Sadistic Beauty Side Story Novels & Stories

Cleaning the sweat on her forehead, she closes her eyes to only hear the make up girl talk about someone. "Oh my God! Is he coming this way?" "Damn girl look at those abs!" "My my I am gonna get a heart attack!" Confused Vivian opens her eyes to see the devil walking towards her looking smoking hot like a model. She couldn't help herself. Her gaze wanders over his body, which was way more toned and perfected than she last remembers. To finally stop at those brown eyes which were hardened,set at her. Looking down ,she immediately broke their eye contact. "Let's begin!"

Hit me like cold water. I push his head away from my already sensitive skin that is exposing when he gets down in between the alley of my breast. I push my body off of him violently landing on the couch beside him. He stays calm and unmoving but the look he throws sends fear into me. His penetrating eyes scared me. He no longer looks like how I always see him. Gentle and kind and now- he just looks like a serial killer ready to attack me. Who is this man? The thought crosses my mind again and I'm still feeling hot all over my body. My hand held a piece of cloth that was ripped from my body up to cover my exposed skin.

I collapse on the pool deck breathing heavily. My lips have pulled into a small O and I can’t feel my hands or feet. I can’t open my eyes. I feel like I could die right now. I just keep laughing over and over again as you both still take turns sucking the last little bit of cum out of my cock. “See now we’ll have to wait for him to fuck us!” Natashia says with a sound of disappointment in her voice, “You’ve finished him off with your mad cock stroking!” “Oh shit he’s young and he’d better still have some more cum inside of him!” Kristine assures Natahsia. “Maybe if we just force him to the task he’ll respond!” Natashia says.

He gave his permission. After hearing that he's allowing me to bite his neck and draw blood from it, I already lost it. I sank my teeth to his neck and tasted his blood. Just what I suspected, it also tastes sweet like how it smelled. It's so satisfying, I want to have more. So, I sank my teeth deeply to have more of Gregory's blood. But the more I drank from his blood, I suddenly saw something from my vision. It seems like it's a memory and I can't just ignore it. I saw Gregory sitting from a castle, lonely and waiting. Then it brought me to another memory where he's drinking and laughing with women.

Cass had by now fished out my cock and stroked it slowly as I looked at the pictures. "These are so well made. That looks so realistic. What is that?" I asked, looking at the facial picture. "It's just soap," Cass answered in a low voice. I then turned my eyes to the caption. Reading it almost made me cum right away. My cock pulsed hard to the rhythm of her agonizing slow strokes. The caption: "Something you will never get to do!" in Cass' cute handwriting no less. I wanted to take my cock from Cass and jerk it like no tomorrow. Seeing these photos and not being able to bust to them was pure torture. Cassandra looked so delicious in all of them.

“Believe me, it’s not that bad.” At that moment, naïve Saïda tried to imagine what it would feel like and it sent a direct message down her spine and in between her legs. A sweet feeling she’d already experienced whenever with Noure. She was still human and her body had sexual desires too. She now was the one to control these desires. They returned to the campsite and joined the others once again who’d switch to telling scary stories now. Saïda felt a little more comfortable because the freaky stories had started making her feel a sweet swelling feeling down at her sweet folds, as well some moist feeling.

The three men sat around her, looking at the masterpiece they had shared. She was the most beautiful thing they had ever seen, a perfect mix of soft curves and raw, wild energy. She closed her eyes, a small smile on her lips, knowing that this was a night that would haunt their dreams for a long time. The memory of the weight of her breasts, the tightness of her pussy, and the sound of her loud, messy moans would stay with them forever.

Until she was untouched. But life rhymes, but not the way we want it to rhyme. A rich man showed interest in her. He asked for her one night but when he got to know she didn't sell her nights, he opted to claim her with force. And she retaliated in defense. This small act to save herself brought her into the clutches of the vicious man. Hamza Shah. He was all seven of the deadly sins. Hamza Shah,

I said. "I know. Then lets go home," "How about we have dinner at our favorite Japanese restaurant first?" She smiled, and I kissed her. The kiss was long enough to ruin her lipstick. ***** Author point of view : "Ahhh that bitch is so fucking pretty," Kyara Said. Right now, she is watching a video that burns her heart. The video contains a kissing scene between Erwin and Nadya after the party. She rented a paparazzi to secretly take Erwin's videos so she could see the man she liked whenever she wanted. But instead of being happy, she saw something she didn't like. Baek Yo-Ra prefers to be called by her English name, Donatella Kyara. She hates girls who are prettier than her. She really hate

“You have no right to feel pleasure from this, slut. Enjoy.The.Punishments.Only.As.We.Fuck.You!!” Their paces were faster this time and I could tell it was the peak of the moment. They were right at the entrance of where the dead were, this is why Lannister and I waited for them to finish. “My pussy is getting so stretched. P-Please…don’t tear it apart.” A single tear fell down her cheek. Whoever she was, she was long dead. “I’ll be a good girl from this instant, I promise,” The demons gave chuckles, laughing hard as they rapidly screwed the woman. “Mercy? You deserve to be fucked till eternity, sluts like you don’t get compassion!”