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A palm connects with my as s, sp anking me so hard tears escape my eyes. Alekos had been so rough last night during his
‘punishment session” my a ss is covered in brinses.
“The more you fight us, the worse it is going to be for you,” Alekos says
I won’t just let them kill me or whatever they have planned for me without fighting
When we got to the BDSM bench, Reyes and Stefan have me lie on it on my stomach and immediately tie me to it so I can’t
escape. The traps are pulled in tight, causing me more pain. Not to mention that my knees rest on the support designed for
them, and tears stream down my cheeks because it is pure agony. It feels like I am kneeling over rice.
Alebus
squats in front of me. A vein is pulsing in his temple. His eyes are those of a madman. I don’t think I have ever been so scured in
my life as I am right now.
He grabs my chin, his thumb stroking my cheek.
If they watched the cameras, why do they think I am here to spy on them or whatever bull sh it they believe? Or did Giselle
indeed tell lies about me? If so, why? [ already told her 1 would leave, and she could have Alekos to herself.
1 fight against the restraints, wanting, hoping they will at least remove the gag so I can tell them how f ucking stup id they are
Reyes and Stefan come to stand behind Alekos. Stefan stares at me like I am his worst enemy, like I am the one who killed
Emily, while Reyes has a knife in his right hand-which looks very sharp-and looks like he is ready to skin me alive. The knife’s
handle appears to have some sort of liquid in it..
It hurts, I suppose that they don’t even try to listen to what I have to say or even ask me why I went to Alekos’ office or used
Stefan’s laptop. If I had known any of this would have happened, I would have waited for them to return home. But how was I to
know they would go nuclear on me?
If I make it out of here alive, I will never touch other people’s things for as long as I live. And I will stay as far away as possible
from men.
What really hurts is Alekos calling me a lousy lay. It’s st upid, but when I have been struggling with body image all my life, this
just made me realize what men really think of below-average women.
I make a last effort to scream, hoping one of them will remove the gag, but I give up when Alekos starts talking.
“If you weren’t the woman we chose to be our bonded, you would be dead by now. As much as I want to kill you for having the
audacity to come into my home and not only search for what we know about Emily’s death but also send it to Carlos together
with G od knows what other information, we have already started the bonding. It is still early, and we could End another wuman,
but f uck if I will give Carlos the satisfaction of knowing he took another woman from us. If not for him, Emily would have been
the Lady of this house and my blood-brothers and I would not be forced to take in a lying, manipulative, loove Duke’s daughter in
the air where we should have had a family with Em.”
I never wanted to be here, to begin with, but Alekos was the one who basically forced my hand in the matter. All I wanted was to
disappear without a trace. If I could have done it on my own, I would have never put a foot inside Alekos’ office
“The idea of having to continue the bonding with her makes me sick Why can’t we just kill her right now and be done with it?”
Stefan asks.
“We still haven’t learned what she knows,” Alekos replies.
They will be so disappointed when they realize I don’t know anything and that I am not working for Carlos.
“Were you even a virgin, or was that a lie a bo?” Reyes asks.
Alekos takes a moment to think. “I bet the reason why she is so loose is because she took a lot of co ck frons Carlos and his
men,” he says to Reyes. Then in me, “When they f ucked you, they shoved three co cks at a time in your pus sy, ruining it. You
are damaged goods now. No man will ever want you. F ucking you is like
How loose am 17
Stefan themes in more insults.
I want to f ucking die. I have never regretted anything so much in life as giving my virginity in Alekos. If I could go back in the
past and relieve yesterday, I wmin
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Reyes walks around the bench, running his knife over my skin. “I really thought you were pure and innocent not pure. You are a
h oe”
e neither good nor
Beyes stops next to me. Tied as I am to the bench makes it difficult for me to
cer be in doing with his kride, making me announ
For now, he only runs the tip along my back.
“When I was a teen, I became fascinated with insects. Expecially with ants. In the Amazon, there is a tribe called Satere-Mawe.
There, for a boy to become a warrior he must use the bullet ant stings intentionally. The boy must wear gloves made of leaves
that are filled with bullet ants and endure being sung for the minutes. To become a warrior, the boy must endure this process
nenty times for several months. It is said that the pain produced by mom of the bullet ants is comparable to being shot. One can
even suffer hallucinations, extreme pain, and convulsions for several days after being mung by a buller
Is he going to put ants on me? I am scared of insects. Especially spiders. But the ants Reyes is talking about sound like
something from a horror movie.
Reyes keeps talking. “Because of this non-ending fight with Dukes, the Lords have developed many new weapons or our
techniques. A venom similar to that of the bullet ants was created this year, and I am one of the few who get to test it.”
I think I know where this is going
The venom is in the handle of his knife, and he will use it on me.
Reyes makes several cuts on my back, followed by more on my leg. Blood runs down my skin. But I barely notice it as the most
excruciating pain I have ever starts immediately. It is like fire is spreading all over my body, and my flesh will fall off my bones,
and I will die, and I can’t do anything to stop it. The pain a unbearable. My teeth bite hard into the gag, and I thrash against the
restraints, but I’am no match for them.
Tears blur my vision. I scream against the gag. I try to tell them that I will confess everything they want, but all I do is whimper in
pain
Stefan smiles, making me believe my suffering is making him happy.
Reyes steps in front of me. “We will break you and f uck with your mind until you are nothing more than a little puppet for us to
use as we
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