All Chapters of His Terms, My Surrender: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Theo’s mother guided me through the grand room, her arm still linked with mine. Her warmth and cheerfulness were a sharp contrast to Theo’s cold demeanor. I felt out of place, but her enthusiasm made it a little easier to follow her lead.“This party is full of interesting people,” she said with a bright smile. “You must meet them all. After all, you’re part of the family now.”Part of the family? The thought made me uneasy, but I nodded politely, not wanting to upset her. She stopped by a small group of elegantly dressed women, their laughter light and practiced.“Ladies,” Theo’s mother said, her voice commanding attention. “This is my son’s lovely girlfriend.”The women turned their sharp eyes toward me, their smiles polite but curious. “Oh, isn’t she charming?” one of them said, her tone slightly condescending.I forced a smile, feeling the weight of their judgment. “It’s nice to meet you,” I said quietly.One of the women, a tall blonde with a sharp smile, tilted her head slightly

Theo’s mother beamed at me, giving my hand a gentle pat. “Okay, Mija,” she said, her voice light and cheerful. “Enough with the heartfelt moments for now. I think it’s time for me to cut my cake. Come on, let’s head downstairs.”I nodded quickly, relieved to shift the attention away from me. “Of course,” I said, stepping to the side to let her lead the way. I slipped the envelope discreetly into the pocket of my dress as she turned toward the stairs.She glanced back at me with a warm smile. “I can’t wait to see everyone’s faces when they see how beautiful you look in the full set. You’re practically glowing.”I followed her down the grand staircase, my heart still pounding. The party sounds grew louder with each step, the hum of voices and soft music filtering through the air. I forced myself to focus, pushing the mystery of the note to the back of my mind—for now.As we reached the bottom of the stairs, the crowd turned to us, and Theo’s mother raised her arms in delight. “Everyone,

I screamed, "Please no!" but Theo just laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement."I've been so generous to you, Sofia," he slurred, his voice dripping with malice. "I've been so generous and now it's time for you to do my bidding. Play your fucking role as my pet."I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. "No, Theo, please. Don't make me do this."But Theo just chuckled, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light. "You'll do exactly as I say, Sofia," he growled, his voice low and menacing."Or else."Theo's face twisted into a mean smile as he moved closer to me. His breath was hot on my skin, making me shiver.He started kissing my stomach, his lips touching my skin in a way that made me feel sick. I tried to move away, but I was tied down.Theo's lips moved down my body, his tongue touching my skin. I felt a wave of disgust wash over me as he reached the sensitive area between my legs.His hands grabbed my hips, holding me in place. I felt like I was going to throw up, my stoma

Thirty minutes later, Theo finally finished, cumming inside me with a grunt of satisfaction. He pulled out, his sin stick slick with blood and cum, and began to dress himself calmly, as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.He walked out of the room, leaving me still tied to the bed, my body throbbing with pain and humiliation. I lay there, helpless and exposed, feeling like a discarded toy.Five minutes later, one of Theo's men entered the room, his eyes scanning the scene before him. I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me as he took in my nudity, the cum dripping out of my pussy. He looked away, his expression neutral, and began to untie me.As the ropes fell away and the metal nipple clamp removed from my boobs, I felt a sense of relief, but it was quickly replaced by shame and humiliation. I could not walk due to the pain and everything. The man wrapped with a blanket and carried my back to my room and placed me on the bed before turning to leave and locking the door.

Theo’s grip on my arm remained firm as we moved past Diego. His demeanor was cold, unyielding, and completely composed. There was a sense of superiority in every movement he made, a deliberate control that left no room for defiance. Diego’s gaze lingered on us, his expression a mix of curiosity and calculated menace, but Theo wasn’t fazed.Without another word, Theo led me toward a hidden section of the grand suite—a door I hadn’t noticed before. It was expertly disguised, seamlessly blending into the opulence of the room. Theo pressed his hand against it, revealing the entrance. The door slid open smoothly, revealing a dimly lit, private room beyond.The moment we stepped inside, the air felt thick—choking almost. The scent of cigars and cigarettes hung heavy, mixing with the faint aroma of whiskey and cologne. The walls were lined with leather armchairs and dark wood panels, creating an atmosphere of exclusivity and power.At the center of the room, several men—each resembling figur