Sadistic Novels & Stories

"Come on, fire back. I love it when you get all sarcastic and feisty. It's like foreplay." "Foreplay? In your dreams, asshole." I met his gaze defiantly, my sarcasm sharpening like a blade. "If this is your idea of seduction, no wonder Rebecca and the others stick around—they must be as masochistic as you are sadistic. Or maybe they're just pitying the poor guy who can't take a hint."

He says trying to decipher her from how she is feeling right now. “But that girl was crying for you to stop, and you kept going” She ask him quizzically, she knows what she saw and heard that night. “They are train to act like that to arouse the Sadist” when she gives him a questioning gaze he says “A sadist is the one who inflicts the pain and the one who finds pleasure in being abused is masochist.” “Oh you mean they like it …” She looks away from him, annoyed about the fact that someone can feel pleasure in pain.

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.

'I have experienced this urge and this feeling many times. I do not suffer from any mental disorder. I do not know why I have it. I seem to enjoy being cruel to people. I am a sadist, or you may call me a psychopath. I get pleasure when I hear a woman screaming with pain and begging for her life. I enjoy inflicting pain. It seems abnormal but I am like that. It has been part of me for many years now. I am a sick man. I am a wicked and a spiteful man. I have an evil mind and I believe in seeking violent revenge over small issues. Inside my head it’s all dark.’

The sharper one could give me quick and clean-cut but if he wants to prolong the pain being the masochist that he is, I could also give him that. Well, look at me getting sappy over useless things. “Do you want the blunt one?” I inquired raising a brow, not that he can see it by the way. His only answer was a gurgling noise. “Okay, that’s fine with me. The louder you scream the better. It would make my job a little less tiring and a lot more fun and entertaining.” I pick up the knife before slowly advancing to his spot. His eyes widen a fraction as he silently begs for his life and his brother. I touched the cold metal on the base of his arm menacingly. He flinched at the contact while a ful

He moaned into my throat as he ran his hands all over my body and he painfully grabbed my breasts. "Get the fuck away from me you bastard. You have no right to touch a woman without her consent you motherfucker!" I was so enraged and all the pent-up anger I'm having on him busted out at last. I remembered seeing the reports Liam had on Preston and I saw it. I was shocked to hear that he has raped plenty of young women as he gets pleasure from seeing someone raping them in front of him. He was sentenced to death in jail, but he escaped from it and hiding for years and killing women and raping them. So much family lost their loved ones like me. He has Schadenfreude, which means getting pleasur

But his simple word pieced through my skin and settled straight into my stomach, causing those stupid flutters to go crazy. No, no, Delilah, snap out of it. Psychopath. Murderer. Lunatic. Merciless. Animal. Monster. Inhuman. Heartless. Satan...

" Adrian quickly shook his head, going into defense mode. - No, no! We only went out once. I want you to come find him. “That's right, I'll meet him. I have to threaten him. And count your bad ones. I smiled sweetly at him. Adrian rolled his eyes. - Why did you do that? I smiled at him. “Because I love to embarrass you. What else do I get for joy in this world? Adrian grumbled. - Sadistic bitch. “You know me so well, Adrian. After all, one sadistic bitch recognizes another. Adrian narrowed his eyes at me.

Lisa added, smiling wickedly. "Exactly!" Sicily clapped her hands. "What better way to mess with someone than steal their best employee?" "Why can't you just say 'fuck'?" Lisa asked, rolling her eyes playfully. "What?" Sicily responded. "Why can't you just say, ‘fuck with someone’? Mess with someone is so silly." Kari laughed and Sicily reached over and punched Lisa in the arm. "We're not all as vulgar as you." "You should be. It's more fun. I promise you." Lisa waggled her eyebrows.

The words escaped my lips, tinged with fear, as I braced myself for the consequences that awaited me. A sinister gleam danced in his eyes as he took a deep breath, his voice dripping with malevolence. A sadistic smile curled upon his lips, revealing a glimpse of the darkness that resided within his soul. "You know," he began, his tone laced with venom, "I detest those individuals the most. The ones who dare to meddle in my affairs, sabotaging my meticulously crafted plans and becoming a hindrance to my work." His words hung in the air, each syllable resonating with a chilling intensity.