Hard Hitting Questions Novels & Stories

Will it be enough to take back what he did? "I" punch, "Asked" punch "You" punch "A question" punch. "Did you touch my wife?" I ask raining blows on him. One after another. I want to do more, make him really hurt but I also need to get rid of this anger I feel inside. Who the fuck is he to touch my tesorina? How dare he hit her with his filthy, unworthy hands? "How fucking dare you?" I roar, my body moving instinctively but it's not enough. I need more blood. Surely he has more than this. I want more. More. More. I don't know how long I go at him. When I'm in this zone, time seems to stop. It could be a minute or it could be an hour. It doesn't matter. All I'm focused on is destroying him.

I didn’t have time to be nice or play around. “Where is she?” I asked. “I’m not going to sit here all day with you and fight about it. If you don’t answer me, I’m going to start taking drastic measures.” “Hedy, I—” “You killed her!” I screamed, thumping on the chest. He felt more solid. He didn’t wheeze or cave though I hit him hard enough. Were all vampires this hearty? A bit of fear went through me at the thought. It would make fighting them much harder if they could take enhanced punches with ease.

Hardy looked a bit unstable, and you could tell the alcohol was still beating his ass, but he still managed to take off his belt and then his pants. Stupidly, I didn’t even know why I asked. “You’re not going to fuck me now, are you?” I ask. My heart is beating faster than a drum. I mean? Would he? “We’re both naked. What’s left. You’re my favorite tool right now. No questions should be asked” -

Everything! "Tell me, do you want to have sex that bad?" His voice thundered causing shivers through my spine, he was asking me a dumb question. I remained quiet with no intention of answering the question but he slammed his belt on the table, the sound could already remind me of what it was going to feel like on my skin and that was an experience I didn't want to feel again. "No!" I yelled not wanting him to hit me in any way. "No? You're lying to me. Tell me the truth Scarlett!" He demanded as he took a few steps toward me. My body felt glued to the floor, I couldn't move even if my body wanted me to do badly.

“I think your ass wants more, something bigger, maybe?” “Yes! Please!” I moan as they slip three lubed up fingers in again. They step back a moment and I whimper, which causes them to land a smack to my ass. A moment or two later they grab my ass with both hands and I feel their hardened length sliding between my cheeks as they line up and thrust into me. I moan loudly and they smack my ass while thrusting deeper. “Do you like that? Do you want me to fuck you hard ?” Their voice sounding deeper, more gravelly and more commanding then typical of them, yet so fucking seductive.

The same without strength, still had the courage to spit on me. ''You made your choice.''I lash it so hard in the ribs, I hear something crack. ''AHHHHHH!!!!!!! I keep hitting him without any pity, I hit, I hit, I hit, I hit, the blood spurts through my body. I hit even harder and I realize that from hitting so hard, he had died

I responded with a growl, walking towards her in quick strides, “I told you to mind your business and stop asking me stupid questions.” I yelled at her, hitting her hard across the face, sending her flying the other way. “You do realize that I haven’t cum yet, right?” I asked her with a smirk. I was on top of her in the next second, groping her boobs, kissing her roughly as I penetrated her, fucking her so hard, making her scream in pain and not in pleasure. “How I love seeing her in pain!!!”

he questioned "Calm down......and listen to me" She kept hitting his hand He released her when he noticed she was almost out of breath. "It's still the same place but people were much more today since it's a weekend" she explained "That's such a lame one. Do you think I'm a fool, Huhn??" He said and hit her across the face The slap was so hard that her lip burst. She tasted her blood and she got furious "How dare you hit me?? How dare you raise your hand to hit me?? Why would I lie?? Tell me why?? Have I ever lied to you??" She cried as she shouted

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Johan replies, and my brows crease. "The fat, problematic teacher whose tattooed brows are now green and so close to her hairline. "She adds, and I instantly remember who she's talking about. "Oh. Yeah. What about her? "I question. "Mason made fun of her disfigured ass in front of her. "Johan replies in a whisper. Trying to avoid nosy ears, and my eyes widen in alarm. "What? "I question. "Yes. She wanted to hit him, but no normal teacher in this school has the guts to do so.