Cry Or Better Yet Beg Novels & Stories

Mу vоісе cracked as I descended іntо one gіаnt ѕоb, mу vоісе nо lоngеr rесоgnіѕаblе as all the pain саmе flooding оut. “I’m sorry, god, Iz, рlеаѕе don’t cry. I just . . . I wasn’t in a grеаt place. I rеgrеttеd іt thе moment I left, but I knеw іn my heart іt wаѕ the bеѕt thіng tо dо. I hаd tо gо tо ѕаvе you from mуѕеlf.”

AEGIS'S P.O.V "Ahhhhhvggvvgvg" "Please I'm begging you please it hurts." "It hurts plea..se.se.. Just let me die. Just..ju.ju.st let me d..iiii...e..Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." I don’t know whose voice it is anymore. It all got blurred together at the end. Maybe it’s mine. Maybe it’s one of the kids begging them to spare me, for mercy that won’t come.

*Hey I know I treated your niece like dirt but can you convince her to save my pack* The sentence was not enough to get their assistance but I had to try though. It w as crucial to my pack's future. I had to swallow my pride and beg.I stood up and walked to the window. But on second thought, I might not beg. I smiled to myself. Guess who had something else up his sleeves? 727 /5000

My pleas meant nothing to him. While we waited for the food to arrive, I continued begging, desperation dripping from every word I said.my survival depends on how much I begged and if my pleas mattered to him.“Adrian, please. Don’t do this to me. Despite rejecting your offer, I still signed it anyway so why are you so mad at me? Why can't you just let me go? You have the power to show mercy. I’ll do anything. Just… Please, set me free. My baby needs me.”

Her voice was tentative now, as if she wasn’t sure how her words would land. I felt a bitter laugh rise in my throat at her suggestion. Beg for mercy? Begging had never been in my nature, and it certainly wasn’t something I was willing to do now. The idea of groveling, of begging like a dog for scraps, was beneath me. Cain and Cage might think they had all the power, but I wouldn’t surrender to them so easily. I wasn’t going to beg for my freedom. If I had to die here, I would do it with whatever remained of my pride intact.

Tears streamed down her face, blurring her vision, as she poured out her plea. “Please,” she sobbed, her voice cracking with the raw desperation that clawed at her throat, “I beg you, give me the money. I need it, I need it now! Just this once... just this one time. After this, you can do whatever you want with me. Anything. Sleep with anyone... I don't care. Please, please, please!” Each word was a desperate prayer, a raw, exposed nerve laid bare before him, begging for mercy.

I plead. He could — I know he could. End my pathetic life in mere seconds, and I would be only a memory. I had done too much, sacrificed too much to have my life cut short by an axe. I don’t want to die. He suddenly starts laughing above me. It’s wicked and senile, the way it sounds. I don’t dare look up. My eyes water with tears pouring out of them, hot molten tears, while I plead for mercy. “YES! This is where you belong, on the filthy ground, begging for mercy at my feet!” He chuckles louder with his deep baritone echoing in his chest. "Beg for your pathetic life that I can end in an instant, and maybe...”

"I get this anxious feeling but it goes away for a minute, when I'm with you breathing.." "I know, I will fall inlove with and that's not what I wanna do.." "I hope you won't ever lie to me and if you do I know I won't be crybaby.." "Cry baby cry baby, I need to cry." "Cry baby cry baby, you need to cry." "And if you do, I know that will be alright."

My knees were scraped and bleeding beneath the expensive ivory coat. “Great, just great,” I muttered, limping toward the door. “You better not leave a scar.” I followed him into the silent mansion. Then tears started getting to my eyes. “No.. This is nothing compared to the past” I will not cry.

I didn’t know if I should be mad at him for pulling away just seconds before I could have my third orgasm for the day or just let him do what he wanted. “Beg me, baby.” The fucking bastard. He’s denying me my release because of this? “Adriano…. Fuck!” His thumb rubbed circles around my clit, throwing me over the edge again. “Say the words I want to hear, Alexandra. Beg. Me.” Right now I knew I wouldn’t be able to win this anymore. It was either I beg or I wasn't going to get my pleasure. “Please…” “You can do better than that, baby. Say it.”