Tears streamed down my face; how could I do something so stupid? What was I thinking?? I didn't dare to lift my head and face him."My little sister Sierra? Thank you for giving me a reason to fuck you up. I knew this was going to happen, you think I don't know what goes on in my fucking house!""Stone, it's not what it looks like," Isabel said, moving and covering me from stone's gaze. It's exactly what it looks like Isabel, and I'm going to die for it."I did give father my word that I wouldn't kill you, but fuck it, you touched what's mine" everything seemed to be happening in slow motion as I lifted my head and watched as stone reached into his suit jacket, pulling out a black pistol, pointing it at Isabel. I jumped off the counter and in no time I was in front of Stone. I got a hold of the gun and stood in front of it. Blocking its way from Isabel.If he shot me right here and there, I didn't care, he would put me out of my misery."Please," I said with tears rolling down my face,
My arms felt like they were going to be ripped off my body as they were tied up to the pole and I was hanging off the floor. I stopped crying as my mouth hurt every time I would bite down on the gagging ball that Stone put in my mouth. My brain felt foggy. There was pain everywhere on my body, my jaw, my face, my ass from being whipped too much, my back, my arms, and my thighs. My body was being jerked forward as the whip landed harshly on my skin over and over again, if not to the same spot he would move to another. At this point, I felt like a dead body, except I wasn't dead, and Stone was making sure I felt every pain he was inflicting on me, I just wanted him to kill me already, it seemed the only way to be put out of my misery. Stone hasn't spoken a word to me, he just marched into this basement drenched in blood grabbing my weak body that was shivering in fear, tied me up to the ceiling, and started whooping me. Soon he dropped the thick small thick leather whip as he walked i
That was an order and I know how serious he wasIt doesn't matter how upset I was. I had to do what he asked. The consequences of disobeying Stone are never pretty and especially when it comes to me, he hates my defiance. With shaking steps I moved away from him walking to the bathroom. I can feel my legs shaking with each step that I took. The whole way to the bathroom I know he was watching me, he always does.I walked into the bathroom angrily and threw all the stuff that was on the counter to the floor breaking them. Holding my hands against my face I cried harder. I don't care about anything in the world right now. This torture has clouded my brain and the only thing I wanted to do was have my release.As much as I am open to the idea of touching myself I can'tIt's not that I don't know what to do I can just mimic stone's actions and pleasure myself.But it's that he'll know. And I'm scared at what he may do to me.The last time I was sexually frustrated from all his teasings I d
My face felt hot and soaked as I started choking on my sobs and saliva, making it hard for me to breathe. I feel like I could pass out anytime.He slapped my ass harshly and growled "Fucking breath."My back painfully arch due to his harsh thrusting"Stone arghm" I moaned out his name as I felt pleasure coursing through me."Please! I'll do anything!" I screamed as he continued ignoring me and started smacking my ass harshly, pounding my already sore pussy. "It hurts!" I was screaming at the top of my lungs by now. Stone is a fucking monster, how can he not feel any sympathy for me??..."Why are you doing this to me" I whimpered tightening my hold on his shoulder.He held both my legs wide open for him as he moved on top of me. "I'm sorry, Stone, I- I- I tried to hold it. I've been good, please stop hurting me" he grunted on top of me increasing his pounding. The moonlight flashed on top of him making him look like the devil that he truly is."I- I couldn't control it, I can't contro
As soon as I got to the office, Stone had forced me down between his legs and demanded that I sucked him. I hated doing this, nonetheless I still got on my knees immediately and released him from his pants.I was on my knees with His dick in my mouth when someone suddenly burst open the door I got startled and was about to take his dick out and move away when he grabbed my hair and pushed it in deeper in my mouth, I panicked when I made a loud gagging sound.A deep manly chuckle echoed in the room and I realize it was Mr. Armsberg before he said "hey Sei, how's it going down there." Ohmygod no"Stone, I just came back from my trip only to find out that you've been torturing my daughter," he said sounding serious.Is Isabel still alive?? I looked up trying to see Stone's reaction when my eyes landed on his hazel ones. I can see them darkening.He suddenly gripped my hair tighter and started bobbing my head up and down faster. I shut my eyes tightly as I gagged and felt the trail of sali
Mr. Stone Armsberg POVI was excited for today. It was my little queen's birthday. She can be so forgetful sometimes that she has no idea that today was her birthday, but I plan to make it special, it's the best I can do. This whole week will be dedicated to my beautiful girl.Waking up at 4 am just to stare at her sleeping has become a little routine of mine, she's such a bad sleeper, but I'm not complaining. Every time I wake up, I always find her bonnet on the floor. Chuckling, I got off the bed and picked it up before gently wrapping it around her hair, she looks ravishing.Her light snores are the only thing that can be heard in the room as I move around silently back onto the bed. She turns to face me and throws her arms around my torso. I brought my hand forward and cupped her face watching the drool trailing down from her mouth to her ears.I fucked her good last night. Those are the only times she would be drooling like this. I chuckled proudly, looking at the marks that litte
