Snow Bunny Blacked and Bred — Chapter 6

Charlotte’s Journal — Wednesday, August 28th 2024, 6 am

The sun, whilst not yet rising had turned the overnight clouds into bruised streaks, and we were finally returning to the house.

Harry walked ahead with Jack and Kelvin, leaving me to trail behind with Severin, and Harry is pissed, so angry that he won’t look at me. Because among the sad, lonely people, and the groups leaving late-night strip bars and clubs, someone recognised me. The real me, not ‘Lottie — The Snow Bunny’, but Charlotte the model who was out with Black Edition and their leader Harry Dresden.

“Holy fuck, it’s you. You’re… she’s…” The guy, his name I never found out, yelled to his friends, “You’re fucking Charli…”

“Yeah, she is. The one and only!” Came another voice.

Moving closer, Jack took my arm and presented me to ‘this guy’.

“How much is she worth to you, as a tight fuck…?” jack said much to my mortification.

The stranger laughed in Jack’s face before the laughter died. “Fuck man, are you serious? Is he serious? But I thought, aren’t you like a famous supermodel? Didn’t we see your pictures in…”

“Pay up, or fuck off.” Harry snarled at the guy before turning on me.

“Head down, Lottie. Or we’ll make you crawl back…” I obeyed instantly, looking away.

It had already been a long night. I ached, my pussy escort şişli felt dirty, violated, my jaw too and the last thing I needed was Harry turning on me.

“Listen, I’m sorry, I didn’t…” This stranger started to protest and he even made an offer, cash for my cunt, but Harry refused, threatened the guy, and his mates and eventually they left… leaving me alone with the Black Edition team.

“I want her home now.” That was the last anyone spoke, even on the train journey back, until the front door slammed shut behind us.

The house and studio were quiet. Everyone was sleeping, or at least they were until Harry, rounding on me, his hand flying to my neck, slammed me into the nearest wall.

“You slut, you fucking useless Snow Bunny bitch. How come that guy recognised you? What aren’t you telling us, Lottie…”

I wheezed, grabbed Harry’s wrist and tried to pull him off.

“Evveerryyy one knows my fucking fffaaaccceee,” I whimpered, my fingernails now digging into his skin, “I’m an internationally known mooodddeell, who you just pimped ooouuutttt.”

“What the fuck’s going on?” Justice asked as Db and Jason arrived.

“Someone recognised, Lottie,” Severin explained in a calm voice, “… and now Harry’s going to fucking kill her…”

The pressure on my throat eased a little, allowing me to suck in a deep breath, following Severin’s comment. escort taksim But Harry didn’t fully release me, his strength and height keeping me upright and pinned, my toes barely touching the floor.

“I’m not going to kill her. We still need this little Snow Bunny, but…” Harry’s gaze nailed me in place, I would have frozen if he wasn’t already holding me.

“… We’re going to need to be very careful for my plan to work.”

“Yeah, well how about starting now, because your precious Snow Bunny is turning purple. You want to think about letting her go?” Db asked, ever the voice of reason.

I gasped, groaning, wheezing when Harry removed his hand, and slowly slid down the wall until I landed on my ass. Then, in the next breath, Harry’s personality changed totally.

“I’m famished, let’s get some breakfast and then we’ll sit down to talk. And Lottie, why don’t you grab a shower, and use the bathroom in my suite.”

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I scrubbed, then scrubbed some more until I was scared I’d hurt myself. But I felt cleaner and finding mouthwash on the counter, I rinsed my mouth out twice, banishing the musky, musty taste of male seed coating my tongue.

I don’t have clothes, and I couldn’t face putting the pink coat back on … it must surely be stained too, and so naked, a state of affairs I’m used to by now, I padded through the house, then downstairs escort fatih to the kitchen.

“… it’s a shame that she got recognised, we could have made more money,” Jack was saying.

“There’s always next time,” Kelvin added.

“There won’t be a next time,” Harry spoke this time, “We’ll have to keep her hidden for now, until she’s…”

“Lottie,” Sev spoke my name, cutting Harry off. “Come, sit and eat. There’s coffee too.”

I edged into the kitchen, staying as far as I can away from Harry and Jack, also Kelvin and Justice.

“Sit, Charli. And tell us something, how often do you get tested? To make sure your tight cunt is clean, disease-free…”

“Is this because of last night?” I ask.

“Yes and no, so how often?”

“Every couple of months, sometimes less,” … ‘if I’ve been here and rampantly fucked by you’ words I don’t add.

“And let me guess, at the same time your contraception is handled?”

I nodded slowly, not liking the direction of this conversation but also not fully understanding why Harry is asking. Is it his own health he’s worried about? Or something else?

“So, tested for disease, and then… injected for protection?”

“Yes…” I mumbled, feeling sick even on an empty stomach.

“And the last time, was it recent or…”

The kitchen was silent, everyone stopped eating, and drinking and watched Harry and I, our dialogue like a tennis match, going back and forth.

“Not recent… in fact my contraceptive injection is due right now while I am here with you all.”

Harry’s face lit up. “So as of now you’re unprotected, right?”

I slowly nodded.

TBC.