All Chapters of 365 Days Of Pleasure: Please Me!: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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My mind reboots, his words sparking a mix of fear and fascination in me. My eyes flutter open, locking onto Luca's. His gaze, however, burns with intensity. His pupils dilate and he lets out a groan. He lets his fingers move in and out of me, stroking my inner walls. My mind goes into overdrive. I feel herself getting lost in the sensation. My body can’t help but to respond to his touch. I rock my waist in rhythm to his movements, urging him to invade deeper. My thoughts dissolve into a haze of pleasure. My hips sway, synchronized with Luca's probing fingers. This action actually urges Luca to pump his fingers deeper into my insides. Luca reaches up, his impatient hands tearing my blouse open. The force tugs down my strapless bra, exposing my full round breasts. The biting air hits my exposed skin, heightening my sensitivity. Impatience runs high and his mouth quickly claims my nipple. Being under his mercy, under his control should’ve raised alarms in my head. Ho

Duty Calls

I collapse into Luca’s chest, panting from my intense release. Luca gazes at the ceiling, his stare lost amidst the red cave lights looking down at him. His chest rises and falls gently, lulling me into his calm embrace. Luca’s fingertips graze my skin, tracing my thighs to my buttocks. He rubs the bruised surface, earning a wince from me. “Does it hurt?”, he asks, still rubbing the spot to soothe the throbbing sensation. I nod subtly into his chest, a tear running down my cheek as memories of the torture flood back into my head. “Good..that should teach you”, he mutters, his warm breath tickling my ears. He pushes himself up from his seat, the chair grunting as he does so. My trembling hands fly to his neck, clinging on for dear life. Luca’s hands encircle around my waist to keep me in place. He presses a gentle kiss on my earlobe before gently placing me down. His cock slips out of my womanhood, letting cum trickle down my thighs. My trembling legs settl

Office Drama

I navigate my way through the hallways, my heels clicking on the polished marble floor. The sound echoes through the hushed hallways, earning me subtle questioning glances. I wonder why everyone’s attention is directed towards me. I’m suddenly self aware of my appearance, a vulnerable feeling descending on me. Glancing down, all the answers to my questions stare right up into my face. It’s my new outfit – a sleek black dress that hugs my curves perfectly. The fabric’s soft texture swooshes against my legs as I move. No wonder everyone is staring at me; my transformation is stark. They’re wondering how I’m able to do that. But most importantly, why? A faint ache lingers on my buttocks, a throbbing reminder of the abuse they had gone through. And my trembling knees threaten to buckle underneath me. However, I employ my professional instincts. I square up my shoulders, adopting a confident stride as I ignore my colleagues’ judging looks. As I waddle through the numerous cor

Disrupted Plans

3RD PERSON’S POV Luca's gaze settles on Stella, his face yielding a strange look of calmness. Stella's eyes, filled with desperation and an urge to redeem herself, lock onto his. She shakes her head, her dark hair rustling against her cheeks. "No, it was an accident," she whispers, her voice cracking. Tears cling to her lashes, threatening to spill. Her lips quiver, and she struggles to bring her shaky hands to rest. Luca's expression maintains his nonchalant demeanor. However, you can tell from his narrowed eyes that he’s not fully convinced about the whole situation. Unexpectedly, Rachel pulls herself up from the floor. At this point, she’s been wailing non-stop, increasing poor Stella’s worries. She’s playing the victim card to perfection. Rachel throws herself into Luca’s arms, her hands flying around his neck. She buries her face in his waistcoat, drenching the material in salty tears. Luca’s eyes widen in shock, his cold exterior wavering for a moment. Her glanc

Love Triangle

3RD PERSON’S POV Luca trudges briskly through the hallways, dragging Stella after himself. She trails after him struggling to keep. Unlike Luca, her strides are relatively smaller, leaving big gaps between them. His grip only tightens when a whine tears through her. A warning that that must not be repeated. Quietly, she lets him pull her through through the door. He pushes her forward, the door closing behind them with a soft click. Stella stumbles, the sound of her heels dull against the fluffy carpet. Stella regains her balance, whipping her head to lock eyes with him in disbelief. That push was uncalled for but Stella is yet to know the reason behind his rage. She wipes away non existent dirt from her dress, taking slow steady breaths to calm her racing heart. Luca paces around the room, his tongue poking his cheeks to contain his anger. Stella has never seen him to visibly disturbed about anything before. It scares her a bit. She saunters closer to him, her hands

