Elise Christie Onlyfans Novels & Stories

Or be tracked once my dad notices I’m gone. I’m super, super fucked. "Angelou?" The guy in front of me asks, crossing his arms and looking at my face again, "Like Elio Angelou?" "Exactly like Elio Angelou," Elise says, blinking slowly as the realization dawns on her, "Guys… this is our biggest cash cow yet. Like, a mammoth of a cash cow.” Immature. Weak. Pussy. Insane. And now a mammoth cash cow. That's all I am.

“I know you wouldn’t, Serena. Don’t listen to her.” Elise’s laugh, high and hard, made my nerves sharp. “Oh, please. You can’t see past her, Derrick. She’s got you right in the palms of her hands, playing the victim while teaming up with Rhys. I have proof.” Her eyes gleamed with victory as she pulled a folded note from her pocket. “A message, which one of Rhys’s scouts intercepted. It refers to a girl in your pack, someone giving him information. Who else could it be?”

Eloise’s POV The steam from Wayne’s shower hits the bathroom’s glass. The effect firmly masks his naked silhouette, exactly what I need because having his nudity in my phone is crossing the line. I’m in my nightie; a pair of pink spaghetti straps top that wraps tightly to my big tits, and barely gives me a chance to breathe, while the bottom is a pair of matching pink shorts, so tiny that the hem of it stops halfway down my bum cheeks. On second thought, I switch over to my OnlyFans site. No one gets to see it if it's saved in my draft, right? It always ends up wasted but the thrill of getting seen feels better than just recording.

"I was working." "Right! Working as you eat lobsters and drink champagne while we had peanut butter sandwiches," Karmen scoffed. I hated to admit it, but sometimes, Karmen and I stalked Elise's I*******m to see her frolicking at some paradise-like island with other models. Karmen even went further to report her pictures for nudity (though Elise was just looking too hot in bikinis). "Are you stalking me on social media?" Elise said, narrowing her eyes.

As Elise faced the cameras, her eyes flickered with a hint of fear, and her face turned pale. Then, Blake showed up in the crowd like a hero. With the bodyguards clearing a path for him, he escorted Elise out of the place. In the video clip, Blake shielded Elise on their way out, his charming face cold and indifferent. Meanwhile, Elise's gaze was brimming with affection. The paparazzi uploaded the video clip on the internet, and it had caused quite a stir. People were speculating that Elise was Blake's girlfriend. And for her sake, he'd bought a luxury brand and made her an international designer.

She exhaled, as if shedding a troublesome burden. Elise got into the waiting car, sinking into the back seat, trying to relax for a moment before resuming her work. She picked up her phone, idly scrolling through social media on the anonymous account she used to keep her personal life private. Her eyes stopped on an image that appeared on the screen: Daniel and Sophia, both beaming radiantly together. Below the picture was information about their upcoming engagement.

"Serving your lust in bed. I'm pretty sure you like women like me," Nora whispers before Felix's face. "Nora Sawyer. You're not my type, I don't like bitches who easily throw their bodies at men. Do you recognize my wife? She's Elisabelt Catherine Taylor, a top model who's so beautiful that she's often the target of many wealthy men, and I'm the lucky wealthy man who married her. Elisa is a woman of equal value to me; even my lust can only be satisfied by Elisa. Only Elisa!" said Felix, looking deeply into Nora's eyes, staring at him unblinkingly. "Get rid of your dirty thoughts about me; stop fantasizing wildly," he continued.

~Dante Alex's face is as red as a tomato, I couldn't help laughing, and he seems like a cool guy all innocent like this. Elise gets up and give him a hug "just ignore them". "Come on Ellie don't baby him," Dante says with some lust in his voice. We all know Elise is super soft and into fluff but she's also a switch, only our family knows that. When she goes to sub mode she's into hardcore, bondage, blood play, pain...anything you can imagine our sweet Ellie has more than one innocent face. "What about you guys" Alex asks to switch the attention away from him.

No one I had been introduced to came to mind. Immediately, I crafted up a vision of a vixen mistress he's been seeing behind my back. It would explain why he's made no physical advances on me. There is no need when he already has someone to satisfy that need. "Who's Elise?" I finally found my voice after he made no effort to elaborate. "Elise is our head guardian of the pack pup center. Dotty said you wanted to help out there, right?" His eyebrows furrowed, trying to figure out if he had misinterpreted something.

Goan’s voice was polite but there was no mistaking the coldness in it. “W-Who is t-that?” the matron asked in a dismayed voice. “This is Elise, my apprentice.” “Elise? Who is Elise?” "You don't know? She's Brandon's girlfriend—at least until just a few moments ago. We just found out Brandon is engaged to another woman." "Another woman? Gian, I don't..."