Molested Story Novels & Stories

So, their family doesn't have to go through a walk of shame. "What happened to the secretary?" I asked curiously. "During the birth, the lady couldn't handle the pain and died while giving birth to him. Rumors are that his father's wife paid the doctors to kill her mother but we can't be sure as there is no evidence of the accusation." I hummed at his words, and he continued. "And yeah, one more thing. When he was thirteen years old. He gets molested by a group of gay people and he still seeks therapy for it but nothing helps. So, he indulges himself in drinking, sex and smoking weed.

“The first moment I saw you.” I looked down at the tiny mole. “After all,” he murmured, his thumb brushing over the mark, “I’ve memorized this spot. Dreamed of tasting it.” My mind was chaos. “So the dinner, this trip… it was all on purpose? Why didn’t you just tell me?” I was angry now, angry at being deceived for so long. “Because I knew you were afraid of men like me,” he said, his thumb stroking my cheek. “You said you would never get involved with a dangerous man. If I had told you who I was, you would have run.”

I hung up before he could start rambling again. I wrapped up with the elementary school teacher after harvesting his organs. I sent Wayne and the others to deliver them to the hospital. At least the bastard wasn’t entirely useless. His heart and liver were intact; one kidney was ruined, but the other was fine. Those poor kids on the donor list would make use of them. After hearing rumors that he’d been molesting girls in his class, I’d dug deeper. Turned out it was true—court case dismissed for “lack of evidence.”

She wouldn't give me the sex styles I want, always complaining that she's tired, and she doesn't last, always cummin too quickly, when I'm not even half satisfied yet. ‎The day I saw my girlfriend's mom masturbating, I had gone over to her place to see Juliet. Juliet's room is located at the end of the hallway, while her mom's room is the first one in the hallway. ‎I was passing the hallway to go see Juliet in her room when I heard the quiet moans and grunts coming from her mom's cracked door. I couldn't stop myself from peeking inside the room a little. That was when I saw her, spread naked on her bed with one hand pinching her tit, while the other was thrusting the dildo in and out of her

"Oh..no need to be formal when we're out of the office." "Well, let's party then!" Stella shouted. Stella and I went to the bar and got our favorite drinks. I don't remember how many I drank but I'm so hyper. Stella dragged me to the dance floor and we danced and danced until I felt hands on my butt. I turned around to see some drunk dude. I pushed him but he grabbed my waist. Stella didn't seem to notice. I struggled but he's too strong. He keeps on touching me everywhere. He's molesting me. I want to punch him but my arms are trapped. My eyes blurred and tears trickled down my cheeks. Then I noticed we're not on the dance floor. He pinned me on the wall near the restroom.

She just arrived with her bright violet motorbike. "My name is Sarah, what's your name?". "My name is Rina," the girl stuttered. "Are you alright Rina? Can I ask you what happened?". The weeping girl pulled a deep breath, trying to compose herself to speak properly to Sarah. "Someone molested me on the train, and I couldn't do anything," she wept as she looked at Sarah with red eyes. "Harassment case?" Rae’s thought. "I see, it must be terrifying for you, don't worry everything will be alright", Sarah pat the weeping girl back gently.

There’s still blood rushing through Ariana’s ears, shoulders shivering from the memory of Harold’s slimy touch. Williams speaks first. “You okay?” He briefly peeks up and down her body for any signs of injuries, but Ariana shakes her head in response. “I’m fine. Just shocked, I guess. Bewildered.” “There’s no nice way to put this,” Williams’s face darkens as he pulls out a linen handkerchief from the folds of his leather jacket. “And I’m not going to sugarcoat it for you. This isn’t the first time Wane has molested people. There’s multiple charges of rape filed against him from both men and women, but the media’s quiet since he bribes his victims to keep their mouths shut. He wouldn’t have g

I sneer, leaning back in my seat with my arms crossed over my chest. There's no getting out of this one, when my father asks me to do something I don't ask why, I simply do it. I swore to listen and so far so good, I was a rebel when I was younger, I didn't let anyone control me and how did it end? Well, I lost my wolf because I thought I knew better and I ended up getting molested, but that's not the half of it, I was nearly gang raped, if dad hadn't showed up when he did, I wouldn't be alive to tell the story.

Evi reflexively closed her mouth when she heard Dita's explanation. "I'm not lying. After school that day, he came to my house, burned all my clothes, and forced me to live in his apartment. Yesterday I tried to run away, but unfortunately he found me, then he threw a knife at my calf, stabbed my thigh with a knife, it really hurt Evi," Dita explained while crying. While Evi was still very surprised, she could not understand Radya's treatment of Dita, her best friend. "Take it easy, I'll report the police." Evi was about to stand up to get her cell phone, but Dita forbade her.

He made no sound and instead just kept freeing me out of my pants. I think I might faint with realising what is happening with me. This is molestation. I feel so violated. "Adriano STOP. Please..... please why are you doing this, please no, please. Everyone is watching." I begged him. "This is wrong, no you cannot do this to me." I begged him again to stop but he didn't listen, finally pulling out my pants, leaving my legs naked and exposed to everyone in the room. "Nooooo." I cried really loud.