Penelope pov
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"Please " I manage to whisper
"Yes
I like this word " Stephen shoves my hands away as he takes a step back
His hands reach my shoulders as he pushes my dress down
Shutting my eyes ,I stand
With all the courage left in me
And all the hope ,in me
"My selection is always the best " he slurs his words huskily as he leans down, and he bites down my shoulders as he undoes my bra
Which falls on to the ground
I try to cover my naked breasts ,but his eyes warns me
With a clear indication stating it's a no
Like its forbidden
"Let those panties stay
Go to the kitchen and pour me a glass of scotch "
He walks around me as he cups my ass before squeezing them
And gives me a small push
I take my steps slow as I walk towards the kitchen
The glassed s
