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​I looked at the TV, and my jaw dropped. It was a sex video and the people in it weren't p**n actors. It was Vince's girlfriend, Chloe. She was completely naked and propped up on her knees in a deep doggy-style position. ​Gerald was positioned beneath her, holding her hips tightly and brutally driving his c*ck into her dripping p*ssy. At the same time, Hunter was knelt behind her, forcing his thick shaft deep into her ass. Chloe’s head was thrown back as she moaned but silenced when Vince knelt directly in front of her, shoving his own c*ck straight down her throat. Ralph was probably the one recording, capturing every single angle of the three of them ruining her.

So no matter what, she can never even be with him forever. ‘Too bad, hubby! A handsome man like you doesn’t deserve what lies ahead. If you were the man I saw before Connor, I would have loved you instead but then it was Connor and I am not like many other women.’ She thought. “Ah finally, we are home.” Connor’s voice sounded so cheerful and when Violet glanced through the tinted glass window, her jaw dropped at what she saw. “SO HUGE!” She exclaimed.

He offered. Men were easy to manipulate, they were so gullible, it disgusted her. Women were stronger, men were weak, emotionally and physically. They all thought with one thing; their sexual organ. She almost spat out disgustingly. "You'd rather I become your hoe over collecting a three million bribe?" Rob skovich's brows furrowed in confusion, "a three million bribe, I wasn't offered no such amount" Munawarrah stared in confusion before realization dawned on her, Samuel Joseph, the bastard!

She stormed out Angrily without picking the money as I had ordered. “Argh” I groaned, slamming the bedside lamp on the wall. She was the 4th bimbo I was picking in 2 nights and I barely made it to orgasm. All I could think about was her scent, her touch, the sound of her voice when she moaned , the innocence in her eyes with little but satisfying sexual appeal. I had to get that video out of Charis’ hand, and I knew I had to do it fast, because whether or not I was seeing Victoria, I didn't trust what she would do with the video.

“The vixen he has on the video is so hot. I suspect they would be a couple. The chemistry between them is just exhilarating.* Vixen, video? I was lost there Dean had not started making videos for his music yet, or were they talking about another Dean. Out of curiosity, I followed them back into the faculty building. They were chatting so loud that they could not even tell that I was following them. As they settled on a chair I snatched the phone from the one with blonde hair. “Hey, give it back.” She yelled. “Just a minute, I want to confirm something.” It was really him, Dean and a top notch model giving him a lap dance as he rained money on her.

I leaned back against the pole and slowly lifted my skirt, giving my audience a good look at the tight plaid thong that barely covered my soaked pussy. Then, I did a small twerk, making my ass to bounce in the air. My eyes remained pinned on Mark’s smug face as I resisted the urge to close up the distance between us and throw a goddam punch at him. I hated how this made me feel. I hated how it turned me on. That had always been the sick truth of Vixen. It wasn’t just the attention. It wasn’t just the control. It was the humiliation. It was knowing I was being degraded and still getting wet from it.

My stomach dropped through the floor. It was me. Or rather, a video taken through the window of my bedroom two nights ago. I was alone, or so I thought. I was wearing one of Jaxson’s shirts I had stolen, touching myself, whispering his name in the quiet desperation of a she-wolf in heat waiting for her mate. It was private. It was vulnerable. It was humiliating. And now, it was playing on twenty-foot screens for the entire pack leadership, visiting Alphas, and the press.

Kelly who was on her way out stopped and turned her head to the widescreen. A guy was f*cking Trishia on a queen-size bed. They were both naked and both high having a wild s*x. It was a recorded video. “No! No! No!” “Stop this video! Stop this video!” “That is not me! That is not me!” Trishia cried out. Her cold sweats came out seeing herself in the video with Winston. Her body was uncontrollably trembling in shame. “Oh, baby! It’s my turn.” In the video, Trishia sounded while flipping her naked body and positioned herself on top of the naked guy.

I asked as I reached for the tablet. “You don’t wanna see that, Quin. Trust me.” My fingers wrapped around the tablet, pulling it closer despite Tyla’s warning. “You won’t like it,” she said again, her voice tight. The video played in front of me. At the apex brothers prison, Selena is stripped bare, and she is pressing a vibrator against her clit. If the volume had been on, her moans would’ve filled the car. Her face was twisted in pleasure, her eyes never leaving Kaids cage.

one of them roared, and immediately Jennifer’s name was called, the crowd gasped. She raised her phone in the air as she pressed play on a video. My body recoiled in fear and shame when I saw the content of the video. It must have been taken last night. It showed me fully naked while I rode Ethan’s cock. The sound of my moans echoed louder in the now quiet atmosphere. “You see, this woman right here is a slut. And the worst part. She is already engaged to Xavier Kingsley, and she still openly sleeps with other men shamelessly,” one said, her tone spiteful with disgust.