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The lesser devil
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2026-04-09 23:44:12
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On Your Knees, Stepsister I'm the devil
KIELAN I sent Lylah back to her bar in John's car. I would have been the one taking her back, but I knew I wouldn't be able to control my anger if I stayed long with her.I picked up my phone and dialled Jack. He answered on the second ring. “Bring Roderick to me.”“Okay.” He disconnected without question, just like I knew he would. He must have heard the darkness and promise in my tune, and known what would happen next. Jack, unlike the others, is super bloodthirsty, and he liked it when I got into my dark side. Jack was as effective as I knew he would. He must have been stalking Roderick because tell me why I would get a call 20 minutes later, just to get informed he was already in the torture room?I took my time going there. Earlier, when I brought Lylah over, Jack had a man in the torture chamber. I'd heard the scream of pain the moment the lift clicked shut, which was why I excused myself. Thankfully, Lylah heard nothing. When I finally stepped into the torture chamber, a bl
On Your Knees, Stepsister A spoiled surprise
He frowned. “Drugs?” He looked at me like I had somehow developed two heads. I had to touch my neck to be certain I hadn't. “What are you talking about? What drugs and what minor prostitution?”His outburst surprised me. I had expected him to look shocked, then guilty, before he tries to deny them. Anything but him looking like I had just insulted him by asking. “You deal with drugs, right?” I asked, folding my arms. His jaw ticked. “No, I don't.” He narrowed his eyes at me. “Why would you think that? I don't freaking sell drugs. I'm the only neat mobster out there, and for the other…” He ran his fingers through his hair. “Who even fed those ideas to you? Do I look like someone who would intentionally harm minors?”I blinked. “But —”“Why would you even have such thoughts? Have I ever given you the impression that I'm a predator?” He exhaled. “I know I'm a douche, and I got you to be with me by tricking you, but that's all. I'll never hurt minors and I don't deal with drugs, ever. T
On Your Knees, Stepsister The dreaded question
I gulped. I didn't think I would ever open fire anywhere that's not a shooting range. I know I had even thought about shooting a person or two with my gun, but that had been it. Just a thought, and nothing more. “Bu… But —”“What if someone comes through that door to hurt you? Would you hesitate because you're scared? Isn't your life more precious? Learning to shoot in any situation is more beneficial, don't you think?” His hand covered mine, guiding the barrel toward the far wall where a paper target was pinned. “I want you to put two in the chest and one in the head. Can you do that?”I should have said no. I should have dropped the gun and run. I wasn't even meant for this life. Before that fateful day that sealed my fate, I had lived peacefully without any issues. If I hadn't ventured into the kind of business I took up, I wouldn't have ever had any contact with this world. It wasn't meant for me. I shouldn't…I nodded.“Good girl.” He whispered, and my chest tightened at his pra
On Your Knees, Stepsister You're mine
He carried me up and returned to his desk, with his cock still in my pussy. He sat back and made me place my head on his chest, so I could recollect my breath. I didn't know how long we stayed like that. It was as if time seemed to stop meaning anything in this room. With me in his arms and his cock still buried inside me.My fingers traced idle patterns on his shoulder. The material was rough under my touch, and I focused on the texture, on the mundane detail because if I thought about what had just happened, I'd shatter.I had let him cum in me once again, without protection.His hand found my chin, and he tilted my face up to meet his eyes. The storm in them had softened to something quieter, but the hunger was still there.He shifted beneath me, and I gasped as his cock slid out of me, leaving me empty and aching. The loss made a hollow ache settle in my core, and I hated how much I missed him already.He stood, and I slid off his lap, my legs unsteady as I found my footing. My s
On Your Knees, Stepsister I want you to milk me dry
He didn't respond with words. His hand slid down my spine, tracing the curve of my ass, and he pulled me closer. The position changed, and I gasped as he hit a spot that made stars dance behind my eyes. "Are you certain you're ready?" "Only if you tell me what you want to do to me," I responded, sounding freaking bold.“I want to feel you break around me again,” he said against my ear. “I want to feel you milk me dry.”The words sent a shiver through me. I nodded, not trusting my voice. He smiled and moved beneath me, his hips lifting, and his cock driving into me with deliberate, unhurried strokes. Each one was like a reminder of who I belonged to now.I let my head fall back, let the pleasure take me. I just wish I could stay in this world forever, with his cock in my pussy. It was probably the 'pleasure' of talking. Just like my damned arousal, never let me ask him to use protection. Or you could say… I was actually hoping for something from him. A sharp knock on the door dragged
On Your Knees, Stepsister I want to be yours, daddy
I was his. I had been his from the moment his fingers had found my cunt, and from the time he'd said that word. I'd felt it land somewhere deep and hungry. A place that only recognised his voice. And I didn't want to be anyone else's. At least for now.“More,” I sobbed. “Please, Daddy. More.”His hands moved, one sliding up my spine to the back of my neck, the other finding my hip and gripping hard. He pulled me down, driving me deeper into his cock, and the angle sent a spike of pleasure straight through me. I cried out, the sound muffled against his shoulder, and he held me there, impaled, trembling, complete.“You want more?” His breath was hot against my ear. “Then take it.”I rolled my hips again, chasing the friction, the heat building with each motion. But his hands tightened on my hips, stilling me. “Not so fast.” His voice was controlled, but I could feel the tremor in his hands. “You want more?” I nodded, breathless. “Yes. Please.” “Then beg.” My thighs clenched around h
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