Forced To Strip Stories Novels & Stories

“Your brother and I tried for thirty years to have this child! How dare you tell me to get rid of it? If he finds out, he’d kill you, you monster!” I gave an unbothered smile. “Even if he kills me, that monster inside you cannot live. “Come with me to the hospital now.” She struggled desperately, and right then, the rest of the family returned home. Mary rushed into my brother, Jasper’s, arms. “Jasper! Claire is forcing me to get an abortion because of something the parrot said!” When my parents heard this, their faces darkened at once. They yelled at me. “Have you lost your mind? How can you believe an animal’s nonsense?”

AUTHOR'S POV So, she forced herself to keep her eyes fixed on his. She watched as he unbuttoned his shirt and threw it away and got on the bed. Even if her heart was slowly drowning, her breaths were coming out painfully and her fists were holding onto the armrests of the soft sofa, her eyes were still captivated by his. “ Undress yourself. ” He ordered the woman on the bed, but Ana didn't look at her. She was hellbound on showing him, that he wouldn't be able to break her like this even if it was a big fat lie. She knew and he knew too.

She looked very sad during Mehandi and Sangeet. Dad tried to talk to me, but I didn't want to talk about it. Then he scolded me and threatened to disown me, if I don't behave properly with her. I know she was not to be blamed, but I was still angry. Though a part of me said that she was also in the same situation. She was also forced due to the said betrothal. She must have had some dreams regarding her life partner...

Kaira chuckled. The east wing had been converted into a glowing, hedonistic nightmare. Neon lights, velvet ropes, and actual strippers on podiums. Men. Women. Both. Equal-opportunity chaos. I’d brought New Orleans grit into their white-collar palace, and if the Lachlans wanted a war, I’d give them one in heels and sequins. Craig and Julian thought they could bury me with their headlines—Shameless Stripper Steals Lachlan Empire? I’m rewriting the script. Tonight, I’m the hurricane, and they’re about to drown.

I couldn't bear to say the words as tears rolled down my cheeks. "Strip!" I didn't know who said that, but it sounded like thunderclap in my ears. "I'm sure she is too weak to strip by herself, let me help her." One said and made his way to me. "No! Please!" I pleaded and wrapped my hands around my chest to prevent him from taking my clothes off. "Be a good girl and let's do this nicely." He said and I kicked him away with my legs. He came back and slapped me, but I was determined to not let them touch me.

“Strip.” His eyes widened in shock. “What?” “You heard me, Strip.” “I…” He faltered, trembling under my stare. “You think your father can claim you back? You think anyone can? No. You belong to me. You will always belong to me. Now take your clothes off or I’ll rip them from your body myself.”

Alessia What! A soft gasp escaped from my lips immediately after he uttered the word ‘Strip’. Stripping for him? No, that's not possible. I couldn't imagine myself having sex with the man who stripped me of everything. Not only did he humiliate me in the presence of the pack members but he also wanted to have sex with me. I wouldn't let that happen even if I had to lose my life to it in the process. I won't let him have his way with me.

I tried covering my red face, but Clyden grasped them with one hand and lifted them above my head. “Hey! Let me go,” I said. “I’m not letting you go until you share the details with me,” he jokingly said. I looked away and whined. “It’s embarrassing! And there’s nothing to disclose. It just ALMOST happened. It never really happened.” “Then, if it didn’t happen, you shouldn’t have any problem sharing it with me.” I sighed and looked him dead in the eye. If he keeps messing with me, then I’m going to mess with him too. “Camille and I went to a strip club, and they invited some of the audience to strip. So, I did!” I smirked.

The truth is that under this brave façade, I am so scared right now. "Do you want us to help you with that?" the man behind me said. "Thank you but no I am good" I replied and tried moving away but his grip got tighter. "You know it's not polite to turn down such an offer..." he said. My body is not as well as my head, so trying to escape or pick a fight is not really an option. But neither is allowing them to rape me. I have to do something. I started moving my body so that I could free myself from the man's grip but had no luck with it. In my attempt to release myself, I hit his crotch. Almost immediately he released me and I lost no time and started running.

She cried, her eyes watering "Calm down, dear, you agreed at first."1 "I agreed because I thought I was compelled to do so! Because I wanted to sacrifice myself for my family, I didn't know that you hid from me that he didn't want more if I refused, I didn't know that he didn't ask me to force him to pay back his debt, or else would I agree?"