Sadistic Beauty Yuri Novels & Stories

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.

And despite her glare, all three Phantoms could still see an emotionless expression within those orbs. “A child?!” Tohya gasped in horror. “Did we get the wrong person?” Ren wondered. “No,” said Yuri, shaking her head. “She’s the one who killed Sanada Fujiwara.” She gestured towards the blood that could vaguely be seen on the coat which is a little difficult to be seen with the naked eye because of the dark colour of the coat. Yuri knelt down to the girl’s eye level, and Tohya and Ren knew enough to be silent. Yuri is the one who is skilled at interrogations and dealing with people. Most of the people whom they have captured usually confess their crimes by the time Yuri was done with them.

Yuri was slowly climbing up the tall platform, escorted by several soldiers. The iron chains dragged on the ground, making sounds as she moved. Yuri appeared indifferent and did not feel worried in the slightest even though she was captured. As a fairy born in the Illusion Virtual World, she was not only kind-hearted but also had a tough personality. However, she was not afraid of death at all. More importantly, she believed that if Darryl were on the same continent as her, he would make an effort to save her when he got the news.

Although he wasn't experienced, she could tell that with few lessons, he would be perfect for her sexcapades. " I want you to be my fuck mate. Don't worry, I'll pay you handsomely." Laura baited. Good sex was something she was willing to pay for and from the service her pussy received, this was it for her.

Yuri looked at me lustfully. I closed my eyes and nodded "mmhh y-yes" i shyly agreed. Fuck! Fuck! "Ahh! Aya-kun!" Yachi moaned when he put my thing into his own ass and started moving up and down. "Ahh i..can't" this is too much! My body feels weird. "Ah! Aya-kun!" He continued shouting my name until we both came. Yuri thrusted faster making my body shiver "ah no! I-it's..ahh!" Fuck I can't continue my words.

"Yuri is being a shrew. I can eat all the fig jam I want... no wonder boys turn up their noses at her, hmph!" "You'll turn into Audhumla if you keep eating all the jam, fat as a mother auroch licking Ymir out of the ice of Ginnunagap" Yuri chastised, crossing her arms and looking at me imploringly. "Then you won't fit into your pretty pretty dresses, Rosy, and I'll have to sew you new ones. You'll come begging to me to let out the seams, and I'll refuse your silly stupid sob story, you little pig!" She pushed up Rosy's nose. "Oink! Oink! Oink!" "I'm not a little piggie!" Rosy bit Yuri's prodding finger, and Yuri yelped. "I'll show you an oink!"

Zichi begged painfully as her finger dropped onto the ground. " You want a slow and painless death," Asriel said with a smirk, revealing his deadly smile. Zichi had never thought that the man capable of pleasuring her so much could be this cruel, worse than the demon. With her blood flowing freely and the deep pain she felt, she was slowly loosing consciousness, her body numb from loosing a lot of blood. " You should rot in hell Zichi, you messed with the wrong person. " Asriel said and return the knife to Nicko before the two headed out.

Her heart drummed so wildly that she could hear it pounding in her ears. "Look at me," He demanded as his sinful lips stole a kiss on her jaw. She was dirty with all the dirt on her. But still, she looked pretty to him. Maybe he was attracted to her. Hooriya was full-on crying as she didn't turn to look at him. In those obsidian eyes, she saw her doom. "M...mujhe maar den..." (Kill me,) She whimpered in a small voice that was barely audible. "Don't act so virtuous. A prostitute from a brothel acting up so dainty, do you think I'm f*cking stupid?" He growled in annoyance because the more he read her the more she appeared innocent.

She was not closing her eyes to hide from the horror of the male spirit. Zuri’s golden eyes were blown wide, completely dilated with a dark, euphoric ecstasy. Her lips were parted, pulled back over her white teeth in a terrifying, genuine, and absolutely sadistic smile. The Captain was practically vibrating with pleasure, drinking in the agonizing screams of the helpless creature beneath her boot as if it were the sweetest Sun-Plum wine. It was the expression of a monster. Mwajuma’s blood ran cold. The image violently clashed with every single thing she believed about the woman she loved. This wasn't a traumatized girl defending herself. This was a torturer enjoying her craft.