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Chapter 29: What The Fuck Are Y’all Doing To Her
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Caterina looked like she was seconds away from committing fucking murder. “You absolute fucking whores,” Caterina shrieked, her voice breaking on the high-pitched scream, it was loud and raw like an animal caught in a trap. “Do you even fucking understand what you’ve done?!” Gianna laughed first. Not a pretty laugh. It was a wet, ugly sound…full of cruelty, full of filth, full of the kind of pleasure that made the skin crawl. The glass bottle slipped from her fingers as she smirked. . “Relax, princess,” Gianna sneered, sauntering lazily toward her, hips swaying. “We’re just…breaking in the new little fucktoy.” She kicked the bottle across the floor without even looking. Caterina’s fists curled so tight blood trickled from her palms. “FUN?!” she bellowed. “She was supposed to be special! She was supposed to be untouched! Did he tell y’all to touch her!!! Her body is meant for him!!! And him alone!!” Valentina just laughed, grinding her soaked cunt against Isadora’s face like t
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As the door slammed shut behind Caterina and Isadora. No one spoke at all. Not even one word. Gianna stood frozen, her back pressed so tightly to the wall that her spine ached. Her eyes stared blankly at the door like she could still see Caterina’s angry face. Nobody spoke. Yet Sofia was the first to break. “Do you think she meant it?” she asked, her words trembling. “Do you think… it’s really going to happen? That he’s going to… to…” She couldn’t finish her statement, that was when Valentina snapped her head around, eyes wild, voice sharp as she pointed her finger at her “She’s lying,” she hissed. “She’s bluffing. She’s always been a fucking drama queen. You know Caterina. She talks big. She likes the sound of her own voice. That’s all this is.” Gianna finally turned her head, slowly, painfully, to look at her. “You saw her eyes,” Gianna said, her voice low and thick with something ugly cause deep down they knew what was coming. “You heard her voice. That wasn’t bluffi
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Caterina kicked the door open as she stumbled inside, clutching Isadora’s broken body against her chest like something holy. Like something sacred that she would kill to protect. She dropped to her knees beside the bed, sinking into the plush carpet, her arms shaking as she lowered Isadora down onto the mattress. She almost fumbled her. She was trembling so badly she could barely breathe, barely think. Isadora whimpered a bit a raw as her fevered body clung wetly to the silk of Caterina’s dress. Her thighs were slick, her parted lips dry and chapped, her glassy eyes barely focusing. “Shh, dolcezza,” she whispered, brushing the sweaty strands of hair from Isadora’s burning forehead with trembling fingers. She tried to sound calm. Sweet. Soft. Even though she was burning inside. Even though her blood was screaming to destroy does sluts. “You’re okay now,” Caterina whispered again, more desperate this time. “You’re safe. I’ve got you. Isadora shuddered a bit a small broken tw
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“I honestly do want you for myself, dolcezza,” she purred, her fingers stroking lightly down Isadora’s sticky arm. “Because, you see, I do both genders.” Isadora whimpered softly, her broken body twitching weakly in her arms, still too wrecked to do more than breathe. Caterina chuckled, the sound deep and filthy, and nuzzled her nose lightly against Isadora’s sticky temple. “Because you see, baby,” she whispered against her skin, “I do both genders.” She pulled back slightly, tipping Isadora’s chin up with two fingers, forcing the girl’s dazed, shattered eyes to meet hers. “Male. Female. Anything I want,” Caterina said with a wicked glint in her eye. “Cocks, cunts, pretty little mouths, tight little asses. I take whatever the fuck makes me wet.” Isadora’s lips parted cause honestly this was turning her on so good, her cheeks flushing dark pink even through the bruises. Caterina laughed low and soft, the sound vibrating straight through both their bodies. “Best fucking decision
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Isadora didn’t know where to look. Every inch of her skin felt too exposed. Her thighs were still trembling from Caterina’s touch and now there were more of them. More hands. More heat. More mouths with wicked, hungry grins. She tried to speak, to protest, but her tongue wouldn’t work. Her body betrayed her again, arching into Alessia’s light touch, twitching under Brielle’s lazy fingers. Caterina just purred, watching like a queen on her throne, her arms still cradling Isadora’s ruined frame. “I told you she was perfect,” she said, voice low and indulgent. “Mm. You weren’t lying.” Alessia leaned closer, her breath brushing Isadora’s cheek. “She’s all soft and wet and ruined already. We barely have to do anything.” “I call dibs on her mouth,” Brielle whispered with a grin, dragging her nails up Isadora’s throat, stopping just under her jaw. “Bet she makes the prettiest noises when she chokes.” Isadora whimpered..not in fear. Not entirely. Her body was humming now, helples
