ログインElena’s POV
I followed Damien into the main Board chamber that evening with my stomach in knots. The candles burned low and cast long shadows across the stone walls. Several masked members sat in their circle including Victoria who watched me with a cold smile. The ceremonial chair stood empty in the center like it waited for something terrible. Damien’s hand felt tense on my lower back as we stopped before them. The tall leader stood up and spoke in a clear commanding voice. “Elena, your training has reached its peak. The Velvet Board has decided to auction you permanently to the highest member or share you among us. Your talent and beauty make you valuable. Damien must choose tonight. Release you to the group or lose his position with us.” My heart stopped for a moment. I turned to Damien with wide shocked eyes. “Daddy, tell me this is not true,” I said in a trembling voice. “You cannot let them auction me like property. I thought you cared for me. We have something real now.” Damien’s face looked pained but he kept his voice steady. “The Board demands loyalty above all, Elena. They see you as a shared asset now. If I refuse they will take you anyway and punish me. This is their final test for both of us.” The leader nodded and added more pressure. “Choose wisely, Voss. Surrender her temporarily for the auction and keep your power. Or fight us and lose everything including her safety. Her mother’s care depends on your decision too.” I stepped forward with tears in my eyes. “You cannot do this to me. I am not an object to pass around. Damien please fight for us. I told you I am falling for you. Do not let them break what we have.” My voice cracked with real pain as I looked at him desperately. Damien pulled me close and held me tight against his chest. The members watched silently. “I hate this choice, little artist,” he whispered against my hair. “But if I surrender you for one night it buys us time. I will find a way to keep you with me after. Trust me one more time.” Victoria laughed softly from her seat. “He will choose power like always, girl. Men like him never change for pets.” Her words stung but I ignored her and focused on Damien. “Please do not give me away even temporarily,” I begged while tears fell. “I need you to choose me fully.” Damien kissed me hard in front of everyone. His mouth claimed mine with desperation and love mixed together. The Board murmured in approval at the show of emotion. “Take her now, Damien,” the leader ordered. “Show us your submission to the decision. Claim her one last time before the auction begins.” Damien nodded with heavy eyes and led me to the ceremonial chair. He sat down and pulled me onto his lap facing him. “This feels like goodbye even if temporary,” I whispered as I straddled him. “I love you, Damien. Not just Daddy but the man behind the mask.” I sank down onto his thick cock slowly and moaned at the deep connection. Our eyes stayed locked as I started to ride him with raw emotion. Damien gripped my hips hard and thrust up to meet me. “I care for you more than I should, Elena. This tears me apart but I must protect us both.” His voice sounded rough with pain. He fucked me desperately while the Board watched. Each thrust felt powerful and full of everything we could not say. The chair creaked under us as our bodies moved together. “It hurts knowing they might take me,” I gasped between moans. “But right now I feel only you inside me. Deep and real.” Damien kissed my neck and breasts while speeding up his movements. Sweat covered our skin despite the cool chamber air. “You are mine no matter what they say,” he growled with high emotion. “Feel how hard I take you. Remember this when they try to share you.” His cock drove deep and possessive. I rocked faster on him and dug my nails into his shoulders. The raw physicality mixed with our feelings made everything intense and heartbreaking. The leader spoke from the side. “Good display of surrender, Voss. She responds beautifully to you. The auction will bring high offers.” His words made me ride Damien even harder with angry passion. “Do not listen to them, Daddy,” I cried out. “Stay with me in this moment. I am yours completely.” Damien flipped us so I sat on the edge of the chair and he stood between my legs. He pounded into me with desperate force. “I am falling too, Elena. Harder than I ever planned.” His thrusts shook my whole body while tears mixed with pleasure on my face. The emotion made the sex feel like our last stand together. I wrapped my legs around him tightly and met every slam. “Cum inside me and mark me as yours,” I begged loudly. “Even if they auction me tomorrow I will remember this love.” Damien groaned with deep feeling and rubbed my clit fast. Pleasure exploded through me in strong waves as I came hard around him. He followed right after with a raw cry and filled me with hot thick cum. We held each other tightly afterward breathing fast. The Board clapped lightly but it felt distant to me. Damien kissed my forehead with gentle care despite the raw claiming. “You did well,” the leader said. “The temporary surrender is accepted. The auction starts at midnight