Shawn's POVI was too much in a hurry earlier, but I let her take her time, however I grow impatient as I start to help her, really hard and fast time time too until tears are rolling down her cheeks and until I'm hard enough to go again. After our third round, Regina is pleading for me to stop. "You asked for it, didn't you? You've always liked it rough, haven't you reggy?" I ask as I continue to fire inside her. "Yes, but my pussy is on fire, Shawn, please let me take a break"she pleads from where her legs are bent over my shoulders. "Sadly that can't happen now. I want to fuck your brains out" she says as she's cumming but I'm not stopping. "I'm cumming. This is too intense for me Shawn, I might pass out", she says but that doesn't stop me. I'm too deep into this to stop. "I'll comtinue even if you pass out at this point. I want you really bad, Regina" I say as I continue pounding her. I do not stop to even adjust a rhthym. Oh Stella, look what you have caused? Stella's P

But I can barely focus on that when another day comes and almost ends the same way, master once again ignores me and it can only be because Tina is around. Does he like her too? I hope not. Once again it's just me and Mr Charles and I'm bored, tired and frustrated, because for some reason, Shawn found his way about it and made it all so fucking awkward for me. So I thought I'd try something else or ratehr someone new. "Thank you for the meal, Mr Charles", I say as I flash the handsome chef a smile. But that's not the only thing being flashed as my cleave is very well obvious and has his eyes and body in fact, but thegreeting seems to have drawn him out of his head. "Hmm hmm", he clears his throat awkwardly as he looks up at me with his eyes open widely like a deer caught in headlights. "Thank you", he says as he stands up. "Come on, you don't have to be in a hurry, let's eat together", I tell him with my hot red painted fingernails on his thighs and my eyes gazing up to

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

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

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