- Wandering lights. Part 1
- Wandering lights. Part 2
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curls her face and neck. His thighs moved slowly and smoothly, then faded away, making her nervously shudder with her whole body and involuntarily make more and more new attempts to free at least her hands. She was desperately aware that tension was increasing with her every second, that bodyguards, sitting just a meter away, were looking at her bare breasts and legs, that the man who was raping her now was laughing at her because she was actually him gave up even under the influence of a drug. She hated herself for it, but the whole situation and this stranger literally drove her crazy.
“Get down and hold her hands,” Victor threw to the side, and one of the bodyguards in a moment was on the seat behind Vicki’s head, intercepting her wrists. Victor raised himself over her, one foot resting on the floor, the other on the leather lining on which she lay, stroked her face, neck, removed her disheveled hair from her face, painfully squeezed her cheeks with one hand, again mercilessly ran his thumb over her lips, squeezed her throat and suddenly abruptly slapped his cheek. Vika screamed in surprise, although it was not particularly painful, but rather the impact had a sobering effect. Just before she had time to recover, the slap fell on her other cheek, and then his fingers crushed her breast, pulled her nipple, moved to another.
- What the heck?! - she choked in anger and rushed with all her strength, trying to get up, immediately convinced of the utter uselessness of her own resistance and getting new slaps on the cheeks and chest. She gasped, as if from a tub of icy water, and immediately focused her eyes on Victor's gloating face, his arrogant lips and sizzling prickly eyes, and then felt deep, hard blows inside, which made her arch and groan. When it seemed to her that the desired end was already close, the rapist almost froze again, forced her to take a finger in her mouth, moisturized and stroked her lips, weighed a slap on the face, another one, again torn to pieces her rough nipples and small elastic roundness of her breasts. Vika already didn’t care about pride; she only squirmed impatiently, wandering with a clouded look on his stately powerful figure in a black shirt and a luxurious narrow waistcoat, embroidered with elaborate silk patterns. The eye lingered for a moment on a shiny black band of a tie clip with a large teardrop-shaped diamond. But then she suddenly turned off, because his fingers very gently walked along the bottom of her stomach and slid on her bud, giving a long-awaited coveted affection. Vika instinctively squeezed the camp of her tormentor with her hips, groaned and moved with her whole body, trying to subdue her partner. As soon as she felt his hot pulsation inside and heard his low moan through a voluptuous smile, self-control refused her - she trembled, choked and surrendered to the waves of unrestrained bliss.
Without giving her time to recover, panting, Victor got up, slowly tucked his shirt and buttoned up his pants. Vika lay quietly like a mouse, but suddenly began to sob, and her cheeks once again burned tears.
- I could not, could not agree to this ... - she whispered hotly trembling lips. Victor barely overcame the urge to calm her down and caress her. He took the contract and magazines from the bodyguard, and threw them on the girl's stomach. She shuddered, as if from a blow, because she had nothing to protect herself.
“Let her go when I go.” Let him put himself in order, and deliver it to me at the club by eleven.
- I do not want! I will scream! You scum and moral freak! Vile creature!
- That is what you always preferred. By the way, I hope you do not expect that I will always be so indulgent with you, ”he impartially threw over her shoulder and added in the direction of the guard holding her,“ Shut her mouth.
The car slowed down near the Grand Opera building, and the young man with these words left the car, accompanied by his lady and bodyguard.Vika, suddenly reviving and gaining a fair amount of anger, would have started to fight back violently by that moment and would have screamed if her wide male palm would not squeeze her mouth, turning her screams into helpless moans. Her own powerlessness infuriated her, humiliation gave strength, but the struggle was not equal, although she seemed to be able to bite and scratch the guard. Nevertheless, when she was left in a luxurious, sleepy shimmering cabin with her overseer in private, her will again dried up, moreover, she felt pain at last, because the first shock had passed. She found herself kneeling on the floor and her face bent in a seat with her arm twisted behind her back and her mouth clamped. She fell silent, trying to calm her breath. A rough hot male hand let go of her mouth, still holding her hand.
“I will kill him ... I will kill him ... I will kill him ...,” she murmured frantically, and swallowed tears, feeling with disgust that something warm was running down her thighs.
When Vicky's breathing was level, her jailer loosened up her grip.
“The more you play around, the more problems you will have,” he said indifferently, trying his fingers to scratch the bloody scratch on his cheek.
- Fuck you! - She snapped angrily, broke out, finally got up somehow and sneaked into the opposite end of the car, climbing into a corner by the window. Her eyes fell on her own stockings, ruthlessly torn on her knees. Hate burned in her soul — she rose from somewhere deep in her chest, squeezed her throat, throbbed furiously in her temples.
