Abused Animal Stories Novels & Stories

“I was taken from my birth parents when I was a few days old. Whoever took me left me in a village, in the vampire kingdom. A man found me and took me in. He wanted to sell me but no one would buy me so he kept me. They used me as a maid with his soulmate. I thought it couldn’t get worse, the abuse, starving me. I looked like a ghost. It got worse. They had no clue what I was until I turned on my sixteenth birthday to my wolf. They tied me in the basement and opened a business where anyone who paid a certain amount could come and torture me. So no, the man who raised me did nothing but abuse me.” “Abuse you how?” “Beating me, starving me, overworking me, torturing me. Emotionally, verbally a

he gritted his teeth, ‘I was in a rough place when I was dealing with the death of Freya and my pup’. ‘You admit you are also at fault but you do not get to be flogged, people without power are treated less than animals , I have felt it and I have seen it for myself’. I remember the days when Seth took advantage of the fact that I was helpless and no one would come to my rescue, two years of molestation. I don't realize I was crying until Kaden spoke

The little girl watched as Dask'iya burned quickly because there was nothing but gum in the fire, and listened to the agonizing screams of the woman After Dask'iya burned completely, the girl warmed her shaking hands once more and melted the gum off of all of the other children's eyes. All of the boys and girls opened their eyes again and ran back home to tell the story of the little girl's triumph in killing the Child Eater. " What are these strange stories, No wonder people Don't touch these books "

"When I tried to stop, Tyler grabbed me, backed me into a corner, and told me it was time for me to stop playing with him, to stop playing with the guys who had been watching. He gave me another drink, and it made me feel terrible. I wanted to puke, but I was afraid if I did they would do something to me. I kept going, just kept telling myself that once I got through this I'd never have to do it again. They made me do horrible humiliating things. They took turns kissing me and pulling my hair. Took turns taking parts of my clothes off. They made me crawl to them, holding things in my mouth. They made me let them touch me. Finally, I had enough. I was so sick, and my eyes hurt. Tyler grabbed

, he said. "But the story is awesome ,I am loving it ",I smiled transferring my gaze back to laptop screen while adjusting myself in his embrace. The poor child was beaten to death when she protested the animal men and being caged in the brothel house. I was crying already and Krish was wiping them simultaneously. I was cursing when the damn hero would enter and drag her out of this shit. Finally the child escaped difficulty and gotten on a busy street. She was moving according to the sounds around her. The sight was so damn hurting to see a blind girl in tearing clothes running in the streets for help.

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

Maybe I hoped someone would find me and end this The next night I shifted again And the beast ran even farther It went to another park Another land And this time they were ready They had heard the stories About the monster that comes in the night They were waiting for me With chains With silver With fire They surrounded me in a wide circle with burning torches I tried to run But something hit me A dart With poison It made the beast slow Made my body fall to the ground They tied me with silver chains Thick ones Tight ones They dragged me into a small stone building There were seven of them All strong All angry They didn’t care who I was They didn’t care I had a mate and a child and a pack, if

NOTE: This story is from my book, STEALING THE LYCAN'S SON. I wanted to include this here for exposure and an addition to my collection of short stories. SO if you have added it in your library and read my book, STEALING THE LYCAN'S SON, PLEASE DO NOT CONTINUE AND PURCHASE. Thank you! . . . . . CAMILLA I giggled as I jumped over a large rock blocking my path, and made my way past the pack border and towards freedom.

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.