Claire Stone Nip Slip Novels & Stories

Claire’s pulse slowed instead of quickening, her mind sharpening as every piece of her vision fell into place with terrifying clarity, unfolding exactly as it had before. Ivy brushed past her casually. “Oh, Claire,” she said sweetly, her tone dripping with false concern, “you should really try to look happier tonight.” Her hand flicked lightly, and a fine dust settled onto Claire’s dress. Lust Dust. Claire didn’t react. She didn’t flinch, didn’t even change the rhythm of her breathing. Ivy walked away smiling to herself, completely unaware that her plan had already failed. Claire’s lips curved slightly as she watched her go.

“I want you dripping and aching when we bring out the toys. You’re going to stay right on this edge until I decide you’ve earned it.” Lily’s hips kept moving, shamelessly, seeking the friction Claire was deliberately denying. Tears of frustration slipped from the corners of her eyes even as her soaked cunt clenched around Claire’s fingers. Elena smiled…

Claire “You haven’t told me what I want to hear, Mrs. Claire. Do you want to be punished again?” he asked, his fingers never slowing, circling my clit with cruel, perfect pressure. “Just kiss me,” I pleaded, my voice small and desperate, trembling on the edge of breaking. He scoffed, the sound low and mocking in my ear. “You’re one stubborn woman, Mrs. Claire. I’ll break you piece by piece until there’s nothing left but the truth.”

I wanted to snap and tell them the truth, but I swallowed my words. One little rant couldn't possibly tell them the enormity of my pain and suffering. Every smile in that room felt fake, thin masks hiding rot beneath. The air grew suffocating. I needed to breathe. Just as I reached the stairs, Meredith followed me. She wore an elegant gown, lips curled in a venomous smile, eyes glittering with malice. "Just because everyone's stroking your ego doesn't mean you've won. Samuel wouldn't have married you if George hadn't threatened him with the inheritance. You're a replacement, and a defective one at that. You have no right to be his partner!"

I took a few more sips of my drink, and started down the stairs. As if he appeared out of thin air, Declan popped up next to me, and offered his hand. “I told you I wouldn’t let anything bad happen to you if you had a few drinks. That includes not letting you fall down the stairs.” The fading moonlight twinkled in his eye as he spoke. “NEMI! WHERE ARE YOU?” Vic practically shouted from the patio. I shook my head, and sighed. I waved my hand, so she could see where we were at. “Great, here comes drunk Vic.” I said to Declan. He shrugged, and seemed amused. “ARE YOU READY TO GO?” She yelled down at me. I ignored her, determined to not let her ruin the evening. She scoffed, and went back into t

Spike proceeded to tape Clara’s mouth but didn’t expect her to be awake. She bit down hard on his hand, inflicting so much pain that he slapped her across the face, dislodging her blindfold enough so she could see through the bottom. Clara kicks Spike between his thighs, rendering him immobile for a few minutes. Enough time for Clara to bring the hands tied behind her back under her knees. She had to bring them in front of her, making it easier to get out of the zip ties that bound them together.

He practically barked into the speaker, "Where are you, babe? Come to the college conference room immediately! "Your daughter stole the college aid funds and was caught red-handed. And now she's slandering me! I can't handle her anymore. Come deal with her yourself!" Ivan ended the call and shot me a glare, as if warning me that I'd be getting what I deserved soon. Someone knocked on the conference room door shortly after. A well-dressed woman with flawless makeup stepped in. Ivan's eyes lit up. He rushed over to open the door, his voice dripping with urgent flattery, "You're finally here, babe! Just look at your daughter—"

Claire was really unwilling and she did not want to leave Charlie behind. “No, I don’t want to! I want to stay with you!” At this time, Charlie replied in a cold manner, “Go now! If you stay behind with me, you’ll only distract me and it won’t be good if all of us get hurt then!” Claire nodded before she led Loreen to their car. Loreen staggered as Claire pulled her away and at this time, a white stone slipped out of her pocket and fell to the ground.

He would be terrified to see his uncle with his brute force. “ You better kiss my wife’s foot before I break your jaw in two.” He demanded. “ Darling put her down.” Claire placed her hand on her husband's arm, rubbing it gently. “ And you.” She glanced at the manager. “ Swipe this card and refund her money.” “ Ah! right away madam.” When the manager was done swiping her black card. One of the sales personnel took the paper bag in Nicoles hand and handed it over to Claire. It was only then Mikhail let her go. Nicole almost lost consciousness when her body slammed on the ground. She groin in pain clutching her cheeks.

Meanwhile, Madame Claire started thinking hard. That was the day she felt inspired by Stone Gambling Prince for unveiling priceless jadeite, and she went gambling. In the end, she ended up losing 500,000 dollars, and her creditors showed up at the house… Madame Claire remembered this as if it only happened yesterday. She immediately jumped up and grabbed Alex. “Are you really Stone Gambling Prince? Are you a stone gambling expert? Why didn’t you tell me earlier… Didn’t you unveil three pieces of high-quality jadeite? Where did they go?” Madame Claire asked. Eh—