Lauren Jauregui's Point Of ViewI pounded hard on the door a few more times trying to get the men's attention on the other side, but none appeared. I just needed some new about Camila, her absence in the room where Christopher and I were made me more and more apprehensive. I felt my wrists aching due to the ropes that bounded them, but surely, I was way better than Christopher. The men even left me on an old mattress, and the ropes only wrapped my hands, but with the businessman it was totally different. He was thrown on the ground, with his body completely bound."Stop with that infernal noise. You'll end up irritating them!" The man muttered grumpily. "She should be fine!""You don't know anything! What kind of husband are you?" "The kind who's smart and doesn't want any of us to die due to insistence and rebellion.""She could be suffering in another room!"We heard noises coming from the door, and soon I quickly backed away when the men entered with masks on their faces. They wer
Christopher shouted loud and clear, attracting the attention of everyone who was in that place. I felt my whole body boil, as if the hatred accumulated with all the other bad feelings that I suffered in the last hours were joining."I am to blame? You are the one to blame, you moron! I am responsible for covering your wife's safety and not yours! She would be safe if you were with your damn security guards, because I'd have taken her out of that damn car, and left you in the hands of those thugs!"He stared at me astonished at the audacity in which I regarded him. I didn't care about his economic level, or even his power over Brandon. I wouldn't let him throw on me the blame for something that wasn't in my hands to fix, not alone."I'm sure those guys wanted you! And not her! But now they saw a weak spot, and theyll abuse it!""You don't know anything! You're just a shitty little cop!" I balled my hands into fists, trying to control the urge I had to punch him in that instant."You sh
Camila Collins' Point Of ViewI felt Lauren's arms Wrapping me carefully, as the rain fell over our heads. The car with the men had just gotten lost amid the darkness of that deserted field. I felt my body being lifted, causing me to sit."Camila? Look at me." I opened mny eyes and stared into that pair of so worried green eyes.Even with the darkness that surrounded us, I stared at her partially illuminated face by the lit headlights of her car, seeing the raindrops running down her white skin. Even knowing that none of that was real, and that I was never in danger, I felt incredibly safe in the arms of that woman, as if she could surface me from that quagmire of lies and rancor."Everything is okay, they are gone.""I'm sorry." I let out almost automatically, without realizing.Lauren frowned, joining her eyebrows in the center of her forehead. She stared at me with a confused expression, but soon took care of shaking her head. I felt my breath falter in pure fear."For what, Camila
Lauren Jauregui's Point of ViewThe cold breeze that night made all the hairs on my body stand on end. I rubbed my hands on my arms covered by the thick black jacket for warmth. It was already late and I was still stuck to that police station. I shook my head and took the gloves off my hands to capture my little box where I had my cigarettes. I needed that to end my anxiety.It was Winter, New York was COvered by a thick and cold layer of snow. I particularly loved this time of year. I still could see some young kids playing war in the midst of all that ice in the next door neighbor's house. Peter, the little one, saw me from afar and waved excitedly.-Hi, Lauren! - the blond boy shouted. I smiled at him and waved. The boy turned his attention back to his friendsband to what he was doing. I grabbed a cigarette to put it between my lips, capturing my small lighter drawn with the flag of the United States. I saw the spark light up when I pressed the small button, until seeing fire wholl
Since I can remember I knew that I was a lesbian. My need to feel the female body came since adolescence to today. My only problem was the fact that I never fall in love. Well, I personally didn't see that as a problem, in fact that for me was the best thing that could happen. Do you have any idea? Not to suffer for someone seemed fucking wonderful. But so many of my friends as my family always repeated the mantra that one day I'd have to put a damn ring on the finger and hold on to someone like a dog to its owner. That literally wasn't good.Not for me.-You always with this desire to date. Vero, having someone on your toes all the time isn't cool. - I said grabbing my things.-You never dated, Lauren. If you spent more than a month with a woman was a lot.I turned to face her.-I spent two months with Charlotte. I said smugly and with a triumphant smile.-Yes, but that wasn't dating, It was sex, you only met with her to have sex.-And what's wrong with that?She stared at me and fro
The woman walked slowly among the people until approaching Karla. Was she really going to do what I was thinking?I closed my eyes, feeling my whole body shiver just by imagining what would happen that night. I made a small gesture with my hand to the bartender, who quickly handed me another beer bottle, which I opened without delay."-Fuck, Lauren!" -I exclaimed to myself, taking a big sip of the stupidly cold liquid. I glanced towards the two women, and nOw, Keana was leaning against the edge of the pool table, while she whispered something in the ear of the so attractive brunette. After a few seconds she backed away and let out a cynical laugh. Both women stared at each other for a few seconds, to then I receive a look from both of them. God!Karla had a fucking sexy sexual aura. It was as if her body, her gaze, and everything in that woman was attractive and sensual. She smiled at me, and returned her attention to Keana, bringing her hand to the woman's face in front of her, where
