Mine sinful fall

Lina

I felt uncomfortable. Ashamed. Painful. Unbearable. Waking up among two naked male bodies, it was hard to believe that it was all real. Real. Forbidden. So vicious.

I could never have imagined such a thing. So in horror, while they slept I got out of bed, got out, got dressed, and left. I left. It was the right thing to do. It was the right thing to do. But the snow was still hitting my face, lighting me up and letting me know that it was too late to run. Even though I’d bought my down jacket and wrapped myself in a scarf, I knew I wouldn’t get far. I just needed to be alone. I just needed to blot out our night, and all the things we’d done. They did it to me, and I didn’t put up much of a fight. A decent girl slept with two girls at once. Masha would never have believed that. No one would. I couldn’t believe that I would let two overbearing men take control of me at once, divide myself into two. To give my body… And it hurts. It hurts. It hurts to walk. I’m afraid to strip naked and look at myself in the mirror. That I have hickeys on my neck and shoulders saw when I tied a scarf around it.

I did not want to go back to the den of wild and unbridled predators. And I realized that this was unlikely to continue. You can not. I had stumbled once and that was enough. Vova was just playing, Vlad accepted the rules of his game. And the main prize in the end was me.

The snowfall was getting heavier and the drifts were getting faster. I didn’t want to sink into the snow, I preferred a man’s embrace.

Stop!

I walked for a while and was about to go back, but something went wrong. They went looking for me.

“There’s our missing person, Vlad. Frozen like an icicle, but still thinking I’d rather freeze to death than go back inside.”

“Vov…”

“Vova, this is Vlad. Are we going to get reacquainted?”

He was furious, Vlad not so much. Or rather, he knew I could pull something off, so he wasn’t really surprised.

“Let’s go inside, Lina. Don’t be cold. I just made some mulled wine. It’ll keep you warm.”

“Take me home,” I ask him, but he just takes a few steps toward me and grabs my hand.

“You’re home now, Lina. Don’t you realize you’re not home yet?”

“No, I’m not at home.”

“Home, don’t argue with me.”

“I can’t…. After what happened…”

“We relaxed a little. There’s nothing wrong with that. I liked it, so did Vlad. ”

“But I didn’t! ”

“You’re lying! You liked it the best! Two cocks is much better than one. Especially for someone like you. Someone who can’t decide who she wants.”

I wanted to hit Vova, but Vlad intercepted my hand.

“There’s no offense to the truth, Lina. It wouldn’t be if you gave yourself an answer to the question of who you wanted. A threesome is just sex. We had fun, we relaxed. We fucked you. But there’s more to it than that. And that’s what you have to decide.”

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I look at both of them and I really don’t understand what they want from me and from my life, which before I met them was completely different. And now it’s turned into one big taboo.

“You understand, clever girl. I love you. And I want you to be my wife!” Vova declares.

“But you love Vlad. Yes?”

“Vov, don’t.”

“I don’t understand anything anymore.”

“Let’s go inside and figure it out,” he pulls me with him.

“I have to leave,” Vlad declares, and we all look back at him sharply.

“Not today, Vlad, and not now. Let’s go,” Vova immediately cuts everything short, and Vlad has to go back inside, just like me.

Vlad

“Make yourselves comfortable. Vlad, help Lina undress and get warm, but not the way we normally like to get warm,” he warned us, leaving us alone, and headed for the kitchen, probably to make some mulled wine. Lina was shivering. As soon as I touched her, she immediately put her hand forward.

“Don’t you dare!”

“Lina, you’re overreacting. Nobody meant to hurt you yesterday.”

“Vlad, please. I can undress myself and sit by the fireplace and wait for Vova to give me a warm drink.”

“Okay, I heard you.”

Decided to surrender, because she is now impenetrable.

She undressed and sat down on the warm, fluffy rug with her back to me, and I sat down on the couch. I looked at the back of her head, and I wanted so much to see her gentle face, slightly flushed by yesterday’s events and her embarrassment.

No one expected such subjugation from her yesterday. And I was surprised at all, and not at all sure that Vova would go all the way. But it turned out as it turned out. Now we both woke up sober and understand that it was wrong. So how do we deal with all of this now? Again and again Vova tries to threaten me, that he will tell Lina about the accident. And I do not care. I myself am ripe for this conversation. It’s not my fault. He’s just as mad at me, and I think he’s mad at Lina for not telling me that we met without him… But we didn’t want to tell him. Nothing ever happened between us. I’m sure if it had happened, Lena would have been the first one to run to confess to her tyrant boyfriend and beg for forgiveness.

“How are you feeling?” I still try to talk. This girl turned my whole life upside down by her appearance, all my friendship with Vova, and jeopardized my entire career… It’s not certain yet, but there’s no doubt that Vova won’t give up. He’s not that kind of guy. He’s cunning. He has a clear plan for everything. That’s what happened yesterday, and why did he change his mind about proposing to Lina in front of the company? A public proposal? Did he want to see how willing Lina was to comply with his every wish? Would she take such a step? Would she allow herself to be possessed not only by him, but by me as well?

“Everything was wonderful. It was as if I had been squeezed several times and was still being squeezed. But they do it not physically, but mentally. For example, why are you asking me all this now? What for and what purpose?” She answered, but did not even turn around.

“Turn to me, and then answer. Show some respect, and don’t be a bitch!” I couldn’t help myself.

“What?” She didn’t let up either. She didn’t just turn around, she got up off the mat and walked over to me and stationed herself. Yeah, literally punched me in the face.

“Don’t you dare tell me what to do and yell at me! In case you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m not your toy or your thing!”

“Oh, I seem to be missing the best part as usual. The nice ones are fighting, and I’m in there making mulled wine.”

– She hit me, Vov.”

“Congratulations, you deserve it.”

“I’m going to hit you, too!” and she’s already throwing herself at him. I do not know what possessed Lina, but the tray with the glasses that Vova was holding in his hands ended up on the floor, mulled wine spilled all over the floor. And Lina, like a cat, starts scratching his face. And she succeeds. In fact, a few bloody marks from her claws I’m already beginning to notice. Oh, what will happen next….