I am 18. I should have found my mate by now, everyone says this..
But I didn't find, and there was something that always bothered me my inside walls, it keeps aching and "Ohhh nooo!! It is happening again!!! Aghhhhh "
The moment Selene stepped into the college gates, a hushed murmur swept through the crowd. She felt the weight of countless eyes boring into her, their gazes filled with pity, disgust, and judgment. Her once pristine white uniform was now stained, a stark reminder of her involuntary bodily function.Panic surged through her as she realized the extent of the situation. Her panties were soaked, the wetness seeping through her uniform and leaving a dark, embarrassing stain. The scent of her womanhood filled the air, a pungent aroma that drew unwanted attention.As she hurried to her classroom, she could hear the whispers growing louder. Some students snickered, their eyes fixed on the growing stain on her skirt. Others averted their gaze, their faces twisted in disgust.When she reached her classroom, the teacher's eyes widened in shock and disapproval. She was immediately sent to the principal's office, her humiliation growing with each step.In the principal's office, she faced the wrath of her father and Rowan. Their eyes burned with fury, a fire that mirrored the inferno raging within her. Her father's voice boomed, accusing her of deliberate defiance and disrespect. Rowan, his face twisted in a cruel smirk, added fuel to the fire, his words cutting deeper than any physical punishment.The humiliation was swift and brutal. In the heart of the school corridor, a place usually bustling with life, Selene found herself bound and helpless. Rowan and her stepfather, Lucian, stood over her, their eyes glinting with a perverse satisfaction.Lucian stepped forward, his rough hands tracing the swollen contours of her body. "You should have learned your lesson long ago. Disobedience has consequences."Rowan chuckled, his eyes darkening. "Let's make this a lesson she won't forget."Their hands moved with a practiced cruelty. They tore at her uniform, exposing her vulnerable body to the prying eyes of the few students who had stumbled upon the horrific scene. Selene's cries were muffled by the gag forced into her mouth.Rowan faced before her, his tongue darting out to taste the salty tears that trailed down her cheek. "You're so beautiful, Selene," he whispered, his voice laced with venom. "So very beautiful."His hands moved to her breasts, kneading and squeezing them, eliciting pained whimpers from her. Lucian watched with a twisted pleasure, his own hands reaching out to torment her.Lucian, clipped her nipples with a pair of silver clamps. The sharp pain shot through her, making her body arch involuntarily. Rowan, with a feral grin, began to lick and tease the sensitive flesh, driving her to the brink of madness.The corridor echoed with the sound of her muffled screams as Lucian produced a leather whip, its braided ends adorned with sharp thorns. With each strike, a fresh wound appeared on her skin, a testament to their sadistic pleasure.But the torment did not end there. Rowan, his eyes burning with desire, produced a vibrating device. With a cruel smirk, he inserted it into her most intimate parts, igniting a fire within her. Her body convulsed, a torrent of womanhood juices flooding the corridor floor.With a swift movement, he positioned himself over her, his body hovering above hers. The pain was excruciating as he entered her along the vibrator, but she couldn't cry out. Her voice was gone, her body numb.Lucian joined them, his hands exploring her body, his tongue tasting her, his teeth marking her. The pain was overwhelming, but it was also strangely exhilarating. It was a dance of dominance and submission, a twisted ritual of power and desire.The humiliation was complete. Her body, once a source of pride, was now a grotesque spectacle. The once pristine corridor was now a scene of degradation, a stark reminder of her helplessness.As the last of her strength ebbed away, Selene felt a cold, empty despair. She was no longer a person, but a mere object, a vessel for their twisted desires. The world around her faded into a blur, as darkness claimed her consciousness.When it was finally over, Selene lay spent on the floor, her body aching, her spirit broken. Rowan and Lucian stood over her, their faces etched with satisfaction."Tomorrow," Rowan said, his voice low, "we'll have the mating ceremony."Selene closed her eyes, her mind a blank. Tomorrow, she thought. Tomorrow.