Shameless Ch 1 Novels & Stories

But having immense strength, his rough hands weren't delicate enough to unzipped her clothes without causing damage, so he just yanked and pulled off the white dress that had been bothering her for a long time. Chelsea trembled faintly, like a sheep in the mercy of a beast. A while ago, she spoke fearlessly but couldn't hide the fear that had started to fill her. Fear from doing it for the first time, under the influence of alcohol—and with a stranger no less! She did all the things she avoided in her life. The principle of her life is to live like a dignified and kind princess. But now it's shattered. Her eyes flew open when a cold chill coursed down her body, biting her skin. She found her

The light had shifted across the room by the time her lashes fluttered. A moan slipped from her lips—barely audible, but laced with pain. And then: panic. Her eyes flew open, wild and glassy. Her head throbbed violently. Her arms—bound. Her legs—naked and exposed. The leather cuffs cold against her skin. The shame of helplessness settling like lead in her chest. Brielle’s breath quickened. Her pulse thudded against her throat like a snare drum. Then the toilet flushed. She froze.

Chapter 57 Jemma, I opened my small apartment door and slipped inside quickly and shuddered a breath, god that was one the most humiliating thing I have ever done in my life and I have done some stupid shit before. I went back home only in a huge dress shirt that belonged to someone who I still don’t know his name.

Not quite as hard as the first time I'd seen it, but still heavy, frightening, impossible not to stare at. Shame swept through me, mixing with an ache so fierce it almost hurt. My thighs pressed together tightly under my dress, a desperate, useless attempt to hold back the wetness slipping between them. “Tell me the honest truth,” he murmured, stepping closer, voice cruel in its softness. “Do you like what you see?”

Friendly overtures, attempts to prove she was not a crazy sex fiend. She had nothing to be ashamed of, she told herself. Just because her relationship did not look like most everyone else’s did not make it bad. Compared to some so-called normal relationships, hers was far healthier for everyone involved. But stuck in her head was the image from a movie she had once seen where a crowd of scandalized people had hissed and pointed at the heroine: Shame! Shame on you! Shame! “Why are we stopping?” Alexei was immediately alert, sliding along the seats to the driver’s window and pulling it open. “What is up?”

, Chase clutched his stomach and stared at her unbelievably. Nishma's face was red in embarrassment and dying in shame. He touched her private part over her clothes and also touched the red blood stains. Chase forgot about his pain and spoke shyly, "Um, You are having your first period". Nishma felt ashamed and glared at him. Chase quickly clutched his stomach and fake groaned in pain. "Go away", She didn't expect that he would use such a way to shame her further. In a hurry, she sat down and hastily clamped her legs and blood flew in another stream making the light patches darker.

[Note: There are some Italian words in this chapter, as I am just studying the language I had to rely on G****e Translate for help. The English meaning of each word can be found at the end of the chapter, for those who understand the language and can speak it fluently, I apologize in advance if the words are not entirely correct.] Chapter 11 -----THE VALENTE’S MANSION-----

He was quite concerned. As the water pelted my tender skin, I hoped to mentally and physically cleanse myself of the slime from that customer. After a half hour, I realized there wasn't enough soap in the world to scrub the feeling of that pervert's hands off me. The only thing that could counteract my shivers of shame was what Chasel did to help me.

My consciousness almost bolted out of my body as I sat there in the sofa, dick in hand, and the video still ongoing, not even giving a fuck or two that I had been caught masturbating. I didn't know what gave me the morale, but I knew that I had read somewhere that the only way to not feel shamed is to be shameless, and so I decided to be shameless; I owned nobody no explanation. “ Hey, you back?” I casually asked him as I continued stroking my dick, hoping that he would be the one to feel ashamed and run off. He just stood there, the shock still evident in his face, “ seems like you wanna join me, don't you?” I said, smiling hysterically as I stroked harder, a part of me growing more comfort

Chapter 41 Keisha I stir in my sleep rolling from one side of the bed to the other my head was banging so hard and my eyes was so swollen and painful it was hard for me to open them, after struggling for some time I was able to open my eyes and when I saw the scattered bed and littered clothes on the floor, memories of last night began to flash into my head, from walking into the club to ordering bottles of tequila and then getting tipsy to moving over to the dance floor and rocking a stranger, I pulled the duvet and shit! I was fucking naked which means only one thing, I slept with a stranger, I looked around the whole immediate searching for the stranger, and that's when the bathroom door