Lori Loughlin Nude Novels & Stories

She looked towards Nathan who nodded subtly. I was about to speak again when my phone vibrated. A message popped up saying, "I hope you like what you see", with an image attached to it. I quickly opened the message and I almost dropped my phone in shock. It was an image of Lola tied up with no clothes on, she had nothing on her and her whole body was on display. Another message came in and I read it almost immediately. "Isn't she so pretty? I can't wait for her to be awake so that I can have my way with her the way I want. I'm sure you'll want videos of your mate moaning my name in pleasure", the message read.

“I did follow Madam, just as you instructed.” My jaw tightens instantly. “And?” He hesitates for barely a second. “I happened to get pictures of her and… her lover.” Slowly, I raise my eyes to him, murder in my veins. “Her what?” “Her… suspected lover, sir.” He quickly corrects himself. Without another word, I snatch the tablet from his hands and begin scrolling through the pictures. And immediately, my expression darkens. Lori is laughing as she stands beside some man. The bastard looks annoyingly comfortable around her too.

“That.” My gaze drops to the phone, a naked picture of her in a blue wig and a mask stares at me. Initially, I’m shocked, but I try to hide it. “Nudes?” “Swipe,” she says. I begin to swipe, it's different angles of her naked, some without her face in it, some in lingerie and then a video pops up, it's her on her bed, naked and licking a long huge dildo. That one makes me gasp, “Arielle—” I pause.

Mariah didn't like the way Lora had become the center of attention in the conversation, even though she wasn't present. - "As I said, conclude for yourself." Will tilted his chin forward, towards the entrance to the dressing rooms. Lora Lins was dressed in an ocean blue dress, with a cleavage that showed off her breasts and a little demure greeting. The dress was tight, but not too tight, just enough to demarcate the limitations of her body. In that shade of blue, her eyes came to life in her face. Her legs were on display, evident, preceding a very high black heels.

She smelled of shampoo and strawberries. “Nothing.” I murmur as I try to compose myself. Lori stands in the room, her eyes fixated on me. She’s wearing a pink dress shirt, I know she is naked underneath it. “Are you sure? You look worried.” “I’m not.” “We don’t keep secrets from each other remember?!” She persists and I almost fold but I hold my tongue.

My eyebrows furrowed as I clicked on the tab showing the notification. “Mother fucker.” I screamed as the image loaded on my phone. Linc ran to my side and we both stared at my phone. Lori laid on a bed knocked out bruises covering her face. Her arms locked above her head with steel handcuffs. Her dress torn in multiple places revealing small patches of skin. I growled at the sight of her body covered in dried semen. Her face was ashen, sunken in places that were normally full and pink. The pain that shot through me at the sight of her like this almost broke me.

Joyce said in a single breath before turning to Queen Elara, her head lowered. Queen Elara nodded her head. "Show me the mark." She demanded with authority. And everyone's eyes turned to Lorraine. No, they cannot be serious, she reasoned. Are they expecting her to pull down her dress and show them her lap? To begin with, she had never seen anything like that on her body before but she was, however, not going to say anything. Reluctantly, she unbuckled the button of her trouser, then pulled it down to her knees, revealing her bare skin and the skintight she wore.