I passed out My dream eventually came to past and I finally got to fulfill my fantasies, but I can barely remember what happened because I passed out midway. I've always wanted him rough and he came on rough, took my virginity mercilessly, and I barely remember how. I barely remember if I felt pleasured or not. So much for the anticipation. I feel so badly battered from the inside as I turn on my sheets. I notice the strawberries in them which contrast the Louis Vuitton bedcovers I'd passed out on. But at least, he remembered to be a gentleman after. I manage to put some clothes on while feeling like I would collapse in the next minute. My legs feel like jelly and my core burns like it was turn. I'm too scared to check it in the mirror or even feel it, so I decide to distract myself with the lesser inconveniences like the loud grumbling of my stomach. Slowly, I make my way downstairs and to the kitchen. Thanks to Mrs Martinez' departure, she had literally ordered fo
"I can rest?" I ask with a scoff as I ponder what he just said, but I'm a bit too weak to remain standing so I gently fall back to the couch. He converses with the delivery guy and soon enough he's turned back to face me. With the pizza in hand and a bag with my beers, he's walking towards me and it feels like dejavu all over again as he's in nothing but a small white towel tied around his waist with water dripping down his chest. The hammering of my heart against my rib cage however did not start until I notice the foam bubbles on his wrist and his palm as he gently places the pizza on the table. But thats not the only things that gets occupied; the space in front of me does too as he leads in towards me, intentionally blocking my view of the TV, so I have no choice but to look at his face. "I couldn't stop even after you passed out", he says and steals a kiss on top of my nose before standing back up. But that movement was so fast that his towel felt the pressure and came
And as he does so, he answers the question he literally forced me to ask while my moans and screams are confused with eachother. "No one else fucking wants you", his moves are so tight and almost forceful that I can't help but wonder how in the world he still has all that stamina that it make me crumble, but physically and psychologically. His use of words and the violence make me truly feel unwanted. It makes me feel like I am all alone and what I truly want at this moment is to run away "It hurts", I moan as I try to reach for his waist and push again, but he slaps my hands away and grabs my boobs. "Didn't you want it hard? I'm doing just that, or do you want me to leave? Did you have a change of mind?" His fingers are giving my nipples the tightest pinch they've ever gotten and his palms remain firmly pressed on my breasts. "You'll barely be able to walk when I'm done", he pauses as I start to feel his manhood harden and pulsate inside of me and I don't doubt him. With his
"Good morning princess", Sam's voice sounds so loving beside me. I stretch and yawn and a smile forms in my face. I can feel his eyes on my lips and my smile widens as I remember yesterday. How he apologized to me. Not only did he give me a bath and apologize for going too far like that that I cried, he also gave me a monetary gift. One that was quite large too, fifty thousand dollars. He said to take care of myself with it and accept it as his apology, he had begged me with tears in his eyes while he knelt down in front of me and had in fact suggested called the doctor to book an appointment which I refused to reassure him that I was fine. But here I am, clad in a nightgown he'd worn for me after bathing me and lying on his bed. He let me sleep here as compensation, to prove that I owned a place in his heart that was larger than his wife's. "I felt possessed and charmed when she was around and I'm really sorry for the hurtful things I said to you, I should have been be
Stella's POV "I'll join you!" My tone is affirmative and almost too strong for the question, but I can't help it. I need to breath outside of this house. Anywhere but here. "Uhn, are you sure?", Tina's surprised face turns to be as she wraps her towel properly around her chest. "Yes, hundred. In fact, I've never been more sure about wanting to leave this house for a club the way I am now", I tell her with clenched fists, hoping that the fact that I'm upset doesn't warrant too much attention. But it already did. "Oh my oh my, you look really funny and above all, whenever you're mad, now who's going to make those front covers, definitely not your face", Tina's voice isn't taunting at all, rather it's calming and reminding me of the fact that this isn't the only life I have. I have a purpose outside being a non appreciated cum dump. Another fifty thousand dollars? Tch, I'm not a slut, so why should he have to pay me for it after battering me! But I took it any way, with a
Jealousy can be washed down with alcohol. "Another one please", I ask the bartender and without a question, he pours me another glass of the bitter drink I've been swallowing since Tina left. She didn't come back for me, neither did Carl. At some point, she must have mentioned that she came with me yet, he didn't come to look for me. Just saying hi would have surfaced. "Hi pretty lady", some drunkard gives me a backrub on my bareback as I down all the content of the glass. Bitter and harsh on my throat, yet it doesn't beat the harshness I feel in my heart. "Get your hand off my", I shrug his hand away. "You're no fun", he says before getting up. But someone else approaches me from the side and orders for himself, there's a silence between us which strangely enough, I'm glad about before he speaks. "The person I like married someone else, what about you?", He asks as he turns to look at me, forcing me to want to put a face on the guy with a handsome face and a soothin
Stella's pov A dangerous glint shines in his eyes, I can't tell what he's thinking, but the look on his face is one that makes me shudder from fear of being inflicted pain upon and excitement "You are one pretty lady, Stella," he says in a cold yet passionate manner, a manner that causes me to ease up almost immediately. First hand impression and he is doing a good job at that, it had been kind of long since I last had someone call me pretty. He tucks my hair back.to my ears and bends down to my position, he moves my chin closer to his, he stares at me for brief seconds. "I want to kiss you mama.mia, can I?, I can't resist this lips of yours but then again it would do.me no good to.take it with force" he asks politely, I feel my lips curved into a smile as I nod, granting him permission to go in, I.really would not have believed he was going to.be such a cool headed and respectful person. He stares at me for a while, not saying a single thing yet checking to see if.i had reall
I brought this scene back to make references, please don't skip STELLAS POV. I roll over in bed as I feel hit by a heavy migraine, I have to admit I had drank a lot before I was approached by Lawrence the previous night, Just thinking of him makes me somewhat excited, although I have no idea if he had left me to.be on purpose before Carl and Tina found me or if he had returned with drinks and found an empty room, . Above all I feel good, perhaps it could be because I shared a splendid night with Lawrence and He had treated me better than anyone else I can recall, but then again he had drugged me to start with so there's not much honesty on his path. "awake?" I hear Tina's voice call. the door. I told my head I'm the direction of her voice as she closed the door and approached me. For starters, I had really not expected much from certain people, especially my mother but since it had come down to this I had no choice. "When did you get here?" I.manage to. ask but I feel my throa