Pleasure Is Mine Artinya Novels & Stories

"I don't care about your feelings, Isolde, but I do enjoy the way you break. I like knowing that while you're playing the perfect daughter for him, you're thinking about how I felt inside you last night." Isolde froze, the bluntness of his words making her heart race. "You're cruel, Silas. You enjoy this, don't you? The power, the secrets, the way you can just flip a switch and make me feel like nothing." Silas let go of her abruptly, stepping back with a cold smirk that made him look like a stranger. "I enjoy the truth, princess, and the truth is that you love being owned by me more than you hate it. You're terrified of me, but you're more terrified of a life where I don't touch you."

“My paint, my cum, your juices. This is art.” He reached around and rubbed my clit while pounding me. I came again, screaming, my arms giving out as pleasure overwhelmed me. Only then did Luca let go. With a deep, guttural moan he buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding my pussy with thick, hot spurts. We collapsed together on the paint-covered cloth, bodies smeared with color, breathing heavily. Luca kissed my shoulder tenderly. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever painted.”

He replied and without warning, he thrusted into my pussy and I gasped, pain clouding my vision. “It hurts…..” I muttered, tears welling up in my eyes, as my hand reached for his arms and my fingers dug into his flesh. “It was supposed to hurt, considering you’re a virgin.” He replied and pulled out. I exhaled thinking he’d give me some time to adjust, but then, he slammed into me again and I screamed into the pillow, biting down on the material. “After pain comes pleasure.” He assured, rubbing my arm in a soothing way with his free hand. “This would be the best sex of your life, Princess. Trust me.”

Sweetness of his manhood and pleasure of my bean whirled around my pussy. “J…ayyy. Please take it easy.” I talked while moaning. “I will do anything that gives you pleasure. I want to hear you moaned out of pleasure, screamed my name and cry for help.”

Pleasure is a strange, holy thing. It begins where reason ends—in the quiet space between a heartbeat and a breath, where thought dissolves and instinct takes control. Humans call it many names: desire, lust, hunger, need. But stripped bare, it’s nothing more than the body remembering it was made to feel. And now, welcome to TOUCH ME TENDER, BREAK ME WILD!!!! DROP YOUR HOME TRAINING IN A TRASH CAN AND EXPERIENCE THIS PLEASURE, LOVES!!

I was smiling and admiring the nature of the beautiful island despite its brooding owner when I remembered my paintings! “Oh my goodness! I forgot them and I forgot food ?! If someone tells me that a day will come where I will choose sex over food and art , I would have had the patron thrown into some dungeon but where am I feeling more satisfied and hot than when I paint!” I whispered while biting my teeth in shame. I shouldn’t be happy and I shouldn’t be enjoying this with my enemy but I don’t know what came over me and I’m blaming it all on my horny ass werewolf.

"You truly have a gift for creating moments of pure bliss." Isabella blushed at Rajesh's words, feeling a warm pride and satisfaction. Her heart swelled with warmth as she realised her impact on their lovemaking and connection as a trio. She had always believed in the power of intimacy, and seeing it come to life in front of her was incredibly fulfilling. Moments like these reminded Isabella why she had dedicated herself to the art of pleasure and the exploration of human desires.

That almost brings everything to a grinding halt yet again the fact that he looks like he thoroughly enjoyed giving that to me almost as much as I enjoyed receiving it, if that’s even possible since I enjoyed that to the max times the max times a thousand times infinity. “Your turn?” He smiles at me lazily, his eyes big and hazy like he just got a heck ton of pleasure out of that too. “I’m good with just making you feel good.” “What? No! Are you crazy? No, sorry, that’s not very understanding of me. I’ll come to you from a place of ‘I’ since everyone says that’s what you’re supposed to do. I’d like to give you as much pleasure as you just gave me. I would really enjoy that.”

"Every one of us three slaves, ignores her own satisfaction for the person we're with. Not that we don't receive satisfaction ourselves; we do, both the direct satisfaction of pleasure received, but the indirect satisfaction of pleasure given. I receive a great deal of joy from making my lovers cum. It's a reflection of my abilities and talents as a slave to help someone enjoy great pleasure. Just as I enjoy making a nice piece of furniture in my business, I take pride in my ability to give pleasure, and not just to provide an orgasm, but a sensual experience. "For today's lesson, I'm going to demonstrate on you, what it is to focus my entire being on giving you pleasure. I'm going to seduce

"You look like a gentleman, what do you do for a living?" "I own a company" Mrs Maxwell was quiet for a minute, "Are you treating my maddy well? You know she is the only thing I have left in this world, and I want her to be happy always. She deserves it." "I will try my best to give her what she deserves you have my word."