"I'm going to fuck you until you say you're sorry for being a fucking brat," he snarled in my ear.
"Yes, Daddy" I moaned while his fingers moved in sync in pussy.
"Brava ragazza," he cooed.
[Good girl]
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Naina Patel- A 21 year old genius lawy...
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What did I just do? Am I even still a virgin????
The thought keeps replaying in my mind until I come to my senses.
I stand up to grab my clothes, my thighs feel numb from pain. I grab the sweatpants, and a thought comes to mind.
That was the first time I got fingered, and it was by a fucking psychopath. Shit, not my proudest moment.
Pulling the sweatpants up over my bare clit. I realize forgot my panties. Whatever. I place my discarded panties in my pocket, and limp out of the gym. Words spill out of my mouth as I walk through the bare hallway.
"Let's see today alone, I was kidnapped, had my family threatened, forced to work for the biggest mafia in New York maybe even in the US, I was found in bed with a man I met not 2 hours before, then I was finger fucked by a goddam bitch," I mumble trying to find my way down the hall.
I try to find my way back to the kitchen, but this place is like goddamn maze. I look down trying to trace my previous steps. I keep walking, in which I assume is a circle, when I bump in to something rock hard.
I lift my eyes up seeing the devil himself staring back down at me. His eyes burn into mine. My body subconsciously moves back, and my jaw falls. Kill me.
He steps towards me. I can see his jaw clench, his hand shifts into a fist. I run, not wanting to face his wrath or the barrel of his gun.
I run the opposite way, pumping my arms and legs as fast as possible. Tears well in my brown eyes, threatening to fall. FUCK.
I see a flight of stairs in the distance which I sprint towards, tripping over my feet as I do so. My legs continue to move up the stairs, pain shooting through them, but I keep moving. A familiar hall come into sight. My room! Hell yeah!
I stop for a second, now hearing the echo of footsteps thumping on the wooden stairs.
"Fuck!"I whisper under my breath.
I start up again, but not to my room, that would be too obvious. I run to the end of the hall and open a random door. Inside, a colorful room that contrasts the whole house. It is filled with an array of pinks, her room must be bigger than mine. If that is even possible.
I let out a sigh, sinking onto the floor, against the door. Once my breath steadies, I think about going back to my room. But it is probably too soon.
A door on the second floor opens, I freeze, I think my heart stops. The door closes and now I can hear humming. It's definitely a girl, I think. I turn to open the door when a voice interrupts me.
"HEY! WHO ARE YOU?" she yells at me.
I try to keep my voice steady as I come up with a lie, "I-I am a umm maid. Yes a maid!".
