Lascivious Desire(Completed)

Trust me little vermin

Dear Lovelies, 

I am very sick, after fasting it's really hard for me to keep up with the writing. But i am trying but in case if i for got update next week then i am sorry. 

But i will try hard to update. So don't be disappointed. 

And sorry for any spelling and grammatical mistakes. 

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Chapter: 13 (Trust me little vermin)

Nandini:

Stripe!

What did he mean by stripe? Like stripe in front of him?

Is he gone mad? How could I stripe when he is watching me like a hawk?

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I said?" his voice is sharp and cold but still I remain like a statue, didn't move— but dare not to utter a word.

He frowned and took a long step, he stood in front of me. "You fu*king girl can't understand a simple world. You need to learn how to behave and I will soon teach you."

His evil smirk makes me slithered under his eyes. When I tried to step back he hold me and pushed me to the washroom, nodding me to stripe.

Can't he understand that a girl needs her privacy? When he sees I am not ready to stripe he backed me to the wall and growled angrily.

"Did you hear what I said? DID YOU?"

All the defying mood gone from my body, panic took control over me. His body vibrated violently, alarming me that I crossed the line and realized— he doesn't like when people disobeyed him and I did that, not just once— so many times.

Looking at his eyes, I feel his anger.

Dynamism undulating from his eyes abashing me, taking me and slicing me into meat which he will devour soon. Still backing me to the wall his hands skimming the side of my arms then my shoulder, and next my dress tore apart.

Shocked by the act I tried to cover myself, tears rolling down from my cheeks.

"Don't you dare to disobey me again? Be obedient. You will rewarded but one mistake you will decay in hell," he stepped back after howling at me. "Now take off this filthy shit from your body and let me see what I got."

Eyes laminating with evil smirk, making me weak. I know I shouldn't and I should have turned around and get the hell out of here but I am trapped.

No space left for me.

His hands moves, slowly sliding down on my stomach and tugged the top which he tore.

"You want me to stripe you? Well I wouldn't mind but you wouldn't like." Warning is clear and slowly I take off the top and shorts, standing with my br* and Pant*.

I am scared of the marks on my body, and undoubtedly my hands wrapped around me, hiding my marks from his eyes.

Bowing my head I stood there like an obedient girl, but silently I am denying the access.

"What the fu*k all of this? Who did it to you?" yammering and pacing around quietly, like he didn't expect that. Measuring me, he moved close, placing his hands on my stomach and removed my hands from me.

Forcing me to showcase my marks to him— it's really humiliating.

He spins me around and pins me to the wall, his hands roam the sides conferring me a burning sensation, my body feels alive.