Novel & Cerita Rumble Power Slap

They exploded forward. Rorik came like a battering ram, all raw power and momentum, swinging a heavy overhand that would have crushed bone if it landed clean. Kade slipped it—barely—angling away the way Riven had drilled into him that morning. He countered with a sharp hook to the ribs, crisp and precise. For a heartbeat, it looked good. The crowd roared.

Grandfather, I… No, and if this little piece of pond scum knocks you out of the tournament you promised to win for me, it will be a cold day in hell before I answer you when you call out ‘Grandfather’. Fine. Fine. FINE! The haze around my eyes only grows stronger as everything comes into sharp detail. “Match point. Two-zero, lead SLV National. Southern Cross, ready?” I nodded. “SLV National, ready?” “As I’ll ever be.” “Then go!” *** Rattan Reyes is a dirty fighter. He uses hooks, locks, and dirty parries to get his opponent off balance. If that’s what he wants to do, I’m going to show him something he hasn’t seen before.

Rumble! Unnatural winds raged around them as the Internal Breath bolt came screaming at Jiu You. She stabbed her halberd at it and shook her polearm wildly, dissipating the energy bolt easily. "I KILL YOU!" Jiu You shrieked with rancor. She brandished her weapon and attacked, every point of impact causing ripples of seismic waves that grounded rocks into stones. Rumble! Rumble! Explosions burst out around the two combatants in the gritting whirl of battle and the commotion caught everyone's attention.

The slap slap sound mixed the music pulsing through the walls. “Fuck me… please—” broken, needy moans escaped my lips at every tease. Like that was all he wanted, he quickly lifted my legs, and flung them over his broad shoulders. The new angle let him drive even deeper. He pounded me mercilessly, hips snapping forward with raw power. I felt my orgasm ripped through me so hard my vision whited out. “Fuuuuck!” I screamed, pussy gushing around his thick shaft. He slapped my tits, hard enough to make them sting, then pinched and twisted my nipples while never slowing his brutal rhythm. “Look at you,” he growled, voice raspy and dark. “Cumming like a desperate slut on a stranger’s cock.”

He stood up from the chair and began mimicking what he had done when he was slapped off from sleeping. "I had spittles running down my lips, while my hands were in the air, and I was screaming, don't knock me down you mother fucker, I got a cõck down here and my lambo I would want to reach to. If you damn should hit me down this granite floor, I fucking would not take your shit of a cõck as collateral, You can't find a piece of mine anywhere, it's fûcking unique", Colton recounted while making gestures with his hands, and his head dropped sideways like a zombie.

I screamed as I came undone, my body jerking violently while clenching around him. He growled angrily before using the paw on my shoulder to stretch me out a little until my leg was trapped under me, which freed his hand to roam my body, pinching and clawing me. I closed my eyes, thoroughly enjoying the roughness of his touch. He slapped my ass hard enough to make it bruise, leaving it stinging. When his body started to tremble, I knew he was close. I began to push myself backward, ignoring the almost painful wounds it forced his claws to leave on my shoulder. My body tightened again, pulsing with ecstasy as I shattered again with his cries of passion mimicking mine.

The anticipation from the crowd and most especially, Slave, was palpable. I took a large flat paddle and stepped closer to Slave. I meandered around her, slapping the paddles against my hand. Then I moved back around to her beautifully spread legs. With no warning, I smacked her ass, hard. Slave, squealed. I let the sound ring out and then I continued. Slave continued to make pain noises as I turned her ass red. When I felt she had enough, I went back to the table and retrieved another device that I shoved into my pocket for a moment. I swung her around, so the crowd could see her reddened ass and pretty pink cunt.

Chapter 63 Salute~ Sophia Laurel backed out of the fight just before it began. A frown on her face and her fist clenched into a tight fist. "You'll pay for that, bitch." She muttered. The door opened revealing creepy guy. I tightened my fist waiting for any signal that he was going to pounce. Whack! The slap came from the right side but it felt like it came from everywhere. "That's for disrespecting me, you fucking cuñt." Laurel said, stomping away before I could even blink.

, he said bringing his knuckle forward "For Seattle high!" they all responded at once as they connected their hands with the coach's own. * * *

That rage-hot, destructive, unstoppable-erupted from deep inside me, burning every last thread of patience I had left. Smack! The slap rang out, loud and clear, as I poured every ounce of strength into it and slammed it right across his too-perfect face. The whole world just... froze. Everything went dead silent in that moment.