Forced To Strip Stories Novels & Stories

My heart raced, my palms sweaty as I held onto the bedsheets, slowly dragging my body backwards ---- moving away from him. Holding his cigarettes on one hand, he reached out for the hem of my dress, holding onto it tightly. His eyes dark like he would devour me in seconds. "Strip." He broke in. My jaw dropped and I only looked at him in disbelief. This isn't how I had imagined my first time to be, had always dreamt of a raw and romantic intimacy with my mate. "What?" My voice croaky. "I hate it when I'm being forced to repeat what I think you heard...strip I said!" He barked as I jotted on the bed, shivers running down my spine.

He asked as he handed me the glass of water. "I only remember we drink. The rest, I don't remember. " He pursed his lips and then sat beside me. "You strip dance in front of me. " "I what? " "Strip dance. " "You're joking. " "Of course not, Love. If I'm not shocked, I already recorded it to show you. " "No, you're lying. I won't do that." I denied blushing. "I don't care if you believe me or not, but I enjoy the show, and you rape me all night. "

CAMILA ^*^ "I'm not a prostitute, " I muttered, shifting my weight to my right leg this time. Did he want to have me for himself? Was I some sort of... whore? I mean, I was a stripper, but that was where it ended. I only danced at the pole and sometimes on the men to make them spend more... but that was where it ended. "I'm not a freaking whore!" I muttered again but this time, more to myself.

She wanted in. “Strip for me now, Emily,” Veronica demanded. This was finally her chance to show that little bitch who was in charge around here. She was the woman of the house now. Not her hag of a mother. Emily, very shyly and slowly, began removing her shirt. Whip! Veronica smacked Emily’s ass as hard as she could and yelled, “Hurry it up!” Emily quickly kicked off her pants and did as Veronica asked. That woman was fierce and Emily wasn’t trying to play any games. Veronica then instructed Derrick to stand up.

I exclaim, my voice growing a pitch high from the pain and anger I'm trying to hold. “You are a grown adult. I don't need to look for you like a lost child. Thought you'd come back when you want and you did, standing here picking an argument with me for no reason,” He says, throwing the blankets away before walking past me. He gets to the bathroom door when I utter out in exhaustion. “I was kidnapped, kept in a warehouse, blindfolded and all tied up. I am so shaken up with everything, Asher” My voice cracks at the end, my bravado breaking just at the mention of his name.

Zeenya added as she closed her eyes tightly to hold back the water that had been pressing to come out. After that, Zeenya ran away from there while wiping away the tears that came back out, remembering her love story ending miserably. She no longer wanted to listen to the painful words of the two people who had betrayed her. "My sister, Darling! Talk to Daddy and Mommy! If you're lucky, you'll get married with Axelo. But if I'm lucky, your wedding tomorrow will turn into the happiest day for me and Axelo!" Stasi shouted in a very loud voice.

‘I … I wasn’t I was just making a copy for …’ ‘Don’t lie to me on top of everything else! You need to start answering my questions, because if it’s what I think it is, answering my questions are the least of your worries,’ he glares at me challengingly not to lie to him, he’s right though, it’s only going to get worse from here. 'Strip' his eyes glinted devilishly as he taunted me. My blood ran cold. There was no way I was going to strip for my boss, the CEO.

, he thought as he swallowed his saliva. Mariana got on him and straddled him a bit before unbuckling his trousers. Valentino didn't do anything, he just let her do as she pleased on him...who is he to refuse such an offer. After fiddling with the belt, she removed it and pulled his trousers down leaving him in his underwear. She smirked when she saw the bulge in his underwear. "I can see you're ready for me", she smirked "Let's make a baby", she smiled as she proceeded to take off his underwear but he held her hand making her pause.

"Don't you try to do that, after you gave her suffering. Aren't you satisfied that you destroyed her life so that I have to beg other people to marry my daughter at any cost?!" "Listen, Gun. I don't know how you worship someone but it doesn't work. And in the end you forced my nephew to marry her. If only at that time you contacted me, of course things wouldn't be like this. You and your daughter will be guaranteed by me. After all, if Edwin knew all about it, he would be happy to let your child go, and can you bear to see her cry and be labeled as a shameless woman. After she became pregnant without a husband, she was abandoned by her new husband in just a matter of a few weeks after the we

With each piece of clothing they took from my body, it felt like a petal was ripped apart from its stem. Where each petal represented a piece of me, a piece of my soul. I felt vulnerable, I felt broken. Nothing was left in me because there was nothing to hold me together. By violating me like this I felt like there was nothing left to fight for. These men could do whatever they want. No amount of pushing, kicking, or yelling would keep them away from me.