Cruel Femdom Captions นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Unfortunately her latest cruel lover had quite a bit of stamina and was showing no signs of tiring or coming soon. "You getting tired, slut?" he jeered. "Your slutty ass getting sore?" He laughed and slapped her ass again, whipping his hand back and forth across the cheeks, causing her to cry out again. "Yeah, I like it when you cry, dirty slut." To please himself he slapped her hard and fast again, driving his cock in deep.

I’m stretched to the limit, and he’s buried to the hilt. He doesn’t give me a chance to adjust. Instead, he moves his hips hard and fast, grinding against me as he fucks me senseless. I scratch at his back and claw at the sheets, trying desperately to hold on, but my mind is as hazy as the misty fog that still clings to my room. In a matter of minutes, I curl up and then explode in a wave of pleasure that has my toes curling and his name pulled from my lungs. He is relentless and continues to ram into me for so long, I’m afraid I might pass out, but then he finally releases with a groan, and he has claimed me. I am his. Alpha Varek looks down at me with a sinister smile. “I told you that you

The sharp click of her 5-inch heels echoed through the lobby. She stopped in the center of the hall, her expression unreadable as she looked at the still little figure on the floor. "Still putting on a show? Is this what Howard taught you—how to fake sympathy? You really think that if you act pitiful enough, I'll soften up? Keep dreaming." Each word cut through me like a blade, stabbing my soul again and again. I wanted to scream—how could she? How could she believe such cruelty of her own child? My boy was gentle, obedient, innocent… Tears spilled onto his face.

on his lips, sweet and intoxicating. She deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth, tasting him, teasing him. She reached down, her fingers finding the cock ring, and slowly, deliberately, she loosened it. The sub gasped, his body convulsing as the blood rushed back to his cock, his orgasm building, his body coiling tight. "Cum for me, my pet," Domica commanded, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "Cum for me now." And he did, his body convulsing as he spilled his seed, his cries of pleasure echoing in the room. Domica watched, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, her body sated and content. She reached down, her fingers tracing the line of his spine, feeling his body tremble beneath

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

His eyes were sharp and dark and you can tell by the fire in it. “I want her to watch. I want her to feel every inch of betrayal. Every scream. Every moan. I want her to see the way I fuck the virgin’s throat raw while the other girls spread her open and taste the blood.” Matteo blinked. Romano stiffened. Nico sat straighter. Dominic smiled, it was a slow, cruel, drunk on power kinda smirk. A smirk that leaves one ck shaking in their boots. “I’m going to chain her to a chair.”

“Feel how hard she’s squeezing us? This little whore is loving being doublestuffed on her wedding night. Her husband is snoring like a useless drunk while we ruin his bride.” “That’s my good girl,” Dom growled, his voice rough and possessive as he pinched my nipples hard, twisting them between his fingers. “Coming so beautifully for your Daddy and Uncle. Milk our cocks with those greedy holes. You were made for this — made to be fucked and used by your family like the perfect little cumslut you are.”

Adolf, a wealthy and powerful businessman, stepped into his lavish apartment after a long day at the office. The penthouse suite was his playground, where he indulged in his darkest desires with his three submissive slaves. Celine, Esther, and Krissy were his playthings, eager to fulfill his every whim. Celine, a raven-haired beauty with piercing green eyes, greeted Adolf at the door. She wore nothing but a sheer black teddy that left little to the imagination. "Welcome home, Master," she purred, her voice dripping with desire. "We've been waiting for you."

“Dripping down my balls like a desperate slut.” I sob, curse, but my hips lift—pleasure coiling, dark, unwanted. He chokes me with one hand, spits in my mouth again, yanks my hair, pounds harder. “Scream, dove. Give me those pretty moans you save for your vibrator.” My body betrays me—orgasm building, sick, filthy.He knows. “Come on your captor’s cock, you lonely little slut.” I'm sobbing into his glove, tears streaming down my face, but my hips are lifting to meet him, chasing faster and faster, following his every pound with its brutal, squelching intensity, my cunt clenching around his cock like it's starving for more.

“I'll assault your body, mind and soul until you speak up. I'll make you cum again and again till you cum your way into the afterlife.” “I'll spread your little legs apart until they hurt. I'll chain your hands over your head until they ache. Then I'll take pleasure in assaulting you. You are one brave fox and I'll see to it that you learn your lesson.” My hands grabbed hold of the little red uniform, with just one pull, a tearing sound resonated and she lay before me clad in just a black panty and black bra. “I thought you bitches don't wear bras these days?” I grinned.