"I will kill this asshole! I will kill you! ”She savored in her thoughts the bloodthirsty appeal of her own wounded pride,“ Whoever he is. I put him in jail! But ... two months! He said it would last two months ... "
For some time, Vika fell into prostration, cringing like a spring and staring with a unseeing glance into the night city, blurred by her own tears, sweeping past a thick tinted glass. Then she suddenly roused herself.
“Give me your waste paper,” the girl chilled coldly, in a commanding tone to the scarred bodyguard. He did not seem to expect such an appeal, but did not disobey. Looking through the contract, Vika realized that she was simply unable to focus on the legal text, and its content frightened her so much that her mind just failed. It was necessary to calm down, to recover, to find out everything ... She opened the magazine, nervously looked through the weakened pages with trembling fingers, until she came across her photo and the large headline: “Scandalous photo model Victoria Raven bleeds the new victim”. Vika frowned and ran over the letters dancing before her eyes: "... beat her own stylist with a comb, causing multiple injuries ..." Vika threw off the magazine, paying no attention to the guard who was watching her actions and took up the next glossy publication. “The famous twenty-two-year-old fashion model Victoria Voronova, whose main debut was the Prada show in Milan last year, followed by successful participation in shows of such famous fashion houses as Miu Miu, Nina Ricci, Louis Vuitton, recently received in the press for her scandalous behavior and saying last name nickname Raven. This time, Victoria accuses her latest boyfriend, popular actor Jeremy Morton, of treason, who claims that he has found his passion in bed with the full Canadian rock band Greenland Sharks. The girl at the same time was in a state of intoxication. What pushes Victoria from one dirty affair to another for admirers of her undoubted talent of a model and stunning appearance is still a mystery ... "
Vick frowned and cast a sidelong glance at the scarred man. The expression on his face was perhaps reminded of the inscription on the gates of hell about the senselessness of all hope. However, she pulled herself together and asked gloomily:
- Is all this true or just a fudge of the yellow press?
“I have never been interested in your personality,” he answered without giving the girl a glance.
- Yours. Never again contact me on "you."
The guard broke into a brazen smile and this time turned to her, wreathing in a wave of contempt.
- Who are you to dictate something to me?
Vika narrowed her eyes.
“If you believe these articles, a well-known well-off top model with a foul temper and, therefore, ready to go to extreme measures on occasion, without regret. For example, revenge or bribery. But who are you?
Looks like she managed to get his attention, so she continued.
- Tell me what you know.
- About what? - cautiously narrowing his eyes, he said.
- About me. About this type. Oh ... the club ... Damn, about anything!
“Everything you need to know is contained in the document that was handed to you,” he scornfully denounced his teeth.
- Good. I understand.
- You didn't understand anything. You just don't know who you are dealing with.
- So find out, do not hesitate.
For a moment, the eyes of the victim and the overseer met. Vika hoped that despite all her miserable appearance and position, this stupid ambal was able to catch the spark of challenge in her eyes. After all, what else would she have to lose?
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Ha, of course, any court recognizes such a contract as null and void at the moment, but this is a boring reality, and the outset is interesting, although it’s quite a template on the subject of scary terrible contracts, but this is not important. Glad another story from your favorite author!
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Something tells me that in such cases it usually does not reach the court - they understand amicably, so to speak))
Nice to see you again among the commentators. For the "favorite author" - a special thank you Oh :-)
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Oh, the good old trick with the loss of memory shook off the dust and again in business :) However, it is quite organically inscribed, and everything else is very good. This is a solid 10 with well-deserved check marks on points 1 and 3.
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No, but what - the trick reliably works from the time of Santa Barbara :) Checked :) Or there was a coma ... But in general it does not matter)
Thanks for 10 :)
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Thanks for the story!. As always on top. Images, speech, intrigue, everything is there, everything is available. Very high quality work.
Perhaps only one can blame you, your lyrics and heroes are a bit far from ordinary life. However, most people, especially on the site porn stories, prefer to read something like that, because the reality is mundane and not so interesting.
I will wait for the continuation.
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Thank you very much, Anabella!
You are right about the artificiality of images and situations - everything pulls me somewhere not there, in pop music and Hollywood)), although maybe this is my idyllic view of reality sometimes slips;)
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The story is great. I look forward to continuing.
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Thank!
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interesting and intriguing. wonderful thing! ten
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Awesome !!! Continued !!!
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Amazing * ___ *
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no, well, you need to print for big money 8)
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For a lot of money you need to scribble this amount every day))) I will definitely give up))
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And in what place?
