Molested Novels & Stories

I groaned in pain, tears slid from my eyes as she pinched my sêx hard. She turned me over, I couldn't fight back, she felt her huge finger in my ãsshole and I cried out in pain, after molesting for what seemed like eternity to me. She turned me over and whispered. "Little Tito, if I hear you tell your parents or anybody about this, I will kill you," Her deadly whisper made me shut my mouth in whimpering silence. {End of flashback}

" According to statistics, 8 out of every 10 females have been molested, abused or raped before the age of 18 years and 3 out of every 10 males have also been molested. Say No to Child abuse! Child molestation! Rape! Say No to ruining potential lives! Say No to castigating Rape victims! Say No to making excuses for Rapists! Skimpy or revealing clothes are not the causes of rape! Drinking is not the cause of rape! Walking alone is not the cause of rape! Rapists are the causes of Rape! Cc: Mary Fagbenro.

The first month was incredibly trying with Maria’s constant belittling, defiance and sabotaging. She never missed a chance to mention how sexually satisfied she was and loved draping herself all over Gabriel when he did show up to eat with the guys. Those moments were far and few between but it always created a very tense atmosphere when he did.

Melvin teased me by spitting all over it and shoving his fingers inside me. He continued it over and over again. Melvin’s tongue was making his way inside my pussy. He continued molesting me. His rough hands were clutching and playing my nipples. “Now I know why these lame-ass boys wanna fight you. I’ll save my place for this pussy,”

I don't respond; I just wait for him to continue. "I was kidnapped as a pup from the Silver Moon pack. The pack that took me was a pack of rogues, and they abused me until they sold me to another pack. The pack they sold me to was even worse. They tortured me. Some of them sodomized me with any objects they could get their hands on. I was close to death when I was finally rescued. It took me a long time to begin to heal from what they did. The group I'm with is trying to reconnect people with the families they were taken from. Yesterday, the pack we went to was the rogue pack that I was with in the beginning. We killed them all, and I took out my frustrations doing to them some of the horrif

Our feet were touching the ground as we were only partly on the soft bed. I turned to Moore and tugged on his sleeve. “Something did happen.” I started and felt my insides twist in hesitation. Moore furrowed his eyebrows at me and the edges of his lips curled into a deep frown. “What happened?” He asked, clueless. “You weren’t the only one who was molested by your father Moore…All those years you spent in that College and high school…” I trailed off and lost my voice for a moment. Moore tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, we were dangerously close but the situation was nowhere romantic.

Messy and sexy are the two words Angga can judge Maureen by. "First too." Angga's nod was accompanied by a focus on the blank wall in the room. He looked down, admitting, "But I see it often." "Where?" Maureen felt hot at Angga's confession of seeing other women treated like her just now. "Do you like to see girls being treated like this?" "I don't want to experience my girl being molested by someone else." Angga stroked down Maureen's cheek. His smile looked dazzling after all the hot activities that left his partner lying content.

A smirk plastered on his face again. I'm dead. He lowers his mouth to my ear level and whispers words that send shivers down my spine. "Now, sit back and enjoy it while it lasts" My arms are lifted above my head and tied to the wooden board. tears, that's all i can think of. and how they must have stained my face. "you know most girls beg for this" he yanks me by the waist to meet his excited member. "and here I am giving you for free" he unbuckles his belt then goes for my underwear, ripping it at his grasp.

' He said with a painful smile. 'I was sexually molested as a child. I don't want you to imagine it in a pitiful way of an elderly woman raping a little child. Imagine a little child taking pleasure in being sexually assaulted and choked and gagged by his school teacher. She would always call me to her office touch me and chain me to her desk. Then, she would flog me with a whip until I bent on my knees and worshipped her. To be fair, I didn't consider it as molesting. I enjoyed everything she willingly offered to me.' He continued with a smile.

he said with a double meaning, licking his lips and imagining what it would be like to be inside that insolent girl. Musso made a disgusted face. "Do you think I don’t know your type? Of course, I know what you’re trying to do. You come every week with your chest puffed out, trying to get something else out of me." Tiodor burst out laughing. "You’re not as stupid as I thought." He removed his tie. "I’m glad you realize that," she said, quite offended. "And what are you going to do about it? Do you think I haven’t noticed your lustful gaze on me?"