Shameless Ch 1 Novels & Stories

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.

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.

“Look at that. She trapped him and now she looks like this? Poor guy. No wonder the place is falling apart.” The words hit like a slap. Chloe’s hands stilled on the measuring cup, shame flooding her cheeks. She felt humiliated, exposed, the weight of her body and the scandals pressing down harder than ever. Customers turned to stare. A few whispered. The rude woman smirked and turned to leave.

Slowly, my trembling fingers uncurled from the edge of the bar counter, and I forced my heavy legs to slide down toward the cold tiles. As my bare feet hit the ground, I glanced back at the wooden stool. It was completely messed up, smeared with a thick, humiliating trail of the slick that had rushed out of my pussy the exact second his monster hands had claimed my breasts. Under normal circumstances, the sheer shame would have broken me. But right now, I couldn't care more.

This wasn’t the time to break down, not now. Not when everything was already falling apart. Slowly, I pushed myself up from the floor and walked toward the sink. The cold tiles pressed against my bare feet as I leaned over the basin. I turned on the tap and splashed cold water on my face. Not once or twice thinking the cold water would wash away the shame clinging to my skin. But it didn’t. My reflection stared back at me from the mirror red eyes, trembling lips, guilt written all over my face. “What have you done, Chloe” I whispered to myself.

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