Sinful

Yesterday was an unusual day in my life. I had so much fun with Emily's family. They treated me like their own daughter and even bought me a pendant, right away I refused to take it but her mother emotionally blackmailed me saying it was the last gift from Emily. The pendant was beautiful and really expensive. It had a diamond stone fitted in it, and God knew how I would take care of it. This was the most precious gift I ever had. The packing went well. The dinner went better. The hug from Emily went best. And now, tomorrow, I'll have a flight to Italy. Last days had passed so quickly that I forgot the count. Mom was home and currently crying for didn't know what reason. She kept crying and that pierced my heart. I felt the urge to go closer to her but something inside me just stopped me. Maybe, she needed that time alone to realise what she actually did. This was our last property that she bid for a stupid game.I was going through with my school junk stuff that

Warning: This Chapter Contains Sexual Acts. Please Read It At Your Own Risk.Nikola What a sight to my eyes! I must agree Mattea had sent a bomb this time. The way she moved her thick ass in a sensual way, grinding it opposite to the wall while biting that plump lower lip, her pussy was popping out as if it wanted to be licked till the last drop.Oh, this slut could give me a great fuck. I wanted her to ride me rough until she would faint. “Sit on the sofa with your legs wide open,” I ordered her and she stopped squeezing her boobs, sashayed to the sofa in her black YSL heels and sat as I commanded. Her pussy was clearly exposed before my eyes, I could see that swollen clit wet. My mouth became watery, I gulped my desire down my throat.She started rubbing her clit and I filled my lungs with the air. Her eyes were on me but I knew she couldn’t look clearly through me as the projector light was blin

Kristen This place was sick. I was crying myself to death, I wanted to scratch each inch of my skin to get rid of their hands all over my body. Their laughs and moans were plastered in my memory. I was mentally shrieking as loud as I could so that I could silence their voices in my head loudly, but they were still there. They didn’t miss any part of my body to remain untouched; not even my vagina. I couldn’t feel anything other than humiliation and disgust, the thoughts were killing me and I couldn’t stop crying.I couldn’t believe where I had gotten myself involved in matters of hours being in Italy. I was regretting the second I said yes to mom for coming here. How did I miss the clue my mother was planning to do something like this to me? I thought she had changed but it was my foolish heart who liked to believe in miracles. Now, those miracles were only a pain in my ass. I was on someone&rsquo

Kristen I woke up, late. Didn’t know what time it was until my eyes reached for a clock that displayed 2:34 PM to be exact. I inhaled deeply, stretched my arms, puffed out all the laziness and encouraged myself to climb out of the bed to make mom some sandwiches but then I realised this wasn’t my bed… in fact, the room wasn’t mine either. It was an attic and roaming my eyes around, reality made its way hard in my chest. My flight, mom’s betrayal, those girls’ harassment and then Mattia’s sudden change in behaviour. I thought it was a dream and it would end once I sleep but I was still living in it and who knew how long. My head bent. I noticed I was in black lingerie with no underwear on. My breath was stiff, felt so uncomfortable because I wasn’t used to sleeping almost naked. I extended my hand for a glass of water and gulped all of it. Meanwhile, someone’s steps invaded

7Kristen I had enough to know I was in danger. It was dawn and I was still here even when I wanted to be miles apart from these girls who were glaring at me without giving a blink away. I wasn't watching them but I could feel their eyes on me. This place was full of gossipers. Mattia needed to acknowledge I won't be able to fit in this atmosphere. So I had to give the best whine of my life to convince her to send me away from this shithole, or else that blonde witch and gang would strangle me in my sleep or… throw acid on my face or... slit my throat. Who knows?God… please.I could not live my life in fear. She said she had to make calls to arrange a living for me. At first click, I thought to make her call mom and ask her if she could forgive me for whatever reason she dumped me here and take me away. But ever since I rolled my head over it, I realised moving with her would chop off all the wings o