Sadistic Beauty Side Story A Novels & Stories

This time, she left everything to the God of her life and death. Dita turned around slowly out of fear, she closed her eyes. "Don't look down, raise your face," the guy took out his gun again, and raised Dita's chin with the gun. Making Dita almost pee her pants. "Don't kill me, I promise I won't tell anyone about this, I promise." Dita raised her two fingers to form a peace sign, with a terrified expression, her eyes still closed, not daring to open them. The guy was a little stunned at Dita's beauty, he felt his blood rushing violently, his heart was also racing faster, like he liked it? But, it's impossible for a psychopath to fall in love, right?

And then it did, a shattering release that left her spent and weak, but more fulfilled than she had ever been. Dominic and Lucian continued to stroke her, their fingers still moving even as her body went lax beneath them. “You’re so beautiful,” Lucian whispered, kissing her neck. “So beautiful and wet and hot.” Dominic added, “And you feel so good around us.” He withdrew his fingers, only to press his erection against her. She whimpered, arching into the contact.

have him all to myself for once in life something good came it came to me in the form of a man that I never thought would be so kind, I could feel his arousal growing as he pushes his hips on mine holding me in place and starts to partially dry hump the front of me. I moan in pleasure as my body sends numerous of waves of pleasure with each motion of his hips on mine, my back arches and I moan as I can feel his growth rubbing the front of my vagina, I look at him with lustful eyes, "Please take me, I cant take much more of your teasing. I want you in me so bad that I might just strip right here, right now infront of you and pounce on you myself." His face flushes to a deep red as he bites h

she said with concern written in her voice. I nodded as I waved an assuring smile. “Yes, I’m okay.” “Then what was that about Damian claiming that you were his?” She asked. “Promise you won’t freak out.” I pleaded and she nodded. “You know that stuff I said about being sold off to a billionaire…blah blah.” I said and she nodded correspondingly. I paused, “that was about me.” She didn’t react. More like she didn’t understand. “I’m being sold off to Damian Cooper as a slave in the disguise of a bride!” I said.

she sobbed, her pussy gushing juices down his shaft. Across the room, Chelsea and Damien approached the missionary statue. Chelsea's heart pounded, her small frame trembling as she lay back on the floor, spreading her legs wide to reveal her pink pussy, already slick from the room's influence. Damien stripped off his shirt, his muscular chest heaving, and dropped his pants to let his long cock spring out, veined and throbbing. He positioned himself between her thighs, leaning down to capture her lips in a rough kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth while she kissed back hungrily, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I'm yours to do with as you please." Graham's eyes widened with surprise and lust. He grabbed my hair and forced his cock into my mouth, fucking my face roughly. I gagged and choked, but it only seemed to excite him more. He pulled out and shoved his cock into my sore pussy, pounding me until I screamed. The pain was intense, but so was the pleasure. I found myself getting off on Graham's sadistic treatment, my body responding to his abuse in ways I never thought possible. Every night, he would use me harder and more violently, and every night, I would cum harder than the last.

Their prey cried, whimpered, and begged as they fucked and used her how they pleased. The brothers were merciless, using the anger from when they had seen Sadie’s profile on the Sugar Babies app to fuck their prey. Marcel was messier as he pushed his cock into the tight ring of her ass. He was an ass man. He loved to see them struggle and beg under him. He had thrust in earning whimpers and loud cries from her while Adrian’s teeth had bitten her nipples. Sucking over the pink flesh as he pressed them. Satisfaction wasn’t in his gaze as he found himself imagining a perkier set of breasts and vanilla-scented skin.

He hungered to hear the sickening crunch of her skull popping open like a fucking exploding watermelon. He continued to play, staring back at her with rapt attention as that graphic image kept appearing at the forefront of his mind. Keeping that devious smile plastered over his face. She switched positions, spreading her legs open before him. She was still naked after that earlier tryst with two human males and a female, her body reeking of sex.

He looked at me through the side of his eye. "Dammit, Zach, what did I do?!" I ask desperately. He knew he was torturing me. He shrugged again. "Well, I guess you tried to..." He looked at me with the smuggest, most diabolical grin I had ever seen. "Kiss me." Forget sinking. My stomach downright plummeted into the pit of my gut. I could feel my face go pale, and a wave of naseua hit me. "Oh, my God..." I put the last of my undergarments away and closed the drawer. "I..."

I asked, my heart racing as I looked around for the beast. The man walked over to me, placing his hands on my face as he gazed up at me. "I am the beast," he said, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. As I moved closer to him, I inhaled his musky scent mixed with a hint of pine. It was a heady aroma that filled my senses, making me feel dizzy with desire. I slowly placed my head on his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart against my ear.