Forced Fem Novels & Stories

She was annoyed and wanted to struggle, Sharmaine's place was so small, she couldn't hold three fingers. “Are you in pain? I hurt more than you." Augustus looked at Sharmaine coldly, three fingers frantically going in and out of Sharmaine's body causing her pain. Sharmaine bit her lip, trying not to moan. Augustus bit Sharmaine's chest, he wanted to torment Sharmaine, he wanted her to suffer for him. Augustus pulled out three fingers, he forced her to accept his masculine side. Strong and fast movements, he used vampire power in this lovemaking.

Then positioning himself well, he entered her slowly, not going fully, pulling back a bit before slamming inside, hitting her directly in her G-spot. "Aah!" She cried out in pleasure, Alex went full pistol, slamming into her at an amazing speed, Amanda's breast jiggled at this. "Yes!" She cried under her breathe, tears rolling down her eyes. Amanda knew she couldn't last long, but whenever she was close, Alex would pull back. "You're evil," she cried as he entered her again, slamming into her. "Christ!" Nothing else mattered at that moment, it was just the two of them, in that moment, on that journey. Amanda wrapped her legs round him, bringing him even more closer to her, she wasn't plannin

"Just being the common fuckboy, babe." "Good morning, students! Are we ready to read some papers?" There was a loud, collective sound of groans, making the teacher laugh. He chose two people to go first, giving everyone else hope that they wouldn't have to read today. As the one person started to read aloud the biography of their partner, Connor chose to continue his fuckboy act. He placed his hand on my thigh, which resulted in me pushing his arm away. Then he went on to scoot his chair closer to mine, and I figured if I did something about this, I'd get in trouble.

Sometimes, it takes time to understand the plan of God but if we try to come out of problems, we would never fail. Laterally, Aaron told me that he was hidden by Moore behind the glass door and he had promised Moore that if we choose Aiden among them, Aaron would stay with Moore forever. But Aaron's trust won, he was sure that we love him more and I chose him. Moore has broken up the mental strength of my Aaron. He blackmailed this poor child and made him inspire to compare himself with our newborn, Aiden.

Someone had to stop it, or they wouldn't be able to stop. Because of that, she took the initiative. Her hands moved from Aaron's neck to his shoulders and gently pushed her away. The first attempt failed. Again, she tried to move his big body in front of her out. This time with all her might until their link broke, though she couldn't separate his embrace on her body. Her breath hitched to hold back the passion that swept over her.

He smacks the whip down on my back 1... 2... 3... excrutiating times. I take a big gulp of fresh air trying to get out of my memories. " Sit down and take it bitch! " he says unbuckling his pants. Why can't I get out? I can't breathe. He forces himself inside my throat. I couldn't breathe. I grab my throat desperately trying to breathe. Tears running down my face. He grabs my head and pulses it down on him.

Damien hesitated before shaking his head, denying it. "Then teach her a lesson." The King said handing him the whip. "Don't let me do this, father, please. I beg you." Damien begged. "Do it or I will kill her with my bare hands." The King said. Damien's eyes widened in fear and shock. Het took a deep breath. "F-fine." He took the whip from his father walking over to where they had tied Tierra. Her arms were tied above her on a strong tree branch, her face had tears running down it. She kicked her legs, trying to get free.

He repeated the motions, ending the process by patting the floor each time. Soon, he got the hang of it as he continued to increase the force in his hand. He continued increasing the force even after his palm turned red. Finally, he felt something different as his hand hit the floor harder than before—harder than he had intended. Anom felt as if he had come into contact with some sort of restriction, something that limited the strength his muscles could use. It was done in order to prevent harm to his body. So these are my limits. Interesting. Anom thought and muttered with his eyes closed, "Then let's break them!"

He was shocked at the strength of her strikes. Father had made her carry pigs up hill for three months to work on her strength and he had made her do over fifty pull ups and was never satisfied if she gave up. They parried for a while and it looked like she was never going to be able to land a blow on him. She saw an opening on one side as he struck but didn't go for it as he had expected and as he moved to block the strike she had feigned she cut him on the exposed part of his arm between his vambrace and gard brace. He looked down at her with shock and for a brief moment she saw a shadow of a smile on her Father's face.

She smiled to herself as she realized that the same control Christian had over her was the same control she had over him. She then slowly started to bob her head up and down trying to get as much of him as she could but he was too big and she had to make up for the rest of him with her hands. “Fuck, Pearson,” Christian cursed and he grabbed her hair when she increased her pace. Her being on all fours and taking him in her mouth was an image that was now engraved in his mind.