Pleasure Principle Manga Novels & Stories

I smiled at his reaction, it seemed that he was gradually enjoying what I was doing to his body. "You might think I'm too unfair, tho this serves as your punishment I think you also deserve to feel a little pleasure, right?" I asked smirking at him, he nodded in response. I traveled my hand over Ayan's muscular body until I was able to get a hold of his red nipple, I slowly got up and sucked his nipple. "Hmmm." Only a moan came out of Ayan's mouth, he did not try to speak because he would surely swallow the semen I released in his mouth.

"Who. And I think Dallas may be right. By the time we're finished tomorrow, you'll be primed for the next level of the pleasure principle." She yawned. "Just what is the pleasure principle?" "Striving to constantly attain the highest level of pleasure possible. And that's what we've got in store for you, princess. Meanwhile, close your eyes and get some sleep." As she drifted off Tracie's last thought was how lucky she was the day Pete Montgomery had turned out to be her new boss.

Every nerve screamed with pleasure. “Please… fuck… let me…” Izzy begged, her body trembling, hips pressing forward. “Not yet!” Ray’s voice was sharp, commanding. Ray pulled her fingers out of Izzy’s dripping pussy. Izzy whimpered, soaked and desperate. “You don’t get to cum so easily,” Ray whispered. “You want it? You have to earn it.” Ray’s hand slid between their bodies, rubbing Izzy’s clit with fast, brutal, relentless, and teasing. Her other hand found Izzy’s breast, squeezing and pinching hard.

Somehow I manage to hold my own, pushing back against his body, ensuring I don't fall forward. As time goes on, and the rough intense assault exhausts me, I feel my body build. Will master let me cum today? I hope he does! I need to! Please??? Master growls loudly. "Cum for me Lizzie! Cum!" I close my eyes and let the pleasure wash over me. Just as I'm getting close to my end goal, one of master's hands leaves my waist and comes down onto my shoulder; his perfectly manicured nails digging into the soft flesh, scratching their way down my back, almost painfully.

The hurt was out the window and pleasure had returned in full force. His hands reached out and grabbed my boobs, squeezing and twirling my nipple. His mouth was hot on my neck, sucking on my pulse and causing me to moan as if on repeat. His right hand trailed down to my pussy, rubbing my clitoris. Just when I had gotten comfortable in that position, he changed and went back to the first. My legs slumped on his shoulder, he pounded into me, so hard I felt he was pouring out his anger on my poor pussy. I had never felt so exhausted before but this man had drained all form of strength from me.

He made sure to tilt his head, letting his silver hair catch the light, making it perfectly clear who was desecrating this room. The pleasure he felt was "angry pleasure" a sharp, biting high that came from doing something truly wrong. He wasn't just looking for a release; he was looking for a way to scream his hatred without saying a word. He pushed the papers off the desk, listening to the expensive fountain pens shatter on the floor. He wanted the room to look like a crime scene.

As she was only wearing lingerie, Julianne instinctively pressed herself closer to the shelf. I tried to suppress the surge of desire rising inside me, yet my hand moved almost on its own as I unclasped her bra. "Ah!" She let out a soft cry and looked at me nervously as she whispered, "Don't… I'm scared." I leaned closer. "Did that feel good? Be honest." She stayed silent for a long moment before finally answering in a voice that was barely above a whisper. "It did." She shut her eyes as she said it, and tears slid down her cheeks. "It did feel good. Are you happy now? I'm a slut. You played me like a fiddle, and I actually liked it…"

and the pleasure, never stopping. - You and mine, all mine. Joseph said. “No one can have you under him. – In the middle of ten minutes of deep thrusts, where in the midst of pain, he felt the touch of pleasure mixed with pain, when Makoto felt hitting a point without stopping that made him gasp. - Here, it's not love. - Joseph said, intensifying the blows inside him, hitting that same spot at the same angle that made him scream and groan and choke between squeaky screams, between blows inside him, Joseph was like a beast.

I asked blushing and smiling to myself. "If you're actually good you don't get spanking unless it's requested. I could even tie you to a bed and leave a prostate massager in you for hours. That's punishment and pleasure at the same time. I would get the satisfaction of seeing you squirming and moaning uncontrollably shooting loads until you're dry. It's not always about sex. I get pleasure from just seeing you have.....fun or being pleasured as long as it's from me" He whispered against my ear rather seductively and making sure to lick the shell. My eyes were closed imagining whatever he was saying.

#RULE 10: I WILL CONTINUALLY PUSH MYSELF TO THE LIMITS OF ENDURANCE AND PAIN, SEEKING MY MASTER’S PLEASURE AND PERMISSION TO GO FURTHER. The moment I stepped into the playroom, my heart raced with anticipation. The dimly lit room was filled with the familiar scent of leather and arousal, and my Master was waiting for me, dressed in his black leather attire.