Slave Leia Lingerie Novels & Stories

==Olivia== I woke up to the sound of a phone call. Awesome, it was from Leah. “Morning, Leah. Thanks for the really needed present.” She squealed. “You liked it? I bet you did!” I rolled my eyes. Leah's present was two pairs of Victoria’s secret lingerie. Among the most outrageous things she had sent, this took the lead. “Oh yes. Cos I work in a club and my success really depend on how flimsy my underwear is.”.

Of course she does, with her long dark hair braided elegantly over one shoulder, pale blue dress beneath her winter cloak and delicate silver jewelry catching the sunlight. Meanwhile, I spent twenty minutes trying to wrestle my curls into submission before finally giving up and accepting that I resemble an emotionally unstable forest creature. She turns her head slightly and lets out a soft, amused sniff. “Nice coat, Leia. Did you borrow it from your father, or are you just trying to hide the fact that you’re sweating through your shirt?” “I like to keep room for activities, Selene,” I murmur back, keeping my eyes fixed straight ahead. “Unlike you, I prefer my internal organs uncrushed by my

“The hotties have arrived.” Leesa's pirate outfit consisted of a white button shirt tied in a knot just below her breasts to bare her abs, a pair of black shorts, and loose, knee-high black suede boots Cali had found at the local Goodwill store. Caitlin's gold hoop earring dangled from Leesa's left ear and her red bandana covered the top of Leesa's head. A curved plastic sword hung from a black sash around her waist. The two highlights of the costume were both Cali's idea. The first was one of her bras, which as promised, pushed Leesa's breasts up into an enticing amount of cleavage. The second was to cut a jagged slash into Leesa's right boot and to cover the suede and Leesa's leg with red

Zee says and raises a hand to metaphorically zipper his mouth shut, but his eyes are very obviously focused on her tits, "But I'm going to throw this out... I'm actually down to my undies, I'm not just shirtless." "You're right, that's not fair," Leah nods and gets up off my lap to unbutton her short denim skirt. She looks at me and Zee before, pulling it down very slowly until she’s down to her panties. They match her bra. She came in prepared, I guess. Leah points at me, "Your turn." I'm even more insecure now.

“But if that’s the case, then I suppose that shouldn’t bother you.” When he says this, he points to my left, and what I see shocks the shit out of me. Leia wearing a tight black dress and high heels while dancing with another man - well, if you can call that dancing. He has his hands all over her body, grinding against her, and she doesn’t seem to worry a fucking bit. She’s not even wearing her wedding ring, and I am. I turn my head towards Jasper, shooting him a glare. “Did you know she would be here, you asshole?”

Leah , having freshened up during the private flight from London, exuded allure with her dark, glossy hair cascading past her bare shoulders. In a vibrant red jersey dress, she showcased the top curve of her breasts beneath spaghetti straps, and the dress flirted daringly above her creamy thighs. Lipstick matching the dress adorned her lips, and her slender legs culminated in sharp black stiletto heels, creating an irresistible image that captivated those around her.

Thia murmured, her voice already raspy. Leah arched, gasping. “Oh my goodness, yes… right there.” Before I knew it, they were on the counter; Leah at the edge, legs spread wide. Thia rummaged through the drawer, pulling out a thick, double ended dildo; veiny and realistic, at least about ten inches in each side. Leah laughed breathlessly. “What if he opens the drawer and finds this there?”

"You'd let her become a killer?" "She already is. We all are. In different ways. But I won't add more blood to my hands. Not when I have you. Have this baby. Have a chance at something real." Trina's eyes filled with tears. "Okay. We go. Tonight." Sarah emerged from the bedroom. Tactical gear. Weapons. War paint on her face. "I'm leaving now. There's a storage unit. Key under the mat. Everything you need is there. Passports. Cash. Instructions."

Just breathe. That was when she heard it. “She’s beautiful,” a woman’s voice said lightly behind her. “I’ll give her that.” Celeste stilled. “But she’s just a pawn,” another voice replied with a soft laugh. “Always has been.” The word hit her like a slap. Pawn. Not partner. Not equal. Pawn. “She makes him palatable,” the first woman continued. “Softens the edges. Men like Arrow need something decorative.” Celeste’s chest tightened until it hurt to breathe.

Shannon was on the bed with her eyes fixed on the two. She was wearing sexy red lingerie, Kieran was fighting to keep his cool and control himself, but it was not working as his eyes have turned dark red, it was like he has never laid eyes on a woman in lingerie before yet he has seen many and in different lingerie’s. Austin was busy fighting Black for control, he had come to tell her that they can wait until she was ready, and now this. It seemed both men were frozen where they stood not knowing what to do.