He pulled me away from the glass and washed my body then started washing his own as I tried to recover from my orgasm. Grabbing my hand he led me out of the shower and started drying me. Grabbing my lotion bootle he started applying it on and caressing my body. Ok, this is a bad idea "can I do it" I said and was about to grab the bottle when he extended his arm up high so I wouldn't reach it. "Allow me to treat my queen" why is he being so weird today? This isn't the first time but today he was being gentle, weird. I hope it's not another trick of his, I'd rather this side of him forever. Why are we getting dressed in the bathroom? He usually goes inside the closet and gets dressed but today he brought everything in here for us to wear. After putting my bra and panties on he told me to lift my arms and he brought a beautiful silky baby pink dress down on me. The dress was really cute. It hugged my body at the top and was kinda loose on the bottom reaching my mid-thighs, the back was
"I'm finished" I smiled up at Stone again to find him still staring at me with amusement sparkling in his eyes. What? He's never seen a woman eat this much before? "That was so good, you have a talent, I never knew you can cook." "I've cooked for you before," really? I always imagined the workers doing the cooking.He stood and reached his hand out to take "my cake, can we put it in the fridge" "Don't worry someone will come and do it" he said grabbing my hand to get out of the house. Stone opened the car door like some kind of gentleman, which he was not, and commanded me to "get in". We settled inside the car and he started driving, I looked back out at the house that's disappearing from our view. "Where are we going?" "Eager now, aren't we?"... My birthday week was the best days of my life, no seriously, it was amazing.Stone surprised me when he took me out on a yacht for my birthday, one of the things that I used to wish that I could go to. It was just the two of us and th
A few months later Sierra POV Change, what is change? I am very familiar with the verb. It has happened all my life. I have never stayed in one place for too long; here I was for the final time moving. Moving to a new life, a new beginning, and a new setting. The background change will do me good. I needed a new place away from that house; Stone didn't mind when I talked to him about wanting a new house. He had only smiled at me, stating, "Whatever my wife wants." It took a few weeks to renovate the new house how I wanted, but ultimately, it's done. I was excited to spend some time outside in the big garden house in the backyard. I try to spend as much time outside as I can. Maybe it's because of the time I spent confined in that white room with not even a speck of sunlight. I tore my gaze from the window and looked at the back seat where my twins were fast asleep. We'd been driving for over two hours now; they were sleepy. A small smile made its way onto my lips, and I looked over
"You're all dismissed," I finally decided to end this meeting that's keeping me away from my little family for so long. They know from my tone that I am satisfied and approve of our process. I pay these people well for a reason, so I only need to work when I want a full report. It isn't surprising to say that I am the happiest man on earth. I have two loving children, a beautiful obedient wife, control, and most importantly, an empire for my family to rule over for generations to come. My eyes stayed glued on Sierra as the sound of chairs being pushed back into place echoed in the room, and soon the door closed, erasing all signs of this meeting. "Stone, you broke the poor girl. The twins should use some of your techniques on their girlfriend. I heard she's been giving them a hard time" I looked over at Jonas, who sat across from me with his eyes on me as he talked about Sierra. Seems like everyone is finding their soulmates at the moment. Good luck to them with taming their little s
I stood silently over, reading the names written on the tombstone. At least Stone was kind enough to bury them and let my dad, Avery, and Danny rest in peace. I was scared to face the three people who were the cause of the guilt eating me inside; I still feel like running away and crying in a corner whenever I think about them. The events of when Stone broke the news that he killed them still runs through my head—that was the worst day for me to be alive because of what he had put me through.For the past month that I have been released from hell, I feel like I have entered a new one, Except this one was much prettier and more luxurious. My fear of Stone has genuinely taken a toll on my body, being so close to him all the time, having to see his face when I first wake up in the morning. Everything was triggering to me.I am surviving only because of my kids, but even then, I had a hard time adjusting to suddenly seeing them, they're my babies, but I feel so distant from them. I tried
