She was at the bus stop, waiting for the bus. She waited for an hour but no bus arrived. The day was only turning out worse. Just why? She sighed in frustration and reopened her umbrella. Looks like she would have to walk on her feet. She wasn't enjoying the rain at that moment. She was the only one walking on the road in the rain. A few cars swooshed by her as she walked towards the exit of the town. Ara had planned to stay away from the town till he is here. She innocently believed that the shift of town will save her from him. For now, she had planned that she would take a lift after exiting the town and let destiny lead her.    The day drew to an end and darkness took over. She was still walking. Her town was small but right now it felt vaster than London. It wasn't coming to an end even though she was walking straight for an hour, moreover, the constant rain had slowed her speed. However, after half an hour

Ara was on pins and needles. She looked into the mirror and felt disgusted with herself. She was wearing a yellow knee-length dress. Although he had told her to wear some sexy nightdress, she went for the dress. Neither did she own such a nightie nor did she have the courage and desire. Her eyes welled up and her vision blurred as dreadful thoughts started to torment her mind. She wondered what was going to happen with her tonight. A shudder coursed down her spine as the memories of last night flashed through her mind. He was looking like a hungry beast, ready to rip and devour her. The greed in his eyes and his lewd touch had scared the shit out of her. She looked around the decorated room gloomily. She was so helpless.Her eyes every now and then darted towards the door. She would have left without turning back if that evil&

Ara shuddered slightly when Killian slowly pulled out of her slippery cunt, leaving pleasant little tingles in its wake. With a satisfied grunt, he, ribbon after ribbon, spilled his hot thick semen onto her shimmering stomach. Ara, dazed and overspent, remained motionless under his weight as he dirtied her with his release. He was breathing heavily and so was Ara. Thrice he took her, pounded into her like a fucking animal. Many times she whimpered and begged for his mercy but he didn't stop, not because he wanted to punish her, but because he just couldn't. He just couldn't stop thrusting into her and make her come again and again till she lost her voice. She was so fucking addictive.   With his hooded gaze, he stared down at Ara. For a second he forgot breathing. She was damped with sw

He got down on his one knee and gently held her soft feet in his hand. Ara turned rigid. He brought his face nearer and ran the tip of his fingers along the curve of her feet. She clutched tightly at the bread spread as his touch felt ticklish. His thumb moved repeatedly on the top of her big toe where a scar was sitting."What happened here?" he asked intrigued, as his thumb stroked the scar in a very smooth manner."Huh?" she opened her eyes "There is a scar here," he gently pressed his thumb on the mark. "I.I got it when I was a child.......I fell while playing," a soft smile tugged over his lips. He caressed the scar tenderly before bending and pressing hi

She was too embarrassed to make eye contact with Jenna. So she spun around and started cleaning dishes until Angela announced that she was done. Ara hastily picked her and rushed out of the kitchen. Jenna didn't bother her as she knew what hell she was going through. A soft knock on her door broke her from her reverie. . It was too early for him to come back home. Her fearful eyes latched onto the door as it drew open. His frantic heartbeat slowed down when Jenna emerged from behind the door. It is only after that she let her body relax. Jenna gave her a small smile before coming in. Ara knew why she was here and she couldn't help but feel awkward. Her cheeks tinted red with embarrassment. She must be thinking so horrible of her. "How are you?"&nbs