Faustian Stories Novels & Stories

His other hand reached around and slapped her ass once, sharp, then rubbed the sting away. “Harder,” he ordered. She bounced faster. The wet sound of her taking him filled the room. Roman’s grip tightened. He thrust up to meet her every time she dropped down until she came again, shaking, forehead dropping to his shoulder. He held her there and fucked up into her through the aftershocks, then lifted her off him. “On your hands and knees. Face the window.” Lila moved into position. The open blinds made the situation impossible to hide. Roman knelt behind her, spread her cheeks with both hands, and spat on her asshole. His tongue followed, slow and thorough, licking her there while two fingers

Faustino looked at the outstretched hands towards him with contempt and he swung his fist forward catching Sean off-guard. Sean stumbled on his feet with a startled expression as he held his now bleeding nose. "What did you do that for?" He asked angrily. Faustino chuckled softly. "Does it hurt?" Sean looked at the man like he had grown a second head while the rest of the group gasped surprised. "It doesn't hurt so much as how it hurts to know that you lying cheat bastard got my daughter pregnant with two fucking grown-up kids and never took her to a fucking altar till she died!" Faustino roared angrily.

Imogen asked in his low-pitched deadly tone. "Perché maestro? ( Why master? )," Fausto questioned quivering in fright. " Solo per vedere quanto lontano può arrivare la tua festa anche dopo il mio licenziamento. Ucciderò tutti quelli che insieme a te hanno osato continuare la tratta di esseri umani in Italia anche dopo il mio diniego ( Just to see, how far your party can go even after my dismissal. I will kill all those along with you, who dared to continue human trafficking in Italy even after my denial )," Imogen let out a low chuckle making Fausto froze in his place. he cursed the day he decided to arrange the auction again in his truancy.

From the corner of my eye, I saw the parents gathered to our right, anxiously awaiting the call. "Stop looking, you won't see Mum. Let's listen to them as they announce the names, okay?" Grog smiled as he turned my attention from the parents to the werewolf, who was now standing in front of the fairies. Each of the fairies, with their odd blue hair and golden eyes, seemed like they were almost floating from nerves, as he picked two folded papers from the box in front of them. "Lizarin et Ven,et Vondalamin et Len." A gasp from the crowd was heard before two fairies strode out from the crowd.

“You know that I’m the only unicorn, right? A true one of a kind. You’re a disgusting, pitiful peasant who isn’t even good enough to be doing what you’re doing right now. The only reason I’m letting you sniff and worship my feet is because I am a loving, righteous, and forgiving Goddess.” My cock pressed against the steel cage, unable to fully inflate with blood but struggling to do so. The pain grew worse with each passing second, and the more I admired and debased myself for her feet, the more I became turned on and didn’t want it to stop. I’d never had the opportunity to be intimate with a woman as beautiful or perfect as her, and it was all that I wanted. Even if I had to humiliate mysel

“Price is already set, princess. You, your hole. Every time I want it. Starting with total obedience.” I glared at him, fists clenched at my sides, but my thighs kept rubbing together on their own like my pussy had a mind of its own. “You’re a sick bastard, you know that? My sisters would destroy you if they knew what you’re trying to pull right here.” Marcus stepped closer until I could smell that leather-and-smoke scent again. He looked down at my chest, watching the way my tits rose and fell fast under the tight dress. “They won’t know shit unless you fuck this up. Now say it. Tell me you’re going to be my cumslut for the rest of the year. Say the words, Sophia.”

Father Elias groaned loudly, buried as deeply as possible, and came with a guttural sound. Thick and hot ropes of cum flooded my insides, pulse after pulse, filling my insides until I started leaking around him. He held me there, still buried there, both of us breathing heavily. “No more guilt,” he whispered. “This is what we were made for. A man and a woman. Cock and Cunt.” I smiled still trembling, feeling his cum slowly dripping down my thighs. “Next week?” I whispered. Father Elias kissed my throat and lips, slow and possessive.

“I knew that you were a greedy person but I didn’t know that you could take anyone’s life for your own concern! I will not let you live until I see you in the prison” “I didn’t kill him! it was just an accident” Keith started hesitating. “Stop lying you greedy man! You’re a thief and a murderer! All you love is money!” Henry accused. Keith slammed the door and went back in. “You didn’t go to work today? Asked his little daughter Victoria. “No.” “Why and who was on the door?” Martina came and sat beside Keith.

He said to me "Did you know that if you self harm, there's no chance you will go to heaven. A dead man chant serve the creator Aydan you should know that. If you kill a man, you can always turn your life around and there's a possibility you will go to heaven. So take your pick." I said to him "How does religion falls under what we were just talking about?" He asked confused

To pull her to the floor and have my way with her, pound into her while those gorgeous, endless legs were wrapped high around my waist, as she whispered soft, feminine sounds of pleasure in my ear. I was so hard it hurt. But I didn’t have any protection with me and not by accident. I wasn’t taking any chances with this mercenary woman I had married. My own parents had given me an early crash course in the essence of human nature. Greed and self-satisfaction were at the core of every human being. Even the most honest and good could be corrupted for the right amount. With enough incentive a father could throw his family out onto the streets to fend for themselves. A mother could leave her chil