Clubrooms Diary

Chapter 39: Safe and sound

MALAYINA

May 14th 2018

Through teary eyes, and a blurry vision. I watch Amar dive to the floor. The bullet penetrates the wall,

leaving a perfectly circular hole in its wake.

I sigh with relief and wipe the tears from my eyes. Breathing heavily, I turn to face my father. The Hulk

has a belt wrapped around his neck through the opened large window. A deep red shadow starts to

creep up his face as he struggles to breathe. With the gun still in his possession, he points it at me. I

yelp, scrabbling backwards, shaking my head as I stare into his hateful eyes.

The Hulk yanks on the belt harder, my fathers head jerks back and he drops the gun, scratching at his

neck. Amar storms past me, he snarls, punching my abuser four times in the face as he yells at him in

his native tongue. I gulp, watching with wide eyes as my fathers head sags. The Hulk releases the belt

from his neck and he falls to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

I get to my feet and run out of the room. The need to remove myself from the scene consumes me

violently. The need to escape my past possesses me more. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

How could Maddie do this to me?

How could she stoop this low by risking my life? The reason behind Amar getting rid of her has nothing

to do with me. I run into the changing room, I strip and jump into the shower on the coldest setting.

Sliding down the wall, I bring my knees up to my chest, screaming and crying.

"Mal honey, is that you?" I hear Lisa ask on the other side of the cubicle.

I tuck my head into my chest, squeezing my eyes shut. Wishing the world would stop spinning for a

brief moment while I try to absorb what just happened.

How did I not see the signs or why didn't I trust my instincts and not enter the room in the first place?

I shake my head, disappointed in myself.

"Mal..." She taps on the glass door. Reminding me this is my reality.

"Mal.... Honey, what happened?" She asks sincerely.

"I'm fine." I whimper, telling the biggest lie I've ever told.

"You don't sound fine, babe."

I hear her sigh before she titters.

"Leave us." His deep voice fills the room.

"I.. Uh.. sh-"

"Leave." He says once more, with determination.

"Mal, I'm going to leave. But if you don't want me to go tell me and I won't." I could hear the tremble in

her voice as she tries to stand her ground with Amar for my sake.

I gnaw on my inner cheek, preventing myself from begging her to stay. I know it will only drive Amar

over the edge and I don't want Lisa getting caught in the crossfire.

Moments later I hear her shoes clicking against the tile flooring as she exits the room.

"I don't want anybody entering until we've left." He orders.

The faint clicking of the door closing echoes through the room. The shower door opens, I look up to see

Amar standing there in nothing but his boxer shorts. He enters the shower, flinches at the temperature

of the water and changes it to his liking.

"Mikros." He offers me his hand.

I remain where I am ignoring it. He stares down at me, running his hand through his wet hair and sighs

with frustration.

"Mikros." He says gently, his dark grey eyes slowly return to their breathtaking emerald green.

I absentmindedly place my hand in his and he carefully helps me to my feet. His eyes drink my fully

exposed body and a low growl escapes from his chest. I shift, intending to cover my body with my

hands and he takes my hands in his pinning them behind my back. He backs me into the wall, towering

over me.

"You ran?" He asked hoarsely.

I nod, too afraid to use my voice.

"I was worried," He says honestly, surprising me.

He swallows and I watch his adam apple bob up and down with fascination.

"I should've kept a closer eye on you. I'm sorry." His words laced with sorrow.

"I got comfortable and danger came knocking on your door." His eyes search mine.

"I promise it will never happen again."

He moves closer, his bare chest grazing my erect nipples. I sigh, the thought of our feverish skin

caressing one another sends a surge of arousal through my body. His fully hardened cock rubs along

my sex, I look up at him, blinking through the water that continues to rain upon us.

"I'm going to kiss you agapiménos." He says hoarsely.

I nod my head, giving him consent. Closing my eyes, I wait for him to claim to my mouth. Unexpectedly

he hooks my leg over his shoulder. I open my eyes in shock as he glides his velvety tongue over the

folds of my virgin pussy. I cry out at the foreign contact, shocked that Amar is kneeling before me,

eating me out. He lightly sucks on my clit, drawing it out getting it hard as he swirls his tongue around it

at the same time. I arch my back off the wall, running my hand through his wet hair. His tongue dips

into my entrance and he begins to tongue fuck me, my walls pulsing around him as I ride his face

hungrily seeking my release.

"Amar..." I cry out, loving the sound of his name leaving my lips.

My hands slide up my torso, cupping my breasts as I run the pads of my thumbs across the pebbled

buds, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my pussy. He inserts a finger inside me, flicking his tongue

over my clit as he thrusts into my pussy. My hips move against his mouth, matching his rhythm,

synchronizing in perfect harmony. I knead my breasts as a deep pressure fills the pit of my stomach.

"I..I..I'm going to cum, oh God. You're going to make me cum Amar." I whimper as my body finds its

release.

Amar continues to assault my pussy, licking me like a starved man eating his last meal.........

I pull my bottom lip between my teeth, masking the smile as I think to myself....

"Holy fucking shit balls...!!! Amar-fucking-Diamandis just ate me out!"