Linda Blair Nsfw Novels & Stories

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

Weird. I'm Sienna, and I work as an entertainer for VIPs at a bar — entertainer, and that’s where my job ends. It’s not like I let things go beyond that. Sure, I’m no saint and definitely not a virgin anymore, but I still have my limits. The door suddenly opened, and Gary, the bar’s bouncer, came in. “What?” I asked. He never enters this room — not where the entertainers stay. “Someone wants to talk to you.”

Make everyone live in peace from now on! Cristina allowed Lady Candice her hearing. However, Lady Candice was shocked to discover this female Bampire she had never seen before or managed not to notice, sitting at the council table in the leading chair. Lady Candice still is not aware that Cristina knows my story about her and the Lord of Bluestoria. Cristina signals the guards to leave the chamber, leaving Lady Candice and her alone. The minute the area is clear of any Bampires, she gestures for me to come into the courtroom, where we have a shocked Lady Candice staring at me in fear.

Then she read it aloud, voice steady but low. “Wanted: Kaliah of the fallen Silver Moon bloodline. Blind. Dangerous. A threat to order. Reward: 50,000 credits—alive. 25,000—dead.” She lowered the paper to her lap. “Son of a bitch.” I stared in the direction of the fire. “He’s serious now.” She didn’t answer right away. Then—“He’s terrified of you.” “Good,” I said. “He should be.” Mara’s voice shifted, more pointed now. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

The table wiggled a little, but I was betting that it was going to hold up to the weight and gyrations, and humped away. When I released Linda's tits and straightened back up, Linda threw her right leg up, and rested it on my left shoulder. She did the same with her left leg, and the tall woman's lovely calves were resting on my shoulders while her long thighs rubbed against my belly. I found that I was able to drive my cock even deeper into Linda's pussy, and so I thrust deeply, slapping my groin against her body, making loud slapping noises. Linda's hands were at her sides, and she was looking up at me. Soon she threw her arms over her head, and closed her eyes, and started whimpering.

A deafening crash sounded, and the apartment door was forcefully opened from the outside. I rushed in with the police. The first thing I saw was Lily collapsed in Linda's arms, as well as the shocking smear of blood at her lips. I felt my heart stop. Linda and James were terrified at the sight of us. "It wasn't me! She hit Lily!" James pointed at Linda, quick to distance himself. Linda went mad too. She pointed back at James, shrieking, "It was him! He told me to do it! He told me to do a live stream to provoke you! He said that would make you come back! This has nothing to do with me!"

Now Linda doesn't even know that there are some people that she just can't protect! Before Reed could get a word in, Linda was already speaking, "What employee? She's obviously doing nothing here! Is she getting paid to come to the office and just while away time? I've never seen such a professional prostitute in my life before!" Linda said. She really hated Odessa. In what way is she not better than Odessa?! Is Aryan blind? Why will he choose this kind of cheap woman! Reed finally lost control of himself. He raised his hand and slapped Linda hard across the face!

As he left, Linda came running in my direction with so much glee in her movement. "He looked hot!" She pouted. "Are you bi? Why are you admiring him?" I sipped on my glass of champagne trying to kill the nervousness slowly setting into me. Linda had made sure there was no alcohol in my house; it was the perfect antidote to curb my drinking habits even though when we attend parties she lets me drink but once we get home I'm sipping mostly on water and fresh juices. "Hell no! Because I'm gay doesn't mean I can't admire good things and he's one of them." Linda defends as she watches him speak to Big Billy.

Suddenly, Luna’s cry of pain captures our attention, and our eyes shift towards her. Linda is striking her exposed area with a flogger, causing Luna’s pussy to turn a light shade of red. Despite the discomfort, she continues to suck Michael’s dick, her cries muffled. “Do you enjoy the pain, pet?” Michael questions, his voice a mix of pleasure and dominance. My attention remains fixed on Linda, not on Michael, as I’m unable to witness the explicit act of sucking. The intensity of the situation overwhelms me, and seeing someone’s genitals isn’t my cup of tea.

I lowered one finger. "Two." "Did you hit your head or something?" Hendrick snapped. "What the hell are you even counting?" There was a flicker of unease in his eyes as he reached for my hand. Linda rolled her eyes and pulled him back, casually pressing his hand against her chest. "She's probably just freaking out. Girls like her are always this fragile. Not like me." Hendrick's attention drifted instantly, his focus pulled away as he reacted to her. I was left standing there, completely ignored.