His Prisoner 21+

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"And if you let anybody else touch you. Then I'll skin you alive." His words sent chills to her body, in a very bad way. She gulped nervously.

He began planting kisses on the side of her neck.
His rock hard cock was poking her ass.

"Do you feel that?" He grinded his cock on her ass.

"That's what you do to me. Now take care of it."
He laid her on the bed and hovered over her.

Mature content ahead. (Ink)

Swiftly, he snatched off both clamps harshly in one go, making Emaan scream loudly in pain.

Mature content has been trimmed.

"I want to wash it. It feels sticky."

"Okay jao." (Okay go.)

Emaan got startled as she thought he would refuse to let her go.

He rolled on to the side and closed his eyes.

She hesitantly covered her body with a comforter and went to the washroom and locked it.

Turning on the tap, she started to wash her hands and mouth.

A gasp left her as Arzal hugged her from behind.
"Chalo. Let's take a bath." (Let's go.)

He went to the bath tub and turned on the tap, filling it.

Emaan stood there confused seeing him as she had locked the door.

"Idhar aa." (Come here.)

She took small steps towards him, clutching the comforter tightly around her.

He pulled her towards him and swiftly took off the comforter. "You don't need this. Maine already sab dekha huwa hai. I have touched and kissed each and every part of your body." (I've already seen all of your body.)

She felt humiliated hearing him.

Emaan squealed when he lifted her up and sat her in the tub. He also joined her, as he sat behind her. She was uncomfortably sitting in between his legs.

Arzal held her shoulders and leaned her body on his chest.

He gently started to caress her body with his hands, just feeling the softness of it.

Emaan closed her eyes tightly, feeling shivers on her body.

She winced, he was rubbing his beard on her shoulder and neck.

"Hhow old are you?" She asked him timidly.

"I'm 26."

"Why?" He inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"Y-you're so older than me."

"So? I'm pretty sure even your mom must be at least 10 years younger than your father."

She clenched her lower lip.
"But..but my mom loves my dad, and I don't love you.

Arzal clutched her jaw and drew her face near his.

"You will, baby. You will. You will get so much addicted to me that you won't see anybody else other than me."

Her body was trembling in fear of getting hurt by him.
"Taangein khol." He commanded her. (Open your legs.)

She opened her legs and moans escaped her as his way hand made his way towards her cunt, caressing it roughly.

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Many times Emaan thought of telling Anum about Arzal, but didn't have the courage to.

She has decided to ask help from her brother in law as she knows he's friends with him.

Emaan was standing outside her school, waiting for Arzal. He usually comes before her school gets over.

"Oye! Emaan! Teri ride nahi ayi abhi tak?" She turned around and found her classmate, Hina. (Hey!
Emaan! Is your ride not here yet?)

"No. I'm.I'm waiting for my brother."

"I'm also waiting for my brother. If your brother is not here before my brother then you can come with us."

"Oh look, he is here! Aja tujhe ghar drop kardeti
hun." (Come, I'll drop you home.)

"Nahi, it's okay." Emaan tried to decline politely with a small smile.

Hina's brother honked at her, signaling her to get in the car.

"Bhaiya wait." (Brother, wait.)

"Emaan, tu chal na mere saath." (Come with me.)
Hina's brother got out of the car and went towards the girls.

"Bhaiya, this is my classmate, Emaan. She's been waiting for her brother. Emaan, this is my brother, Faisal."

"Ohh.it's getting pretty dark. You should come with us."

Emaan looked around and found no other student.
The area got quite isolated.

She sighed, "Okay, I'll come. ThankYou."

"My brother has a pretty messy car; he's got clothes everywhere. Let me make some space for you." Hina rushed to the backseat.

Emaan was going towards her when her binder fell from her hands and all her papers scattered everywhere.

She hurriedly bent down and started picking up the papers.

"Oh no. Let me help you." Faisal offered to help her.
As they were collecting the papers from the ground, Faisal's hand touched her's.

She felt goosebumps on her skin. "And if you let anybody else touch you, then I'll skin you alive."

She immediately moved her hand as Arzal's words echoed in her ears.

"ThankYou." She stood up and thanked him for helping her with a polite smile.

A loud screeching sound made them turn around.
Her body started shaking as she recognized the car.