Novel & Cerita Dada Terasa Sakit Bagian Tengah

He sped off like he’s a wind with a clear pathway, but instead flying in the air, we flew on the dense forest, away from where we were. My head gets dizzy as he gently placed me on the ground. My face grimaced at the pain I am enduring. His breathe struck in my nostrils as he spoke. “Are you okay? Did you get hurt?” He examined my body as I’m arching my waist. He pressed it and I whimpered at the contact of his fingers on my skin. I should feel pain, but why I feel hot in his touches? “You hurt your waist from the fall. It’s purple green already. You need to get treated. Can you walk?” he asked.

STRONGER Daina runs away while I sit in open contemplation. My chest and cheeks hurt like fudge sticks, my shoulders are sore, but my head felt as if I'd hit it against the column, knocking myself out for half my lifetime. My body was heavy as lead, even though I was only seated upright. "I wouldn't advise moving as yet, Luna. You took quite a nasty beating and the medicine still needs time to circulate."

The tears streaming down my face as I retched, my body trembling with the effort. Daciana was worried as she asked me if I was OK. I wiped my mouth and said yes, although I felt a bit better. I drank some water, my throat still burning from the acidic taste. I slowly walked back to the room, feeling embarrassed and weak. Daciana had followed me and she asked me if I was OK. I told her that I was fine, just a bit of indigestion. She looked at me with concern in her eyes and I knew she didn't believe me, but I didn't want her to worry about me.

I remembered Jeremy and thought he would be happy to see that I was being cared for. He led me to the sofa and laid me down on it. Everyone was watching me, and I wanted privacy. "What do you feel, Dana?" Demian touched my belly tenderly as if I might break. "I'm tired and dizzy. My belly and body hurt, Demian," I complained. I had to admit it because the pain didn't stop, and I was starting to feel scared.

Another one hits eight minutes later. This one is deeper. Longer. It starts with a dull ache that explodes into a vise-like grip around my middle. My whole body tenses. The pain is sharp, burning, radiating down my thighs and into my hips. My belly feels like it’s being crushed from the inside. I can’t sit still, I rock forward, grip the seat in front of me, breathe through clenched teeth. Alexander counts again. Faster this time. In… two… three… four… Out… two… three… four…

I sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes and my temples as I tried to shake off the dizziness. I stood up slowly and carefully, the room was still spinning a little around me. I had no idea where Richard had gone to. I hadn’t heard him leave as I was fast asleep on the couch. As I walked towards the door, a sharp pain suddenly shot through my lower abdomen. I froze, gasping a little from the sudden discomfort. I placed my hand on my stomach instinctively, and the pain seemed to linger on for a second before it faded away just as quickly as it had come. What the hell was that?

Sinaksak niya ako sa parte ng aking tagiliran, nais ko mang sumigaw dahil sa sakit ay nagawa ko nalang ay mag ngitngit ng ngipin dahil sa sakit. ""Masarap ba?"" Tumango nalang ako. Tila nag iba ang ekspresyon niya. Dalawang saksak pa ang binigay niya sakin isang himala nalang kung bakit buhay pa 'ko ngayon.

My fingers tapped against the edge of the table, my mind restless, unsatisfied. I was still seething when a strange discomfort rippled through my stomach. At first, it was a dull ache, hardly worth my attention. I ignored it, my nails scraping against the wood as I took another breath. But then— A sharper pain shot through my lower abdomen, like claws tearing into me from the inside. I sucked in a sharp breath, my spine going rigid. What in the name of— A bead of sweat trickled down my temple. The pain came again, twisting, burning—worse than before.

DIANA. N/B: PLEASE SKIP IF YOU FEEL TOO UNCOMFORTABLE TO READ. It has been five days of pure torture, five days of constant rape and punishment. My whole body feels sore, my pussy is sore and my asshole is sore. I was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling blankly.

52 MARCUS The pain throbbed in my side, a constant reminder of my last encounter with Janet. I watched the small festering wound on the upper side of my abdomen, grimacing as I touched it gingerly. It was an ugly sight, red and inflamed, the skin around it looking almost dead. A sharp twinge of pain shot through me as I pressed too hard, and I pulled my hand away. Compared to the agony I felt back in the other realm, this was nothing. But I knew I was on borrowed time.