Internal Screaming Novels & Stories

she cried, her voice loud and jagged, echoing off the thin walls. It hurt, just enough to feel real, to cut through the haze of her frustration. Then her hand began to move with brutal force, slamming the dildo in and out, each thrust a rebellion against her suffocating life. Her hips bucked wildly, meeting every stroke, the bedframe rattling with a rhythmic thud that shook the room. Her screams came louder now, raw and unrestrained, spilling from her lips like a flood. “Yes! Fuck! Yessss!” she howled, her voice breaking as the intensity built, a white-hot fire spreading through her core.

My reflection in the mirror was unrecognizable—wild eyes, tear-streaked cheeks, and a mouth twisted with silent screams. The emotions churned inside me like a storm I couldn’t contain. Pain, hatred, despair—it was too much, too heavy. And then I screamed. I screamed so loudly that my throat burned, the sound ripping through the silence of the house. I screamed until my lungs gave out. Darkness swallowed me as I fainted, the world mercifully disappearing for a while.

All of it is wrong, but there’s nothing that I can do about it. He nips at my neck as his hand begins to slip into my pants. I shake my head back and forth, trying to make myself forget, and remove myself from the situation. But I have tried all my effort to forget what makes me really happy but its avail not. With the last of my strength, I scream. I scream until tears are streaming down my face, and I know I’m going to be hoarse. “If you don’t shut the fuck up, I’ll gut you after I fuck you,” Eli growls into my face. “Or I’ll choke you to death with my cock.”

"Scream my name—louder!" "Alexander! Oh God, Alexander—yes, yes, I'm shattering!" she howled, her orgasm crashing through her in violent waves, her juices gushing around my cock, soaking my slacks and the polished oak beneath us. The sound of her cries, the wet slap of skin on skin—it was raw, animalistic, but hollow. A temporary salve for the void gnawing at my soul. I thrust deeper, chasing my own release, my balls tightening as I envisioned Elena in her place: on her knees, tears streaming down her cheeks as I forced her to swallow every inch, her innocence crumbling under my dominance.

My full breasts rub violently against the cold floor mats, my sensitive nipples grazing the material, and I want to tear the entire room down with the sheer force of my cries. "Oh, fuckinnnng hell!" I scream, and this time, the sound cuts clearly through the room.

"Say it, Vivian! Let me hear it!" "Yours... fuck... daddy... ohhh... fuckk ahhh!" she screamed out, the taboo, vulgar words ripping from her throat in a breathless, wrecked gasp as she completely lost control of her own body. Her internal walls tightened around him like a liquid vice, triggering a massive, violent climax that had her shaking from head to toe.

And then maybe, everything would have fallen into place. But now… it’s all falling apart. Frustration boils up inside me, a searing hot rage that makes my hands shake. I stamp my feet hard on the floor, the sound echoing through the empty apartment, and I scream at the top of my lungs. The sound of my own voice feels like it’s tearing at my insides, but I don’t care. It’s the only way I can release this anger. I scream again, louder this time, my body vibrating with fury.

Alex grabbed my little legs and lifted me upside down. "If anyone's to blame, it's your over-indulging mommy, little shit," Alex seethed. "Now that she's gone, no one's here to save you." Seeing his ugly face, I shut my eyes tight, clenched my fists, and squeezed my bottom as hard as I could. A stream of yellowish pee splashed right onto his face. "Ew! Grandma, she peed on me!" he spat and gagged, his eyes turning red with rage.

His persistence was like a relentless tide, eroding the last vestiges of my patience. “Can you get the fuck out of my way! What the fuck is your problem?! Huh?!” I flared, my voice erupting from me like a volcanic explosion. I screamed at the top of my lungs, the sound echoing through the vast, empty space. The raw intensity of my emotions shattered the fragile silence, leaving a stunned stillness in its wake. My outburst was a desperate plea for release, a cry for help that I knew would go unanswered.

I scream hitting my hands in the water. " Go away from me." I scream my lungs out, pulling my hair. ' Its just a damn r*pe.' ' Get over it.' ' You're just an attention seeker.' ' Even f*ckers on the street won't f*ck you for free.' " Leave me alone, please." I sob hugging myself tightly. My body shook with the internal pain I was bearing, my heart was shattering into pieces. One by one, little pieces of past began playing in front of me.