tomorrow. Prepare her, Damien.” Damien helped me dress with shaky hands and led me out of the chamber. In the hallway he pulled me into a tight hug. “I will find a way to stop this,” he promised softly. “Stay strong for me, little artist. I cannot lose you.” I nodded against his chest but doubt filled my heart. Back in my room alone I checked my phone with fear. A new message waited with auction details and photos of me from the ritual. But the final line made my blood freeze. “Damien has already agreed to the full transfer. The surrender was not temporary. Enjoy your last night, pet. The Board owns you now.” Tears streamed down my face as I stared at the screen. Had Damien betrayed me after all? Or was this another Board trick? I looked toward the door wondering if the man I loved had just sold me to save himself. The confrontation had reached its peak and my future hung by a thread. What would tomorrow really bring?Lila’s POVI lay on the big bed with my body still shaking from the powerful orgasm Victor had given me. His warm cum leaked slowly from my used pussy and made the sheets wet underneath me. The ocean waves crashed outside the windows but inside the villa everything felt hot and heavy. Alex and Ryan stood over me with their hard cocks in their hands. They stroked themselves while looking down at my naked body with dark hunger.“Stay right there, cheating wife,” Alex said with a rough voice. “We are going to mark you properly now.” He aimed his cock at my chest and stroked faster. Hot sticky cum shot across my tits and stomach in thick ropes. The feeling was warm and dirty. I gasped softly as another load landed on my chin and lips.Ryan moved closer and groaned loudly. “Open your mouth a little more.” His cum sprayed over my face and dripped down onto my breasts. Some landed on my thighs too. I felt completely covered and used. “Look at her,” Ryan said with satisfaction. “She is painte
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Sophia’s POV I lay on the bed still shaking from the intense orgasms Marcus had forced from me. My wrists stayed tied to the bedposts and my body felt sore and used. Cum leaked from my pussy onto the sheets. The storm continued outside with heavy rain and thunder that matched the wild beating of my heart. Damien stepped closer from the shadows. His eyes looked dark and full of hunger as he stared at my exhausted form. Marcus pulled out of me completely and smirked. “Look at her, Damien. She fought so hard but she broke nicely for me. Now it is your turn. The game is not over yet. My friend wants his turn too.” Damien smiled slowly and started removing his clothes. “She looks perfect like this. Sweaty and ready for more. You really did a number on her, Marcus.” I tried to catch my breath and glared at both of them. “You two are unbelievable,” I said in a weak but angry voice. “I already gave in to him. Is this what you call a fair game? Untie me now.” Damien climbed onto the bed an
Sophia’s POV Marcus kept rubbing the thick head of his cock against my soaked entrance. I stayed on all fours with my wrists tied to the bedposts and my ass high in the air. My body burned with need after all the teasing but my mind still fought him hard. “Stop playing games and fuck me or get off me,” I growled through clenched teeth. “You are nothing but a rich tease, Marcus.” He laughed low and dark behind me. “You still have that mouth on you. Time to fix that.” Without any warning he slammed his thick fat cock deep into my soaked pussy in one brutal thrust. The sudden stretch made me cry out loud. Pain shot through me but it quickly mixed with intense pleasure. “Fuck, you are so big,” I gasped as he filled me completely. “It hurts but do not stop.” Marcus gripped my hips hard and started pounding me with raw force. Each thrust felt violent and deep. The sound of our bodies slapping together mixed with the thunder outside. “You feel how tight you are around me?” he said roughl
Elena’s POVI arranged my brushes and paints in the studio that afternoon when Damien entered with a serious look on his face. Sunlight streamed through the windows and highlighted the large empty canvas on the main easel. My heart skipped as I saw him carry a special wooden modeling platform into
Elena’s POVThe sound of thunder woke me suddenly when the mattress dipped beside me. Damien’s warm hand touched my shoulder and shook me gently. My eyes opened to darkness broken only by flashes of lightning.“Wake up, little artist,” he said in a low commanding voice. “It is time for your midnigh
Elena’s POVI stepped into the bright studio the next morning with my brushes ready. Sunlight poured through the tall windows and lit up the blank canvases. My body still felt sore from last night with the Velvet Board. I tried to focus on my work but thoughts of those masked faces kept returning.
Elena’s POVI followed Damien down the narrow stairs to the lower levels of the mansion, my heart beating fast in my chest. The air grew cooler and heavier as we descended. My short black dress barely covered my thighs, and I felt exposed already. Damien’s hand stayed firm on my lower back, guiding







