Todos os capítulos de THE ART OF SINS: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Story 12: Taken by the Mafia Triplets Chapter 4: By the end of the first week I was completely broken. The triplets had turned me into their perfect little fuck doll. I no longer fought. I no longer pretended I didn’t want it. Every time they touched me, my body betrayed me instantly — pussy dripping, nipples hard, ass clenching around whatever plug or cock they decided to put there. That night they decided it was time to push me even further. They carried me to the living room of the penthouse. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows showed the entire glittering city below, but all I could focus on was the wide leather couch and the three identical alphas staring at me like hungry wolves. I was naked, freshly showered but already wet again. The thickest plug they owned was still buried deep in my ass, stretching me constantly. Luca sat on the couch first and pulled me onto his lap facing him. He didn’t say a word — he just lined up his thick cock and sank me down onto it in one smo

Chapter 2 The air in the guest room felt thick and heavy the second David closed the door behind him and sat on the edge of the bed with his hand still resting on my knee under the covers and I could feel every slow circle his thumb was tracing on my skin like it was sending little shocks straight up my thigh. My heart was pounding so hard I was sure he could hear it and I kept thinking about how wrong this was because he was Sarah’s dad and I had known him since I was a kid but right now with the way his eyes were locked on mine and the front of his gray sweatpants already stretching out from how hard he was getting I could not make myself pull away. He murmured my name again low and rough like he was fighting himself and I whispered back that I had been thinking about him for years even when I was with my ex and that sometimes late at night I would touch myself imagining what it would feel like if he ever looked at me the way he was looking at me now. David let out a shaky breath

Chapter 4 The evening stretched out longer than any other I could remember with Sarah laughing and chatting through dinner like she always did but every word she said felt like it was pressing down on the secret burning between me and her dad and I could barely taste the food on my plate because my mind kept replaying the way David had looked at me across the table all day with that quiet promise in his eyes that tonight he was finally going to take me completely. Sarah had decided to stay in after all saying she was tired from the trip and wanted an early night which should have made me relieved but instead it twisted my stomach with nerves because now the house was too quiet and every creak of the floorboards felt like it could wake her up and ruin everything we had started. I helped clear the dishes trying to act normal while David brushed past me in the kitchen his hand sliding over my lower back in a way that sent heat straight down between my legs and I had to press my thighs t

Chapter 1: Wedding Night Deflowering The wedding was beautiful. Everyone said so. White flowers, crystal chandeliers, a long white dress that made me look like a princess. My father was proud. The guests clapped when I walked down the aisle toward my new husband, Alessandro Rossi — the most feared man in the city. But I wasn’t marrying for love. I was the payment. My family owed the Rossi mafia millions. Instead of money, they gave them me — their innocent 19-year-old daughter, still a virgin, promised as Alessandro’s bride. The reception ended late. When the last guests left, Alessandro took my hand and led me upstairs to the honeymoon suite in his private mansion. His two younger brothers, Marco and Luca, followed close behind. They were identical in build — tall, dark, dangerous — and they watched me with the same hungry eyes as my new husband. The moment the heavy bedroom door closed, the mask dropped. Alessandro turned to me, his voice low and rough. “Take off the dress,

Chapter 3: Ruined Bride Dripping Cum The video played on the big screen in the living room. It showed me on my wedding night — innocent white dress being ripped off, legs spread wide, screaming as Alessandro took my virginity in one brutal thrust. Then Marco and Luca joining in, all three of them using me like a cheap whore while I moaned and came over and over. I sat on the couch between the triplets, completely naked, legs forced wide open by their hands. Thick streams of fresh cum leaked steadily from my ruined pussy and ass onto the leather beneath me. My belly was still slightly swollen from the loads they had pumped into me all morning. Alessandro had his arm around my shoulders, fingers lazily playing with one of my sore nipples. Marco’s hand rested on my inner thigh, occasionally sliding up to push two fingers into my sloppy cunt and stir the mess around. Luca held the remote, pausing the video on the moment where both Alessandro and Marco had their cocks buried in my pus