AUTHOR'S WARNING: This chapter may contain really dark scenes, such as slavery, SA, and torture. Be warned, or read at your own risk.The feminine cry caused Leonardo to become distracted and stop moving. When he turned around to see who was calling for his help, he found a beautiful, slim young lady who was bound to a table. She had blue eyes that framed her adorable face and delicate nose. Her long, straight brown hair was spread out across the table. Her hands were cuffed above her head and her legs were splayed on the four edges of the table, making it accessible for anyone to freely make use of her. She was naked in front of the men surrounding her, feeling so helpless and vulnerable.Leonardo approached them, and the men surrounding the lady on the table parted ways for him to come close to her.The lady felt relief; she thought Leonardo was going to save her from these men. "Please don't let them do this to me. I'm a virgin", she lamented bitterly."You're a virgin?" Leonardo as
Isabella felt her legs shaking as she groggily dragged herself to the front door of her house. She had just arrived after traipsing for approximately thirty minutes. She opened her bag and began fumbling through it for her phone till she found it. She brought out her phone and dialed her mom's number. The phone rang for a few seconds before the caller responded."Please open the door, mom," Isabella said, and she hung up immediately.A few minutes later, the door was unlocked from the inside and opened."What happened, Isabella? It's nine o'clock and you're late from work," her mom complained as she pulled the door open and stepped aside to let her in.Isabella walked in through the door and entered the house, leaving the door open behind her, which her mother quickly shut before turning to look at her. She stepped out of her shoe and tossed it to the floor. As she made her way to her small bedroom, she stretched out her exhausted body."I'm talking to you, young lady," Celina continu
HIGHLY RATED CONTENT [NO SA]ENJOY AND DON'T FORGET TO VOTE GEMS AND COMMENT—-Leonardo moved closer to the staircase and stopped as his gaze was drawn to the stage. There were two naked strippers dancing around a pole in the middle of the stage and a few naked women dancing on the floor. Some of the women were outside the stage, on their knees, giving men a blowjob while they stood proudly as if they owned the place, enjoying the pleasure as they watched the sexy strippers dance naked and sexually around the pole.Leonardo paused for a moment, watching the naked stripper dance around the pole, spreading her legs apart so that everyone could see her pussy as she swung her petite body around the pole.When one of the red-haired female strippers observed Leonardo gazing at her, she smiled and began squeezing her boobs to make them stand out in order to get him to come closer to her. She whined her tiny waist while her ass lightly bounced as she was trying hard to catch his attention. H
Trigger Warnings from the Author: This Chapter Might Contain Extreme Violence and Abuse. (NO SA)."Who are you?" she asked. "Are you here to force me to eat your disgusting food again?" Gianna asked, sounding irritated as she anticipated for a response from any one of them standing in the dark. She was shivering from the coldness of the water and the chilly breeze grazing her skin, causing her pink, tiny nipples to peek through her nightgown.Without saying a word, Leonardo and his henchmen stood in the dark, alertly observing Gianna. They scrutinized her from head to toe in her damp nightgown; her transparent nightgown clanged against her body, highlighting the curves of her slender physique. Her pink nipples puffed out against the thin fabric of her nightgown, which left no doubt that she wasn't wearing any bra.The four men behind Leonardo were staring at her braless breast. The translucent dress displayed the contour of her small breast and their eyes appeared to be drawn to her c
Trigger Warnings from the Author: This Chapter Might Contain a Highly Steamy Scene, Extreme Violence, Abuse, and (SA).Gianna clenched her teeth in agony. "I beg you, please spare me," she wailed. As Leonardo slid the cool blade softly down her chest, she clamped her eyes tight to restrain herself from sobbing.Leonardo pressed the knife on the tip of her garment, slicing the knife down to cut through her nightdress while his henchmen watched in wanton lust.Gianna closed her eyes and swallowed hard as the sharp blade ripped her nightgown in half, causing it to split apart and display her delicate tits. Leonardo proceeded down, pulling her nightgown apart all the way down to the hem of her dress. He ripped her panty down from her waist to the ground, exposing her entire body.After tearing her garments apart, Leonardo used the knife to cut off her shoulder straps and let her nightgown drop to the floor, leaving her completely exposed to his thugs, whose lust-filled gaze was ravaging h
Trigger Warnings from the Author: This Chapter Might Contain a Highly Steamy Scene, Extreme Violence, Abuse, and (SA)."Never! I'm never going to suck the cock of a man who murdered my father!" Gianna shouted angrily.Leonardo scowled, needing to make it clear that he wasn't here to play games with her. "Strip her naked!" He gave a command.The henchmen released his grip on Francesca’s hair, dipped the gun into his holster, and grasped her two arms back."Let go of me," Francesca demanded as she struggled to wiggle out of his grip.Another man approached Francesca and tore her garments in half, causing her huge breast to bounce out free in a jiggle. He took hold of the waistband of her pants and pulled them down from her waist all the way down to her leg, displaying her lovely, trimmed pussy for everybody to see.Francesca was mortified as she stood completely exposed in front of everyone's gaze. She tried to wrap her arms around herself to conceal her nakedness, but the man behind he