Trouble In Paradise

I settle into my new office, the serene atmosphere enveloping me in comfort. The scent of fresh wood and paper fills my nostrils as I run my finger over the sleek desk. Upon arrival into the room, I have long forgotten the essence of my handbag. The poor things lays sprawled somewhere in the lone sofa in the office. I sink into the soft leather chair behind my desk, spinning around. My stomach warms with a thrill of excitement as I gaze out the window at the city skyline. It’s funny how I’ve been up and down the same hallway more than I can count. But I’ve never noticed the subtle seam in the wall, expertly camouflaged to blend with the surrounding paneling. It’s as if the door doesn't exist. You can’t blame me. Usually when I walk by, my eyes just brush over the hallway. I play with the chair's adjustable arms, lost in my thoughts. The silence is soothing, a welcome relief from the morning's chaos. Suddenly, the wall by my desk slides open with a soft whoosh. My heart leaps

Sketches And Surprises

I don't flinch, my attention fixed on the printer room. It doesn’t seem like he’s going to let me be anytime soon. And I know I’m playing a dangerous game but I just do no want to lose my focus. Luca's eyes narrow, intrigued by my snobbish self. He trails behind me silently, observing as insert the drive into the computer and begin to navigate through my files. The printer hums to life, spewing out vibrant colors and intricate designs onto various thin sheets of paper. I scrutinize each page, my eyes scanning for any signs of flaws. "Stella?", he calls out to me again. Luca clears his throat, the low rumble breaking the silence. I remain engrossed in my prints, grabbing a pencil nearby to scratch notes on a piece of paper. He scans the area, his gaze sweeping across the handful of employees lounging nearby. They exchange sneaky glances, their eyes darting towards Luca before hastily dropping to the floor. A faint flush spreads across their cheeks, a deepen

Random

“Who did this?", I demand, my voice trembling. I clench my fists, lips quivering with rage as my eyes sweep over the faces in the room. Their solemn eyes stare back at me and they murmur within themselves. Except for Rachel. She and her entourage erupt into mocking laughter, their cackles echoing through the room. I grit my teeth, fuming as their voices pierce through my heart. Their gleeful faces confirm my suspicions – they're the culprits. I swallow the lump in throat and drag my feet towards the mess. My eyes scan the devastation. My carefully crafted project, once a meticulous stack, now lies in shambles. Papers scatter everywhere, some torn, others crumpled. And then, I spot it—my pen drive, once my security blanket, now lay on the floor, crushed beyond recognition. A wave of panic washes over me. All my work is gone. The ideas came randomly, they don’t come twice. I had so much hope for this project. Now, my first steps have been crushed completely. I hadn't save

Alternative

As I turn again, Luca stands before me, his piercing gaze locking onto mine. He’s towering over me, my eye level barely reaching past his his chest. His sudden presence makes me gasp, but I dare not step back from him. He's just inches away. I could feel his warm breath dancing across my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I look up at him, meeting his fierce eyes. The dark irises seem to darken into a reddish brown. My heart rams against my chest in a frenzy. His voice drops to an octane lower, sending tremors through my core. Gosh, I hope he doesn’t see me trembling. "You think you can just walk away from me?", he asks, his soft lips grazing my ear. I tense up under his touch, a spark of electricity flying through my veins. “I'll never let you go,", he whispers. “Even if you beg me to” My heart beat picks up its pace, indecisive on whether to feel fear or desire within me. My knees begin to wobble underneath me. I rub my sweaty palms together to distract myself, fee

In Jail

I sit in the cold, sterile interrogation room, thinking to myself. How can I explain how I have Luca's card? That he, my boss, a renowned public figure, willingly gave it to me? To add to my problems, I only realize at this point that I didn’t have his number. To at least call and confirm my truth. I panic, chewing on my nails. The police officer's words still echo in my mind. When I had asked them if I couldn’t provide proof, what’ll happen. “You're going to jail. And there’s no way to explain it because you’re a thief”, he says with a sarcastic smile. My thoughts drift to Sandy, lying in the hospital. Just waiting to be operated on. How will that be done without payment. How will I save her now? Tears prick at my eyes as I'm led to a cell. The metal door clangs shut behind me. I cradle my hoodie, laying on my side, facing the damp wall. Tears willingly fall from my eyes, dripping onto the concrete floor. I feel so useless and so hopeless. I thought everything would final

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