Warning: Matured SceneI could feel my fingers being wet by the evident moisture of Karla's pussy. Her eyes were still fixed on mine, which time or another alternated from her eyes to her mouth. Keana put her hands on the Latina's breasts, squeezing hard, as she turned her head towards me to receive a kiss. The hand that rested on Keana's ass, went down a little mnore, to the point of touching the woman's hot pussy. I had both in my hands now, being massaged real slow.-Oh.. - I could hear Keana's soft moan.I rubbed my fingers on the pussy of both women who gasped amid caresses. Then in an act of pure arousal, I removed my fingers from Keana's hot and wet center, bringing my fingers to her mouth, that shameless opened, receiving my honeyed fingers.-Fuck... - I moaned as soon as I felt her hot tongue wrap my fingers in such a delicious way.She closed her lips around the two fingers that were inside her mouth, and she sucked them from beginning to end, repeating several times. I turne
Warning: Matured Scene -Holy shit! - I growled loudly.I felt the Latina's hot tongue explore the full extent of my pussy. Licking up and down, until stopping on my clit, where she took care of moving her tongue circularly, putting the exact pressure on my clit. I tilted my hips up in search ofa stronger contact. I wanted to feel that woman in full, I wanted her to suck me until I couldn't take it anymore.-Suck harder, come on, fuck!Karla didn't dare to disobey, she did as i commanded. And fuck, she did it too well.-You are delicious, Lauren. - Keana whispered in my ear in a sensual way. It didn't take long and I already found myself being thrown off a cliff called orgasm. The Latina gave one last lick, to then slide her tongue over her lips.-You are such a wonderful little bitch. - I said breathlessly.She smiled and Crawled on the bed, stopping over me. Karla leaned her head towards me, to join her lips on mine.-I'm the best of all. - she whispered before entering her tongue i
Camila Collins' Point Of ViewI felt Lauren's arms Wrapping me carefully, as the rain fell over our heads. The car with the men had just gotten lost amid the darkness of that deserted field. I felt my body being lifted, causing me to sit."Camila? Look at me." I opened mny eyes and stared into that pair of so worried green eyes.Even with the darkness that surrounded us, I stared at her partially illuminated face by the lit headlights of her car, seeing the raindrops running down her white skin. Even knowing that none of that was real, and that I was never in danger, I felt incredibly safe in the arms of that woman, as if she could surface me from that quagmire of lies and rancor."Everything is okay, they are gone.""I'm sorry." I let out almost automatically, without realizing.Lauren frowned, joining her eyebrows in the center of her forehead. She stared at me with a confused expression, but soon took care of shaking her head. I felt my breath falter in pure fear."For what, Camila
Christopher shouted loud and clear, attracting the attention of everyone who was in that place. I felt my whole body boil, as if the hatred accumulated with all the other bad feelings that I suffered in the last hours were joining."I am to blame? You are the one to blame, you moron! I am responsible for covering your wife's safety and not yours! She would be safe if you were with your damn security guards, because I'd have taken her out of that damn car, and left you in the hands of those thugs!"He stared at me astonished at the audacity in which I regarded him. I didn't care about his economic level, or even his power over Brandon. I wouldn't let him throw on me the blame for something that wasn't in my hands to fix, not alone."I'm sure those guys wanted you! And not her! But now they saw a weak spot, and theyll abuse it!""You don't know anything! You're just a shitty little cop!" I balled my hands into fists, trying to control the urge I had to punch him in that instant."You sh
Lauren Jauregui's Point Of ViewI pounded hard on the door a few more times trying to get the men's attention on the other side, but none appeared. I just needed some new about Camila, her absence in the room where Christopher and I were made me more and more apprehensive. I felt my wrists aching due to the ropes that bounded them, but surely, I was way better than Christopher. The men even left me on an old mattress, and the ropes only wrapped my hands, but with the businessman it was totally different. He was thrown on the ground, with his body completely bound."Stop with that infernal noise. You'll end up irritating them!" The man muttered grumpily. "She should be fine!""You don't know anything! What kind of husband are you?" "The kind who's smart and doesn't want any of us to die due to insistence and rebellion.""She could be suffering in another room!"We heard noises coming from the door, and soon I quickly backed away when the men entered with masks on their faces. They wer
