Novel & Cerita Gwen Stacy Tied Up

“No, no, not now. You’ll cum only when I tell you to.” “Do you understand me?” She lifted a stern gaze to me. “Yes,” I bit out, groaning when her mouth covered my cock. Gwen sucked my cock like she was being paid a large sum to, worshipping every inch of my dick and lapping up the precum at the tip of it every time it dropped. Everytime I felt like I reached my climax, she would pause her movement and the cycle continued, torturous for me but satisfying for her. “Beg me Xavier, beg me for your release,” she hummed, leaning back with a wicked smile.

Did they think it would be easy for them to wipe me out? I stepped under the shower and hissed in pain when water penetrated the bandage. I remembered the slicing and stabbing of skin and that tattoo that belongs to the children of the ruin gang. I will fucking wipe out the entire gang and spare no one. I stayed under the shower for a few minutes before stepping out of the bathroom naked into the room. Only to meet Gwen who enters the room with the aid box. At first she didn't notice me and when she did, she screamed, dropping the box.

Well, except for the gaze of the man burning holes through my head, I was fine. "I'm Damon. You caught my attention since the beginning of the show but I did not want to disturb you so I waited till the end of the show to approach you." I breathed out as if he was nervous to talk to me. Looking at him now, he had great looks. He was pretty handsome and he was taller than I am. Very well. But not as tall as…. Stop that right now, it thought. "Oh….. I… I'm not very good at this. My name is Gwen. I'm a fashion enthusiast that luckily got an invite to come to a great show like this one." I said to him and he laughed. He had a nice smile.

Daniel Burton's eyes widened to the point of bursting, as he struggled free of Elisa White's shackles and pounced towards He Gwen Brich. In the end, he was still a step too late. Gwen Brich's body heavily fell down the end of the stairs. Bright red blood oozed from between her legs, quickly dyeing her skirt red.

“You did this.” “No,” Gwen said. “Rowan’s using me. He’s using my blood.” “What do you mean?” I asked. Gwen looked down, trembling. “He bound me to the veil. My pulse keeps it open. If I stop—” “It closes,” I finished. “Yes. But if it closes while I’m bound…” She didn’t need to say more. The energy would rip her apart. “Why come here?” Fiona demanded. “Because he’s coming,” Gwen said. “He sent his shadows first.”

Stacey shouted, she couldn't believe her grandma. "Grandma stop it with that, he has nothing to do with that!" Stacey yelled, walking down the stairs while glaring at her grandma, with rage in her eyes. Seeing how defeated Stacey looked, a menacing grin appeared on Gwendolyn's face. 'Look at that, this trick still works….the same trick I used to keep her as a virgin all these years despite being married,' Gwendolyn thought. "Stacey Roth, if you don't want your soon to be ex husband to die, you'll do exactly what I tell you to do, you'll marry Caine!" Gwendolyn ordered taking out her cellphone.

She was quite a feisty woman who never gave up without a fight. Gwen sat before me, tied up to the chair with a gag around her mouth. They hadn't hurt her in any way like I had instructed. That'd come a little later if she forced me to. She wasn't crying yet, but her eyes were filled with tears of agony, pain and suffering. She was trying to shield her pain and look like she wasn't scared, but her body language and eyes gave her away. I knew she had been fighting her own battles, but I was fighting my own as well.

Dante I stood in the cold basement cell of the pack house, staring down at Gwen. She was chained to an iron chair in the middle of the dark room, her wrists locked in silver shackles. Her hair was a mess, and her face was pale as a ghost as she looked up at me with terrified eyes. "Dante, please!" Gwen sobbed out, her voice echoing off the concrete walls. "Why am I chained up down here? You have to let me go!"

She ducked her head to hide her smile "Oh my God, how long was that on for? Did they hear everything?" "We'll talk about that later" This time it was TCs voice "For now, both of you need to get down here immediately" Gwen grabbed the monitor trying to turn it off. When she couldn't, she opened the back and took out the batteries "Oh God, I don't think I can face him ever again. Please kill me now" "Just sleep with him. That'll get all the awkwardness out of the way"

He held her hand that was on his chest, and dragged over his body, circling his hands around her waist. "George, you need to bathe, release me." When he didn't comply, she blurted "You stink, let me go." "If I stink, then you must have a fetish for stinky men." "Noo, that's so disgusting." "Then why haven't you stood up from my body since I released you." That's when she felt her waist wasn't bound again. She sighed and stood up, and threw the pillow at him. "What is it? You want to kill me because I found your secret."