All Chapters of Cravings, and Lustful Confessions.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Margaret heard all they said, the plans they had for her, and her heart would not stop pounding hard. She held the vibrator tighter, her breath shaky with each word spoken.Their hatred for her was clear, something she could not miss in their voices. And she knew right there that she deserved all of it.Being on the receiving end of brutal treatment, being told she was not even human, that she was nothing, had made her realize all her past sins.“I’m sorry, please forgive me,” she mumbled, staring down at the floor.Marcus gave a cold laugh, then placed his middle finger under her chin. He tilted her head up until she was forced to look into his eyes, and even then she still tried to avoid his dark gaze. “Do not be quick to apologize, Mrs. Margaret.”“Because by the time we are done you will be the one hating us,” Victor said, his gaze cold and dark.She said nothing, only shivered from what was to be her fate. But Margaret had already realized that accepting their vengeance would be

The kiss started out slow, almost hesitant. His lips brushed mine once, twice, and I parted my mouth and he slipped inside slowly, tasting of whiskey.The kiss was soft, softer than anything he had ever given me. And I kissed him back in the same way, afraid that if I sped things up I would scare him away.He pulled away just enough to gaze at me. “Margaret,” he whispered, and I smiled, loving the way my name rolled out of his tongue with no resentment in it.But then something shifted in his gaze.His thumb stroked my cheek, slow at first, then firmer, like he couldn’t hold the gentleness for long without breaking from it. His gaze dropped to my mouth and I felt my stomach tighten.Short, broken breaths slipped out of me while I gazed at him in anticipation. He leaned in again and this time his mouth took mine with hunger. It was not rough, neither was it wild, just starved. Like he had been holding back the desire to kiss me for too long.I felt guilty knowing I was the reason it

You walked into the room, your heart beating loudly against your chest. You were starting to have second thoughts, but then again you already made it here, so why turn back now?“The door,” I said, my voice booming loud in the silent room. “Close it.”You placed your hand on your chest as it beat wildly against your rib-cage. You had it in mind to run away, to leave, but your legs would not move and your hands obeyed, closing the door behind you.“Strip.” My voice came again and you did so slowly, stripping every piece of clothing on you till you were standing fully naked in the room.You stood there, bare, trembling, the air cool against your heated skin and your beautiful tits.I let the silence stretch, let you feel how exposed you were under my stare.Then I broke the silence. “Collar,” I said. “Put it on yourself. Tight enough that you can feel your pulse in your throat, then clip the leash to it and hold the end in your teeth like the obedient little bitch you are.”Your eyes fl

AUTHOR'S NOTE: THIS STORY HAS NO REAL LOGIC! So... do not expect one. Thank you for reading. I stumbled through the hotel door with Nicholas’s mouth hot on mine. He didn’t even let me turn on a light. He just pushed me against the door, his mouth finding mine in the dark with desperate hunger. Our teeth clicked, his tongue plunged into my mouth, and I met him with mine, a wet, messy dance of spit and want. His mouth tasted like expensive alcohol and mint gum, and mine probably tasted like the cheap cocktail I shouldn’t have had. But we didn’t care. We just kissed like we had been starving all night. His hands was everywhere, big palms sliding under my dress, gripping my āss, lifting me off the ground like I weighed nothing. I laughed into the kiss, bit his bottom lip, and he groaned loud enough that the people in the next room probably heard. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling hard, nails scraping his scalp just the way that makes him weak. We tripped over each other’s

The cool, blue-tinted light of the aquarium washed over us, painting everything in a dreamlike glow. Giant manta rays drifted lazily in the massive tank behind Nicholas’s head, their silent flight a stark contrast to the storm raging inside me.Nicholas was talking about some fish fact he read online, and I nodded when I was supposed to, smiled when he looked over, but my head was somewhere else.I couldn’t focus on anything. My entire world had narrowed to the heavy, persistent weight between my legs and the tight curve of my boyfriend’s ass encased in his trouser.The only thing swarming in my head was an image of me bending Nicholas over the nearest bench and sliding into his tight hole right here in front of the jellyfish.I was never this obsessed with my boyfriend's ass. Yes, I've always thought of it, but now, since I got this damn cock, his ass was all I could think of. I badly wanted to make my wishes come true.I just knew it would be heavenly pushing my cock into him while