Akbar V Sextape Novels & Stories

He was acting just like them or worse. I shivered from the memories of all my encounters with Ventura, and realized falling into his hands would definitely be worse. “Fūck,” he hissed under his breath before joining me on the couch and pulling out the clear bag with white powder that he had received earlier out of his pocket. *Alberto’s POV*

"What the fuck, V? This is your doing?" "The video? Yes. I hacked your building's feed weeks ago, Lara, saw the gifts Kian left, watched you touch yourself with that blindfold, then last night..." Her gaze raked over Lara's body, lingering on the bruises, the swollen nipples. "I couldn't resist sharing a teaser. Abuja's elite love a good scandal."

My back leans against the door while I wait for who ever was talking to leave, my hands searched for light switch, I finally switch it on as the light brighten up the place. There was a laptop open down, I stride over the laptop and looked it up, there were weird folders and I looked them up. In those folder there were names of different girls I clicked on few of them, they were either taped being raped or their nudes were on display. Meaning who ever hurt Aubrey, this isn't his first or likely going to be his last. I felt sick to my stomach instantly, I logged out from them and saw the last one from Aubrey and it was the same thing, there was a last video of her begging for her videos not t

I tossed another hundred dollar note, and he did the same thing–picked it and shoved it into his pocket. After a few contemplative minutes, he dropped his hand to his desk, pulled a drawer marked ‘Pry’ and slapped the file disk on the table. “What's inside?” I asked, curiously examining the disk. “It is the most private video of Priya Hart, doing nasty things like f*ck*n' the man who was termed as the champion of monster d*ck. Of all the girls, she managed to swallowed his endless twenty-two-inch d*ck into her p*ssy. Until now, no other girl has ever hit her record.” he explained.

] My hand froze over the screen. That nickname… Fucking weird. But what was weirder? The contact was pinned to the top. The phone buzzed again. This time, it was a picture. I shouldn’t look. This was Maya’s business. But my eyes were already locked on the screen. The photo showed a set of black lace lingerie. So sheer it was almost transparent. Next to it… My face burned. Things I’d only seen in movies. Bondage gear. My heart pounded. Maya was into…

The more she read, the more she realized she was stepping into a world far more dangerous—and enticing—than she’d ever imagined. Emma stared at her laptop screen, the glow casting shadows on her face as she scrolled through article after article about Nathan Blackwood. His name seemed to dominate every headline, each one more sensational than the last. Ruthless Businessman. Seducer of Women. The Man Who Always Gets What He Wants. Her stomach churned, but she couldn’t look away.

I let him have it. “You shared our sex tape with your boys, didn’t you? Laughing about how emotional I am, how I’m always ‘too much,’ making fun of me behind my back while you were supposed to be my safe place. Then you come crawling back sorry? Save that weak shit for someone who still gives a fuck.” His face twisted. “Wait… how did you— Aby, have you found someone else already?”

* He pressed the heels of his hands against his eyes, breathing ragged. His phone buzzed sharply on the desk. Leon dragged himself up on shaky arms and crawled over. The anonymous chat was open. Anonymous:** Times up. His stomach dropped. The countdown had hit zero while he was lost in pleasure. Leon’s fingers trembled as he opened the video file—the new one. It was longer. Filthier. He had shown everything: his face twisted in ecstasy, his hole stretched and greedy, his cock spurting while he begged Aaron’s name like a whore. There was no hiding from it. No pretending it was just reluctant submission.

Vicky's torturous days are starting from this. •In the one of KASHYAP's basement:-• "Scream…. Scream..... You bastard! How dare you touch my Pashika. She is mine. My wife …" Arjun's voice boomed into the basement. *Aaah aah* Vicky was screaming. He screamed to spare him, but no, now the beast was awakened. “You kidnapped her. You tortured her. You hit her. Furthermore, you tried to snatch her purity", Arjun Kashyap aka Beast beat Vicky with an iron rod.

I stared, speechless. “Do you like it?” Alessandro’s voice was a soft murmur in my ear. Tears blurred my vision. Two months ago, I’d told Rex that my ultimate romantic fantasy was a grand gesture, especially fireworks. He’d sworn he would give me the most beautiful fireworks show I’d ever seen. The man who’d made the promise was a lie. But the man who’d kept it was the mysterious Don standing next to me. The past and present collided, and a bitter sorrow filled my heart.