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Re: My first story
Enjoying this story .... please update soon TS!
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Re: My first story
The stalker released Xavier from the wall, pushing him toward the women. Xavier's eyes met Chloe's, a silent plea passing between them, but he moved forward, his hands resting tentatively on Joanne's hips.
"Touch her," the stalker commanded, his voice sharp. "Make her feel it." Xavier's fingers trembled as he traced the curve of Joanne's waist, his touch gentle despite the circumstances. Joanne's eyes fluttered closed, her breath hitching as Xavier's hands moved lower, cupping her buttocks and pulling her closer. Chloe watched, her heart pounding, as Xavier's lips brushed Joanne's neck, his kisses soft and reverent. She felt a surge of jealousy, quickly followed by guilt. This wasn’t their choice; it was a violation, a perversion of everything they’d shared. "Now, Chloe," the stalker said, his voice dripping with anticipation. "It’s your turn to take control." He handed her a small vibrator, its hum buzzing menacingly in her hand. Chloe's fingers trembled as she pressed it against Joanne's thigh, slowly moving it higher. Joanne's body arched, a soft moan escaping her lips despite herself. "Harder," the stalker commanded, his voice a low growl. Chloe bit her lip, her fingers tightening around the vibrator as she pressed it against Joanne's clit. Joanne's moans grew louder, her body bucking against the chains. Xavier watched, his expression a mix of desire and anguish, as he reached out to stroke Joanne's breast, his thumb brushing her nipple. The stalker circled them, his camera phone capturing every moment. "Perfect," he whispered. "Now, Xavier. It’s time for you to take what’s yours." Xavier hesitated, his eyes meeting Chloe's, but the stalker's threat hung heavy in the air. Slowly, he stepped forward, his hands resting on Chloe's hips as he pulled her closer. Chloe's breath caught as Xavier's lips met hers, his kiss hungry and desperate. She could taste Joanne on his lips, a bitter reminder of their captivity. Her hands moved to his chest, her fingers digging into his skin as she pressed herself against him. |
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The stalker's laughter echoed through the warehouse, a chilling soundtrack to their forced passion. "That’s it," he hissed. "Give me everything."
Xavier's hands moved lower, his fingers tracing the curve of Chloe's buttocks before slipping between her thighs. She gasped as he entered her, his touch both familiar and foreign in this twisted context. Joanne's moans mingled with Chloe's, the vibrator still humming against her clit as Xavier thrust into her, his movements urgent and rough. Chloe's mind spun, her body responding despite her revulsion. She could feel the stalker's eyes on them, could imagine the unseen viewers' twisted pleasure. Her orgasm built, a wave of sensation crashing over her as Xavier's thrusts quickened, his own release drawing near. But just as Chloe was about to climax, the stalker stepped forward, his hand gripping Xavier's shoulder. "Stop," he commanded, his voice sharp. Xavier froze, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Chloe's body trembled, her orgasm denied, her frustration mingling with relief. The stalker smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Not yet. We’re just getting started." He turned to Joanne, his fingers tracing her trembling body. "Your turn, darling. Show them what you can do." |
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Supporting a very nice story. Please go on ....
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Chloe grabbed him by the hand and weaved through the club, the anticipation building with every step, exiting the club, where the cool night air greeted them. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a soft glow over the cityscape.
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Joanne's eyes widened, her fear palpable, but the stalker's threat was clear. Slowly, she reached out, her fingers brushing Chloe's cheek before moving lower, her touch hesitant but deliberate.
Chloe's breath caught as Joanne's fingers slipped between her thighs, her touch both gentle and firm. Xavier watched, his expression unreadable, as Joanne's lips met Chloe's, their kiss deep and desperate. The stalker's laughter filled the warehouse, a chilling reminder of their captivity. "Perfect," he whispered. "Now, let’s see how far you’ll go." As the night wore on, the trio found themselves entangled in a web of forced desire, their bodies responding despite their minds' protests. The stalker's commands grew more depraved, his camera capturing every moment as they were pushed to their limits. But as the first light of dawn crept through the warehouse windows, the stalker's grip on them began to falter. His obsession with their performance had blinded him to the growing desperation in their eyes, the silent pleas for freedom. |
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Re: My first story
Sorry to all bros that are supporting the story, but I will be stopping it. I'm having difficulties juggling between work, personal life and writing/editing. I may revisit writing again once there's a better balance. Thank you for reading and I hoped everyone enjoyed my first writing experience.
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