing the curves of my body, and then stopped at the section between my legs. Thumbs pressing on my crotch. Nikolai hit my sensitive spot, jolting me with a suddRelated chapters
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[Third Person’s Point of View]—NikolaiShe’s like sweet nectar that he couldn’t resist. An ecstasy that brought him pure ecstasy he hadn’t felt in a long time. Her soft mounds molded perfectly into his large palms. Her pale brown nips, roughly just like the size of pebbles, were hard and very responsive to his touch, standing erect into the air with the delicate little hairs stiff in a ghostly touch. Large enough for his tongue to swirl around them, suckling like a wailing babe that no one can tame but her. Nikolai took them in, turning from one hard nipple to the other, making sure that he’ll leave it a bit swollen before abandoning it.Her soft moans sounded like a melody in his ears, the way her body was so responsive to every bit of his touch, even though she was trying to resist him. His doll’s breath escaped from her luscious mouth, begging for more. Nikolai could feel it that deep down, behi
Russian Mob Kingpin’s Doll Chapter 23: Bruises
[Erin]I'm not sure what to think or feel anymore. I desperately wanted to cry, but there were no tears left in my inside eyes, or better yet they got tired of weeping. My body felt numb all throughout, while I am sore down there. I curled to the side, trying to cover up my naked body with a thick duvet, and closed my eyes, hoping this was all a nightmare. That Micah will come to my room and wake me up for breakfast.Just then, I could just forget it. However, that is not what it is. The pain is still there. The stinging sensation burning down on my private area lingered. Reminding me of how I am being violated as a woman.I let out a long shaky breath, peeling my eyes open and looked upon at my reflection in the mirrored ceiling. My red-painted room, dimly lighted, was specifically made for someone just like me.A mere toy for him to play with.An object for pleasure.A mess and nothing else.Inside my head, my life flashes in recollec
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[Erin]My legs finally gave up. The burden I was carrying felt so heavy that even my physical body could no longer bear it. My knees hit the hard floor, my joints recoiling from the impact, but it seems that my entire being numbed.I could not hold back my emotions. I was crying loudly. My shoulders shook, and my tangled hair came curtaining in front of my face. My tears clouded my vision, and everything around me became hazy as a result. The next thing I knew was that a domineering presence loomed over my hunch frame, a pair of strong arms wrapped around me and then lifted me up in the air.A loud voice inside my head screaming, retaliating, berating me for doing nothing but weep like a cry baby. Call me things.Weak.Filthy.Stupid.And so many other things.I sucked a trembling lungful of air, sniffing the clogs out of my nose, ignoring the pain in my ribs. My hands curled into a tight ball but then loosened them at the realiz
Russian Mob Kingpin’s Doll Chapter 25: Gentle side and Bleak Future
[Erin]Why is he acting this way?Why could he just threaten me like he always does? Just like how he threatened me with a gun on my head the first time we met? Why could he just don’t do that? In that way, I wouldn’t be so confused about what I should feel towards him.Yes, I hate him. No, that isn't really the best phrase to express what I was feeling, and I was convinced that what I was feeling was something more. For everything he had done to me, I even hate fate itself for showing me into this kind of life. But why did I feel so warm when he uttered those words?My jaw snapped shut, locking tightly, and my molars hurt from grinding against each other while I stared intently into the mossy pair of orbs that were sucking me in. Absorbing me deeply into a promise of the unknown.The rough texture of his thumb rubbing the corner of my face, so slowly and sensual, kept me anchored to where I was in the moment rather than becom
Russian Mob Kingpin’s Doll Chapter 26: Transient Relief
[Erin]He does a terrific job lathering me up. He washed my skin with a loofah, taking care not to scratch the bruises that littered my body. I am sitting like a child in his lap, but Nikolai doesn’t seem to mind like I weigh nothing more than a feather. He was treating me delicately, like if I were a fragile little thing that could be damaged at any time.But I am already broken. Shattered in a million fragments. My life had already fallen apart before he even purchased me for his pleasure. I am nothing. Nothing.“Lift your arms.” Suddenly, Nikolai cooed next to my ears, his breath tickling the base of my neck, and I became acutely aware that he was completely naked beneath me. My back was turned to face him, and the hard plane of his torso was pressing against my small body.As I follow his soft instructions, the water ripples in my wake as I elevate my arms, allowing the rivulets of water droplets to run down my arms in a warm stream.
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[Erin]Nikolai wrapped my body in a bundle of the thick fluffy towel before he lifted me up and walked out of the bathroom. I look like a toddler when I am in his arms. My entire height does not even reach his chest, therefore I am essentially a child in comparison to him. It's no surprise that he refers to me as his doll…or that because he sees me as his leisure, his favorite toy to play with when he’s bored.The thought causes a sharp pain to strike me in the chest that I can't seem to shake. I have to swallow hard to keep the sobs from erupting and blink my eyes repeatedly to keep my vision from becoming blurred. I also made a conscious effort to keep my breathing steady so he wouldn't notice my depressed state of mind.He gently put me down on the bed, my feet dangling over the end, and then he took another towel that was slung across his shoulders and dried my hair.None of us had spoken since our conversation at the tub, although
Russian Mob Kingpin’s Doll Chapter 28: That ‘thing’
[Erin] “Rise and shine!” Micah’s voice filled my ears and my eyes were stinging from the abrupt burst of brilliant light that flooded into my room, swooshing draperies sliding to the side of my window. The burning sun rays penetrating through my close lids, immediately earning a loud groan eliciting from my throat.“M…rning,” I mumbled half awake, slurring off the word as I rolled to my side, gripping my blanket and pulling it over my head.How come it is already morning? I haven’t gotten enough sleep yet, and my body is feeling heavy, along with the soreness tingling between my legs. Just then, everything dawned on me faster than the lightning speed as the last night’s event came rushing down to my senses like a fountain of cold water. My eyes shot opened and I remained rigid under my duvet, the warmth of my own breath fanning off my face as I stared on my knees that has been curled up closer to my chin. Noting the faint pink scar left by my healed wound.
Russian Mob Kingpin’s Doll Chapter 29: Bellyaches
[Erin]Micah directed me to the bathroom after I completed my meal with mischievous grin pasted on her face. She’s even excited than I am and expressly instructed me to be done in a couple of minutes or ten, or else she would clean me herself. Not that she hasn’t done it before, but I am sure I am capable of doing that myself.My body still protesting in every movement I made, but it wasn’t that unbearable, unlike last night. Maybe I am just too dazed from staring at myself in the mirror in such disarray.But right now, I will not let that beast break the last piece of my soul that I hold on to. If not, I don’t know what to do anymore.He had taken everything from me. My innocence and all, but it’s not the end. I still breathe the morning air. There’s food prepared for me three times a day. Clothes that I can wear, though some of it I could even hardly call clothing.Especially that thing I saw a while ago.
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