Knocked Out Jerked Off Novels & Stories

My juices coated his shaft, making obscene squelching sounds with every descent. I leaned forward, breasts brushing his uniform shirt, and twerked on his dick—fast, filthy little bounces that made my round ass ripple and clap against him. Ryker’s head fell back against the wall, eyes squeezed shut as he fought to stay silent, whispering my name like a prayer. “Mila… fuck, baby…”

Caesar's gentle, loving voice could be heard from the clip, "I can never bear to hurt you." I wanted to watch it properly, but the video was suddenly deleted. After I left the bridal boutique, I returned to the company to collect my remaining personal items. As I walked past the pantry, I heard voices gossiping inside. "Did you know the woman trying to scam Don Lupino's money was discovered by the Consigliere and got kicked out by the family?” "She used to be the apple of his eye, but I guess she ended up losing to true love." The sarcastic words kept coming at me. I used to feel extremely hurt by them, but all I felt now was numbness. Those words no longer bothered me.

"That's exactly what I want to see. It's lovely and crimson, and it tastes delicious. It's the anguish, you know. Your body is producing a lot of adrenaline right now, which makes your blood taste even better." The jerk was on my back, but I'd played soccer in high school and knew how to utilize my brain. As he relaxed his grasp on my hair, I was able to press one elbow on the floor. I managed to lower my head an inch before slamming it backward with all I had. It wasn't much, but it was a start. He screamed when the back of my head collided with his jaw, and I rolled just enough to get him off my back. "How dare you, you fucking cunt!"

The memory ignited something deep within me, a fury so consuming that it drowned out any sense of restraint. I brought the hammer down with force on his left kneecap. The sickening crunch of bone echoed through the room, followed by his piercing screams. They were loud, desperate cries of agony, but they didn't stop me. I lifted the hammer again, slamming it down with even more force. The kneecap shattered completely under the repeated blows, fragments of bone pushing through torn flesh. Blood splattered everywhere, but I didn't care.

So waking up next to him felt less like fate and more like an impossible tie‑breaker neither of us had planned. I yanked my dress over my head. “You’re unbelievable.” He smirked. “So I’ve been told. By you. Many, many times.” “Fine,” I hissed. “Let’s just pretend it didn’t happen.” “Pretend what didn’t happen?” he teased, sitting up. “You moaning my name in E minor?” I glared. “You’re disgusting.” He stood, bare-chested and infuriatingly unbothered. “You’re the one who kissed me first.”

The jerk who abducted me was a fool to not realise who he was dealing with, what a shame! The idiot continued chuckling not realising his impending death was waiting for him, "So, what you are going to do, you'll see it by your own eyes seeing me.." His eyes darkened with anger and he never let him complete the sentence, a strong blow was aimed in his direction throwing him inches away, he strode towards him and stepped on his finger crushing his fingers and sounds of bone fracturing and cries filled the air, "You should have thought before drugging her," and then he went towards the south. He bent and I didn't see what he did but the sound of bones fracturing echoed accompanied by his cries

I mocked him viciously. He stilled himself up in anger and launched at me with a speed that I did not see coming. He had not ran to steps before Artem the ordinary looking skinny guy, the ferry guy came into my view and his body in the air with his right knee shot forward. His knee connected to the man's lower jaw and the pervert crumbled to the ground with a sickening thud.

And I take a deep breath. " You're the white wolf. I should have known." Jeremiah says. " Yeah. But you never were too bright. You probably only got the job by sucking Jackson's cock." I taunted him. No one knew that he was gay. Definitely not Jackson. But I sure as hell knew. Jackson then lunged at me and knocked me unconscious. I had learnt to fight recently, but it was nowhere near where it needed to be right now. I knew I didn't stand a chance against Jeremiah.

I take two steps back from the door and with one strong and swift kick from me, it flies open. “What the fuck?!” Some guy says as I step in but I lose my cool when I see the little kitten hoisted on the vanity with her clothes half torn and the asshole has his dick out.

He says while stroking in up and down movements. I grab the mattress, biting my lips, my hips lifting from the mattress and thrusting into his hands. “If you do not calm down, I'll stop” He eyes me sternly. I'm shaking, my hips are jerking and my toes curl. “You are not allowed to cum,” He says with a wicked glint in his eye. He jerks me off fast and sloppy, “I can't stop it, I'm going to cum” Tears well up in my eyes, I'm hanging in by sheer willpower.