The bed is warm and soft. The scent of Stone's manly cologne invaded my senses. It was more intense than before. I wouldn't doubt he was in the room; his presence wouldn't let me forget about him, not even for a second. For the past weeks, I would wake up wrapped in his arms, where he would later proceed to fuck my brains out and make me feel complicated feelings. I felt his hand caressing my face; moments later, a pair of lips softly pressed on mine. The atmosphere around the room felt different, warm. The air didn't feel suffocating. And the bed definitely was different. It was soft and fluffy compared to the one I'd been sleeping on for the past months. My eyes fluttered open, needing to see why the atmosphere had changed. I was met with a pair of dark eyes staring back at me. My body shivered, and shocks shot up my body due to our proximity, an effect he left on me from our constant sex. My eyes scan the room, and I realize I am back in our room. I was out? Stone had finally tak
My body felt numb and alive at the same time. The tiny little specks of shock shooting throughout my body wouldn't stop. Nothing ever stops, not the pain, the pleasure, and certainly not the fear. The fear that I have of Stone is almost second nature to me. It increases with each passing second, and I get frightened that at some point, it might become all I know; I might fall into a scary world where all I feel is fear of my husband.It brings tears of sadness and a bit of joy as I recognize that I've lost myself to Stone. It makes me happy because I will no longer fantasize about my life without him- it always leads me into trouble. The thought that there could be life out there for me without him always drives me to make foolish choices in hopes of getting away from him; In the end, I get hurt, really, really bad.A life where I am utterly submissive to Stone is much better than a life where I fight for the impossible. I can't escape him. I could never get away from him. He made tha
"Not bad, I like it. I'll be expecting a real kiss next time." He walked around me and sat on the bed. "Come here" my heart drops to my ass every time he says that phrase. I never know what he thinks when he says it, but it's usually to beat the fuck out of me.I limp towards him. Careful not to put too much pressure on my bandage foot. I sat on his lap sideways, just like I always do. His arm securely wrapped around my waist, holding me close to his chest. He placed a kiss on the side of my head, the side of my face, and my neck. His lips lingered on my neck more than usual. But I felt the effects of his warm lips shooting up my core.After getting my foot hammered to the ground, things changed. I really have given up. Just the thought of running away scares me now.His lips were warm, and his soft breath blew against my skin. His proximity allowed me to feel every bit of his body warmth, and I couldn't help but notice my body leaning more into him. My fear of Stone has skyrocketed.
"Disobedience, it makes me happy Sierra, and you're going to find out why." He stated darkly, taking off his blazer. My heart thumped rapidly against my chest as I clutched the bedsheets tightly. When he started marching toward the bed where I was sitting, at first, my body froze in fear as a natural response to him. When I was finally able to scoot away, he was already right in front of me. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out handcuffs. The thought of having these cuffs around my wrist again drove me out of control, and I started kicking him as they were the only weapon I could use at the moment. I must've caught him off guard when my leg kicked him straight between his legs.He released my arms, and I rolled off under him. Dropping to the floor, I looked at the door and bolted for it.A scream tore from me as I was picked up and lifted off my feet. He roughly threw me on his shoulder, and I fought harder. "Let me go!" I screamed and trashed around, kicking my legs and thr
"Stop crying" I jumped from my seat as his deep voice commanded me darkly. I quickly wiped the tear I didn't know I had shed and looked up at him. He looks at the bowl and smiles. "I was hoping you touched it. That would have given me another reason to play with you. Looks like I'll have to wait a little longer."This is what he wants. To hurt and control my mind, for fear of him to cloud my vision and to cower at just the mere thought of him. Stone is not a regular man. I genuinely believe that he was born evil."Good to see you finally moving around. I thought I had killed you," he says nonchalantly, staring at me."Why are you doing this, Stone." I managed to ask, even though I knew his reasons. I just couldn't comprehend it. I know I'm pathetic, but why does he have to hurt me like this.He ignored my question. "I expect you to be on your knees by the foot of the bed when I walk into this room and a proper greeting from my wife." He said, casually looking at me. Why is he calling m
Time is slow. Everything around me moves in slow motion. I feel cold, like a falling leaf from its tree in autumn. My body shivered, not due to the room temperature. The room was rather warm. The weakness and loneliness I had succumbed into forced my body to shiver. As if I were walking in the middle of a snowstorm.It's striking to me how everything seems so warm at the moment, yet my body shivers. My eyes scan the room for anything that looks cozy and warm, thinking that if I keep my eyes on it, I can somehow compare its warmth to a person.I need to touch something. I wish for my legs and hands to be free. To be able to hug myself. I am afraid my hands will fall off my body if cuffed like this for even one more hour. I will no longer have an arm if the devil doesn't come to free me. I hate him and wish to be far away from him, yet I find my eyes traveling to the door every passing hour, hoping he will come and set me free.I know if he comes down here, it will be most likely to puni