Bts Scenarios He Pounds Into You Novels & Stories

My body collided with his, gently of course, and he wrapped his arms around me. “Gah!!” He screamed in pain as I pounded my fist into his wound. I lifted my knee and rammed the same spot again. Once he was hunched over more I kicked his side which made him crash to the floor. My blood boiled for vengeance as I lifted my foot to stomp on his chest. Suddenly a human sized bat flew in front of me and screeched. It frightened me and caused me to stumble backwards, making me fall on my butt. My eyes were only closed for a second before I opened them and saw one of the vampires standing between me and Benson.

Scarlett looked up as her tongue swirled around the head of his little guy proudly standing stiff as an iron sword. "You little..." Bobby grabbed her hair and pulled her up and pressed her chest against the wall as she giggled. With a pull, he removed her jeans along with her lace undies as she yelped and they rested at her knees. "Are you finding it funny? You need to be punished," he hissed in her ear. Pressing his forearm on her neck, he gave a smack on her round bottom and it turned pink. "Oww..." Scarlett giggled and tried to turn and reach his lips, but he pressed her neck and bit her earlobe.

Now, Scarlett's kick made the pain flare up even more. Cold sweat broke out as I clutched my injury, gasping for breath. Seizing the opportunity, Scarlett launched a relentless series of punches, her fists raining down on me. With a loud thud, my body crashed heavily onto the arena floor. Scarlett Hayes refused to give up, relentlessly kicking at my waist and abdomen. Each kick seemed to be fueled by pure determination; she was intent on making me pay. Dominic Blackwood couldn't believe his eyes. He had only stepped away to take a phone call, and now he was witnessing this brutal scene.

His eyes were glued to the screen where the Dom had fucked his sub into a subspace. “Like this huh?” Bolt sped up his movements. They could hear the sound of flesh stroking and smacking together and as if something was missing, Bolt moved his hand and held Josh’s leaking cock in his hand. “I am close, Josh. Please tell me you are cumming too”. Bolt said in a breathless tone. He was clenching all his muscles to hold his impending orgasm but he knew he would just topple over and that happened exactly as Josh cum with his name in his screams and Bolt lost it too.

BDSM PLAY PART 2 Lou screamed in pleasure, her pussy stretching around his thick cock. He didn't give her time to adjust. He started pounding her immediately, hard and deep. Each thrust slapped against her sore ass, making her yelp. The harness creaked as she pulled at the ropes.

I bent down and picked it up. There was only one sentence written on it. Stop asking questions. My heart began beating faster. I looked toward the door. Nobody. I turned the paper over. Nothing. Then I heard footsteps in the hallway. I quickly shoved the paper beneath my pillow. The door opened. Luca walked in. He closed it behind him. His eyes immediately found mine. “What happened?” “Nothing.” He stared at me. “You're lying.” I almost smiled. “Funny. I thought you didn't lie.”

I shoulder past a couple of prospects and storm outside, pushing through the wall of bodies until I reach the ring. The second I see him, really see him, my stomach twists. He’s wrecked. Bruised, bloodied, breathing hard but still on his feet. What the fuck is this? Without waiting, I reach out and grab one of the guys at the edge of the circle, Titan, maybe, and drag him back by the neck. I slam my fist into his face, the bones in my hand jarring on impact. “Vesper, it’s a fucking punishment!” someone yells, but I don’t give a shit who it is.

The scenario where his head is bashed open on the ground is rushing faster to the surface, demanding to become a reality. “Those sounds are fake,” Bastian says. “How do you know?” Damon points his beer at him. “Did you tap a p**n girl’s exotic ass?” “No, but I know you’re being a bigot right now, not to mention an asshole.” “Ohh, is the pretty boy feeling triggered?” our teammate taunts.

My hope renews when he starts to walk away, then the unexpected happens. Mason runs forward and delivers a Seth Rollins style “stomp” to Bobby, slamming the injured man’s head down against the ring with the sole of his boots. I sink back into my chair as air whooshes out of me. The audience has grown wild. Everyone is screaming and cheering in a frenzy. Bobby lies there completely unmoving, probably dead while Mason…Mason faces the crowd, his grey eyes as dark as the eeriest night. Around me, I can hear Darth, Vanessa and Damon exchange words, but the sound of their voices seem to just float around in my head as I watch Mason bang the ring twice to indicate his intention to leave.

Against a supreme powerhouse like Zayn, he had no chance of walking away alive. When Zayn saw the bomb was about to be tossed, he dashed after Bolt and grabbed his hand. He held it so tightly that Bolt was utterly incapable of tossing the bomb. “I told you that you can’t run from me.” Bolt could hear Zayn’s voice right next to his ear. Seeing Zayn’s smiling face sent a shiver down his spine. “H-how can you possibly…” Before he could finish the sentence, his vision went black before. Zayn had already smashed his palm against Bolt’s head, the impact making a distinct crack.