May God Strike My Dong Novels & Stories

He’s dropped the strike a long way without warning, leaving a singing line of heat just below the curve of my ass, where the lace stops and the bare skin starts. The plug, at this new setting, drags through my body in time with the impact. I’m loud. I’m very loud. I don’t care. The other people in the room may as well have been abducted by aliens for all that I’m aware of them. There’s only the cross, and Kir's flogger, and the plug, and the sweat starting to bead at the back of my neck under my hair, and nothing else. Strikes come in patterns now that I can’t track.

Goddess. Me: Ur terrible. Dane: lol Me: There’s people around. Dane: Does that bother you? Me: It should. Dane: But does it? Me: No. I’m internally screaming at this point because what the hell am I doing? Dane: I didn’t think it did. Are you going to show me how much you’ve missed me? Or are you going to be a bad girl? Me: Fuck. Dane: Do you want to please me?

Theodore groaned, even closing his eyes as if he was feeling my wetness while I had to cling to his shoulders, feeling how big he was. I attempted to move my hips, but Theodore growled immaculately before pressing my leg to my chest again. That was the beginning of how he could rumble my world as soon as he moved his hips in a slow, steady pace. I was already rolling my eyes at the back of my head, my mouth opening from the pleasure before it had begun to a rough, hard thrust that my mouth formed a big O when he was hitting me in the right spot. "Oh, Good Moon Goddess!" I shut my eyes tight, silently praying to my mother to forgive me since I used Her name again.

"Ezra..." In the dream, I pushed in, thrusting deep and filled him. Bred him. Pumped my seed inside until it dripped out. Marked him. Owned him. His body shook under me. Hands clawing the sheets. But he pushed back—fuck, he pushed back wanting more. I wanted to break him. In the dream. In real life. Bend him until he knelt. Breed him until he worshipped and called me god. I stroked harder, my fist tight and balls drawing up. I imagined pinning him down, spreading his legs wide and fucking him raw. Until he bled. Until he cried. Until he begged for my cum. "Breed me," he'd say. "Make me yours."

As a stage-six martial god king, after fully activating Supreme Steel Technique, Dorian could withstand a full-power strike from a stage-six martial divine emperor without dying. Therefore, when Dave's full-power strike as a stage-five martial god king hit Dorian, it only produced a few sparks. This not only exceeded Dave's expectations but also shocked those who knew Dave's sword cultivation prowess.

He pleaded and I shook my head slowly in response, indicating my refusal. “You said it yourself. The power of the moon goddess, the potency of the light within me is mighty. So you should have thought twice before trying to mess with the Reignile people— mess with the people I love and care about!” I voiced and shoved the entire length of my claw instantly into his penis. He screeched… And then his voice threatened to pierce through the ozone layer— at least that’s what it felt like with the loudness of the cry I heard pouring out of his mouth now.

The crowd goes completely quiet. I raise my hand and flick the whip. Just the tip hits Adam's thigh and his entire body jumps. I give him only enough time to inhale before I strike his leg very close to his engorged cock. He breathes out an unintelligible word, which is a no-no. I step in close and squeeze his balls hard enough to cause a loud grown.

Once this was done Mane swung his fist towards Elder Dominic’s groin. “Extreme Burst: 1st Strike,” Mane exclaimed, depending on one of his oldest techniques to do the job. His fist was engulfed in a faint white light as it smashed into Elder Dominic’s groin, causing the old man to scream in pain as he was sent flying into a building several hundreds of meters away! *Boom*

I muttered as I had never ever used one. “Why don’t you feel it and tell me?” He said and I screamed as it was held against my clit tightly. “Oh God, Oh… ah…” “There’s no God in here, little one,” He said as he took it back for a second, letting out a small chuckle. “I’m your God right now.” I moaned loudly and before I could recover, he pushed it against me again. “Oh, daddy, I… I…”

He is seeking a death wish. “Imma lay my hands and suck on it” He scorned sticking out his tongue like a child. “Moon goddess help your daughter” I said dramatically, and he laughed pulling my cloth up, I punched his cheeks. “ Moon goddess help your son, he wants to suck his mate's boobs” He begged dramatically, and I laughed while holding my stomach. He quickly covered my top properly and laughed heartily, and I stared at him, wondering why he didn't do it anymore.