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I am referring to the entertainment literature that you need to scribble in series to earn something. About the big money it was irony. But I am not at all familiar with the peculiarities of the publishing business. Would know in what place, would share;)
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Very feminine written, readable and easy to read. Definitely 10
There are small kosyachki, but if very much to find fault. Ambal, for example, is probably impassive, not impartial. But even the trick with the contract did not seem to be strained, as a means of psychological pressure on the client, with full physical control. So for me, a great move.
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Thanks for 10 :)
You are right about the impartial - and in two places you meet somehow not in the cashier. When I loop on the content, I no longer see any flaws. I'll think about what to replace. Thank.
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A rare, beautiful fairy tale, in which you really want to plunge, at least for a while ...
The author masterfully reveals the plot, while maintaining a moderate dose of intrigue ...
Heroes are young, beautiful and perfect, each for their own world, living enjoying themselves and life. And it is beautiful!
And so they met, by the will of fate and the author, so well-groomed, fed up with everything and everyone, but still hungry, hungry for new, more acute, more sensual feelings for themselves and only in terms of sex, because they have plenty of everything else. ..
And further, it depends only on the author’s irrepressible fantasy, who will subordinate whom to himself, truly?
I here, I do not see the heroine in the role of the victim, it is felt - she is a strong personality and she will also show herself !!!
The intrigue continues, it will be even more interesting, no doubt !!!
The story is written qualitatively, with skill, especially for a novice author and rather in a realistic manner, given that the plot is still fiction, the characters, their description, their feelings, experiences are covered in full, read eagerly, in one breath.
Definitely, only 10-ka and the author and her new story, we will wait for the same exciting continuation of the story.
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Thank you very much! I hope it will be possible to meet the expectations of the readers. The indefatigable fantasy is already working hard on the continuation, and the positive reviews of it are well spurred :)
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And they said that 50 shades - sucks) But it is felt that a little hooked)
And have I not been here so long ago? Christmas Tale from Anabella, Deville from the Red Slipper, from you a new promising series ... Thank you, girls, 10 to all three))
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Thank you, Liska;) With dozens of girls I agree to all 100 and join :)
About Shades ... Ahhh! Yes, they do not inspire me))) Any villains of any novels / films, mocking the poor innocent girls - yes, and Shades - no :) - I am inspired by film advertising posters - I also want films from my stories%)
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The story is really catchy, forcing you to think about your hidden fantasies and evaluating the measure of your depravity. The action is on the rise, capturing emotions and increasing excitement. Everything is thought out and skillfully presented. It is seasoned with a sense of inevitability and, nevertheless, a desire to obey, despite the resistance and, demonstrative aggression, as a result of a perverted world perception and deformity of character. But, it clearly appeals to the author.
The only thing that strains a little is some stretched descriptiveness in the first half of the story. And yet, this does not detract from the merits of the author, who knows how to beautifully write an erotic-love story, having interested the reader.
Thank you for continuing to support in readers (in particular - in me) the desire to read and enjoy your work, as well as not to remain indifferent to the joys of life.
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Thanks, Ptah! By the way, the author is not only impressed, but also characterized by “a desire to obey, despite resistance and demonstrative aggression, as a result of a perverted world perception and character depravity”))) You just raised my mood)) somewhat not about that. Thanks again!
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And when will the continuation?
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Thanks for waiting! Writing! Terms, unfortunately, do not know how to estimate (
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with a cut down to bend the leg at the hip.
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Curious!)) And I thought that the "bend the leg" is only in the knee. Live forever, as they say ...)))
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Hello, Mara! Thank you for stopping by again :)
Well ... legs, they bend in the hip joint, as it were;) Or do you doubt that it is the legs that bend there, and not some other part of the body?:) -
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Well ... legs, they bend in the hip joint as if;)
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Hello, Ms. G. Svetlova. And hello to you with thanks for the new!))
About legs. How would they end or begin (who chooses a starting point) in the hip joint? But ... in any case, it is there that are attached to the body, And bend (bend!) Actually the legs directly at the knee joint. Usually the point described by you is designated as - top of a hip. However, the author's view is the place to be. Authors - they are soooo authors!)))
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I like to argue with you))) And I am grateful that they appreciated the novelty :)
If you read the description of any simple gymnastic exercises, you will find a lot of similar expressions there - bend the leg at the hip / hip joint;) And the “top of the hip” can be interpreted as a zone well above the fold line;) ) - And I zamorochennaya in terms of accuracy (:
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listen and the heroine is exactly a model not a copy of that model and a contract which is somehow suspicious and the security guard is still a type as grim and intrigue as well as a young man, the author knows how to increase the atmosphere of inequality and go on
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