Cry Even Better If You Beg Novels & Stories

“Go on your knees, beg me, and grovel at my feet.” He laughs hysterically. “Maybe if you’re miserable enough I will help you.” It sounded like a threat Crystal couldn’t help but shiver from the intensity of his voice; there was no doubt in her anymore, it was now obvious that he is insane. Since she had chosen to swallow her pride and beg him, this was nothing.

"How was your weekend, boys? Mine was fucking epic. Involved a lot of pussies—seriously, orgies are the best." His eyes were sparkling with that filthy glee. "And let me tell you, nothing beats waking up tangled in sheets that smell like regret and Victoria's Secret. One girl was so flexible, I thought she was auditioning for ballet—bending over backward like she was trying to lick her own—well, you get the picture." Luca snorted, shaking his head, but I could see the corner of his mouth twitching. "You're gonna get expelled one day," I said.

“Hey, now. None of that.” “I can’t help it. You’re so sweet.” “Sweet? Woman, it rips my guts out to see you cryin’.” “Even happy tears?” “Any kind of tears.” She kissed his Adam’s apple. “Then take me to bed and see if you can’t turn my tears into screams of pleasure.” “That, I can do.” ******

"Oh, delicious, I guess we can store another sample for another day." My eyes welled up with tears as all of my anger burst through the ceiling. Not only did I feel powerless, but I also felt embarrassed. Until now, I've not been repulsed by the sense of having it. I've reached the point where I'm attempting to keep the cracks from forming, but I can feel the cracks winning the battle against me gradually. In response, he coos and lifts my chin up as my gaze drifts to the floor. "Cheer up, we're almost there. I'm sure you'd be happy to see someone you miss dearly."

Tbh: you seem cool Tbh: you cute for a dark skin girl Tbh: you would be fine as fuck if you was light skin I reread the last two Tbhs over and over again, I didn't realize I was crying till I saw my tear drops hit my phone screen "cute for a dark skin girl" "you would be cute if you was light skin" those words replayed in my head as if it was a catchy song that I couldn't stop singing.

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MY BUTTERFLY ****************** CALEB’S POV ****************** My heart is heavy and burdened as I watch the woman who has come to mean everything to me wither away before my eyes. I see her pains and how she tries so hard to hide them with a smile. Sometimes I want to break down and cry but for her, I try to be strong. However when she is not watching I go to a private place and cry. They say strong men do not cry but for Angela’s sake I agree to be a weakling for her sake I agree that I am not man enough.

the lean body crook replied smirking. "Because of this" the person showed a video of there soon to be victim, "We'll use this to lower those retch and have them beg for mercy" the individual showed smirking evilly. "Is that......." the person trailed off lost for words. "Yes it is" they smiled closing the distance between them and then soon making out viciously while engaging in mournful activities. "Revenge is sweet and pay backs a bitch" •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•

Well, it's not like I started it. “Ahhh!! What is wrong with me today!” I shouted, jumping onto my bed and flopping down like a little kid having a tantrum. I knew the answer: it was the disgusting sight that fool had forced my beautiful eyes to see. Now I had to sit and eat in front of that man, how did he even do it with that girl, that's probably why she was crying. I guess it must have hurt, which felt truly sickening. The fact that he was the only one who could technically ask for a divorce was so annoying. Maybe I should ask him. Who knows, he might agree to it. —

She stepped forward and retorted, "It's just a little favor. Did you really have to make it sound so bad? So we made a mistake. Can't you forgive us this once? "Besides, you're home all day. It's not like you're busy, so what's the harm in helping out?"