Cry Or Better Yet Beg Novels & Stories

Her tears soaked into the dirt, but even that felt cleaner than her betrayal. "This isn't how to properly beg, love," I whispered, venom-laced sweetness dripping from his voice. "Didn't your dad teach you better? Fold your hands. Cry. Plead." I folded my hands in front of her sobbing whispering... "Please... just, save her..." Her fingers trembled as she clasped her hands together like a helpless beggar. "I-I'm sorry, Raghav... please forgive me... I didn't mean to hurt you like that... I-I just... I was just scared..."

"Of course, I'm on your side. I'll always remember everything you've done for me. I'm honestly just worried about you. "The online noise is badly affecting the company. Maybe… you could compromise a little? You know, offer a small allowance first to calm the others down? Sometimes, it's better to go with the flow rather than fight it. Don't you think so?" Layla wasn't here to support me. She was their messenger, testing my limit and using my kindness to persuade me into surrendering to their greed. Just then, Claire burst through the door, her face ashen. "Ms. Cooper, bad news! Keira's post just got shared by several influencers with millions of followers! It's already in the top ten trendin

“Gods, you smell like regret and need. My favorite combination.” A whimper escaped me—small, broken. His eyes flicked up. Dark. Glittering. “Say it.” “Say… what?” “Say you want your good boy to taste how sorry you are.” Tongue darted out—slow stripe over lace, not enough pressure, just enough torment. “Say please, mummy. Beg like I begged that night.” Heat roared through me. I grabbed his hair—hard—tugged. “Please.” “Louder.”

I did not care, just continued yelling at him to tell me what he means. Nothing was working, none of my yells seemed to come close to touching his soulless core. Unfortunately, I had to do the one thing that inwould have rather not done, I had to beg this horrible soulless monster to take pity on me and save me from dying. “Okay, I'm sorry, please help me,” I said while hating the words as they left my mouth. I should not be begging him, he should be the one begging for his life as I plunge a sword through his guts.

They remained frozen in place, their heads hanging as they looked at us pitifully. "Mandy, please, just give me one more chance." Lucas' face was twisted with sorrow. "I've truly realized my mistakes. Just give me a chance to make things right. Please—"

he asked. “Yes…” I moaned, and he increased the vibration on the toy he was using on me. “Then you better beg me. Beg me to fuck you. Beg me to make you cum. Beg me to make you squirt. Beg me to treat you like my sex toy for the night. I will make you feel better than I have ever made you feel before.” “Please…” I begged. “You’re not loud enough. Beg me again. This time, I want you to cry out my name as you beg me.”

Donatello did not respond. Emboldened by her nephew’s silence, Carmen continued, “A donation would suffice. But then, upbringing matters. Ah, some people…tsk tsk…” She sipped her wine slowly and kept eating. Maria took a deep breath and continued quietly, steadying herself before she went on. Her voice was strong but sure as she carried on, “The women don't need a grand donation and a photograph in the newspaper. They need help every week.”

he finally responded and i nodded with approval "Good! Now I want you to beg for it like you actually want it" I said. His eyes flickered for a moment, it was as though he was refusing but I knew he wouldn't dare to, not with that desperate look on his face "Leah, can you.... "BEG FOR IT, GREY" I ordered

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?"

I said in a pleading tone He smirked and ran his hands across his hair. “So you can beg me now,” He said and smirked again then stared away. “Sir, please, I said I’m deeply sorry, just accept my apology, it will never happen again,” I said pleading “Well, alright, have heard you, (paused) so anything else because I’ve got things to do,” He said I lowered my gaze. How do you beg him for money now?? I don’t really have the boldness to do that.