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Holy mother mafia

Holy mother mafia

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Chapter 1 Blum parlor

Word Count: 2391    |    Released on: 09/08/2024

osition that could help me get some more sleep. My neck ached and the pulsing feeling in my head grew louder. Checking the clock on th

things that are beyond you. Struggling to get up, my legs felt weak and the soreness grew intense. Ignoring them, I hurriedly dressed up to leave for the day. My shift was over and I had nothing m

bined, passionately having sex, as well as the smell of orgasms and sexual moans that I have grown accustomed to. Knocking at M

rom enslaving us hostesses. Her slender face showed an atom of disgust at the sight of me. Ignoring her unwavering sent

flashed across her face, unhurriedly counting to make sure it was the right amount. Her obsession with money

wisely. Don't come to me complaini

s m

roll my eyes, please

t o

utual. I made my way to the ground floor. The music playing was now more audible. Women showcasing their cleavages, attractive collarbones, beautiful dresses and he

li

out to me amo

lia, ove

long to recogni

hell

red and her smile took my heart away. Dragging Kaila towards the front door, bumping into people and not minding who they were on the way o

k Kaila, where

la was already br

ou mis

d, cleanin

ay because you got pregnant, I barged

ou would have gotten y

are, nobody is taki

stomach still looked the same, and her eyes looked bulgy. Her ha

bab

, as if rea

ia, madam Juana had the

ck stood up as if I had just seen a ghost. Kai

look a

s on my face, she pul

e procedure was long but endurabl

m going to

ere Kaila, you shou

won't allow my best friend an

that were on my cheeks, I snuggled in them li

e going to get out of h

d me into a

almost 6am, shouldn't you

shit

to have an ear full fro

, promise me you won'

dummy, I'll

k at Kaila who waved at me too. The alleyways were quiet and abandoned li

ough time to dress as my habit and join the rest. Should I just fake being sick or lie that I'm on my period. Reve

ndow of my room 7 feet away from me. Hastily I mounted myself on a huge stone a

just three floors. It was unreasonably wide due to the new sisters comin

e Father Carters. He smells really nice. Unexpectedly, the door handle wiggled, followed by a click. Quickly I hoisted myself past the second floor

umped my head that was already throbbing bad eno

could only belong to one person. Quickly undress

liaaa

p of her lungs like an anthem. Two of

you still sleeping? You missed the

vealed me only wearing my bra. The lackeys scowled their faces like some pack o

ightgown, sleeping like

too tired to take off my inner we

d their eyes like innocent children and Reverend Mother looke

here for free and yet you keep it untid

dliness in the

sentence. She lo

ller already, you'll get your punish

verend Mothe

orget to cover your face. It

od Revere

the girls gave me the sting eyes and

he door out

heard me or not I truly didn't

ut I don't care, it's my room. It's my comfort zone and I love my space. Reverend mother is always poking her nose in my life, in everybody's b

I didn't have much to show for in the convent. Most of my luggages is at the brothel so I

rs. 8 good years and I'm still that dunk found in a cat's litter box. I just can't wait for Father Carter to approve my dispatch to another convent, maybe they wouldn't be as racist as

onica or a fair golden skin like Kaila. My boobs were just the size of a small cup and my skin, dark chocolate brown. I wasn't bla

ll. Honestly, I can't get enough of these people around here. I find my central chromic eyes quite beautiful. The amber cl

way reached the middle of my back. I saw the black bruise left by my previous customer around the left region of my lower

ood and aching I felt washed down the drainage pipes. I fee

tunic without my inner wears I decided to respect God and just obey his command. Besid

of my habit; the tunic. Slipping my arms through the long loose sleeves, then pulled

be told to cut my hair because of how duffled up it looks like. Carefully, I tucked my hair beneath it, ensuring

fastening it securely. The wimple framed my face, making me look as in

over my shoulders and hung down to my knees, both in front a

my head and fall over my shoulders. Draping it carefu

I firmly tied it. From the cincture, my black

iked myself best dressed in a habit. Pausing for a moment, I took the black netted veil to cover my face before giving myself in for

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