LOGIN~FIORELLA~“Did you cum while I was away, you slut?” I ask, lightly swatting Juliette's breasts with my flattened hand.She mumbles around the gag and shakes her head, gazing up at me with a look of fear and worship.I reach down, tenderly drawing my fingers over Juliette's breasts and stomach to the place between her legs where the vibrator is.With a single motion, I grip the vibrator and swirl it around, pulling it from her body, pushing it back in, and finding a slow rhythm.“How does it feel? Do you like that, honey?” I drawl. “You're so wet. So ready. Would you like to cum??”Juliette moans and writhes on the table, body rocking back and forth, as I plunge the vibrator into her pussy again.Then I step away, leaving the vibrator buried in her pussy while she moans in anguish, craning her neck to follow my movements as I walk over to the assorted toys hanging on the wall.I stop, pondering over my collection of toys, before reaching out to pick a strap on di
~FIORELLA~I lead Juliette into the playroom. It's a very dark room, walls painted black, red rugs, candle lights placed randomly in the room…causing shadows flickering in the room.Everything here feels intentional, controlled, and mine.On the wall hangs different kinds of sex toys…dildos and vibrators, heavy looking textured rods with complex harnesses and reams of leathers, whips and floggers.There's a big table covered with a black velvet blanket.I turn back to Juliette, and she's watching me…anticipating.Good.“Take off your clothes. Go to the table and lie down,” I say, my voice calm… but leaving no room for disobedience.“Yes, Mistress,” she replies without hesitation.She hurriedly takes off her clothes, making her completely naked.Then she walks to the table, climbs on it, and lies facing the ceiling, with her body stretched out, and exposed under the dim glow of the candlelight.Exactly where I want her.I take my time approaching her with slow, me
~FIORELLA~“Juliette, get ready for me,” I type on my phone. “I'm on my way home.”Then I press ‘send’ and put my phone into my bag.I walk majestically to my car as other colleagues clear the road for me, enter my car, ignite the engine, and drive off.My girl is waiting for me, and I can't wait to go home and have fun.~~~It takes me almost an hour to arrive home.The electric gates open, and I drive my car into the compound.The gate closes as I step out of my car.The whole environment is quiet, and why not??I stay alone in my own house…. even as a student.I walk majestically to the front door of my apartment, and open it.Then I see Juliette eagerly waiting for me.“Welcome home, Mistress,” she greets me.She's kneeling on the rug in the sitting room, facing the entrance with her head down.She dares not look at me until I say so.I stare at my twenty years old sex slave, with her dark hair falling messily on her shoulders.She's wearing a thin, net dre
~LUCAS~“Lucas…”The voice is faint and distant at first.Like it’s coming from somewhere far away… somewhere I can’t reach.“Lucas… wake up…”Something taps my cheek lightly, twice.“Lucas, please…”There’s a tremble in the voice now.My brows twitch weakly.Everything hurts.My body feels heavy… like I’m buried under something I can’t lift.“Lucas… please wake up…”The voice breaks, and something warm drops onto my face.Someone's tears.That’s what finally drags me back.Slowly… painfully… my eyes flutter open.My vision is blurry at first, everything spinning and unclear.But then… it settles, and I see her.“Stephanie…?”She’s crouched right beside me, her face pale, her eyes swollen and red, tears streaming freely down her cheeks.Relief floods her expression the moment she sees my eyes open.“Oh my God…” she breathes shakily. “Lucas…”Her hand moves to my face again, trembling as she touches me like she’s afraid I might disappear.“You’re awake…”My throat feels dry, raw.My bod
~LUCAS~That’s the first thing I feel is pain.It’s dull, and deep, like my entire body has been crushed and stitched back together wrong.Then it spreads.Every inch of me aches.My chest burns when I breathe. My ribs feel like they’re cracking all over again. My head throbs so badly it makes my vision blur even before I fully open my eyes.A weak groan slips from my lips.And slowly… painfully… I force my eyes open to see the white ceiling.The smell hits me next…sterile… cold… typical hospital.My brows knit together weakly.Hospital…?My breathing turns uneven as I blink slowly, trying to focus, trying to understand.Why… am I here?My eyes move around sluggishly, and all I see are machines and drips.And then, my heart drops when I see that I'm alone…. completely alone.Confusion flickers through me, weak but real.Because the last time….the last time I opened my eyes when I was admitted, Marcella was there.I saw her. I remember her.Her face soaked in tears… her voice shaking… c
~MARCELLA~Time passes… I don’t even know how much.The car door opens again somewhere nearby.I don’t react. I don’t move. I barely exist.But I see Daddy Vincenzo step into his car.His face is as cold as ever… unreadable… controlled.But there’s something in the way he moves.Something heavy, and something final.He must have been inside handling everything, paying Lucas’ bills, taking care of things I should have been there for.My chest tightens painfully.One by one, the engines come to life.Daddy Vincenzo drives off first.Then Daddy starts the car.And behind us, Daddy Riccardo follows.And my car…my car stays behind, parked, alone and abandoned.Like the life I’m leaving behind.Like the girl I was before all of this.“I want to go home first,” I whisper weakly, my voice barely there.Daddy glances at me for a second, and he understands.He doesn’t argue.~~~The moment I step into my apartment, everything crashes into me all at once.The silence is too loud. The air feels to
~VINCENZO~ Some minutes after Elena leaves with her friends, the doorbell starts to ring.And whoever that's ringing seems impatient as they keep pressing the bell over and over again.I groan loudly and walk to the door to open it as Riccardo and Nico don't make a move to open
~ELENA~Vincenzo's hand trails down to my thigh, lifting it slightly to his hip.“Do you want that?” He asks roughly. “Do you want us?”I should say no. I should.But what comes out of my mouth is a whisper.“Yes.”All three of them groan.“Your wish is our command, my vixen,” Ri
~ELENA~I walk toward Nico, grab him by his collar and crash my lips against his, kissing him hard and passionately.The kiss is hot, hungry…and for a moment, the kiss is all there is.Nico groans low in my throat, his hands immediately going to my waist as he pulls me clos
Pain explodes through Giacomo's skull as Nico slams him against the wall. Blood runs down his face, pooling into his mouth—metallic, hot.His ribs ache, every breath a goddamn stab.Vincenzo’s eyes are pits of rage, his fists dripping with Giacomo's blood.“You think this is over?” Vincenzo growls.







