Crk Stories Novels & Stories

Kinks: CNC (Consensual Non-Consent), kidnapping, rough sex, being overpowered, degradation + praise, being used, forced orgasms, being claimed/possessed. She hesitated for a long time before hitting “match.” That same night, she matched with someone. Damien. His profile was simple: Damien Cross, 34 Kinks: CNC, kidnapping/roleplay, heavy dominance, ownership, rough sex, breeding talk, marking, aftercare. They started chatting. At first, it was cautious. Then it became intense. Damien: You said you like being taken against your will. How real do you want it to feel? Elena: As real as possible. I want to be scared. I want to feel like I don’t have a choice… but I also want a safe word.

I slid two fingers between my soaked folds, moaning softly. “Fuck… I’m still so full of your cum,” I whispered, circling my clit. “Louder,” he demanded, one hand gripping the wheel tightly while the other adjusted his hardening cock through his turnout pants. “Tell me exactly what you’re doing.” “I’m rubbing my clit,” I moaned, voice shaky as the truck sped through red lights. “It’s so swollen… and your cum is leaking out every time I move. This is crazy, Brock. We could get in so much trouble.”

Cliques had been established already and I couldn't break in . At first, the other kids weren't always mean . They didn't call me names . They didn't bully me . It all started to get worse in the month of November when Ms. Adams , my teacher asked us to write about our favorite thing in the world . I wrote my favorite thing to be the ability to see the midnight black sky with the shinny stars . It was a whole three page essay mixed with lots of emotions but the other kids considered it nonsense . While the teacher read my essay to the class they laughed out loud pointing fingers at me .

he said as an evil smirk trailed across his face. “And with that, I have to say thank you again,” Krissy said with a laugh. “They also tried to use a bomb on you.” someone said. “Very not cool. No one messes with family.” “Why do I feel like I walked into a really bad mafia movie?” she asked. “Don’t you know that special teams are like the mafia? Once you’re in, you can never get out.” someone piped up. “Do you know that the only people the don’s feared was the women in the family?’, she asked. “Finish up, guys, cause I have three kids to get to bed and only one bed for them to sleep on.”

A Crush. Adriana's POV A few months later my mom recovered from her depression but it wasn't entirely as recovery from mental illness usually takes years. My mom told me everything that happened in detail, How she told her Childhood best friend about her plight Hoping to get help and advice from her not knowing that the latter will turn out to be a traitor, The latter confessed to having been in love with my Dad for years and she also claimed that she was in a relationship with my dad before my mom Even met him and that my mom was the evil friend that snatched her Boyfriend.

I know how hard it is to establish a business and when your investor start to not believe in you is even more harder and I believe because of that post it’s affecting her business and I think it’s going to make her even more in rage but upon thinking about it… she made me pissed last night and this is the payment for that. “It’s still going to collapsed even without that post. Some people are speculating about the child trafficking incident that has been happening inside that company, and now people are bringing it up again and it will fall not slowly but fast and harsh.” Kate said. “and that’s just the harsh truth, or some call it karma… I guess it’s on your side.” She smirk at me. I shake

My voice cracked. “Alice got pregnant at age nineteen and although we never expected it, I was over the moon, I was so happy, I could not wait to welcome our child, Alice may have had her issues and her family wasn’t perfect, but I was ready to do everything, everything for us.” His voice cracked as well and he licked his lip. “Everything changed the day she gave birth though, she had not one, but three babies.” My eyes widened and my lips parted. “W-what?” I breathed.