DANGEROUSLY FINE! Pt 1

11:42 pm, the room was bubbling with life, I was shocked but then not so shocked, I mean this is a system, prostitutes don’t work actively at noon. I was no longer Ariella Everglade, the vibrant young woman from Los Angeles. I was now a nameless, faceless commodity in a world that thrived on power and submission.

Nancy, the woman who seemed to be in charge, walked over with a stern look on her face. Her downturned eyes and straight nose gave her an air of authority that none of the other girls dared challenge.

"Alright, everyone, listen up," she said, her voice cold and commanding. "We've got a new girl here, and she needs to learn the rules fast. Ariella, you're up first."

The other girls stepped back, giving me a wide berth as Nancy led me to the center of the room. "You're here for one reason and one reason only," she said, looking me straight in the eyes. "To please the boss. Tonight, you will be introduced to the system. You will go to Sebastian's room and present yourself."

I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat almost choking me. "What do you mean, present myself?"

Nancy smirked, a cruel glint in her eye. "You'll find out soon enough. Now, let's get you ready."

She dragged me to a small room adjacent to the main one, where a plain white dress was laid out on a chair. "Put this on," she ordered.

This wasn’t my normal dress, this was somewhat special.

I slipped into the dress, its fabric feeling rough against my skin. It was a stark contrast to the luxury I once knew. The dress barely covered my thighs, and the neckline plunged low, leaving little to the imagination.

Nancy handed me a pair of black heels. "Wear these and follow me."

As I struggled to balance in the heels, Nancy led me through a series of dimly lit hallways until we reached a large oak door. She knocked twice, and a deep voice from within granted us entry.

The room we entered was lavishly decorated, a stark contrast to the drab quarters I had just left. Expensive furniture, rich fabrics, and dim lighting created an atmosphere of both opulence and foreboding. In the center of the room stood Sebastian Ramiro, the man who now owned me.

He was tall, with piercing brown eyes that seemed to see straight through me. His presence was overwhelming, a mix of raw power and cold indifference.

Nancy pushed me forward. "This is Ariella, the new girl," she said. "She's here to serve you."

Sebastian's eyes locked onto mine, a smirk playing on his lips. "Leave us," he ordered, his voice as cold as ice.

Nancy bowed slightly and left the room, closing the door behind her. I was alone with him, my heart pounding in my chest.

"Take off the dress," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for disobedience.

My hands trembled as I reached for the hem of the dress and slowly lifted it over my head. I stood before him, naked and vulnerable, my body exposed to his scrutiny.

He approached me, his gaze never leaving mine. "You are here to please me," he said, his voice low and menacing. "You will do exactly as I say, or there will be consequences."

I nodded, unable to speak. My mind was a whirlwind of fear and confusion, but a small, inexplicable part of me felt drawn to him, he was nothing less than stunning, he was hella fine and I wish everything was normal not like this, I would have loved to make him mine.

"Get on the bed," he ordered, pointing to the large four-poster bed in the center of the room.

I climbed onto the bed, my body shaking with anticipation and dread. Sebastian followed, removing his shirt to reveal a sculpted torso covered in tattoos. He was a sight to behold, a dangerous blend of beauty and menace.

He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between my legs. "You are mine now," he said, his voice a growl. "And I will take what is mine."

I was kneeling facing him and he smiled and went tin for the kill.

It first stated with a kiss, he asked not, he gave no sign, he just came in rough but then he gently slowed down, he savored my lips and before you knew it my body was aroused by his touch.
The way he kissed, the way he grabbed my as he did. His lips found its way, tangling with mine, his hands found place behind me, grabbing me like a bitch, he spread my ass cheeks over and over again as we kissed, I was naked but when he spreads me cheeks, I felt more naked than ever.

His hands roamed over my body, exploring every inch of my skin. His touch was rough, demanding, and yet there was a strange tenderness in his movements. I gasped as his fingers found their way to my most intimate places, eliciting a mixture of pleasure and pain.

"Do you like this?" he asked, his breath hot against my ear.

"Y-yes," I whispered, my voice trembling.

"Good," he said, his tone dark and commanding. "Because this is only the beginning."

I couldn’t cross my boundaries to feel his dick so I just waited till it was inside of me.

He entered me with a force that made me cry out, a sound that was a mix of pain and unexpected pleasure. He moved with a relentless rhythm, his body dominating mine in a way that left no room for resistance, he was fucking huge, I was full, I felt filled up.

"Tell me you want this," he demanded, his eyes boring into mine.

"I want this," I gasped, the words spilling from my lips before I could stop them.

He smiled, a cruel twist of his lips. "Good girl."

He was thrusting in and out, at such speed that was figuratively impossible.
I held on to him because it was a whole ride, i was dumb of thoughts.
My eyes rolled back in estacy as he pinned my hands to the bed, he was good, I was not supposed to enjoy this but I was deep in it, I didn’t want him to stop.

‘hhhhhhuuuunnn.” I let out, as he continuously entered me without remorse.

His pace quickened, the intensity of his movements driving me to the edge. My body responded to him in ways I couldn't control, a torrent of sensations overwhelming my senses. I felt a strange connection to him, a pull that went beyond the physical.

"Look at me," he ordered, his voice a husky whisper.

I forced my eyes open, meeting his gaze. The coldness in his eyes had somewhat softened , replaced by something almost tender.

"You belong to me," he said, his voice softer now. "And you will learn to enjoy it."

I nodded, my body trembling with the force of my climax. I felt a rising warmth between my tremor and thigh and then.
“uhhhh….uuuhhhnnn.” I let out, gushing out. He followed soon after, his release sending shivers down my spine.

We lay there in silence, our bodies entwined. I felt a strange sense of calm wash over me, a feeling of belonging that I couldn't explain.

Sebastian finally broke the silence. "I need to rest. Stay if you wish to stay.” He said as I laid there, spent.

I nodded, too exhausted to speak. As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't shake the feeling that my life had changed forever. I was no longer just a victim of circumstance; I was now a part of a world that I barely understood, a world where power and submission were the only currencies that mattered.

And for better or worse, I was drawn to Sebastian in a way that both frightened and intrigued me.