Rape Scene Novels & Stories

I can see Raiden’s mark and feel the intensity of the sex magic. I can’t help touching myself as I watch Miguel fuck Reineaux with the huge Fae cock between them. I want to taste the pretty fluid that leaks so sensually while my mates moan in pleasure. My breath hitches when Miguel’s fangs come out and sink into the delicate flesh of our pretty, delicate mate but the volcano of cum that erupts from the half-fae is enough to assure me Reinaux is enjoying their marking. I let Antony go, riding the wave of pleasure that comes with each of their releases and each completed marking. Rita climbs off of Reinaux who has never been inside a pussy before and she leaks pools of cum as she stands. Raid

Here it is today. The girl slammed the casemate grate shut and threw the dirty rag into the bucket. Phew ... All hands are pissed and cracked, the skin has become like a washcloth! But today, even the dead to scrub. And just try not to wash somewhere, Daren will instantly appear, poke his nose at a poorly done job.

Sabrina’s POV~ I was standing in the bathroom of my hostel, grinning at myself in the cracked mirror and practicing my next move. The fluorescent flickered on, casting a sickly glow over my reflection, but I felt alive, alive for Julian’s plan to fall through. Making Elara's reputation a joke. I was going to distract Damien, and I’d be inches away from stealing his attention—his heart. But the arrest of Rosa, the Jules family’s maid, was a twist I had not seen coming. That had been golden, a way to divert attention and ensure our frame job on Elara would stay airtight. I pressed myself closer to the mirror, perfecting my doddle-eyed expression, the one that would make Damien realize that I w

Bottles of wine arranged on the glass table. Damian sat in the middle of two naked ladies ,they are all over him kissing and running hands over his body,he squeezed their asses spanking them as he kissed one deeply,while the other kneeled in the floor facing his crotch region. The door opened as camera flashed,they turned stunned as the camera flashed again. “Clear shot” Scar said as she sprawled on the couch opposite them,one leg crossed over the other. The trio looked shocked see as they stared at her,she's in a baggy pants and hoodie,with boots,a face cap covering the top part of her face.

Slink was staring at me like it was a soap opera. “You gotta dress a tad bit respectfully then,” Said the girls who were wearing practically nothing. “Makes you seem desperate if you’re not covered properly and shit. We at least have men.” “You at least have gonorrhea but I’m not gonna attack you, sweetheart. We all gotta eat at the end of the day,” I said, placing the plunger down. “Ha, you really shouldn’t be talking to me like that. Can’t you see the fucking jacket I have on? Can't you see the property of Reaper King patch on it?”

So, while I braid his short hair as much as possible, he paints Madeleine's nails a pretty shade of green. "After everyone's hairs been braided out of the way we paint on facemasks and paint each other's nails while it dries. It's a true girl's night in, like those you see in the movies. A while after it's gets dark Shade and Ryder reappear to ask what movie we want them to set up inside. We're all well and truly tipsy at this point and settle on Magic Mike deciding to do a double feature."

Ara smiled back politely. The night seems to be dreadful rather than enjoyable for Ara. She did appreciate the new experience but the place really is not meant for her. If only Erikka hadn’t begged her for real she wouldn’t even think about coming to a place where so much indecency is going on. After the last shot of whatever Ronald had served her she searched for Erikka who had been dancing with another guy she found cute. “Erikka!” she called out loud. She couldn’t see the faces of the people on the dance floor. It’s too dark and the lights are blinding her sight. “Damn it, Erikka. Where the hell are you?” she mumbled to herself. Feeling the call of nature she climbs off the stool to go on

"Scott, the guys asked me for a favor. They want to see how you seduce men in private. Do me a favor and show them a little." "Back off, Irwin!" I forced out through gritted teeth, but my voice held no threat. "What should I? Even Mr. Sinclair doesn't want you anymore. So, get off your high horse. Let's see how long you can hold on to your pride," Irwin sneered. He shot his men a glance, and they started tearing at my clothes. The familiarity of the scene dragged me back to that night years ago—the night that had ruined everything. I staggered to my feet, swaying. My eyes were wild with a desperation even I didn't recognize.

“Let’s get this set up. I want to go through as much as possible tonight.” Raphael nodded, dropping his bag by the couch. “Sounds good. I’ll grab my laptop. I have some old notes and film clips from my time with them.” They worked efficiently. Liam cleared the coffee table while Raphael set up his laptop and connected it to the TV. Soon the large screen lit up with game footage of the Shadow Reapers. They settled on the couch — not quite touching, but close enough in the small space that Liam was hyper-aware of every shift Raphael made.

I moved even closer and roughed up his hair a little bit. “The viewers should be free to imagine what we have been doing all cooped up in our bedroom so early in the morning,” I said wittingly. “Your lips are stained with my lipgloss and you are looking rough, even though it’s so early in the morning. What could you have been doing alone in the bedroom with me?” “You are crazy,” Kyrian muttered. “Do you want to win this badly?” “Just cooperate,” I replied coldly. “We will be on camera very soon. Let’s do a good job, as always.”