Novel & Cerita Forbidden Freedom Jasmin Miller

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🔞 #Chapter__11 🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪 🐪 #JASMINE Never in my life, not even for once did I think that my life would change in some certain mysterious way. Here I was in the famous city of Marida as I was now a slave in the palace... Well, not technically a slave like the ones that run around doing hard labour but I was tasked with some easy boring tasks, attending to the Queen's needs. While I wasn't doing that, I stayed in Sadiq's room as his concubine.... The handsome brute had kept his word, as he promised he made sure I wasn't sold off as a slave, instead, He claimed me as his own personal concubine... He wanted to me to believe he did that ju

The craving tightened inside her like a knot, stubborn and demanding. That cock. Gosh! That 9 inches cock that fucked her mouth all the way to her throat until she was gagging and gasping for breath yet didn’t want him to stop. The vivid image blazed behind her eyes, impossible to push away. This was wrong. Very wrong. She was beginning to desire this a little too much and Jasmine feared that she might drawn in the desire to have the pleasure that existed only within the confined of Jerald’s red room. The forbidden allure pulled her in despite her better judgment.

Valerie whispered. Julia squeezed her hand. “You don’t have to say anything you’re not ready to say. But you’re not alone, okay? Whatever happened… you’re not facing it by yourself.” Valerie nodded, but a cold truth nestled deep in her chest: She didn’t know if forgetting was still possible. Not after a man like Drugo Hawthorne touched her life. Not after last night. Because men like him didn’t accidentally cross lives with girls like her. Not without consequence. And Valerie feared that the night she wished to bury was exactly the night he would not forget.

With her upset face Yasmin looked at Raga "Can you stop forbidding me? I also need freedom! All this time I've never forbidden you to go with anyone. You want to go with anyone I never care. So can you stop forbidding me from now on? I don't like it!" Ignoring Raga, Yasmin immediately stepped away. Leaving Raga who only stood still in his place. The man didn't hold back anymore because the words Yasmin said just now managed to make him realize that all this time he had indeed forbidden Yasmin too much. Although all of that Raga did for the good of Yasmin, but the man realized that he could not be too strict with Yasmin. Yasmin is a person who doesn't like to be arranged, the harder he is on

smirking, I sat on my throne, “drug her and kidnap her, I will think of what to do with her when you succeed, because you will,” “Yes boss, I will not disappoint you,” he turned and walked out to assemble those leaving for Paris. I smiled relaxing more on my throne and listening to the jazz playing. The Downs will never see this coming, I laughed. ****** LISA POV On the plane I could her Maya and Tiana's moan through the door behind me, I sigh relaxing more on my seat, “Do you regret joining their plane?” Jeremiah asked from next to me, “Why do you ask?” “You seem frustrated,” he said calmly,

I think to myself while Lillian and Jon stare out the window. We finally arrive at the precinct and then we walk into the lobby. There are several men in handcuffs and then there is a woman barely dressed in a thong and bra. She smiles at me and thrusts her breasts forward before saying suggestively, “Hey baby. Do you want to try me on for size later? You look like you could use a good blow job.”

She was gàgged, plúgged, clàmped—and they hadn’t even reached the bed yet. Reagan secured the blindfold, plunging her world into darkness. Then came the pinwheel. She flinched at the first contact—tiny metal spikes dragging up her thígh, over her stomach, along the swell of her bréasts. It didn’t break skin, but it teased her nerve endings until she trembled violently. "You're shaking," he whispered against her ear. "Good." He unhooked her cuffs and dragged her to her feet, then walked her slowly to the bed. Each step with the plúg inside her made her feel more open, more helpless, more owned.

I shook my head, trying to get rid of my pessimism. I looked up to the sky begging God to hear my humble prayer. I hadn't prayed in a very long time and I wondered if that was my punishment. I silently asked for a chance to get out Chris's clutches. They said God loved us despite our darkest sins. I let my troubled mind dwell on God's love instead of the dark hearted 'killer' behind me. “Thought you'd get rid of me that easy, huh?” He teased, tightening his hold of me. “I'm going to show you what happens to young girls who think they can run away from me.”

She probably feared staining her mother's reputation. “It… it was a stupid mistake.” Yasmin suddenly blurted. “I was overwhelmed. The pressure, the constant supervision. I just—” “I know,” Mirena interrupted gently, eyes still fixed ahead. “You wanted a moment of freedom.” She added, glancing sideways at Yasmin at last. “After all, freedom is the oxygen of life, right?” Yasmin’s eyes widened slightly and a look of relief crosses her expression—almost like she'd found someone who finally understood her.

Especially when I know I might never get my freedom. My laptop screen is beginning to dim. I realized when I woke up in Adam's arms that this life was never going to be mine. This was the life of a woman who was free to love and trust. If I get my freedom, it will be at Adam's cost, and I will hurt the one man who has shown me what it's like to be cherished. And without betraying Adam, I can never taste freedom.