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He pulled his fingers out and smeared the slick all over her inner thighs, marking her. Then he dragged the same soaked fingers up to her mouth and shoved them inside. “Clean Daddy’s fingers.” She did. She licked every drop. Sucked them like she was starving. Her lips were swollen. Her eyes rolled back. Her whole body was begging even as it trembled. He pulled her tighter. “Watch her,” he growled to the women. “Watch how she cums when I touch her.” Dominic reached down again, this time rubbing slow, agonizing circles over her clit. His fingers were soaked in seconds. She was so fucking wet she could’ve been crying between her legs. She writhed. His palm slapped down hard on her cunt. She screamed. “Stay still,” he hissed. “You want to cum? You’re going to earn it.” He fucked her with his fingers again. Deep. Fast. Cruel. His palm grinding against her clit with every thrust. Her thighs twitched. Her stomach clenched. Her nipples were pebbled and hard, brushing a
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He shoved those fingers in..deep..down her throat until her eyes watered. “Clean every drop,” he growled. “Don’t waste a fucking thing.” She sucked. Hard. Tongue swirling over his fingers like a cock, like a craving, like the only thing that could save her was the taste of his cum and hers. Her cheeks hollowed. Her lips stretched. Spit ran down her chin. And Dominic? He moaned. He yanked his fingers free and grabbed her hair, twisting it in his fist, pulling her face down to his crotch. “Now clean my cock again” Her eyes dropped. His shaft was coated with cream, spit, and sweat. The veins were thick. The head flushed red and angry. And it twitched when her breath hit it. She didn’t hesitate. She dove in. Her tongue flattened against the base, dragging up the entire length in one long, slow lick. She reached the head and circled it like a fucking goddess, her moans vibrating across the tip as her lips parted again and she took him in. Not sweet. Not caref
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He shoved those fingers in..deep..down her throat until her eyes watered. “Clean every drop,” he growled. “Don’t waste a fucking thing.” She sucked. Hard. Tongue swirling over his fingers like a cock, like a craving, like the only thing that could save her was the taste of his cum and hers. Her cheeks hollowed. Her lips stretched. Spit ran down her chin. And Dominic? He moaned. He yanked his fingers free and grabbed her hair, twisting it in his fist, pulling her face down to his crotch. “Now clean my cock again” Her eyes dropped. His shaft was coated with cream, spit, and sweat. The veins were thick. The head flushed red and angry. And it twitched when her breath hit it. She didn’t hesitate. She dove in. Her tongue flattened against the base, dragging up the entire length in one long, slow lick. She reached the head and circled it like a fucking goddess, her moans vibrating across the tip as her lips parted again and she took him in. Not sweet. Not caref
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He pulled his fingers out and smeared the slick all over her inner thighs, marking her. Then he dragged the same soaked fingers up to her mouth and shoved them inside. “Clean Daddy’s fingers.” She did. She licked every drop. Sucked them like she was starving. Her lips were swollen. Her eyes rolled back. Her whole body was begging even as it trembled. He pulled her tighter. “Watch her,” he growled to the women. “Watch how she cums when I touch her.” Dominic reached down again, this time rubbing slow, agonizing circles over her clit. His fingers were soaked in seconds. She was so fucking wet she could’ve been crying between her legs. She writhed. His palm slapped down hard on her cunt. She screamed. “Stay still,” he hissed. “You want to cum? You’re going to earn it.” He fucked her with his fingers again. Deep. Fast. Cruel. His palm grinding against her clit with every thrust. Her thighs twitched. Her stomach clenched. Her nipples were pebbled and hard, brushing a
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The room didn’t just freeze. It shattered. The moment Dominic stepped through that door, it was like there was no air in the room. Every seductive smile vanished like breath in winter. Caterina’s arms went slack. Brielle pulled her fingers from Isadora’s throat like they burned her. Alessia’s lips hovered an inch from the ruined cunt she’d just devoured, but even she..wicked, fearless Alessia…flinched. And Dominic? Dominic looked like fucking death. His jaw was clenched so tight it looked carved from granite. His eyes..black, fucking murderous like he was ready to kill. He wasn’t dressed like a man returning home from work. He was dressed like a man ready to bury bodies. Isadora lay broken on the bed, her thighs soaked, her chest heaving, mouth still gagged with the taste of another woman’s fingers. Her eyes found him… and what she saw made her body go still. His hands were fisted at his sides, leather gloves peeled halfway off like he couldn’t decide whether to kill or fuck.
