Pain And Pleasure By Frezbae Novels & Stories

Keyller held her legs and spread them widely while his thrust got faster and faster. “Is it still pain?” Keyller asked while slightly panting. “I can’t take it anymore, baby. I want to ram inside you.” When Freesha shook her head, Keyller’s thrusts became faster and wilder, and she writhed in silence. The pain was gone and was replaced by satisfying pleasure. “Ahh! Key, it feels good. Deeper, Key! Put it inside deeper!”

I remembered when he said he would fuck me and choke me to death after, and here he was, criticizing his frenemy's way of getting pleasure. "I don't get pleasure from making a woman bleed or be in pain while I fuck her," He started, "it only gives me pleasure if she wants me to do it to her as much as I want to do it." "What if she's not a fan of painful pleasure?" It was becoming harder to talk with short breath but I strained to ask. Leo chuckled at that last question, "I would introduce the course to her, and show her how much more pleasure there is than pain in it." He replied, making me want to clasp my thighs together to stop myself from getting wet.

My stranglehold on the suspension rope increased, my breath leaving me in a whoosh, my body unable to process the dual sensations. Pain, fiery hot pain flared from every spot that bloody thick thing hit. But right on the heels of it was pleasure. Such a rush of hot pleasure I couldn’t explain it. The broken tooth analogy flashed in my mind again. It was a strange sort of high, the strikes of the flogger against my flesh. The pleasure was what I sought, but the pain was almost as important as the pleasure. I felt myself leaning into each hit a bit more eagerly. I wanted the bite of pain as much as I wanted the rush of pleasure that came after the pain. I had no idea why, but Lord, I needed it

“Continue what you are doing and I will handle the pain!” After further deliberation, he holds my waist and starts to move. He does it slow yet another series of excruciating pain overwhelms me. However, as he continues his gentle pounding, I am also feeling less and less pain. It’s as if my body is getting used to pain that it decided to feel pleasure instead.

"I'm wired differently than most people, or maybe just most women, or hell, maybe just most women I know. Sweet sex has a time and a place, but primarily it's not in my life. I want to feel our encounter tomorrow and a couple days after that. I want visible signs of it when I take a shower. Each movement, sitting or standing, that sore feeling women like in their pussy, I want it all over my body. I want remnants of your handprints staining my ass tomorrow, bite marks on my breasts. I need to hurt every time I sit down to pee, my pussy too sensitive to wear anything but a billowy dress. With every movement of a muscle, I want to remember that my body was used for someone else's pleasure. Tha

“Do you remember the punishment that your mate gave you with the vibrator? That’s just proof that you can like something even when you say you don’t, even when it’s supposedly punishment.” I scowled at him, a new and horrible realization washing over me. “Justin might be my mate, but that was still rape, and I didn’t like a single moment of it. You can cause the body physical pleasure and the heart and mind pain at the same time. That’s why it’s punishment. And no matter how much you want to think that you will make me enjoy anything you do to me, that’s something that you can never make anyone do. You can’t force someone to enjoy it. All you can do is force their physical body.”

--- Ariana stepped forward again. --- But this time— --- She stopped halfway through the motion. --- The pressure surged. --- Too early. --- Too fast. --- Ariana completed the step. --- And the pressure overshot. --- For a brief moment— --- There was a gap. --- Small. --- But real. --- Ariana felt it instantly. --- Her movement became easier. --- Lighter. --- Less restricted. --- Just for a second. --- But that was enough. --- She smiled. --- “You’re overcorrecting,” she said.

Jefri's deeply dominant performance. "Aahh... aahh..." I moaned, matching the rhythm of Mr. Jefri's hips as they began moving forward and backward. As time ticked away, the sharp pain slowly began to be replaced by a different, thrilling sensation. Although a sting from the initial stretching still lingered, curiosity and desire now dominated my body by a landslide. I began to realize that beneath this pain lay an extraordinary pleasure waiting to be unlocked.

"Every member of my family." The Shared-Sense System paused, as if the idea were new to it. Then its reply came sharp and satisfied. "Approved. Bound targets: Amber, your eldest brother Justin, your second brother Nelson, your third brother Rayden, and your fourth brother Stefan. "Activation condition: First pain event reaches 90+. Bound targets will share 30% of your pain. "Second pain event at 90+: Transfer increases to 65% percent. "Third pain event: Transfer becomes 100%.

The pain in my stomach and the pain from his bite. I felt the tears roll down my face and my breathing becomes erratic from the fear and pain. Just as I was getting ready to try and push him away the pain slowly changed as it turned to pleasure. I felt the pleasure as it slowly rolled through my body, slowly washing away the pain. I felt my mouth open as I moaned, feeling my body relax against him.