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“No can do. This is abuse and you need to stop it.” “You know what needs to stop?” Sergio began, rolling up his sleeves and moving menacingly toward Jade while she moved backward. “You butting into matters that are none of your business. You think screwing around with him for a few days gives you the right to talk back at me? You're just a sl*t. Now I understand why your parents named you Jade.”

"Now listen Karen, I am as straight as a rule, I only feel comfortable like this, my dressing doesn't define my sexuality c'mon this 21st century dude!" "And have you ever explored your sexuality to know where you properly belong?" Karen asked with a mocking smirk in her eyes. Vada nervously chuckled and stood up as she brushed her suit straight, she was getting uncomfortable with both the conversation and the despicable stares from the horny lady of the next table. "Karen let's go play draught now, shall we?" "We shall honey." Karen took her hand and led her to the draught corner, when the players sighted her, they made a hailing noise signalling her arrival, it only showed she led the pack

He was like a sadist monster who only knew how to fulfill his hunger; Indeed he was a sadistic monster. He continuously moved in and out. My pulse increased, my heartbeats were at a rapid pace, and my sweat-covered body begged for an escape. There was nothing romantic or pleasurable in this encounter; It was bloody painful, yet in this trauma, there was a need for a release too.

He smirked knowing far too well his answer was going to annoy me. “Don’t use my words against me.” I gritted my teeth in anger. He was enjoying this. I just called him a sadist out of spite but now he’s having fun using the same word against me, “Tell me why?” “Because I’m a sadist?” “Arrgghh!” I groaned in anger, “ You might actually be one with how much you’re annoying me.” “So, now you’re saying I’m not one?”

I loved her, but she was crazy after you and that old hag give you that position which only I deserved. Aiden : ohh I didn't know, you should have told me that before at the time, you were my friend I would have given it to you but you. And about his daughter she was a psycho, she only knows how to give pain to others, she was a fucking sadistic person. Man : oh shut up you fucker, you are always there to fuck her, how can she be a sadist? Aiden : you don't know anything, so keep quiet. Just get the fuck away from my way.

P. I quickly explained that all of my knowledge came from one source only, my best friend Karsyn was a football fan and always dragged me along to watch the games. “Well if you ask me I’m glad you know who I am. The only problem now is I am at a disadvantage.” He said this so calmly yet his eyes showed a bit of flirtation in them. How could he Mr. MVP be at a disadvantage? He was famous and well known while I was nobody. I looked at him questioningly, “Why are you at a disadvantage?” He smiled as his eyes sparkled then leaned in closer and said, “While I find it flattering that you know me, it makes me wish I knew who you were. Now I have nothing to flatter you with.”

"You see ... it is not quite pain that sadists are after, but the power of inflicting pain. They seek the knowledge that they can do whatever they want to someone and face no repercussions from it. They enjoy the power difference between their victim and themselves and want their victim to be as aware of it as possible." He began whisking his claws against her back, one finger at a time, each one drawing forth more blood. "They remind their victim of this with every ... last ... scratch." He came around to her front and dragged the claw of his index finger across her collarbone, sending trickles of crimson running down her chest. Leaning down, he laughed and gluttonously licked the blood off

Isaac said seductively, causing me to cringe. Hayden's shoulders shook with silent laughter, and I struggled to hold back my own laughter as I looked at him. He clicked the VideoChat icon in the corner but kept the camera turned off. Soon, Isaac's face appeared on the screen. A smirk appeared on Isaac's face as he switched to his back camera, aiming it at his exposed erection. He gave it a pump, groaning, while Hayden flipped over and buried his face in my chest, laughing quietly. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, I couldn't help but join in the laughter.

I say quickly and he tilts his head. "I do not know what that means," he says and I realise that is probably a jumble of letters to him. "It stands for Bondage and Discipline, Dominance and Submission, and Sadism and Masochism," I say and he nods. "What do the last words mean?" He asks. "Sadism is liking to hurt people, and masochism is liking pain. You're a bit of a masochist." "Oh. Are you a sadism?" "I'm somewhat of a sadist. I like to inflict pain during sex but not as intense as other sadists," I say carefully. Thankfully Vinny doesn't seem to mind because he still holds my hand.

Damon's pov Sunday 4th July 2021 ***************************** I don't enjoy going to see Orion but it's a necessary evil. If I stop going Marcus will kick me out of the club and then I'll have nothing that I enjoy. I enjoy hurting people. That's really the only thing that makes me happy. I'm diagnosed with a severe form of Antisocial Personality Disorder. Which means I'm a psychopath. I lack empathy and remorse which means I have no issue in manipulating people for my own gain. All Orion's words of course, I don't see how that's a bad thing, I think more people in the world should be selfish to get on top.