Ellie In Chains Novels & Stories

Ellie has her face buried in his shoulder and her fingernails are clawing at his back. Reaching his limit of restraint, Chuck intensifies the rhythmic jackhammering of his cock in and out of her demanding young snatch. Ellie arches her back and thrusts with all her strength while clamping her pussy around his pistoning cock. Chuck groans as she closes around him like a hot syrupy vice.

“True, I don’t like the circles under her eyes. Can we take her to the medical centre? Or do you insist on keeping her here?” It surprised Cal as much as the healer with his strong emotional response to this inquiry. “No, she stays here.” Cal watched Jaxon with the chains. He was looking at them speculatively, and Cal knew his thoughts. Jaxon hadn’t witnessed Cal’s claim to her. However, Jaxon knew they weren’t the standard one-night issue chains kept for the curious to play at being a submissive. These were Cal’s personal chains. He placed on women he claimed for a time.

No one would dare challenge him, not for her. Her breath hitched as the sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway. She rushed to the iron bars, her fingers gripping them tightly. “Please, you have to let me out!” she pleaded, her voice laced with desperation. “You don’t understand! I was only following orders! I didn’t……” The guard outside her cell didn’t even spare her a glance. He simply continued his routine,as if her cries meant nothing. Ellie’s frustration boiled over, and she slammed her palm against the bars. “I am Ellie Vergara Do you hear me? You cannot keep me here like some common criminal! My family……”

I snapped, turning and trying to look around the tree to her, but I couldn’t see her. “What’s best for my people.” “Do you really think Kaiden will let you get away with this? If he didn’t want me here, he would have just let me go when I ran last night!” I insisted, pulling against the chains as I heard the lock click shut behind me. The metal dug into my waist, keeping my arms trapped by my sides. I pressed my hands against my thighs, trying to make myself as small as possible as I thrashed around, hoping to get the chain to drop.

Outwardly, she was a beautiful young woman looking bold in her little peach dress and simple white pearl jewelry, her legs encased in black pumps with mid heels. Her caramel-colored hair neatly framed her face, emphasizing her oval-shaped face and big long-lashed eyes, the color of sapphire. Her eye makeup was of the smokey fashion but her lips were shiny with colorless lip-gloss. She would have worn red lipstick but she hated the stain it left on glass cups. It could be so messy and she was not ready to bother with wiping her lips or the stain with a serviette or something. On the table was her white envelope purse with thin silver chain hands and lying beside it was her phone.

She walked over to her mate and urged him to watch while we stayed close behind him. In the video, first it was dark. But after a few moments a blinding light came on to reveal Elios sitting in the middle of a large cage, sleeping. The faint sound of sizzling told us he was chained with silver. Movement can be seen in the corner along with grunts and groans and the sound of metal clanging together. When we looked, we saw Jax who was chained onto the bars with what I can assume are blessed chains dipped in Holy water. Ren caught his breath hastily and if we thought that wasn’t enough we heard a soft whimper from the other corner and we were surprised to see Astrid chained in iron.

Christian snapped at Eli. “Yes Boss.” He dragged out a chain from the wall and closed it around my neck. Two more around my hands and One final one at my feet. “Fuck you,” I seethed, snarling at them. “Fuck the both of you. I hope you die and your spirits get crushed. “ “Whatever you hope will never become a reality again,” Christin replied. He stood up and tested the chains, so I lunged at him. The chains sent an electrical current down my neck and I groaned.

She finally agreed, crossing her arms where she didn't use her acting skills with the broken arm. "Don't worry this is my treat since I'm the one who got you her." He quickly sat in front of her, giving her the menu. "Order anything what you want." Meanwhile, Ellie already arrived in the facility of the prisoners. When she goes out in her car, she notice that there are press outside seems they were waiting for someone from the inside. It started her to feel nervous that they might notice her and start torturing her with their questions. She double check herself first in the rearview mirror if they can identify who she is before taking the risk to pass them. By the luck she has, they never no

She scolded. Ellie's mother reached out to take her back, but she clung to me, her small arms wrapped tightly around my neck. “She's not my mom!" Ellie cried out, her voice quivering with emotion. "They took me off the streets, and I don't want to go back!" The revelation left me stunned. I initially thought she had been adopted. My protective instincts flared up, and I made a quick decision. I couldn't let Ellie go back to a situation where she felt unsafe and unwanted.

I thrusted myself forward and Elijah too as he yelled. “Mommy!” His voice was overcome with so much relief that he immediately ran into her arms. I walked up to her, the first thing I did was wear the necklace around her neck like I’d promised Abigail. “Denver, you came!” Eliana muttered with so much relief in her voice. Once I wore the necklace, I reached for her chains to set her free but then she yelled. “Don’t!” It was albeit late because as soon as my fingers touched the metal, my skin scoured red with a burn.