Femboy Forced Novels & Stories

– Bioly pointed at Phoebe and told her friends. The six girls aggressively rushed to beat and strip, splash dirty water on them and slam each other hard on Phoebe. Because of so many people, Phoebe was beaten by them until the corners of her mouth were bleeding and her whole body was bruised, she no longer had the strength to resist. Phoebe Robert couldn't resist them, the girls kept pouring water over her, Phoebe couldn't even stand because they nearly broke her leg. The moment Phoebe thought she was going to deserve to die, she heard a loud noise, followed by a loud yell from a man.

I was dying to shout out the truth. “Fucking Asshole, she is not settled. She was held captive under a roof with a sadist for more than a year.” But I didn’t, rather I chose to look forward to gaining more information. Jason kept on talking as I moved from there to look around. A group of boys and girls were doing something and looking at them I felt immense pain on my lower back. After all the female was moving her hip and back in such a way I wonder if she had her spine made of rubber or something. A small crowd was hovering over them and some were clapping. Once there, one girl from the small gathering whistled and shouted.

Well sexual or nonsexual at the end of the day I was still kidnapped and strapped here against my will. My face paled as I thought about it more. Me acting like a toddler. My face morphed from an angry glare into a disgusting expression. I had to stop this at all costs. "Well, that doesn't make it any better and do not think I'm ignorant. I know what it means and I also know that with that kind of relationships consent is very important and right now nothing of that is happening here between us. I will not partake in your sick fantasy. I don't like it so get me out of here!" I was angry, no furious. First, they kidnap me, then they restrain me and to top it all they will force a kind of life

she irked her brow smiling flirtatiously now. Kane forced himself to look away, "you are looking for someone you can call a booty call later?" "Hey! Come on man, I don't call girls booty call, I mean I don't have someone special. I prefer to call it, a trip to the heaven" she winked.

“She’s been taken.” The words didn’t make sense at first. They felt distant, like something happening to someone else. “What?” Levi demanded, his voice sharp enough to cut. “Livia,” the man said. “She’s got her.” My stomach twisted, panic surging through me like a tidal wave. “What do you mean she’s got me? I’m right here.” “She’s playing her hand,” Levi said, his tone cold and detached, but his eyes betrayed him. “She’s forcing mine.”

Scott said. "Because you will make it known to them, won't you?" Tyler asked. "Of course" Scott replied as if it was a normal thing. "Ahhh... fuck..." one of the jocks started fucking one of the pretty girls whilst her boyfriend's picture was in front of both of them, the male jock asked the girl to watch her boyfriend's photo while he fucks her senseless, and the girl had no option than to comply besides 'Whatever happens here stays here', her hips was hitting the male's hard thigh hard, his dick thrusting in and out of her non-stop whilst she watches her boyfriend face.

“Do you know how much suffering you have put me through tomboy?” “Stop calling me that.” I whisper. “That’s not going to stop. You are my tomboy and there is nothing else I want apart from kissing you hard.” He says pushing me towards the bed.

Though the girl on the video was crying and screaming, her screams were muffled due to the cloth. There stood more than four boys surrounding her. One kneading and sucking her breasts painfully, whereas another made sure to keep her in position by holding the nape of her neck down. The other two guys completely restrained her movement below the hip. One held her arse cheeks wide open and was continuously slapping on both the arse cheeks whereas the other drove his manhood in her tight hole relentlessly. With each thrust the muffled screams of the girl increased and the blood flowed from her vagina more and more.

Honestly, I would have a better shot at bringing Ricardo to the basement alive than Attiwood. "What happens to Alex Fimabr?" I asked. Dante glanced at me. "He's gone." He said. "Gone where? You killed him already?" I asked. "No. He handed him over to the Only Girls Motorcycle club on a silver platter." Elijah replied, sounding annoyed. I was surprised. "Why did you do that?" I asked. Dante shurgged his shoulder before he pushed himself to his feet. "I wanted to keep the peace, and all they wanted was to have Alex Fimbar. So I gave her what she wanted." He replied.

I stood up, but I staggered backward; luckily, Gian grabbed my hand, stopping my fall. "I want to do something to you, baby. " "Baby!! He chuckled. "Now I'm positive that you are drunk. What is it, baby? " He asked as he watched me, chuckling. "I saw a girl on television do this to her boyfriend. Play music, baby." " Faster. " I urged him when he just looked at me. He took out his phone, and sensual music played. I giggled when he cussed when I started moving my body, then moved in front of him, standing between his legs.