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46: The Devil's Peace Offering

Author: FELZ
last update publish date: 2025-09-12 23:53:39

I can't show my mystery man to my dad, can't even bring him an inch close to our house… nor can I bring Enzo Macini as my boyfriend.

I'm stuck. Maybe confused is the word.

Both men in my life are forbidden, a relationship that I can't or shouldn't even whisper about.

My fingers zoom in and out of Enzo Macini’s photo. All of his features remind me of my mystery man; tall, black, big… But they have their distinct scent and behavior.

“Miss Isla Campbell.” The voice of our Maths teacher, Mrs. E
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    My dad is here!!!It's all my brain can scream. I spin in confusion, almost falling off the seat. I'm not sure whether to push the couch back in place or clean up the glistening bubbly fluid all over which anyone can tell miles away that it's a ball of sin. ‘No, no, no.’ I slip into my frozen state. “Easy,” Enzo Macini simply pulls up his pants and slowly secures his belt in a bold ‘I don't give a fuck’ attitude. So slow that I want to yank it up and dress him like a kid. “You made quite a mess, you don't want to slip.” He looks at another pool right by the couch. OH GOD!“You have to hide…” I reach to touch his firm biceps but he saunters out of reach and settles in the only single-seat couch, as if he owns the place and everything in it. “What’re you doing?” My lips are suddenly too heavy. I can feel my heartbeat skyrocket. “Meeting your father.” He sighs and crosses his leg at the knee. “Maybe tell him how much debt his honeypie owes me.” No. This isn't happening… I shut my

  • Subway Perv   59: Daddy, Meet My Cunt Wrecker!

    My naked breasts are smashed against the couch, with my hand dangling towards the phone, while Enzo Macini is dominating the lower part of me. I still feel the raw sting of his teeth gnawing on my pussy, scraping the soft walls like it's sushi served on a platter. The deep rich bite has my legs involuntarily clasping, smacking him hard between my thighs and trapping him right there, face-deep in my cunt!“Ahhh…” I suck up a moan, enjoying every silly moment his tongue flicks my bud and thrusts like the devil. “Sweetie?” My papa’s voice rings from the phone’s Speaker.My heart jumps in my chest. All this time, I thought the call ended from the crash. Oh. My. God! Oh, my god! “Uh…” His tone lowers like he’s second-guessing the sound he heard. “Are you okay?”I nod my head recklessly as if he can see me. My eyes are teary, and my lip is caught between my teeth. “Mmhh… Hmmm…” Oh, fuck!I palm my mouth and press it firmly, blocking out every trace of my desperate plea.I'm done. Fucki

  • Subway Perv   58: Daddy Takes!

    The wages of sin is death, but for Enzo Macini, it's a bruised cunt, red and swollen from torture, till your pussy walls crumble and gaps so bad that it forgets how to shrink back to normal… Till it becomes a vandalized hole leaking his cum and saliva, and a memory slot for every other wicked thrust. And that's the fucking price I’m paying! “What do you fucking say?” He grabs my throat, wraps his coarse palm around my fragile neck, and grasps firmly.“Ye…sss…” My brain is a cloud of dust—filthy dust. I can't think straight, the fear of my dad walking in on his little girl taking a cock too big for the dirtiest whore, gets tossed to the back of my head. And every fucking thrust of that delicious dick, kicks it away. “Louder.” His teeth clip on the tip of my ear and nibble. “I want to hear your helpless cry and feel you break.”He slides down my breast, grabs my leg, and yanks it apart, spreading me wide in angle 45 degree. The next lashing of his cock sends triggers to my dusty bra

  • Subway Perv   57: Anything Daddy Wants...

