Alessia
I wake up before dawn. I wasn’t really sleeping—just snoozing. The restless, dream-filled sleep where you drift in and out of sleep and have trouble distinguishing when you’re dreaming and when you’re awake.
Like I’m lying in the bed, with Vlad massaging my head, and then we’re in the kitchen making breakfast again. Only this time, he lifts me to the counter and holds my pelvis down while he licks me until I scream. And then we’re in the bedroom with my brothers on the video screen, but he won’t let me see. And I kick him, but it doesn’t do any good because I’m barefooted. And he thinks it’s amusing and then he pulls me over his lap like a child and s****s me for it.
And I get excited by the s******g and hump his lap, but he won’t get me off because I refuse to beg.
I wake up h
