All Chapters of C*nt Of Demand: 60 Shades Of Pure Evil: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Professor Kane"Today you are going to learn what it really means to be owned," I told her as I tied her wrists and ankles to the four corners of the bed. She was spread wide open for me, helpless and already dripping onto my sheets.I started slow but firm. I sucked hard on her nipples until she was moaning loud enough for the neighbors to hear if they were listening. Then I slid three fingers deep into her pussy, pumping them fast while my thumb worked her clit. Shaking and screaming my name like she had been holding it in for weeks.But I was nowhere near done. I flipped her onto her stomach with her ass up high. I put some cool lube on my fingers and worked them into her tight asshole. She gasped and whimpered, but I could tell she wanted it."Relax for me, baby," I whispered. "This ass is going to take my cock today."She moaned as I pushed in slowly at first, stretching her open. The way she squeezed around me felt incredible. Soon I was thrusting deep, and pounding her hard. S

LenaMy door creaked open without a knock. I sat up quickly. Marcus stood there in the doorway, his big frame filling it up. He had taken off his shirt and wore only loose pants. His chest looked strong, muscles clear even in the low light. "Are you okay, Lena?" he asked, voice calm. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him. "That boy hurt you badly tonight."I pulled the sheet up over my legs. "I am fine. You should not be here. Ryan might come back."Marcus shook his head and sat on the edge of the bed. The mattress dipped under his weight. "He is not coming back tonight. I made sure of that. You need someone who actually cares right now."His hand rested on my knee warmly. I should push it away. This was Ryan's dad. But after all the screaming and tearing down, his touch felt like safety and comfort."I cannot do this," I whispered, even as my legs parted a little on their own. "It is wrong.""Wrong is letting that weak boy keep breaking you," Marcus said. He leaned close

Lena"You planned all of this?" My voice cracked. "You told Ryan to hurt me. To call me useless and a tease so I would fall into your bed. You used your own son to get what you wanted."Marcus did not even look guilty. He sat up on the bed, his thick cock still half hard and shining with our mess. "Yes, Lena. I did. I have wanted you since the first day Ryan brought you home. That boy does not deserve a woman like you. I knew if I pushed him to break you down, you would need a real man to put you back together. And I was right."Anger boiled up inside me. "This is sick. I am done. I am telling Ryan everything and leaving."He laughed low and grabbed my wrist, pulling me back onto the bed. "You are not going anywhere.”I tried to fight but he was too strong. He pinned me down and kissed me rough. I bit his lip but that only made him groan and push his cock against my entrance again. "Get off me, Marcus!"Instead he thrust in deep. I screamed. The stretch was still so much even after

Father EliasMy name is Father Elias, and every night I fight a war I am losing.I sat alone in the quiet church after Diana left, my cock hard and throbbing under my robes. I could still feel the way her body trembled when I pressed against her. The soft whimper she made when my hand touched her. It took every ounce of strength I had not to lift her skirt and sink deep into her right there.I am supposed to be a man of God. I took vows. But vows mean nothing when a girl like Diana walks in. So innocent on the outside, but burning inside with filthy desires she cannot control. From the first confession, I knew she was a serpent. I have done this before, but none of them pulled me like she does.I locked the door and sat on the chair behind the old oak desk. My hand slipped under my robes and wrapped around my thick cock. It was already leaking. I stroked slowly, remembering her words."I have been fucked by seven cocks.""I crave hands touching me desperately. I crave to be touched u

DianaThe next day... I came back. I couldn’t stay away. My thighs were still sore, my panties soaked just from thinking about him, but I slipped into the church like a moth to flame, knowing he’d be waiting. Knowing he’d bend me over or pull me into his arms and fuck me senseless until I came all over his cock once more, whispering his name.The moment he saw me, he didn’t hesitate. No words. No welcoming smile or gentle greeting. His eyes darkened with raw, desperate lust, and in an instant he crossed the space between us. He grabbed my wrist and dragged me straight into his secret chamber, slamming the door shut and locking it with a sharp click that sent a shiver down my spine.He bent over his desk again, skirt around my waist, his 7inches cock already hard leaking Pre-cum. "You are my dirty little secret," he groaned, gripping my hips hard. "This pussy belongs to your priest. Say it.""It's yours, Elias," I moaned loudly. "Fuck me harder. Please!"He gave me what I wanted, th