Novel & Cerita Evil Woman Pegging

This much torture, abuse, humiliation, beating - she couldn’t take it anymore. She felt dirty, used, and she disgusted of herself. The door unlocked, she prepared to see Casper, but an old lady entered. The lady took a chair and sat beside her bed. Evangeline knew her. She was the same evil witch who abducted her. She disguised herself in the form of Natasha. Anger coursed through her, hatred burned her eyes. She glared at the old woman. "You know you can't escape this place. Right now it's your life. The sooner you will accept this fate, the better for you." The woman spoke.

“I need to go over a few things with you.” When the last person left and the door closed, Valeria locked it with a loud click. She walked over to Aurora with slow, confident steps. “Stand up,” she ordered. Aurora stood on shaky legs. Her thighs were shiny with her own juices. Valeria pushed her back onto the long meeting table and lifted her skirt up to her waist, fully exposing her dripping, swollen pussy. “Look at this messy little cunt,” Valeria growled. “You’ve been fingering yourself the whole meeting like a desperate slut. Did you enjoy it?”

“The truth is: this is a real marriage. It might have started as a transaction, but that’s not what it is now. Tell me I’m wrong.” He didn’t. “The truth is,” I continued, “that a woman you were previously involved with told you she’s pregnant and you’re handling it with integrity. That’s not a scandal. That’s a man being responsible.” I held his gaze. “Let me photograph this. Let me control what’s seen.” He exhaled, a small sound—the sound of someone accepting the correct solution even when it required exposure. “Alright,” he said. “Call Piper.” Piper arrived the next morning with a small recorder and the contained excitement of a journalist who knew exactly what she’d been handed. I had bri

"For who? For her? For the maybe-baby? Because you're certainly not doing the right thing for me. You haven't been doing the right thing for me since the day she showed up at our door." "That's not fair..." "None of this is fair. What's not fair is that I've been telling you the truth for months and you won't believe me. What's not fair is that she gets to lie and manipulate and destroy everything I've built and you defend her. What's not fair is that I finally snapped after months of being pushed and now I'm the villain." "You are the villain in this, Eve. You hit a pregnant woman. That makes you the villain regardless of what led up to it."

“Beg me to stop.” “I... I can’t,” I gasp, and tears spill down my cheeks. “He’ll die. But... it’s wrong. I’m a good girl. I go to church. I...” “Good girls don’t cream for demons, darling,” he snarls, and his thumb presses my clit harder as he rubs in tight circles. My hips jerk, and my pussy clenches around nothing. “You’re a very bad girl, Eve. Your sweet cunt’s weeping for my cock. Say it.”

"Ms. Ferguson, please leave if you keep trying to stir up trouble here. I just want to have a peaceful birthday." Dissatisfied, Penelope begged, "Grandma, that's not true. I just want you to know Ms. Sanders' ulterior motive." Ember gave her a cold look. She could easily figure out Penelope's scheme. Now that she was exposed, she was ridiculous enough to accuse Ember of having an ulterior motive. Eva had more experience than Penelope and witnessed many conflicts between women when she was young. Her petty trick was inferior. Penelope had ruined Eva's happy mood.

She said as she threw him on the ground. After killing the last rogue, I carried her father and made him lay on Derek's back. Evangeline looked at me. I gulped hard as I saw the devilish looks on her face. She pinned Levi with the ground and started peeling his skin off. His screams terrorized every single living being around but Evangeline seemed to enjoy it as if it was music for her. She then cut her ears, one after another. Then she cut his fingers one by one.

As expected, even when given another chance at life, Sia could only resort to her despicable tricks. When we shared a dorm in my previous life, she loved video calling Joel right inside the room. He was a playboy with plenty of fetishes, and to entertain him, she often took lewd photos of us after showers when we were barely dressed. She would mostly do that to me. The worst was when she deliberately video-called Joel as I was changing. She yanked my curtain open and pointed the camera at me. I slapped her phone to the ground and screamed at her, then stormed out of the dorm that very night.

She said, as if wanting to understand what I had as reasons, as if pretending that she did not know who Valerie was and who she was, her past and Valerie’s. “I have my reasons,” I said, nodding at the maid to walk out and leave us alone. “Reasons you’ll never understand. Valerie isn’t the type to lie, and deep down, you know that.” “Of course. Perfect Valerie. The one who walks on water. But I’m the villain in your story, aren’t I? The one who’s always wrong.” Eva snapped, looking at me. “Enough,” I snapped, my patience wearing thin. “Get out of here, Eva. Before I say something that you are going to end up getting hurt with.”

Then he rolled right over her and hopped up to his feet. Eva was stunned by Pelli’s attack. It left her out of breath and seeing stars. She normally would have simply leaned over, kicked her legs back, and put all of her weight and energy on him. The move would have forced him to let go in order to not fall on his face. But his speed was incredible! He moved faster than she could react. Barely faster than she could see. He had taken her down with absolute precision and lightning speed. She literally had no time to set up a defense.