Masuk~VANESSA~My head spun as I tried to process Bryan’s words. I stared at him, completely speechless, unable to form a single word.“So, what’s it going to be?” Bryan asked, a smirk curling on his lips. “Are you going to let me fuck you or not?”I glared at him, finally able to form words. “No! Absolutely not! That’s fucking absurd.”He shrugged. “I’m just trying to make this easier for you. You don’t really have a choice.”I froze, my stomach twisting. “Easier?” I scoffed. “You think fucking me makes this easier?”He chuckled and stepped closer, pressing his body against mine until I had barely any space to breathe.“This is the only way you walk out of here,” he said flatly. “You let me fuck you, and I forget you ever stole from the mall. Refuse, and I turn you in.”My throat tightened as I swallowed and shook my head.“You’re a psycho,” I said, meeting his gaze.Bryan’s mouth curved into a thin, knowing smile. “Call me whatever you want. I don’t care.”Tilting his head slightly, he
~VANESSA~For a second, my mind went completely blank as I stared at Bryan.Confusion, shame, and a sickening dread twisted together inside me. “What?” My voice came out louder than I meant it to.“You heard me,” Bryan said flatly. “I don’t like repeating myself.”“You’re a fucking joke if you think I’m doing that.”He moved quickly, closing the distance between us until I could smell his cologne.“You’d better do as I say,” he warned. “Otherwise, I call the police.”He pointed to the heap of jewelry on the table. “With that much evidence, you’ll end up behind bars.” His gaze locked onto mine. “And you don’t want that, do you?”I shifted my eyes to the locked door, then down at my exposed body, the reality sinking in. Even if I tried to run, it would be impossible. The door was locked, and I was completely naked.My eyes drifted back to Bryan, to the smug look on his face, then to the heap of jewelry spread across the table.The truth settled in heavily. There was no escape from t
~VANESSA~“What?” I exclaimed, my voice cracking with disbelief.“You heard me. Strip. Now.” Bryan said, his expression stern.“I can’t! Not in front of you, that’s so fucking weird!”Bryan let out a sigh, walked to the table, picked up his phone, and held it up. “Strip, or I call the police right now.”No. Not the police.I stared at Bryan, my mind racing.If I stripped, he’d see all the jewelry I’d stolen from the jewelry store. But if I didn’t, he’d call the police, and I’d go to jail—and I didn’t want that.“You have three seconds,” Bryan said. “Three… two…”“Okay! Okay, I’ll strip.”A cold, satisfied smile spread across his face. “Hurry up.”Why the fuck did he just smile?Fucking perv.My hands shook as I pulled off my jacket. Then I grabbed the hem of my shirt and yanked it over my head, letting it drop to the floor, before quickly pulling off my jeans as well.I was now standing in just my bra and panties. I froze, my heart pounding, every muscle in my body screaming at me t
~VANESSA~“Ma’am, please follow me before I involve the police,” the security guard said, stepping closer to me. He looked like he was in his late thirties. He had approached me a few minutes earlier and told me to follow him out of the mall, which I had refused.And now he was talking bullshit about involving the police.“Police?” I asked, forcing confusion onto my face. “What did I do?”“The security cameras caught you taking items from the jewelry store,” he said calmly. “Before I cause a scene, I suggest you follow me.”Shit! Those stupid cameras.I’d done my best to avoid them. So how had I been caught? Were there hidden ones? My pulse quickened as I turned and saw a few people staring at me, some shooting glares and whispering behind their hands.“Ma’am, follow me now,” the guard said firmly, “or I’ll have to drag you out and call the police.”I froze, my mind racing. I had stolen from this mall countless times, but I had never been caught. So why now?Why when my birthday
—•MEGAN•— I turn slowly onto my back, my body still trembling as I reel from the mind-blowing orgasm I just experienced. The sensation hums beneath my skin like a live wire, leaving me aching for more. Sluggishly, I turn my head to look at Christian. “Come here. Hurry up,” he says, stroking his cock. His eyes roam over my sweaty, naked body. “We don’t have all day, yunno.” Slowly, I push myself up and move to the edge of the bed, where Christian stands close, my legs trembling with every movement. I sink onto the sheets, and he moves in, standing directly in front of me. “Hold your tits together for me,” he says again. I stare at him, stunned. “Why?” “Just do it.” I lift my heavy breasts and press them together, my nipples peeking between my fingers. Christian steps closer, guiding the head of his cock to the underside of my cleavage before sliding it up into the tight channel between my breasts. “Wow,” I breathe, mesmerized as his thick cock slides in and ou
—•MEGAN•—Christian holds his cock still inside my pussy, giving me a moment to adjust to the size.“Mmhhmm! Fuck, fuck,” I gasp at the intense stretch.The pain is sharp, almost unbearable, as if my pussy is being ripped in two, and yet pleasure already coils through me, teasing my senses.After a moment, Christian begins to move, slowly thrusting his cock into my pussy, each inch stretching my pussy walls further, making me shiver and cry out.Then he pulls back, and for a heartbeat, I think he’s going to pull out completely, giving me a moment to catch myself.Relief flickers through me.But he slams his cock back in, hard and deep.“Ah!” I yelp, my body jerking with the force of it.Christian doesn’t give me a single moment to adjust or catch my breath, thrusting his cock into my pussy relentlessly and setting a brutal pace.Every inch of his cock slides inside me, stretching my pussy walls, sending sparks of searing pleasure through my body and making me shiver uncontrollably.My




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