Novel & Cerita Erotic Castration Story

“Only you do.” He spanked again, then dipped two fingers inside me. “So tight. Still mine.” He withdrew. “Lie back.” He untied my wrists, flipped me onto my back, and secured one to the headboard. My legs were spread, helpless. “You don’t get my cock,” he said. “You don’t deserve it.” I sobbed, aching. “Touch yourself,” he said. “Let me see how desperate you are.” I froze. “Do it, Camille.”

‘Did I really let that THING enter me in the past? I must be a superhero. “Don’t worry,” Eric reassured. “You ate my d*ck quite fine before. You’d survive.” Is that a way to comfort me? Either way, I don’t want to stop in the middle. So, I nodded my head and said, “D-Do it.” Eric frowned and cursed undertone. He brushed his hair upwards and whispered, “Damn. You’re an aphrodisiac to me. Sh*t.” Eric rubbed his glans, touching my entrance. Then he began to push the tip of his glans carefully.

he murmured, and in one swift motion, he grabbed her blouse and tore it open, the fabric ripping as it fell from her shoulders. With Natalia’s bare nipples now pointing at him, she neither moved nor flinched. She simply stood rooted, her eyes locked on his face, as her smirk grew. Eros bent his head as if to claim her pointing nipples, his lips brushing dangerously close to her skin. But then, he stopped short and lifted his gaze back to hers, his expression turning into ice. “I don’t want you yet. Get out, bitch.” The words hit like a slap as he stripped off his trousers and strode into the bathroom without a backward glance.

With his relentless stamina, he claimed me senseless every single time, wringing orgasm after orgasm from my willing body. After Eric had satisfied me, I noticed a real difference. I could wear a skirt without feeling awkward, travel on crowded subways without being triggered, and even attend swimming lessons I had previously avoided. It was all due to Eric's method. It worked, and only through this could my cravings be satisfied and my symptoms stay at bay. However, Eric had some unusual fetishes. He enjoyed involving others in our play. He would bring in his friends and classmates. They were all refined adults whom I would typically be attracted to, but I truly loved only Eric.

Surrendering my will, that's the price I have to pay. The cold cream would be rubbed onto my skin at least twice a day, and that always stirred up many strange emotions in me. He touched me while rubbing the cream. Although he tried to make it normal, it was still very special to me, full of calculation. Eric would start at my ankles, and often make me bite my lip out of pure pleasure. No one had ever massaged me, and I didn't know my ankles needed so much attention. When he touches me, he makes everything better, to the point where I don't care if it's bad. I lay completely motionless, doing my best not to show any sign that his act of caring made me intoxicated. Then he would wrap around m

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

He never told us the story, but all we know is he was discharged. I walked over to Eric’s cage, who was sitting in the corner, smiling at me. “She was your girl?” he asked. I nodded. “Wish I’d have known. I would have fucked her one last time before I put a bullet in her skull.” He laughed. “I remember Tilly, the pretty little blonde with the gaping asshole after I fucked her in it.” He cupped his dick, and I saw it was half hard. Sick fucker. “Mmm… she was good. Did I tell you about the time that I wanted to see how much I could fit up her ass? She took a lot more than the others. I managed to fit a bottle of beer in her ass as well as my cock, oh, and my fingers. Fuck, yes, she loved to be

Roth noticing he had placed his hand on Tristan's Thigh for long quickly removed it, " There will be a new development from today henceforth, I will adding a new spice to the segment" "What will that be?" Tristan asked, feeling the coldness, the moment Roth took his hand off his Thigh, he never knew his booth was this cold, Roth's touch had quickened his senses, raised his temperature higher than usual, not to talk about the twitching he was feeling in his pant. "I will be reading some intense erotic stories for those of my listeners who had always dreamt about me bringing them to orgasms, I will help them experience it" Roth said, giving Tristan's his breathtaking smile, as he walked out of

He looked serious. He handed me the paper. I read it. The drug was listed clearly. A slow-acting substance. Known to cause sexual dysfunction over time — loss of libido, inability to get or maintain an erection. Exactly what had been happening to me years ago. I remembered the period when Lila was around and days before she came. I hadn’t been given the tea then. I hadn’t been around before she came, so I didn’t take the tea either way. That was why I suddenly got hard again. Why I could fuck her like I used to. Why my body woke up after years of being dead.

I closed my lips over one of those beautiful nipples, as she rode, "Gonna fuck the cum out of you...out of your big dick! I want it...want it inside!" "You sure?" "I'm on the pill...flood me...wanna feel it...all hot inside...inside me! Give me a creampie!" I looked off to the right at Eric, watching us fuck and stroking on his big dick. His erection was amazing to watch. Almost purple in its swollen state, it was nothing shy of beautiful, emerging from his pubes and that lean, muscular body. He came over to kiss, both of us...when our lips came together, we went back and forth, the three of us, probing and sliding our tongues together.