Corruption Kink Novels & Stories

—I froze as he approaches me —Such a naughty bunny should be punished severely for her illicit desires. My body began to tremble as this is not what I had planned, his lips take hold of mine as his hands hold my neck without hurting me and it was suddenly when I felt other hands hold my hips as they spread kisses over my neck and at the same time subtly nibble, "Clark...what are you doing."

“More. I want more, Maxton. Use me all night.” He chuckled darkly, but there was a new edge to it—addiction already setting in. “You’re really fucked up, you know that? But… I think I am too now.” He pushed two fingers deep, stirring his cum inside me, then added a third, stretching me again. “Look at this sloppy hole. Made for my cock.” He kept fingering me, slow and deep, while his other hand lazily stroked his cock back to full hardness. Ten inches again, veiny and slick with our combined mess. The corruption was complete. My straight roommate was hard again just from playing with his own cum in my ass.

He smiles back, his hand too occupied to wave. "You're so stubborn." His partner shouts at him, shaking his head but smiling. He laughs loudly and enters his car, horning at them with his car one last time before driving off, leaving his work of fourteen years behind because of something very much worth it. Corruption. Whenever there is corruption in something, it begins to eat it from the inside, until it begins to show on the outside and then, there is nothing left to show for it. He has refused to be eaten by the corruption from Hank Williams, who incidentally and unfortunately, is his own uncle.

Luca, who arrived last and took the seat across from me without looking at me directly, which was still where we were and I wasn't going to force it faster than it moved. And then the others. The Kingsmen's core was five. The extended table included three more — representatives of allied families who held associate positions, present for specific agenda items, absent for others. Marcus Reinholt, who controlled significant distribution networks in the northeast. Soo-Jin Park, whose family's legitimate business interests provided the financial infrastructure that cleaned the Kingsmen's more complicated earnings. And Dmitri Volkov, whose presence at the gala I'd noted and whose interest in Myra

These time there were barely any changes on he expression, instead I can see that she already accepted the fact that at these point, she should think that anything in the folders, is something that she should not be shocked time and time again, instead just read them all and just accept the fact that all the thing that were in these files were real. It took her about 40 Minutes to finished reading the entire folders cover to cover, 2 times and really ingrained all the information inside her head and process the entire thing. It was rather shocking to hear that the Entire Kangnam District is actually a large corruption cancer, from the District representative all the way to the Public general

The saying is pretty obvious, what is ordained, cannot be changed. You will die when it's your time to die" I said then shoot him on the head and left the place. " Corruption is a virus, once inside the body it can kill the entire organ, the only vaccine for corruption is DEATH". MERCILESS TBC

Jun bit his plump lip nervously, head down and cheeks pink. "I'm talking about you being a masochist," Namgyu whispered and Jun closed his eyes in embarrassment. "It isn't normal-" "Yes, it is Kim Seokjun." Namgyu interrupted sternly, raising Jin's chin so the latter would look at him. "It's okay to be a masochist. It's normal to have kinks. It is completely okay and almost everyone has kinks. Some people are in a purely BDSM relationship with other people. Just that and nothing more. It's okay, it exists and happens."

The new kink they’d introduced was public denial combined with the constant reminder of ownership through the collar tag and jeweled plug which was pushing every button I had. By dessert, I was a wreck. Tears of desperate need pricked my eyes. My nipples were painfully hard against the thin dress. Kai had the vibrator on its highest setting for nearly two full minutes while he discussed quarterly profits. “Please…” I whispered brokenly when the investor briefly left the table. Kade’s hand slid higher up my thigh, fingers brushing my soaked entrance around the harness. “Hold it.” The moment the lunch ended and we were back in the privacy of the limo, they pounced.

It was the one thing that didn't make sense with what he had told me. "Not everyone got corrupted; some people still kept their minds, and are still attempting to contain the problem. If I had to guess, they scented me on you and detained you. As you saw, I'm not a small dragon, and having a dragon at all, let alone one my size, rampaging through the realm, killing anything in its path, isn't good for anyone involved. There isn't really a way to be able to tell if someone is corrupted or not until they start showing symptoms, so they weren't going to take the chance that you might have been." That made me pause once more, but if he had survived, then it stood to reason that others had too.

looking for somewhere to put the weight of all these months. "Old habits," I said. She studied me carefully. then nodded once. not forgiveness. understanding. there was a difference, and she knew it. We started walking again. "The seal is being maintained," she said after a moment. "The corruption isn't passive. Someone is feeding it." She said it plainly, giving me information she had no obligation to share. "which means removing it isn't enough. you need to stop whoever has access." "Time?" I asked. She was quiet, calculating.