“You’re mine,” he growled at me. “You got that, little princess? You’re all. Fucking. Mine.” — Isabella Starling Copy Share Image
“He made me feel like I was nothing but a set of warm holes for him to pleasure himself with. And he made me… — Isabella Starling Copy Share Image
“I wanted to hate her in that moment, because I knew she would be the fucking end of me.” — Isabella Starling Copy Share Image
“We sat there, two broken, fucked-up people, and we held each other together.” — Isabella Starling Copy Share Image
“You don’t have to worry about anything. The pain will be intense but it will dull into an ache you will be able to… — Isabella Starling Copy Share Image
“Waited for him to break my pussy open around his cock and make me a woman. It felt like I was dying and it… — Isabella Starling Copy Share Image
“Baby. She was my baby. I loved my baby. But would she ever be mine? Only mine?” — Isabella Starling Copy Share Image
“He exuded power. My body wanted to obey. I wanted to do whatever this man told me to. I wanted to submit.” — Isabella Starling Copy Share Image
“I’m not sure. I can only fix it by breaking you and putting you back together, piece by piece.” — Isabella Starling Copy Share Image
“I know you gave up your fucking cherry for the first guy that found your bony ass hot. You probably screamed like a pig… — Isabella Starling Copy Share Image
“I wanted to hurt her until she screamed with pleasure. All I could picture was her pretty face all twisted up when I fucked… — Isabella Starling Copy Share Image