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Isadora didn’t know where to look. Every inch of her skin felt too exposed. Her thighs were still trembling from Caterina’s touch and now there were more of them. More hands. More heat. More mouths with wicked, hungry grins. She tried to speak, to protest, but her tongue wouldn’t work. Her body betrayed her again, arching into Alessia’s light touch, twitching under Brielle’s lazy fingers. Caterina just purred, watching like a queen on her throne, her arms still cradling Isadora’s ruined frame. “I told you she was perfect,” she said, voice low and indulgent. “Mm. You weren’t lying.” Alessia leaned closer, her breath brushing Isadora’s cheek. “She’s all soft and wet and ruined already. We barely have to do anything.” “I call dibs on her mouth,” Brielle whispered with a grin, dragging her nails up Isadora’s throat, stopping just under her jaw. “Bet she makes the prettiest noises when she chokes.” Isadora whimpered..not in fear. Not entirely. Her body was humming now, helples
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“I honestly do want you for myself, dolcezza,” she purred, her fingers stroking lightly down Isadora’s sticky arm. “Because, you see, I do both genders.” Isadora whimpered softly, her broken body twitching weakly in her arms, still too wrecked to do more than breathe. Caterina chuckled, the sound deep and filthy, and nuzzled her nose lightly against Isadora’s sticky temple. “Because you see, baby,” she whispered against her skin, “I do both genders.” She pulled back slightly, tipping Isadora’s chin up with two fingers, forcing the girl’s dazed, shattered eyes to meet hers. “Male. Female. Anything I want,” Caterina said with a wicked glint in her eye. “Cocks, cunts, pretty little mouths, tight little asses. I take whatever the fuck makes me wet.” Isadora’s lips parted cause honestly this was turning her on so good, her cheeks flushing dark pink even through the bruises. Caterina laughed low and soft, the sound vibrating straight through both their bodies. “Best fucking decision
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Caterina kicked the door open as she stumbled inside, clutching Isadora’s broken body against her chest like something holy. Like something sacred that she would kill to protect. She dropped to her knees beside the bed, sinking into the plush carpet, her arms shaking as she lowered Isadora down onto the mattress. She almost fumbled her. She was trembling so badly she could barely breathe, barely think. Isadora whimpered a bit a raw as her fevered body clung wetly to the silk of Caterina’s dress. Her thighs were slick, her parted lips dry and chapped, her glassy eyes barely focusing. “Shh, dolcezza,” she whispered, brushing the sweaty strands of hair from Isadora’s burning forehead with trembling fingers. She tried to sound calm. Sweet. Soft. Even though she was burning inside. Even though her blood was screaming to destroy does sluts. “You’re okay now,” Caterina whispered again, more desperate this time. “You’re safe. I’ve got you. Isadora shuddered a bit a small broken tw
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As the door slammed shut behind Caterina and Isadora. No one spoke at all. Not even one word. Gianna stood frozen, her back pressed so tightly to the wall that her spine ached. Her eyes stared blankly at the door like she could still see Caterina’s angry face. Nobody spoke. Yet Sofia was the first to break. “Do you think she meant it?” she asked, her words trembling. “Do you think… it’s really going to happen? That he’s going to… to…” She couldn’t finish her statement, that was when Valentina snapped her head around, eyes wild, voice sharp as she pointed her finger at her “She’s lying,” she hissed. “She’s bluffing. She’s always been a fucking drama queen. You know Caterina. She talks big. She likes the sound of her own voice. That’s all this is.” Gianna finally turned her head, slowly, painfully, to look at her. “You saw her eyes,” Gianna said, her voice low and thick with something ugly cause deep down they knew what was coming. “You heard her voice. That wasn’t bluffi
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Caterina looked like she was seconds away from committing fucking murder. “You absolute fucking whores,” Caterina shrieked, her voice breaking on the high-pitched scream, it was loud and raw like an animal caught in a trap. “Do you even fucking understand what you’ve done?!” Gianna laughed first. Not a pretty laugh. It was a wet, ugly sound…full of cruelty, full of filth, full of the kind of pleasure that made the skin crawl. The glass bottle slipped from her fingers as she smirked. . “Relax, princess,” Gianna sneered, sauntering lazily toward her, hips swaying. “We’re just…breaking in the new little fucktoy.” She kicked the bottle across the floor without even looking. Caterina’s fists curled so tight blood trickled from her palms. “FUN?!” she bellowed. “She was supposed to be special! She was supposed to be untouched! Did he tell y’all to touch her!!! Her body is meant for him!!! And him alone!!” Valentina just laughed, grinding her soaked cunt against Isadora’s face like t
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“Please,” she whispered. “More.” The three women exchanged a look. Gianna knelt first, dragging her nails down Isadora’s shaking spine, tracing the slick that still dripped from her ruined cunt. “You heard her,” she said, voice low and thick with a smirk on her face “The little whore wants to be used again.” Valentina flicked her cigarette into a crystal ashtray, leaned forward, and grabbed a fistful of Isadora’s hair, yanking her head up until her eyes met hers. “You sure, baby girl?” Valentina whispered. “Sure you want to be nothing but a wet, drooling fuckpet for us?” Isadora’s lips were trembling. Her thighs were soaked. Her pulse throbbed in her throat. But her voice…her voice was steady. “Yes,” she breathed. Gianna smiled slowly. Like a shark. “Then let’s make her fucking earn it.” She stood, towering over her, and slapped her cheek. Not hard enough to hurt. Just enough to jolt her. To wake her. “On your back. Legs spread. Hands above your head.” Isadora obeyed inst
