Sadistic Beauty Side Story A Novels & Stories

Lightning flashed violently outside the windows. Salvatore stared at me for a long second before speaking again. "Dante destroys people slowly. He likes psychological games. He likes fear." "And you?" His eyes locked onto mine. "I prefer honesty." I almost laughed at the absurdity. "You murdered my brothers." "Yes." No apology. No softness. Just the truth again. God. That honesty was somehow worse. I moved toward the windows needing space desperately. Rain hammered the glass while waves crashed below the cliffs like war drums.

I was so close, it was like he knew and enjoyed toying with me. "Ah, if you want that you have to beg." He said through a sadistic smile. Without warning he shoved his fingers deep inside of me. An audiable* gasp left my lips. Rider's lips landed on my neck as his fingers fell in a decent paced rhythm. I was getting close again but the water was now starting to get cold.

Oh, Aaron you sadistic fuck-turd. He smirks at her and makes sure she has one damn morning with him which she'll remember forever. He keeps pounding her ever through her orgasm. The pure nature of his sadism made my entire body convulsive with excitement. I selected the right person to make this deal with, haven't I?

"I’m older than you; I’ve dealt with hundreds of girls like you." "I don’t want to see you," she said, her eyes brimming with tears. Tiodor approached her and caressed her cheek. "Let’s cut the crap, take off your panties," he ordered. The girl thought about it; all those weeks fantasizing about her captor, she really was depraved, but here she was, hundreds of miles from home, with this damned Brazilian man. The girl swallowed hard, something inside her longed to be touched by that man.

he replied, his vocabulary suddenly failing him. “But not quite yet, I want to have a bit more fun with you,” Beauty teased him and his ear colour turned to red. Beauty’s raised her upper body slightly, so that her nipples just barely touched his skin. Then she began to grind her pussy against his hip. It was just enough movement to make her tits sway back and forth. The combination of her nipples rubbing on this back and her clit rubbing on his ass stoked the ashes of her faded climax. She realized she could probably get off like this, but would probably be too tired to enjoy his cock if she did. Beauty’s decided a bit more teasing would suffice.

" I simply smiled and didn't respond. Once I had quietly taken care of everything, I said my goodbyes to my parents. Those years of marriage had built a wall around me. Now, I was ready to break free and face the world. I later heard that Blake had returned to his home country. The elders in his family hadn't let go. They surrounded him with their loyal aides, relentlessly trying to claw back any benefit they could reap from him. But Blake had become like a caged animal set loose, taking twisted pleasure in hurting others, leaving a trail of misery for everyone who once cared for him. I stopped keeping track after that. Driven by the call of my soul, I ventured into the mesmerizing Arctica.

“Voluntarily? Babe, that’s not groveling. That’s a pilgrimage. You just turned the battlefield legend into a sex slave.” I buried my face in my hands with a groan, but she wouldn’t let up. Sadie pulled back just enough to lock eyes with me, still giddy. “You know what’s left now, right?” I made the mistake of looking at her. “Ride him,” she said, full of wicked glee, “Ride him so bad until his dick falls off.” “Sadie!” I choked, scandalized beyond repair. “How could you say that?!”

He paused, then said without looking up, “I wrote. ‘Patient deflects discomfort with seduction. Attempts to regain control through sexual tension.’” I sucked in a slow breath. “Well,” I muttered. “That’s not sexy at all.” “It’s not supposed to be.” My legs uncrossed and re-crossed, slower this time, not for show but because I needed to move. To feel something. Anything. “Do you think I’m disgusting?” I asked suddenly. That caught him off guard. Barely. But I saw it—the shift in his eyes, like I’d finally said something real. “No,” he said.

Right on cue, a pair of hard palms slid from my back to my boobs. Without warning, he pulled both teats earning a gasp I couldn’t stop. “That’s more like it.” Mr brown haired said with a cocky smile. “Strip her already, I can’t wait to see what’s underneath.” Mr green eyes said, not masking the lust glistening from his eyes. My chest felt like it would rip open at any second with the way my heart pounded against it. What was more exciting? The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names.

Sadile's body was a canvas, a map of pleasure, and Travis and Jenna were the artists, painting her with their touch, their kisses, their whispered words of encouragement. As the pleasure built, Sadile felt herself teetering on the edge, her body tense with anticipation. She was close, so close, to the precipice, to the moment when everything would come crashing down, when the world would explode in a kaleidoscope of color and sound.