Page 12 of The Broken Promises
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Gabriel
“It’s a little new to find you here again?” I sit next to Dmitri. He looks red and tipsy.
Vincent told me that he and Sicily had a big fight this morning. Dmitri has yet to tell somebody about it. But he had been with Katya the whole morning and enjoyed whipping her. Whatever the reason they fought, my plan is working. Since Dmitri hasn't come home at this hour, their fight must be worse than I thought. I must fuel their breakup and take Sicily as my substitute for Sasha.
“Sit down. You’ll enjoy this show.”
"If it's Katya dancing in circles, I'd rather be somewhere," I say. It's a half-truth. I want to leave and find Sicily. Be her shoulder to cry on. Show her that I can be gentler and better than Dmitri.
“Let her in.” Dmitri orders.
My eyes widen in shock when Sicily walks in, dressed in a vulgar two-piece bikini suit. Only small pads cover her tits and pussy. With one wrong move, they can all slip out. She stops and looks at me with wide eyes before shooting Dmitri with a darting look. Did what happened last night disappoint him? I can't simply believe he got tired of Sicily or Dmitri decided to drop her for Katya.
“Dance, slave,” Dmitri orders without looking at Sicily. He looks at me and adds, “You already know my friend, Sicily. Should he know more about you?”
Sicily’s eyes sparkle as they become misty. I look at Dmitri and see the anger in his eyes. He’s not dropping her but punishing her. Sicily doesn’t answer and starts dancing. I secretly take a deep breath as she twirls around the pole. Her tits jiggle as she moves.
She dances without any spirit. Her eyes look far from us. Dmitri also doesn’t watch her and only keeps drinking. When the first music stops, Sicily climbs down the pole and faces us.
“Can I go now?” Sicily asks.
Dmitri looks at the glass for a while before moving his eyes back to Sicily. He flashes a wicked smile and unzips his pants. "Crawl and give me a boner," he demands. Sicily looks at me; her face is as red as her bikini. Dmitri takes his glass and offers me a toast. Sicily clenches her jaw and drops to her knees.
Sicily crawls to Dmitri. My hands close while I watch her. The cruelty reminds me of how I punished Sasha, too. Did Sicily betray Dmitri? This punishment is too much for her. I can tell through her eyes that Sicily finds this repulsive, but why is she putting up with this? Did Dmitri discover something about her and use it to threaten her? If he did, what is it?
Sicily takes Dmitri’s cock and massages it. She keeps her eyes low and doesn’t even look at the asshole’s dick. Dmitri grabs the top of her head and forces her to take his shaft into her mouth. She growls softly before doing what she’s told.
My cock twitches hard while I watch Sicily take Dmitri's cock. He pushes his shaft deeper, and she takes it without gagging. Sasha would have gagged at that depth. I look at Dmitri; he's looking at her with wavering eyes. He doesn't want to do this to her, but Dmitri wants to prove something. I can't laugh at his cruelty since we are the same.
“You asked about sharing this Sasha wannabe?” Dmitri asks. Sicily stops sucking his cock and looks at him. Dmitri scowls at her and pushes her away. “Suck his dick.”
"Dmitri," Sicily and I speak in unison. She sounds angry; I am reluctant.
“Gabriel has always wanted to take revenge on Sasha Belov,” Dmitri tells Sicily while forcing her to look at me. “Having somebody who looks like her become his slave will ease that pain. Don’t you think, Sicily?"
Sicily looks at me with misty eyes. I want to reject Dmitri's offer, but I can't go against the excitement of having her mouth around my cock. Dmitri looks at me and gives me a sign to accept his offer. Sicily avoids my eyes but crawls towards me. I blow a shaky breath when she unzips my pants and releases my cock.
A tear drops on my shaft when she’s about to put her mouth around my tip. I want her to stop as the anger in her eyes breaks me. They remind me of how Sasha hated me.
I move slightly away, but Sicily holds on to my cock. As she wraps her fingers around it, a renewed desire takes over me.Sasha.I want to call her name, but Dmitri will know that we have always been in love with the same woman. Also ….
I want to feel Sicily and wake up from the dream of having Sasha again.
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Sasha
My hands tremble as I hold Gabriel's shaft. Part of me wants to break it, but deep inside is a stupid girl who still feels excited to touch it again. I can't stop my tears as my anger toward Dmitri is about to explode in my heart. I look at him while holding Gabriel's cock, almost begging him to stop everything. I want to make Gabriel pay, but Dmitri is making him win again.
When Vincent came and told me Dmitri wanted to see me, hope sprung in my heart. Maybe his anger has mellowed. We can talk and clear things up between us. I didn't expect him to put me back into this humiliating moment.
“I can’t do this,” I stand up and rush out of Dmitri’s private room.
Vincent blocks me from leaving. Dmitri walks behind me and grabs my hand. He leads me to another room.
“Please stop, Dmitri!” I scream at him. “I made a mistake. I’m sorry. You don’t have to do this.”