All Chapters of Sold but saved by my Stepson: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

From outside, he stepped into the the parlor followed by father behind him. Father's head was down. He didn't look at Camila, maybe to hide his shame, maybe because of guilt. But Camila didn't care at all, she hated him, she hated him with all the blood that runs through her veins. Dante came running from bedroom. He kept banging his fists on one of the men who still held Camila. "Let my sister go. Leave my sister alone. Don't take her away." He cried in fury. But something halt him in his track. It was "boss" aiming a revolver at Dante. "Please Boss, don't shoot my son." That was father. He stammers when he was caught in a difficult situation. He pleads with boss while he ran to grab Dante behind him. Dante was lucky he was dad's favorite. "Please boss. you have my daughter. I've finally paid my debts. Please don't take my son too." Boss release his index finger from the flat of the trigger while he safely keeps his gun in a holster in his trouser's waistband. Camila strugg

Camila shook her face away. Boss turn to leave. His goons followed too. When the door shut close, Maria and Anna rushed to their plates savaging the content in it. Camila could clearly see that the men was horrible enough to let the girls starve just so they could prove who own their lives now. They dig in with their fingers. Camila only stared down at her food in disgust kicking it to the wall. But the girls didn't pay attention to her, they kept eating until their plates were empty. They were surprise to see Camila food spilled all over the wall. Camila hardly can tell how long time had gone. Judging by her aggressive stomach, she could tell its already past mid day. Even the loud music she had been hearing had subsided. Seems like Boss only runs his business late at night. She drift to slumber with her churning stomach thinking of her promise to mother, thinking of Dante. Whip! Something thick lashed on Camila right foot. She jolt awake feeling the stinging pain of the bel

"Good girl." He smiled. Winkles made way at the corner of his lips. "Do it." He told the men whose hands have not left her shoulders and arms. They advance her forward to curtain that demarcated the room they were in. There they lay her flat on the bed making her face up. One the goon held her arms above her heads where he used a Flexible cuffs retraining her wrist to the metal head broad. The other goon held her ankles down, so when his partner was through with the cuffs, he strode forward to one of Camilla legs with next goon flexing his grip on the girl's other ankle. Camila was confused about what they plan on doing to her. She struggled to shook her arms and legs free. She winced when the goons spread her legs apart then the doctor knelt down, moved the hem of her gown upward. He moved the ridge of her panties to the side of her pussy. His fingers examined her pussy. Sometimes he gets little annoyed because Camila wouldn't stay still for him to carry on his necessary examinat

She peak down at his bulging underwear. His cock making its landmark in his pants. Now that's the sign she had been looking for. He looked down too seeing how much his cock tries to wage a war in his pants. It needed her mouth in his cock. Without thinking, he undid the robes. She strengthen her sore wrists by twirling them around at the joints. "While don't we start over there." Camila point towards the sofa. The old man grin stupidly while Camila lead the way. Her ass cheeks waggled, he thought of how much he wanted to squeeze then while he takes her from behind. But Boss should have warned him about the last dickless fool who had been unfortunate before. She pushed him toward the sofa. He plops down, steadied himself to remove the last clothing on him. Camila squat down to her knees. The man spare her the trouble of spreading is legs aside. His greasy cock came into sight. She took him in without wasting time. She was so good, just too good while she she took him in like

"What!!!" He blared. He went to see for himself while the rest of his men followed behind dragging along Camila with them. Party was over. The girls were all cleaning, mostly weary of the boss and his men aggressive looks towards the VIPs. Boss face turned pale face become even whiter seeing the dead man Camila was given to. Both his thumb and index went to the top of his brows. He massaged knowing the amount of damage this is. This was a Mr Steven, a ranking political man who had placed a heavy price on the kind of virgins he knew he wanted to his satisfaction. But the greater damage was on the floor in room 7. Blackshot, an high illegal drug dealing tycoon and worse his hefty men were outside waiting for their boss not to mention having to deal with his twin brother, the shrewdest Mafia in all Mexico. "We are all FUCKED." Boss told his men while he shot a dangerous glare at Camila. His men thought they had heard those words but the obiviors was his scream. Everyone was startled t