Trigger Warnings from the Author: This Chapter Might Contain Highly Rated Scene.Gianna kneeled in front of Leonardo, her face only an inch from his cock.Leonardo, who stood in front of Gianna, gazed down at her as he unfastened his belt and let it fall down to his ankles which caused his hard cock to break free at her notice. He was still making an effort to suppress the image of Isabella that kept recurring in his mind. When he glanced down at Gianna, all he could see was Isabella's face. He’d always imagine her whenever he wanted to have sex, and it made him curious about the impact Isabella has on him. He scowled in distaste at Gianna's face, leading Gianna to question what was wrong with her face. She was aware that her body smelled badly after not showering for days, but it wasn't enough to give her that attitude. Leonardo averted his gaze to the ceiling to avoid looking at Gianna's face. "Hurry up and suck my cock!" he said, as he couldn't handle the discomfort of his stiff er
TRIGGER WARNINGS FROM THE AUTHOR: THIS CHAPTER MIGHT CONTAIN A HIGH STEAMY SCENE.Gianna pulled the trigger, and nothing happened. With horror in her eyes, she gazed at Leonardo. "Wait, what the fuck did you do? Why isn't the gun…?"Leonardo snapped in with a scoff. "Did you even care to check if there were bullets in the gun before taking any action?" he inquired, and Gianna stared down at the pistol, her pulse racing rapidly. She cautiously pulls back the pistol magazine to check whether there are any bullets, and surprisingly, it is empty and worthless.Gianna's face lit up with realization. Her self-confidence instantly vanished, and fear overtook her. She knew she was doomed. "You knew there were no bullets in the gun." Gianna remarked coolly."That's right," Leonardo responded with a proud smirk on his face as he lowered his hand. "That is a fake gun. I use it for threats." He added.Out of shock, Gianna let go of the pistol and it fell to the ground."Now I have to keep the pro
"Please, just do anything you want with me, but don't report me to the police or expose the clip," Isabella cried out, her eyes tightly closed, hoping he hadn't hit the button.Leonardo let out a soft chuckle upon hearing her response. His smile widens as he raises an eyebrow inquisitively. "Anything I want...? With you?" he repeated, sounding intrigued by her offer."Yes!” Isabella responded sharply.“Excellent choice, Isabella," he remarks wickedly, and she opens her eyes sadly to meet his sinister gaze. "I want to fuck you, Isabella," he whispered. “Now, tell me how much you want me," Leonardo whispers with a devilish grin adorning his handsome features.“I want you, Leonardo," Isabella told him.“No," Leonardo countered, leaning in until their lips were mere inches apart.Isabella closed her eyes, uncertain about what more he desired from her.“Beg me to fuck you, Isabella," Leonardo commanded, squeezing her cheeks together tightly.“Please, fuck me Leonardo!" Isabella whispered,
Isabella eyes was fixated on the tape of Matteo engaging intimately with her. The audio continued to play, eliciting moans from the phone as the video progressed, leaving Leonardo feeling irritated and Isabella in a state of shock."Do you think I didn't know about your erotic affair with my brother?" Leonardo inquired, catching her off guard with his question. Isabella looked up, meeting his gaze, and he stared down at her. She was aware that he knew about her relationship with his brother, but what she didn't know was that Leonardo had been the one watching her and Matteo in the hallway."How could you, Leonardo?" Isabella asked, her voice filled with a mix of shock and disbelief as she attempted to snatch the phone from his hand.However, Leonardo swiftly evaded her attempt, extending his hand up and preventing her hand from reaching the phone."Oh, how could I?" Leonardo retorted, scoffing as he dipped his phone behind his pocket. "Well, why would you let my brother fuck you first
"None! Just let me go, Leonardo!" Isabella yelled at him as she tried to move away along the wall in the opposite direction.However, Leonardo promptly blocked her path by placing his other hand against the wall, thwarting her escape. "Do you think I would let you go so easily without punishing you for your mistake?" he asked, licking his lips hungrily as he stared down at her intensely."Sir, if you don't..." Isabella's voice trailed off as she struggled to speak under the weight of his penetrating gaze, which only made her feel extremely uncomfortable. "Don't even dare to scream, Isabella; the door is soundproof, so no one will hear you," Leonardo said, seemingly aware of what she might consider doing.Isabella felt a surge of fear, her stomach fluttering nervously. She couldn't comprehend why her body found something intriguing or exciting about him when he was blatantly trying to harass her inappropriately. "I'll pay for the damage. How much is it?" she asked, but Leonardo respon
