Punish the Virgin

ted the lightness, the softness of a summer morning. But in this context, this gentleness seemed almost... dangerous

rested gently on my shoulder, and I felt my body relax despite myself. "Mia

ruptive. I didn't know where to turn anymore. My mind was still spinning, trying to under

n that moment? My heart was beating at a frantic pace, torn between the fear that Mi

anything. It's not in my nature. » She moved closer, her lips almost at my ear. "But... I know

ng to uncover all my secrets, one by one. There was something fascinating about his presence. While Mia crus

ally managed to ask, altho

made rules for you, didn't she? She likes control

d ga

. "I prefer to explore the interior. See what's inside you

could she understand these things that

t was impossible for me to lie to him, but

uge on my shoulders. "Listen... you don't have to be afraid. Not w

and frightening. She was talking about a game, but it

ers intertwining mine. "Come on. » She guided me t

gaze fixed on me as if she were evaluating my every movement, my

. "What kin

crossing her legs with natural elegance. "A game where you have

ing rise to doubts, fears, but also... a strange form of excitement. I didn't know if I was ready to g

, my voice more confid

n. » She sat up slightly, tilting her head to the side, her ey

ning. I could hear my own heart beating in my

t was all I could say. E

. that's not an honest answer. You know very well what turns you on. » She took a step

bright red. How could she ask these que

hesitant. "It's a litt

at up, crossing her arms in front of her.

mischief dancing in her eyes. Of course she knew that. She knew exa

ispered, al

softer, as if praising me for being ho

smile lighting up her face. She walked directly towards Ash and me, her eyes darting from one to

re? she asked, her han

ing smile. "We are playing a game. L

w, interested. " Oh re

entle and calculating, Stacy was much more unpredictable. There was always this

od up, letting Stacy take his plac

e piercing every inch of my being. "So, Luca

was going to happen, but one thing was certain: the game was just be

with palpable satisfaction. She knew I was at the mercy of the

e idea that this was not just a dinner, but a test. I had spent the last few hours anticipating this moment, trying to convince myself that it

eady settled in, each beaming in a different outfit. Mia wore a tight black dress, which highlighted her slim and imposing figure. Sacha, always so sweet, was in white, almost

id, looking up at me, a slight