Forced Fem 소설 & 이야기

I threw my head back and closed my eyes as two of my fingers worked their way into my pussy. "fuck, I love this feeling~~" I slid down the door, and spread my legs wide to give enough access to my fingers. I started to move my fingers around slowly and a mourn escaped my throat. "Fuck Aiden~~" My fingers began to pump in and out of my clit. "Ahhh~~~" The heat was intense and my body couldn’t handle this much. My body began to tremble but my fingers weren't ready to stop. Another finger slipped into my pussy. My fingers started to pump faster in and out of my clit.

“What are you doing?! Let her go! She’s your sister!” Jasper showed no intention of letting me go. “And did she think of me as her brother when she forced Mary to get an abortion?! “Coddling her like this is going to get her killed one day!” He kept dragging me forward, leaving a trail of blood from my scalp. “Go on in, she’s in there. You’d better get on your knees and beg for her forgiveness.” I cautiously pushed the door open. Before I could even see her, a mug suddenly flew out and struck my head.

Victor and Marcus took turns whipping her sides lightly, adding to the symphony of hurt. Hours blurred. They rotated positions relentlessly—triple penetration at one point, with Kane in her mouth, Theo in her ass, Victor in her pussy. Jax and Marcus tormented her with clamps on her labia, vibrating toys pressed to the sensitive spots until she came again, screaming around Kane. The orgasms were torturous now, forced from her exhausted body, each one leaving her weaker.

He felt соnfirmed. This was the female he had been withоut fоr sо lоng. Her hands сlawed intо the sheet and he said that she was pushing tоwards him sо that he соuld hit harder and deeper. He felt a wave build up higher and higher in him until it finally brоke in a tremendоus сlimax. Grоwling lоudly, he reared up and pumped thrust by thrust оf his hоt semen intо her stоmaсh.

He soon smashed into the ground, his body shaking and convulsing uncontrollably. Cold sweat bathed his entire injured body. A wretched expression colored his pale face. He was crippled! Just like that! “Aaaaagh!” “What’s going on here?” “What the hell is going on here?” “Did he just cripple Senior Foster with one finger?!” “Did Senior Foster underestimate his opponent?!” The women were all filled with utter disbelief. Senior Foster was a King of Arms at his peak! How could he not even block a single move? Ken’s expression changed slightly at this. He thought of another possibility.

He arched her back and slammed into her with such a brutal thrust that resounded through the room. He avoided having sex with humans. Their fragile bodies could barely handle the strength he possessed, but he could not hold himself back from the constant thrusts as he pounded into her. He reached around her hips and positioned his hand on her lower abdomen, so he could control her movement. He fucked her as gently as he could under the circumstances, and when he came, he gripped the table so hard that it shattered as he buried his cock deep inside her and the orgasm racked his body convulsively.

'Please fuck me,' I beg. He tears my arms from beneath me and pin them behind my back. My face falls onto the pillow and I am forced to use my core strength to keep myself in position. Completely under his control, I am immobilised, unable to thrust back against him as he slowly, luxuriantly slide his cock into my cunt, stretching me wide.

He run his finger in the hair and took a deep breath and said :" Anaya , this was all rubbish .I mean It doesn't mean anything .That time I was angry with dad for forcing me in this marriage and I just want to cancel this marriage .Please forgive me " Anaya wipe her tears and said :" you know it was not only you , who was forced still the thought to live you come in my mind .I wanted to work in this marriage .Not like you , am I toy whom you see and check if you like or not , if okay then stay with me and not then you will threw me out of your life ".

His hands were touching my neck now. " No way, I could not find another one there so I wore it." I tried pushing him away but he was stronger than me. " Leave me. " I tried to get out of his grip again. My soft body was pressed against his hard one. I stomped on his foot and he winced slightly and loosened his grip and I slipped out. " Accept it, that you want me. " He smirked. " I don't... It is you who keeps touching me. In future stay away from me. "

Understands it. “Yes, sir.” The line cuts. Good. Now— I focus. The restraints are reinforced at three points: wrist, elbow, and back brace. Overbuilt. Which means they expect brute force. So I don’t give it to them. I shift my weight slightly, aligning my wrist with the weakest angle in the lock mechanism. Pressure builds. Slow. Controlled. The metal resists. Of course it does. But resistance— isn’t permanence. Crack.