Poly Nails Queens Novels & Stories

Jessica’s POV My heel sound rattled all over the polished tiles of the club's surfaces; it was a bit loud because I walked through the quieter portion of the club. The VIP section was strictly reserved for significant people alone, albeit in this particular club, it was primarily for high-class men. I carried myself with grace and confidence; my legs came to a halt when I paused in front of the open bar. I sat down gently on the red leather stool, making sure my short, tight dress roused up my thighs even more.

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Three of the girls started stripping me, I was struggling with them when two boys pointed guns on my head. I looked at Elena and saw her looking at me while smoking, her face was void of emotions. The first lady was completely naked, she pushed me and I landed on the mattress which was in the room. She covered my dick with a condom, she got ontop of me and started riding me roughly. The girls tooked turns riding me roughly. "Please stop." I yelled when the pain was unbearable. "Stop."I heard someone yelled when the eight girl was about inserting my dick in her pussy.

The little bit of courage that I got while holding Waldo's hand. A number of men greeted me, led by the king and queen of the Santiago empire. Mama poses in a white dress while her neck and hands are decorated with gold jewelry. He looked at me with sharp eyes. It was so sharp that I almost fell back. But that is not the reason for the fear I feel. Not the blade of his gaze. Nor are there many of them. But some guns are pointed in our direction now. "I can't give you much choice in this bargain, daughter," he promised slowly.

I commented and I closed my fists because I was so annoyed! “Is there a place here where I can release my anger, Penny?” I asked her and she pressed a button. The door opened. “Hello, Ms Thalia and Penny. What brings you here?” A woman who is like our age approached us. She’s wearing a black sportswear. “We are going to the corner,” Penny said and pointed in the direction. There’s a wall and on the floor are broken parts and glass bottles. “Oh, okay. The place is all yours, Ms Thalia,” she said to me and I smiled at her. She guided us and gave me a protective suit. “There you can shatter anything you want, don’t worry these are dysfunctional,” she said to me.

“I haven’t seen anything or anyone kids, now you 7 need to leave because you aren’t allowed back here." “-The Masked Queen is a brand built by the Slim-Jim agency and from my sources, the image alone costs twenty million dollars, and with L.K being the representative it’s ten million dollars on the twenty million. That’s a lot of money to lose people!” Her loud exclamation can be heard through the speakers so I cover it in panic. “Hearing that you were able to get rights over your brand makes me curious how you did it, Slim-Jim isn’t an agency that would like to lose that much money without putting up a damn hard fight. The world is curious L.K, how the hell did you do it?”

Reina chuckled and replied, "Pfft, then you're more than welcome to my home, kiddo." Amber's face lit up with excitement, and she skipped ahead to join Lana and Kyle, who had already finished dressing up. Lana, dressed in a deep green formal dress with a square neckline, spaghetti straps with a beaded tassel and high slit, turned towards Reina and did a twirl. "Pleased to meet you, Ashlyn Woods. I'm Lana Mactokins from the Rosian organization." Amber couldn't contain her excitement and commented, "Purr slayyyy!"

I watched one of my oldest friends, Kellan, get dragged from the dining hall simply because he questioned the new patrol patterns. Tessy tried to speak up once during a meeting. Just once. He silenced her with a public warning and banned her from the council chamber. Helen, of course had been released and had become a member of Thompson's inner circle. She stood beside him like a shadow. She was always dressed in dark robes, and was always watching and smirking when no one thought to look. The cruelty didn’t stop at the council. Food rations were cut for families that couldn’t “pull their weight.” Omegas were forced to clean the training grounds under threat of punishment. Warriors were pitt

Even as his body acted as the working table for their various cosmetics, they seemed to avoid any acknowledgement of his trapped prick. The champagne and pot buzz was undeniable as Beth held up the pink fingernail polish that matched Pam's lipstick, and placed it on the towel, just past the rounded bulge of Ron's swollen dickhead, saying, "Okay, let's get your nails done, then we'll go work on our hair."

The smugness in her voice was hard to miss. That created an uproar. “How can the legendary founder of L&L Design be a servant?” “She said she was in Kings High. How can a servant be qualified to study in Kings High?” “Who is this woman spewing nonsense?” “She looks like a cheap woman, while Mrs. Liliana exudes the aura of nobility. One should at least make a believable lie.” “Yeah, she is a jealous bitch spewing nonsense.” “Oh, that’s Lydia Aprice. She has been trying to bang President Smith for years already. The Aprices sure are shameless.”