Novel & Cerita Make Me Beg

Beggar "Beauty look at me please." I spin around and stare at his sullen face, "What do you want Zero?” I sigh, “My name is Beggar, it's not beauty, it's Beggar, okay, I said it was good. We good, we said what we had to say, don't worry about it. How many times are you gonna keep apologizing?" His face crumbles, and I feel that tug as my resolve slides a fraction. "Until I stop feeling like shit."

Not my mom… She would be so heartbroken. I stared at Bella, mentally imploring her not to listen to her minions. “Maybe if you beg me. Get down on your knees. Put your head on the floor. Beg me, and mean it.” Bella ordered. Trembling, I slowly got onto my knees, and let my forehead drop to the filthy ground amidst the jeers from Bella’s lackeys. “Bella… Please. You can do anything to me. Just don’t post that video online. I’m begging you, please…” My voice was shaking as I pleaded with her.

I can’t think and speak. “Come on princess.” He whispered in my ear. “I want- before I was going to say more. I could not finish my words when I felt him rocking my hips up and down at a fast pace. “Oh, God I can’t. “Please” I beg him. “I need to... I told him in a pleading, and I am fucking begging. If I have to get on my knees and beg them I will. My body heats up thinking about being on my knees and back with my guys.

I am screaming, begging for him to let me finish. “Please, Sir!” I am begging, not even thinking. My mouth just keeps pleading for him to let me. How is it possible that the words are coming out without me having a say, just like my mind is begging him for this more than me and my body? His hips moved faster and harder. It seems hearing me beg makes him lose control. “Please, Sir.” My voice is quiet, my screams wrapping around the words as he doesn’t stop. He just goes deeper and harder.

My tone was intense, unwavering. I saw how he swallowed the lump in his throat, a drop of sweat already forming and sliding down his forehead. He looked uncomfortable now, exposed. “And secondly,” I added, pausing deliberately, “I’d like you to do it.” “Do what?” he asked, confused. “You just said you can go on your knees to beg me for forgiveness,” I said calmly. “I’d like you to do that.” His eyes widened slightly. “The same knees you bent to engage Melissa years ago,” I continued, my voice filled with venom. “You’re going to bend them to beg.”

Mia Pov “Dare me again… please,” I begged, my voice barely a whisper. I was lying on the rug like a broken, cum-soaked toy. Thick loads leaked from my stretched pussy and ass, my face and tits were glazed white, and my fingers kept lazily rubbing my destroyed clit, spreading their warm seed all over my swollen lips.

His tone was calm, but the weight of his words weighed on me. Right. This moment was very embarrassing. I had to always remember now that I was no longer living a carefree life. But I didn't forget the reason why I'd gotten myself into all this. It was high time I got my justice. “I agree with the training,” I said. “But on one condition only. I need you to help me summon “Him.” Apart from Dad, you're the only one who now has the power to.” I couldn't deal with Kyle yet until I broke this curse.

I’m gonna make him show me what he did with my thong. And I’m gonna make him beg for more. To Be Continued...

“If you’re free, come with me. If not, I’ll go alone.” “I’ll drive you. I’d love to see what stunt he’s pulling now.”

My heart remained a solid block of ice. "It is just a cheap show," I said flatly. "He needs to play the tragic, heartbroken widower for the cameras. It builds the perfect stage. He wants the public to pity him so he can finally put his precious savior in my place and legally give Jennifer the ring tonight." Kingsley let out a cold scoff, taking a sip of his whiskey. "Are you ready to crush this piece of garbage?" I looked down at my custom red silk dress. It hugged my figure, radiating power and absolute wealth. I was no longer the weak, desperate girl crying in a cheap beige cardigan. I was the heiress of the Merrick family.