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My resistance seemed to anger him further. Grabbing my wrists in one of his massive hands, he held them out of the way and started his assault on my ass once again.

Tears ran from my eyes from a mix of pain and humiliation.

“Stop twisting and turning,” he said in a ragged breath. “All this fighting is making me hard again.”

His husky voice ran over me like a caressing shiver, sending a deep throb through my sore but hungry pussy. I wanted to hate this man so much but my body was begging him to hurt me more.

Leaning down, he bit the shell of my ear.

I squealed but he held me down on his lap. His other hand swept my hair away, revealing the back of my neck to him. I felt his lips ghosting over the sensitive skin before he sank his teeth into the soft flesh.

My body quivered on his lap as he squeezed my burning ass and dipped a finger between my thighs. The digit easily slipped into my slick folds.

“You’re so wet, Princess,” he said with a soft chuckle. “I used to think of you as an angel but you’re just a dirty, dirty girl.”

I wanted to die right there!

Heknewwhat his punishments were doing to me.

I squirmed and he retaliated by slipping another finger inside me. My body bucked, wanting to take them deeper inside me.

Mikhail pumped in and out of me at a slow, coaxing pace that sent tendrils of heat shooting through me. My frustration heightened. Why couldn’t he be harsher? Rougher? It was the only way I’d reach the pleasure I was desperate to seek.

“Not so fast, my dirty princess,” he whispered in my ear and chuckled.

Next second, he withdrew his fingers out of me and pushed me off his lap.

I fell to the hard ground with a thud. Before I could sit up, he’d already skipped up the short flight of stairs and was closing the door at the top.

“Wait! Stop!” I called out desperately.

“Be good and drink some water,” he said before shutting the door and plunging me into complete darkness once more.

That’s when I noticed the dark silhouette of a water bottle by the foot of the stairs. My throat was parched but the bastard lit a deeper, more relentless thirst inside me.

Ignoring the water, I sat down on the stairs and widened my legs. Reaching between my thighs, I rubbed at my aching, pulsing clit.

A moan escaped me as my core throbbed in response. I didn’t even need to insert a finger into my slick folds. Simply rubbing the hardened nub was heightening my pleasure.

My body warmed up while my fingers rubbed faster and harder. Every muscle tightened in anticipation as my pleasure rose higher.

“Oh, fuck!” I gasped out as my control broke and intense pleasure washed over me. My body shuddered, leaving me feeling satiated but not fully satisfied.

My pussy tingled, wanting to feel the hot frictions from a hard, pulsing cock within its tight walls.

Shame flooded me when my body started cooling. I couldn’t believe the way I was reacting to these cruel, ruthless psychos who’d taken me prisoner.

Iamdirty, I realized.

There was some solace in that thought. I was no longer the pure virgin Callum obsessed about. Yakim, Leon, and Mikhail made sure to taint me in both body and mind. I could only hope it’d lessen my brother’s obsession with me.

11

Leon

The cameras installed in the basement of the garden shed allowed me to see and hear everything that was happening there. Lucia’s shouts were clearly heard by me and Mikhail.

My brother left me behind in the surveillance room to check on Lucia.

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