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Letting her live crippled, scarred, groveling like the dog she had talked about would be the long, tormenting punishment. When he was done, Evan walked away calmly. Behind him, Cherry’s cries echoed, but he did not stop. Evan went home. He ran a hot bath and washed every trace of blood from his body. Ana never liked it when he was dirty. Back in the old days, when he came home drunk, he would just collapse onto the bed. Ana would scold him, but she never had the heart to push him off. Instead, she would fetch a warm towel and gently, carefully clean him up with eyes filled with tenderness.

I moaned. "Say it again." "Drake." His hand slid down my stomach, fingers hooking into the waistband of my panties. He pulled them down my legs slowly, dragging the fabric over my thighs, my knees, my calves, until I lay completely bare beneath him. He sat back on his heels and looked at me. All of me. His gaze was so intense it felt like a brand. "Spread your legs." I hesitated for half a second. Then I obeyed.

The laughter was laced with ridicule and derision, making me feel physically sick. I had no idea what was happening, but an ominous feeling crept into my heart. Thus, I followed the crowd to the lobby on the first floor. The moment I looked up, my eyes flew wide open. While I'd been trying to retrieve the surveillance footage, someone had used AI to create a pornographic deepfake video of me and displayed it on the giant screen outside the company building. An indecent woman with my face was seductively posing for everyone on the street. I felt a surge of rage shoot up, causing my temples to throb. A loud ringing filled my ears, and my mind went completely blank. With trembling hands, I open

Then I was off. It was too dangerous to stay in the same place for too long. This place was filled with desires and nightmares, both lurking in the shadows awaiting their turn to play with the human. Anxiety propelled my body forward through the Gate of Anguish and then the Gate of Torment. My extensive explorations of the world left me with more questions than answers. I wished that I knew what I was searching for, but Douchewad was a fucking bastard who loved to toy with me. All he said was that I would know when I found it. He was the King of vague.

“She’s getting dick from everywhere too. There are at least twenty videos we have found with partners. All the men are packing.” “Are there any more with this guy? This is the best.” “No,” Lee shook his head. “Most of them are with this big dark-skinned dude with braids. She acts like a regular porn star in those and all the others, doing it for the dick. This,” he pointed at his screen, “she was fucking the man. Not just his junk. It’s wicked. You should watch it from the beginning.” That monstrous energy inside of me was burned from the sock for a long time, but it was starting to bubble to the surface again, raging larger than ever before. “DID. YOU. FIND. HER?!”

I hear snarling, and I try to look up, but my vision swims. I turn on my side and see a black wolf, or what I assume is a wolf, standing at the entrance of where i am being held. It looks like a wolf, but the size is all wrong. Wolves are not supposed to be that big. I shake my head to clear my eyes, but that makes my dizziness even worse. I open my eyes again, and there is a naked guy standing where a wolf was, and he's strangling my attacker. I try to focus on the bizarre situation unfolding before me, but my vision blurs, and I pass out.

Davin trails off, licking his lips. " And when you have had enough, I would bend you over, slap your ass until it's red and stuff my dick in your tight pussy and fuck you until your knees are weak." Davin finishes, his breathing hard. I can't help the moan that escapes me at the picture he has painted in my head. My body is burning, the wetness from my pussy can probably be seen through my bikini bottoms. " Lila." Davin says softly and I look at him, my eyes pleading for something but I don't know what.

I wasn’t sure if I should be relieved or even more terrified. No saint buys a virgin woman, that was something I needed to remember. All the men here bidding were agents of darkness. Most of them probably had wives but were still looking for young, inexperienced girls to use for their sexual pleasure. “You’ll be in trouble if she gets hurt, Rebecca,” one of the men said, “Instead of a commission, you might end up getting a coffin instead.” A chill ran down my spine at the man’s words. He was smiling, but it wasn’t a good joke. It sounded all too real to me.

My stomach clenched and released, my hips bucking against his face. My head spun as my pheromones poured out in an uncontrollable wave. Inside me, my wolf, Sky, purred with pure happiness. “Fuck! Deeper,” I moaned, my voice ragged. “Please, deeper!” Xavier obeyed, plunging his tongue deeper into my pussy. The sounds of him devouring my pussy were wet and lewd, each lick and suck echoing through the room. I became a writhing, moaning mess, utterly lost to him.

“This is a hide-out for an MC, kitten, and the boys bring women up here with them to help pass the time. This cabin is barely one step above a brothel, in some ways, so believe me, there are condoms stashed all over the place.” “Yeah?” “Oh, hell, yeah.” “You think there are enough?” she breathed, watching him roll the condom on. “Because I have to tell you, Warren, I don’t think I’ll be able to get enough of you once we start this.” He leaned back against the sofa, slid his hand to her tender folds. She gave a small cry as he stroked her sex, and she knew that she was soaked already. “Oh, God, baby.” His fingers slipped inside her, testing her, finding her totally open and ready for him. “I’