His Ballerina

His Ballerina

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Parts 8

MatureOngoing1h 51m

Last published Wed, May 20, 2026

abusivefamily abusivefather abusivestepmom age agegap

"My beautiful ballerina." he said as he slid deeper and deeper inside of me, ignoring my pleading moans. "When you're on the dance floor, you're my pretty little doll, but here, in my bed, you're my toy to fuck. Do you understand, sweet girl." I was too lost in the ecstasy to form any coherent words, as he grabbed my ass, forcing his length into me, thrusting from beneath. "Please slow down Adonis." I cried and pleaded, way past my limit. "Do. You. Understand?" he said, leaving no room for argument. "Mhmmm" I responded, bracing myself onto his chest. "Words, sweet girl." he grunted, pinning me too him, leaving me no room to escape his continued assault. "Yes, yes. I'm yours." 19 year old Arianna Knight always tried being a perfect little doll. Growing up sheltered and bullied by her stepmother and stepsister, ballet was her only line of freedom. When 32 year old Adonis Knight, Ceo of Knight Enterprise, comes into Arianna's life as a potential marriage partner by her parents, she is finally exposed to the world she was kept from and too scared to be a part of.

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