    “Oh, Isla…” His tone deepens. You can smell dark need from miles away. “I want you.”“Huh?” My breathing is ragged. I should fight him off and stay away, especially since my papa is just a few blocks away, but I find my neck tilting to the side, giving him so much naked space to nibble on.“God. Isla.” His hard frame slams into me, plastering my small one to the wall. My breasts are almost squashed against the wall, squeezing against the tiny space like it's spreading out and latching onto the cool surface.“Come here.” He sighs.I don't have the time to protest when his hand grabs mine, swallowing it up in his calloused grip. Rough, yet sleek.I feel the tender emotions ride me like a wave, engulfing my soul and burning down the tiny protest that boils in my throat until I'm possessed with intense desire. He yanks my hand upward, stretching it above my head, caring less if my muscles ache.“Ah… Wait…”“Shhh.” He bites down on my neck, grabbing a soft spot and sucking in with a fir

  • Subway Perv   56: Another Quake

    The water turns icy cold, biting down on my weak pussy, eating deep into my soft thick skin. The frost ignites goosebumps all over my body… My heart clenches in terror just as much as my pussy squeezes and beats between my suddenly heavy thighs, pumping water beneath and shooting bubbles to the surface. Again, I’ve failed. ‘Breathe, Isla…’ I try to caution myself. ‘Breathe…’ My mum is right, she has always been. I’m nothing but a pathetic, cursed failure…‘Isla, STOP!’ I try not to go hard and break down, but not when the damn words are fresh in my head. “In— Re..relax…“ My breath is shaky. I grab the edges of the bath, subtly throwing my upper body to the other side. My breasts cling to the cool wall of the jacuzzi, forming a firm suspension. I inhale deeply, filling my lungs with air.“Out…” It takes great effort to push air out from my lungs. I collapse against the bath, panting. I grip tighter and throw my body to the other side.“Ahh…” A hot slice of pain hits my spine, ca

  • Subway Perv   55: Not Again

    I can't tell how I survived walking down with a swollen pussy from the camp school to the bus station, or from the bus station to my house. Right now, my lower body is soaked in a bathtub, legs spread out like the tentacles of an octopus, just so my pussy can be soaked in the icy water. “Isla,” I groan and shut my eyes. Of course, I know my mischievousness got me here. My ass feels like it's been bitten by frost, but my pussy still needs all the care it can get and I'm not leaving here until it's healed to an extent. I look down at my splayed cunt, hand forms a pair of scissors as I slip it into the cold water and examine my bruised cunt.“Ah…” I sigh at the jolt of pain that slams my muscles from merely touching the bruised area.It's bloody red, like raw beef.Swollen.Weak. It's been through hell.“God,” I dig my hand through my hair to hold the pain in and not scream while I examine further.A few part has spots of dried red crackers stain, as if they once bled. Jesus… Enzo Ma

  • Subway Perv   39: Behind Every Closed Door Is A Naughty Professor

    “Sit.” Enzo Macini’s stern command shakes me off my frozen state. I still can’t get over the fact that the most ‘perfect’ man I know is casually sipping alcohol like it’s nothing. I blink my eyes and mop while I drag my suddenly heavy feet along the hard floor. “Who do you think you are, Isla?” H

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  • Subway Perv   38: 1st Day Of Chaos

    Isla’s POVToday is Saturday, Enzo Macini’s lecture day, another day to get close to him… to remember how I stripped before my bestie’s dad, ass and breasts bare like a wild bitch…And how he fucking rejected me. Cold eyes, dark tone, and an unwavering emotion. “Shit, Isla.” I palm my face and suc

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  • Subway Perv   33: I Own You, Not Enzo Macini

    Him. Again.‘RUN!!!’ My heart resumes the series of escape commands, but I don't move. I freeze in water and just stare at the masked man squatting in front of me. His eyes seem to be dark from beneath, I can feel it. ‘How did he know I'm here? How did he come here so fast? Is he stalking me?’I

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  • Subway Perv   32: Defiled, Just To Be Rejected

    “No.” Mr. Enzo’s icy tone hits me hard in the chest like a dagger. How the fuck is he rejecting me with his hand still lodged between my thighs, grazing my wet, bitchy pussy?! Am I hearing wrong? Is it all in my head? “Daddy?” I moan, my trembling voice mirrors my fear of rejection, detachment…

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-25
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