Masochism Story Novels & Stories

This time, she left everything to the God of her life and death. Dita turned around slowly out of fear, she closed her eyes. "Don't look down, raise your face," the guy took out his gun again, and raised Dita's chin with the gun. Making Dita almost pee her pants. "Don't kill me, I promise I won't tell anyone about this, I promise." Dita raised her two fingers to form a peace sign, with a terrified expression, her eyes still closed, not daring to open them. The guy was a little stunned at Dita's beauty, he felt his blood rushing violently, his heart was also racing faster, like he liked it? But, it's impossible for a psychopath to fall in love, right?

What kind of Jekyll/Hyde shit is he into? “What, you want to have sex with a guy who physically and emotionally abused us for ages? Do you have any bloody self-respect or reason within that thick dog skull, you freaky wolf? You should be kicking his ass now and not sizing his dick. Are you into masochism, idiot? If you are, I am not. Do you want him to torture us back again? You saw how powerful he is. We should be frying that big ding-dong of his with our powers. You should certainly not jump on his dick as a hungry dog to a bone. Did you forget what he was doing to us for ages just because he has a big willy?” I told to obtuse Lycan. God, it is so good to have her here with me, but sometim

he said, throwing a file my way. I went through the file and found out that Mason was stripped of his license a long time ago in Canada because he became obsessed with a married woman, drugged her, and made her pregnant. The name of the woman is Mavis... This is the same woman who always disrespects my wife. What game is Mason playing? I look at the two newfound family favorites and smirk.

I was fighting back tears and Anger I remembered those times I dreaded going to Mario's place because of how all of the men in his house wanted to sleep with me by all means "The only reason I didn't tell Mario this by that time was because I knew what he would have done to you if he found out you were trying to sleep with his son's future wife, pathetic Casio, that's what you are And even with all that you still had the guts to watch my parents die because of the truth, you're a bastard Casio, you're nothing but a decomposed scum!!" My breathing was high, I couldn't hold myself any longer The fresh memories of the pain overwhelmed me all over "Even after I managed to escape and you people f

“…but knowing you, you’d probably like that too” “I am not a masochist!". Miyamura stares at me unblinkingly for a full thirty seconds before I cave. “Okay…maybe I am…a b-bit…”. I honestly wasn’t one before. It was just that time when he threatened me, after the whole Takahashi fiasco…that had me fantasizing about stupid shit. And I somehow ended up this way. I swear, I’m not a masochist. I really don’t want Miyamura to hit me. Like ever.

For the first time since I could remember I had the most peaceful night ever, free from those hurtful nightmares that completely drained my sanity at night. I couldn't sleep. Insomnia was like my own sacrifice. Every successful being experiences one discomfort or the other, that was the order of the Mafia world. Most people have a painful past, one disease or sickness or maybe probably lost a loved one as they raced through this dangerous lifestyle. Mine was insomnia asides the terrible nightmare and phobia for smoke or anything that ignites fire. That's actually the reason I don't smoke because it creates vague images from the past, resurrecting thoughts I've buried deep down. I sometimes w

Spreading my legs with his, he slides his cock into me again as I groan from the intrusion. "You think I'm blind?" His punishing rhythm is synched to his question. "I notice how much you’re struggling since last week," another thrust going deep inside me, "Fucking tell me Eve. Enough with the lies." I got more turned on when he's mad-fucking me like this. I'm a masochist alright with the pain I'm getting my high on when he wraps his fingers around my neck, giving just the right amount of oxygen for me to survive. He doesn't say anything else but keeps on pounding in me mercilessly until both of us come undone a few minutes later.

I say and Marcus sits up with a concerned face. "Is Mason okay?" He asks and I nod quickly. "He's fine, he used his safeword and I stopped," I say and Marcus scowls at me. "Tell me everything that happened before I rip up your contract with Mason," he says firmly. "Mason tried to play Dom and tied my hands above my head but I had a panic attack and locked myself in the bathroom. I told him about my dad and... and what he did. Mason still loves me and begged me to punish him for playing Dom so I was going to whip him 20 times but I lost control and kept going," I say quietly. Marcus looks pissed.

He just existed and tried as he could to be good to me, he usually was. “Chain me,” I said again, a plea in my tone that I didn’t recognize. I didn’t consider myself submissive and all of the people in the clan would definitely burn me to a stake if I ever tried to but sexually, I realized I was a masochist and I wanted to feel like I wasn’t in control when I indulged. “Do you really want that?” He muttered and I almost groaned at how much he was ruining my fizz. I was going to let him touch me, let him have control and he was not obliging.

to come in and have her way with him. Punishment turned to something he craved more than food, more than his life and he was enjoying it until the girl suddenly stopped, she no longer came to him, no longer touched him, and even ignored him when he talked to her about matters concerning their gang which as a leader he has every right to anyone's response. All the other members went back on respecting him because they knew that aside from sex, Ryan was a bloodthirsty person and that was what the girl forgot after getting in deeper and deeper. If she had continued punishing him, he would have been wrapped in her finger more and become truly her slave but the mistake she did was to suddenly st