Camila Collins' Point Of ViewThe sound of our high heels echoed through the empty corridors of that warehouse. I wallked ahead, having Normani and Dinah following right behind. One of the men accompanied us to provide the services requested by us. I stared at both women as soon as we stopped before a thick metal door; they nodded briefly, and then I looked at the man."You can open it." I ordered."Yes, ma'am."The man approached the door, grabbing the ring of keys from his pocket, and quickly took care of unlocking the door, which creaked as it was being pushed slowly by me."You can go for a walk. We'll call you if we need." I murmured at the marn who alternated his gaze before the three women in front of him."As you wish." He said before leaving. Dinah entered the dark room, followed by Normani and then by me. The blonde was incredibly beautiful for that situation, as if for my best friend that plan was also an act to be celebrated and reveled in the best possible way. She gestu
Normani opened the way for me to enter the system freely and withdraw what I wanted. Dinah just waited for the amount, which would be sent to an account abroad. I started typing the numerical sequence in an out of the ordinary speed, as my eyes ran through the numbers that appeared on the luminous screen.-We don't have much time. The system is paralyzed.I heard Normani's voice in the back, as if I were several meters away.-I'm almost there... -I said without stop typing the numbers that would give me all the access.I could hear the beating of my heart, strong and frantic. In that moment, all my concentration was there. I typed the last number and clicked on the little button on the left, when a new window opened on the screen, showing the following sentence "Access to the Financial System granted". A smile escaped my lips, drawing Dinah's attention, who approached quickly.-I hope that that smile is a good thing. – Dinah murmured hopefully.-Keep focus, I'll transfer the amount. -
-Are you enjoying the life you deserve? -I asked as I released him again -Cuckold!I walked away from him, seeing his body fall to the side completely limp. I glanced at Lauren who remained the same way. Until I heard some knocks on the door.-Ma'am. - one of the men entered the room -They are already waiting for you in the other room.I just nodded at him who left right away. I glanced one last time at Christopher, and then approached Lauren again.-I'm going to solve some things, but don't worry. I'm here to protect you. -I whispered, depositing a kiss on her forehead.I got up again and straightened the dress in my body, and then ran one of my hands through my hair and walked out of that room. I saw the men on the first floor in an entertaining conversation, and walked back to the main room. Upon entering my room, I came across the people who were waiting for me.Tower. Bishop.-Were you visiting your detainees? - Dinah asked with a cynical smile - 0r should I say your lovers?I ro
I'm sorry about this, but I simply can't do it differently. -I whispered as I touched her so delicate face with the tip of my fingers- You were not in my plans, Lauren. I sighed, and slid my thumb down her cheek, until reaching the outline of her lips.-Maybe you're the only one who can make me fall in this game. -my hand slid over her hair, in a soft caress - But I can't let that happen.I held her head delicately, resting it on the floor slowly. I got up, and looked around the room. On the other side was Christopher, tied up and thrown on an old mattress. I approached him and pulled his heavy body with certain difficulty off the soft object; I dragged the mattress to Lauren's body. And with less difficulty, I placed the young woman's body on top of the relatively soft mattress; I untied the knot and removed the rope around her body, to then tie up only her wrists.-I think you're better this way. - I whispered to her, as if she could hear me -I won't let anyone hurt you again, okay
Camila Collins' Point Of ViewThe place was big, dimly lit, and totally away from the city. It was a perfect choice to execute my plan. Nothing could go wrong in that moment, nor in future events. Everything was thoroughly thought out, worked, and executed, so that nothing could hinder that move. After all, that wasn't a mere game of luck, but of strategy. Only the best and strongest players survived in the unequal jungle of that board game called real life. And I'd show that my entry in that game had only one goal: to win.-Put them in that room!*(Play song- Gangsta by Kehlani)*I heard the deep and masculine voice yelling in the background, echoing through the vast space of the abandoned warehouse. I walked slowly into one of the rooms, which was in a much better state than the rooms where the victims of my little game would be in. I heard heavy footsteps in the cold floor right behind me, taking care to serve me. I walked to the center of the huge room, where there was a table wit
As soon as I tried to get closer to Camila, we heard the shrill ring of her phone. She looked at me and walked towards the desk to grab the device that was there. I just watched her as I sat on the soft couch.-Hi, honey.I heard her say as soon as she answered the call. I rolled my eyes at that, receiving a soft chuckle from her.-Of course, I'll wait for you there then. She was silent for a few minutes, when she spoke again:-Lauren? Yes, she's here. Alright, I'll go with her to the restaurant. Camila said goodbye to her husband in an affectionate way before putting the phone on the desk.-He wants you to take me to a restaurant. We're going out to lunch.-Okay, I'll take you to the cuckold.Lunch went by slowly and tortuous. Camila and I maintained a trivial conversation while Christopher continued glued to his phone, alternating between some mouthfuls of his Italian pasta. The man seemed to be trying to divide himself into an army to take care of so many subjects. After some insi