All Chapters of Sin-hub: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ISLA’S POV‘Sex is overrated. Get fucked and see it’s nothing but pain and shame.’ Wren, my childhood’s bestie's voice bangs in my head, coupled with the memories of Arlo and me beneath the sheets, sweaty, panting. We just had our first real sex, except it felt boring…“Bonnie?” My father’s voice breaks through my thoughts, jerking me back to reality, and how I’m stupidly in front of sex toys!Fuck! “Bonnie?” He calls out again, his voice soft with worry. I spin around but don't immediately see him. He’s lost behind long rows of machinery in the old county supermarket. Sure no one is watching, I grab a purple portable dildo, bury it underneath the packs of groceries in my basket, before dashing towards his voice. “Over here,” I gulp dryly and hurry in his direction as I make several attempts to hide the awkwardness on my face. I just slipped a dildo in my cart!I just slipped a fucking dildo in my cart!“Bonnie,” his sweet smile rocks his lips and he stretches a hand to cup my fac

ISLA’S POVThe clock strikes 9, and my dad is yet to return. I crawl out of bed, having dozed off after my mischief hours ago. The night sky seeped in through the narrow openings of the window blind. I'm in my room, a little cozy space Uncle Kay swore he’d keep for just me, a promise that made his little cousin blush. Letting the grin spread across my face, I stroll to the window, silently watching the busy city from my comfort. My ringing phone on the bedstead distracts me. It's my dad. “Hey, Bonnie.” His smooth voice fills the room, and exhaustion sits at the back of it. “I know you’ve missed me.”I smile. Too used to my dad, I know what’s coming next: a bunch of excuses.“I’m sorry love, I got caught up in so much.” He exhales sharply. I picture him palm his face. Being a software developer steals him away from us, and most times, I wonder if mum was ever his first love. “It’s okay.” I whisper and pull away from the window. “It's already getting late, can I come get you tomor

Uncle Kay’s cock slips in my pussy, splitting my senses in half. I feel blood rush down my head, feel my shoulder ache from the bizarre position. I groan, hands grabbing the arms of my seat to steady myself. “Honey, you’re so tight…” His tone deepens, muscles contract as he pulls out a bit and slams in. Half of his length drives in, the force at which he pumps into me causes the extra length to swell over the entrance of my cunt. “Ah, fuck… my fucking pussy…” I moan, burning with intense heat. His cock pulls out again, leaving this tickling sensation on my skin. The way he pulls out, lets my cunt recover for a millisecond, before filling me up is insane. “Yess…” I bite my bottom lip till I taste my own blood. I can't keep up with breathing steadily, not when his cock circles inside of me in a smooth circle. FUCK! “Oh, god…” I pin my back on the leather, thrusting my pussy for more destruction. He laughs, his pretty grey eyes on my boobs that roll up my chest, hanging down my ne

ISLA’S POVThe metallic click of freedom makes me let out a soft sigh as the cuff around my leg comes off. My legs feel stiff for a moment, still used to being bound. I look down at my ankle to see it’s reddish and a bit swollen from the tantrums. Uncle Kay moves over to the other side and uncuffs my other leg. “Hmmm,” I groan, feeling subtle vibrations tingle around the red areas. “You’re bruised, honey.” He whispers regrettably as if he isn't the perpetrator. I just stay still, waiting for him to release my hands, and he does. The first comes off, letting my fatigued hands fall flat on the bed, then the second.Oh… damn!Before now, I never really rated my free will. I'm about to scoot over and curl up like a baby when his big hand palms the back of my head, thrusting my messy hair in my face as a result. I face him, my lips feeling heavy from his intense kisses. A biting sensation lingers around the nape of my neck. It's hard to find a spot on my body that is spared from his b

HARPER’S POV“He’s right,” I brush tears off my chin. “I’m a complete loser.”“Uh…” Savannah rolls her big eyes, almost poking me through the screen. We’re on a video call. At first, I just wanted to sob my day off, but her non-stop call wouldn't let me. It’s past 10 PM, I’m back home, after getting out of the hotel like their fave and I are cool. Thirty minutes later, a press release from Caleb’s official media account states we’ve broken up! My phone has been blowing up with notifications, and it's the same reason Savannah called.“Fucking Mason doesn't make you a loser.” She finishes her sentence. “Jeez, Savy!” I let out a shaky sob. “Can you be serious?” The tears don't stop rolling. “I’m twenty-five. Broke and 25.” She makes a face and slaps a hand over her mouth as if hiding something. “Reminds me of myself. I’m only rich in dicks.” I let out a loud laugh, unable to ignore her humor. Savannah is like the sweet relief in our crew, the life of the party, less-ambitious yet an