Harry Potter Fanfiction Molly Slaps Harry Mga Nobela at Kwento

"She says it's time for some special treatment." "No," Alora's voice shakes slightly. "No, please… please it's enough… please" The sound of a slap cuts her short and there is a shrill cry of pain in the air Harry jerks. "Stop!" he shouts. I place a finger against my lips. “Shhh… you are ruining the fun, Harry. Also, have you forgotten that they can't hear you? Harry, only you can hear them, dumbass!”

"Well, I guess you should have thought about that first, now shouldn't you have? What you choose to do in your dorm room is your choice, but under our roof, we will not tolerate such, such, sluttish behavior, do you understand?!" Molly's face completely fell, and I could tell the tears filling her eyes were entirely real and not at all faked. Pushing her chair back, she jumped to her feet--her tits giving a delicious bounce--and rushed from the room. Her footsteps slowly faded away as she climbed the stairs before a loud slam indicated she'd reached her room.

Fiona won't hold it against you. I let out a cold laugh. "Not a chance. The only way I'm apologizing to her is over her dead body." Sally's eyes went wide, then he slapped me across the face.

I won't do it again. Susan grabbed Molly's legs and pulled her towards the foot of the bed until her hard little butt was at the edge, "Well, in order to punish you, you will have to do it again. You fucked daddy behind my back, and you sucked on Mommy's pussy behind daddy's back. Now you're going to do so we can watch." Molly hooked her hands behind her knees and pulled back, opening her shaved sex, "Well, it is only fair. I have been bad."

" Before his words even finished, I hurled the wine glass straight at his forehead, shattering it against him. I then turned and slapped Nevaeh across the face without hesitation. No one had anticipated me lashing out so suddenly. The entire room froze in stunned silence. "Magnolia, are you insane?" someone shouted. "The Saccone family took care of you for so many years, and now you dare to hit your own father?" At that moment, a cold, aged voice rang out from the doorway. "If he can mistake his own biological daughter for someone else, I'd say she didn't hit him hard enough!"

But, Molly was provoked into anger. Molly would never allow that woman to insult her own children, let alone belittle her like that! Whack! Whack! In the blink of an eye, Molly rushed forward and slapped Queenie angrily twice! Queenie was slapped at the side, and her face was in pain. Before she could come to her senses, she heard Molly reprimand her. "Queenie, mark my words. The first slap is to teach you a lesson for being rude. The second slap was to repay the hot soup you splashed over me earlier!

He let go of me and moved toward her, "such a sweet brother and sister love you got going here. Or are you letting him fuck you too, you little Slut?" "Dad please, don't say stuff like this. Jacob is my little brother," Molly sobbed. He raised his hand and slapped her hard enough for her to fall on the ground. I couldn't control my anger anymore and jump on him. I tried to grab him by the throat, but he quickly dodged me and punched me directly at my left eye. Pain shot through my body, and I fell on the floor. "Daddy nooo...please stop." Molly cried and crouched down and hugged me. "He learned his lesson. Please don't hit him anymore. I'll tell him. I'll tell him to behave, I promise," she

she cooed. Shane scoffed, not satisfied in the slightest. "What's with that outfit? Serena would never wear something like that," he sneered. Molly's smile disappeared. "Why are you so obsessed with that little bitch?" Shane raised his hand and slapped her face without missing a beat. "Don't you ever call her that!" he roared. "You aren't worth shit compared to her. Got it?" "I'm...I'm sorry," Molly stammered, still dizzy from the hard slap.

Henry’s slap landed hard on Molly’s cheek. “Young master, you slapped me...” Molly whispered gently, feeling the sting spread across her skin. “Are you questioning me? Maybe I should remind you with another slap, you animal in human form!” Henry’s words dripped with venom as his voice rose to a shout. Molly stammered, her lips trembling. “I-I’m sorry, young master, it was madam...” Smack! Henry’s hand cracked across her cheek again, the sound echoing through the silent compound.

I challenged. She raised her arm again, but I quickly stepped back, realizing we had attracted a small crowd, including children. “He called me mom, so what do you think?” Molly retorted proudly, leaving me confused and unable to process her words. “Molly, you don't deserve anything good,” I shouted. She slapped me once more, causing me to fall to the ground. She knelt down, smiling wickedly, and pulled my hair, grinding my face into the ground as she cursed.