Warning: The following scenes will be sexually explicit and will be inappropriate to younger readers. Reader's discretion is advised.

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Inaya's POV

"Dominic! Please! I'm sorry!" I cry out.

A part of me tells me to stop; stop crying, stop begging, he's never going to listen to you.

But there are parts of me still intact, that's why I cry, that's why I beg. Because I'm still alive.

Dominic throws me onto his bed and I instantly curl up, holding my knees against my chest.

He picks up his phone, aggressively yells, "Right fucking now!" and hangs up.

No hello. No goodbye. No context.

He proceeds to slip off his shirt to reveal his tan, built chest. His menacing grin appears on his face, making the blood drain from my face.

He climbs on top of me and undoes his belt, my body goes numb.

"Please, Dominic!" I cry out louder.

He pins my arms down on the bed and hovers right over my lips. "I told you not to go out with anyone without my permission, didn't I?"

"I'm sorry..." I begin sobbing.

"Why the fuck did you call me this late at night? I better be getting paid a few thousand extra!" A woman's voice appears in the room.

I look over to see it's the same one I caught in the kitchen a few weeks ago. It's also the one who visits Dominic often.

Dominic smirks and climbs off of me.

The woman looks over at me and raises a brow. "Threesome?"

My eyes widen as Dominic pulls me off the bed and forces me to sit on a chair.

"Give me the cuffs." He tells the woman.

Cuffs?

"You're going to cuff her to the chair?" She asks.

"Did I let you ask questions?" He asks back in a sharp tone.

She rolls her eyes and hands him a pair of cuffs. To my horror, he cuffs both of my wrists to the chair.

"You're going to sit here to watch and learn, amore mìo."

"W-watch?" My voice trembles.

"Oh, kinky!" The woman giggles.

I'm so speechless that I couldn't figure out what to say or how to fight this. I'm emotionally and physically powerless.

I watch in horror as it slowly dawns on me that Dominic wasn't joking.

He seductively takes off the woman's top to reveal her bare chest and aggressively pushes her onto the bed. He climbs on top of her; his belt was already lose from before, he slips his pants off.

I tightly shut my eyes, tears escaping from them. My chest is aching, in pain and I couldn't tell why. Watching the whole thing would be haram but I physically couldn't bring myself to watch it without the aching feeling.

"This is no fun! She isn't watching!" The woman whines.

"She has a tendency to not follow orders." He says.

Suddenly, I feel him grab my face in his hand, "Open your eyes or I will find a way to hurt you more than this."

"I can't. This isn't for me—"

"I'll ruin your family." He whispers in my ear and my eyes shoot open.

"That's a good girl." He smirks as he caresses his hand over my cheek.

I realize the woman has nothing on but a thong. Thankfully, Dominic still has his bottom covered but I have a feeling it won't last long.

My face is heating up from embarrassment, discomfort and awkwardness. Their bodies slide around with each other but there's no chemistry, it's all lust.

I try to focus my eyes on the white wall behind them, making everything around that wall disappear. This only works until the woman starts moaning loud enough to break my trance.

"Oh! If you keep sucking on me like that, I'll be finished within seconds, dolcezza." Her moaning get louder. "And having her watch us... yum."

I didn't dare to look at what part of her Dominic was on.

"Let me please you, daddy." She purrs.

"Suck my dick until your throat's sore." He moans.

"Are you sure you don't want me to ride you tonight, daddy?" Her tone of voice is seductive.

"No, I want her to learn to give a good head for future reference." He says, making my whole body feel paralyzed.

"She'll be joining us soon?" The woman sounds... excited.

Dominic pulls up a chair right beside me, making me squirm in my seat.

"No, I'll be fucking her soon." He says while looking right at me.

He grabs a handful of the woman's hair and pushes it near his crotch.

I'm about to throw up and pass out at the same exact time. I shouldn't be watching this. This is horrible, yet there's that tingle in my body again.

I'm going straight to Hell for this and there's nothing I could do about it.

He is sick and twisted for choosing to sit right beside me only to make me so uncomfortable that I'd rather drop dead.

"Suck harder, you little bitch." Dominic groans as the woman moans along with him.

"Look at me." He suddenly says but I wasn't sure who he's talking to because I'm busy committing suicide in my head multiple times.

He uses a finger to tilt my head towards him. My eyes are puffy from continuously crying; I'm barely able to keep them open.

"I asked you to fucking look at me." His tone isn't angry, it's filled with more of a desperation, a need.

My lips tremble; I'm doing the absolute most to keep my field of vision away from the bottom half of his body.

He leans in closer, his lips inches away from mine; his breathing is heavy. "Look at me with eyes that beg for me to fuck you."

He traces his thumb over my lip, "This pretty mouth of yours would fit perfectly around my dick. I want my thick cock oozing in your innocent mouth until I can't take it anymore."

My eyes widen at the vulgar language coming out of his mouth but my body is responding in ways I've never felt before. I buckle my knees together to stop the tingling from losing control; my arms twist and turning in the cuffs from not being able to move them.

His hands skim down my body to rest on my thighs. He slowly places his lips on mine, moaning now-and-then in between.

"Dominic... stop..." I mange to mumble out.

His hands dart right in between my legs, making me jump in my seat, pulling at my cuffs painfully.

"You're so fucking wet, my cock would pump in and out of you with ease." He whispers over my lips as his fingers slide up and down my inner thigh. "I'm glad I make you horny enough to the point where you can't fight it."

My whole body is quivering and weak at his touch.

"D-Dominic..." my pleas only come out as a pleasurable moan.

"Fuck, you'll finish me off if you say my name like that." His finger movements only quicken around my inner thigh.

I'm at the peak of this addicting high, yet I never reach climax.

"I won't let you reach orgasm without my permission." Dominic whispers into my ear as he moves his hand away.

He, then, grips my thigh as his body shakes with pleasure, "Ah, fuck, that was so fucking good."

"Did I do well, dolcezza?" The woman purrs as she sits on his lap, her arms wrapped around his shoulders.

Dominic aggressively grabs her and pulls her in to a vigorous kiss. His hands are caressing her naked body, as his own bare body grinds on hers.

The woman unintentionally kicks my chair further away with her flailing legs.

It's that feeling again; that aching feeling where my heart feels like it's being pulled away from my chest slowly.

Why would I feel this when I see him with other women? What has he ever done but cause me pain?

Dominic uses me and then throws me aside. He's destroying me, just like he said he would.

He does all these horrible things to me yet I still think I'll be able to escape and survive.

I'm being used and abused yet I still have more tears to shed.

Pieces of me are chipping away forever yet I still want to understand this man.

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Terms:

- Dolcezza: sweetheart/honey/babe

A/N: I almost didn't upload this chapter and almost scrapped it because I thought maybe it was too explicit but then I was like eff it. 🤷🏽‍♀️😂

Next Update: Thursday, October 24, 2019.