Layla.Emilio guided us into the house, showing us our rooms. Mine was a bit farther from the boys, but when I walked into the personal suite, I couldn't be mad. It looked like something that had dropped out of a fairytale. There was a huge queen size bed sitting in the middle of the huge space, a seating area and a grand wardrobe. Let's not even mention the beautiful vanity placed in a dainty corner of the room."Wow... It's so beautiful." I muttered aloud as I sauntered into the room. The rug under my feet felt so soft, I almost felt guilty for stepping on it with my shoes. Everything screamed money and to be honest, I was absolutely in love with it."I'm glad you like it." Emilio's voice came from behind me and I turned to him, a small smile framing my face."Thank you for the beautiful room." I muttered shyly, fiddling with my fingers. He didn't say anything else, but the look on his face had my heart skipping a beat. "Um... We should probably go join the others." I said aloud wh
Layla.I woke with a splitting headache the next morning. Groaning quietly, I grabbed my head, turning away from the bright light shining directly into my eyes, curling into myself. The dull ache persisted and I finally forced my eyes open."Maybe, I did drink too much last night." Why does my head hurt so badly?" I murmured as I sat up on the bed."A glass of water should help." A voice spoke, startling me. I looked up and was surprised to see it was Emilio standing next to be my bed, already dressed up with a glass of water already in his hands. I squinted at him, a brow raised. When did he walk in and his long as he been in my room?Emilio must have seen the question in my eyes as he opened his mouth to speak. "I just walked in here. Came with this glass of water because of I'm sure you'll be hungover due to way you drank last night." He explained. I let out a breath, accepting the glass of water from him and drinking all the water in a matter of seconds. The pounding reduced but
Layla.That night, after dinner Dante came to see me in my room. I was lying on my bed, scrolling through my phone when I heard a knock on the door. Pausing slightly, I called out for the person behind it to walk in before going back to pressing my phone. Dante strolled in, heading straight to my bed as he sat at the edge of it."Hey there..." I muttered, smiling. "Come to see me?" I asked."Yes, and I also wanted to ask me you something as well." He answered."Really? What is it?" I asked, sitting up on the bed, giving him my full attention. His expression changed subtly but he spoke anyway."Did you speak with Emilio today?" He asked and I felt my heart skip a beat, my blood running cold. Seems like Emilio must have gone ahead to tell Dante after promising he wouldn't. That liar."Y...es" I drawled, eyeing Dante cautiously. Dante just chuckled, shaking his head. I bit my lip, my mind jumping to all of the worst case scenarios of how this conversation could go wrong."Don't worry. It
Layla.I slowly drifted back to consciousness, utterly confused. My head felt thickand muzzy as if I had been speaking and suddenly woke upto find that I had dozed off in the middle of a precarious situation. Feeling my surroundings, I realized that I had been placed on a very soft bed, cool air brushing against my naked skin.Wait... What? Where am I?I tried to move but quickly realized to my horror that it was impossible. This confusion soon spun into panic as a spike of adrenalinerushed through my veins. I was bound, and there wassomething covering my eyes, a dark blindfold. Like an animalcaught in a trap I instinctively thrashed, trying to break free.No chance.Oh my God! This is not happening!I forced myself to take long slow breaths, while Iattempted to understand what exactly had happened, and how I had gotten here in this place.I had been sitting in the kitchen area when all three men walked in and tried began to to talk with me. Flustered, I had gulped down the g
Emilio."So... What did she say?" I asked Dante after he stepped out of the room, his lips pursed in a grim line. He narrowed his eyes at me before letting out a sigh and running a hand through his hair, rubbing his neck afterward."Well, she agreed to it. Butt she's still very scared. You'll have to be very gentle with her." He muttered."Of course," I replied, hating the relief I felt at his words. He peered at him, a disgruntled expression."I'm being serious here. You have to be gentle with her. I won't hesitate to barge into that place if I find out you made her uncomfortable in any way." He stated, his voice stern.I raised my hands in a sure sign of surrender. "I won't harm her, really. If she's really against it, I'll stop." I said. He stared at me for a while, his gaze weary before letting out a sigh of resignation."Okay... Our deal still stands, yes.""Definitely. I'll have her for two days and then you'll be introduced into the picture." I told him. He nodded, but I still
Layla."I want to touch your breasts."Those words resounded in my ears multiple times, my heart pounding in my chest. I deal dryly, my head jerking into a nod. I felt him move closer, his scent and heat filling my nostrils and causing my entire body to go warm. Before long, his fingers settled on my neck, and he applied a little pressure on it before sliding it down my neck, through the valley between my breasts. I held my breath, my heart racing. Squeezing my eyes against the blindfold, I waited for the inevitable.One hand soon reached for my right breast and she cupped it higher, before slowly squeezing it. A gasp escaped my lips, my entire skin burning up. He let out a low growl of desire and did it again, kneading my breast between his fingers. I gasped softly again, when he flicked my taut nipple with his thumb, pleasure zinging through my veins.His other hand soon occupied my other breasts and before I knew it, he was kneading both with his hands. I could feel myself grow wet
Layla."You're drenched. Look at you, making a mess on the bed." Emilio's voice reached me moments later after my whimpering and mewling had subsided, my body feeling like molten lava had been poured on it. Blinking against the blindfold, I tried to force air into my lungs, unable to stop my body from shaking. I hadn't orgasmed yet and it was starting to feel like I would go crazy."Your musk smells divine too. You are making so hard Layla, I have to stroke myself just to get rid of the tension." Emilio continued, his guttural voice sending shivers down my spine. I opened my mouth to try to speak but Emilio pressed his middle finger against my lips."Shh..." He whispered softly. "Remember the rules, you're not to speak unless spoken to. Don't tell me you've forgotten." He growled and I shook my head but a whimper escaped my lips instead. He chuckled darkly but slipped his hands lower, pulling on the nipple clamps with the chain embedded in it. I arched my back, the sharp shot of pain
Layla.He's joking right? Orgasm denial while I am at the cliff, about to fall over!? But he just kept caressing my hair, his molten gaze on my body causing goosebumps to rise on my skin"I'll be in denying your orgasm got an hour straight." If you succeed in not orgasming during that period, you'll get your orgasm and a break." He spoke gently. I swallowed, my body shuddering as I made to ask that next question."W-what happens if I don't." I stuttered out, my voice tiny."If you don't, you'll be turned over to your butt and spanked ten times. Do you understand?" He asked but I was already shaking my head."N-no... You can't do that to me." I spoke, a slight panic in my voice."But I will..." He said, his voice laced with sinister promise. "Make no mistake, you're mine for the next two days, of course I get to go whatever I want to do to you. You're going to love it, I promise." I could only whine I shake my head. I was about to orgasm just moments ago and now he's going to me deny