Isabella's heart raced so fast with fear; she was so scared by his threat that she took two steps back, away from his reach."Leonardo, the..." Isabella begun, interrupted by his curt demand, "I don't care if the picture is yours or not! Just take off your clothing and prove it," Leonardo snapped, clearly irritated by her reluctance to comply with his command."It's not mine, Sir Leonardo," Isabella protested, tears welling up in her eyes, hoping he would believe her."Do you want me to involve the police?" Leonardo asked, raising an eyebrow with all seriousness, which caused Isabella’s eyes to widen and panic to surge through her. "I could call the police right now and sue you for attempting to seduce me," he threatened. "I've got proof, and I won't hesitate to expose you by stripping you naked in front of everyone," Leonardo asserted sternly.Isabella's whole body trembled with fear, wondering what she had gotten herself into. She questioned herself inwardly, 'Oh God, what have I do
Isabella wondered what he was asking about because she was only apologizing for coming late so he wouldn't fire her, but here he is talking about something else.“Please, what are you talking about, sir?” Isabella asked.Leonardo sighed and relaxed back on his swivel chair. It seems she doesn't understand what he meant and he needed to make it more obvious to her that he had seen the picture. "Did you think I didn't see the message?""What are you talking about?” Isabella asked to be sure what message he was talking about because she was sure she deleted the photo if it was that. “Of course I sent you the document”, She added with a nervous smile.Leonardo grew frustrated with her apparent bewilderment and snapped, "Stop pretending like you don't know, Isabella!" He asserted, causing Isabella to furrow her brows in confusion, wondering if there was something he knew that she didn't know.Judging from Isabella's continued puzzled expression, Leonardo was certain she was unaware of what
Leonardo stepped out of the elevator and hurried into his office. His erection was evidence, straining against his pants and causing him discomfort. He locked the door behind him, walked to his desk, sat down, and unlocked his phone again. It revealed in his phone that Isabella had sent the necessary documents he had requested, but the deleted photo still remained. She must have panicked after sending the photo to him. He thought.‘But what if this photo wasn't meant for me, then who was it meant for? My brother?’ He questioned inwardly. ‘It better not, because it wasn't part of the deal that he would still be involved with her’. Leonardo mumbled to himself."Fuck", Leonardo groaned, glancing down at his pants, where his cock was visibly straining the fabric. His erection had literally created a noticeable tent in his pants. The feeling was annoyingly painful, and he really needed relief. "Relax, it's just a boob photo; we're not even into boobs," Leonardo muttered to himself, attempti
"Sooo... back to business," Sofia continued, diverting her gaze to the tablet connected to the projector screen. She swiped her finger across the tablet-screen, displaying multimedia content on the projector screen for everyone to see. She began explaining further for better comprehension while the employees followed along with the visible projector screen. She proceeded to display a slideshow of graphs accompanied by pictures, saying, "We've been receiving numerous complaints about the hotel's customer service and low ratings from the customers..."Her words faded in Leonardo's ears, as he wasn't paying as much attention as the rest of the employees. He was worried that Isabella is yet to arrive at work, and it had been bothering him so much that she hadn't sent a respond to his request yet.Leonardo grabbed his phone from the table and started sending her a series of messages, expressing his frustration over her failure to send the documents he requested. Although the documents were
TWO HOURS AGO.Leonardo ended the phone-call with Isabella and entered the conference room, instantly, everyone promptly rose from their chairs to acknowledge his presence.All The employees were uniformly dressed in a white long-sleeve shirts paired with black skirts and pants, as per the prescribed dress code for the meeting. The uniform made them easily identifiable for the meeting. "Good morning, sir," the employees said in unison.However, Leonardo disregarded their greetings as he made his way to the head of the long, dark, glass-topped table, where he sat in the high-backed executive chair. His commanding presence captured the room's attention. "Get to work," he commanded brusquely, and the employees settled into the plush, cushioned chairs surrounding the table.Every chair was occupied except the one next to Leonardo, which was reserved for Isabella, the secretary."Sir..." a male employee raised his hand, requesting permission to speak, and Leonardo nodded, granting him per
The elevator beeped open before she stepped out of the elevator and entered the magnificent hallway that led to the conference room. As she walked through the hallway, she turned to look at the transparent walls beside her and caught a glimpse of the staff in the spectacular boardroom room. They were all packing up their stuff from the big table, while a few employees were already stepping out of the conference as they moved towards the elevator.It seemed to her that the meeting was over, but she needed to confirm. "Please, is the meeting over?" Isabella asked one of the employees passing by, but her query was met with a dismissive demeanor. The white lady's hurried attitude indicated she had no time for conversation."Please excuse me," the lady said, giving Isabella a light nudge before entering the elevator and departing.Something was wrong, Isabella could tell by their expressions. She quickened up her steps and arrived at the conference room’s entrance, and just as she was abou