Sadistic Synonym Novels & Stories

I joked, trying to lighten up the mood. "You're... m-making me... cry, Levi!" he said between his small sobs. I just smiled and pat his head. "Don't cry. You look gay, you know? Come on. Let's go! Move now! Stand up!" I chuckled, pulling him up as I tried to look at his face. "Ya! Nappeuda neo, jinjja! Dwaesseo!" Hey! You're bad, seriously! That's enough! he yelled as he covered his face with his both hands. I laughed and draped over his shoulders as we walked outside the hall.

Bitterness was all over his face. I turned at them earnestly. "I want him as my toy. I am bored. All of my prey did not get to experience much suffering physically. I want to do that. Then I would later make him suffer mentally by massacring his pack members," I said coldly before I smiled—an evil one, as if the bloodlust was seeking my whole sanity."That is the great plan I have thought of. It will be a shame if I am not using his body for pleasure. I am feeling lonely lately, so..."

A cold and ominous smirk spread across his lips as a sinister plan formed in his mind. "Okay then," he muttered under his breath, his voice dripping with malevolence. "Then you will have to die alongside them." The words hung in the air, filled with malicious intent. His heart pounded with anticipation, relishing the thought of revenge. "F*cking traitors!" He shouted with a mix of anger and deranged amusement. The words echoed through the walls of the chamber, bouncing back at him like a mischievous chorus. And then, he began laughing out loud at the irony. "So both of my beauties are now with them. What would he take next? My pack?" Laughter erupted from deep within him, an eerie symphony o

And he still sends her postcards. Yazmine burped. Three pairs of eyes turned to her. "Sorry. I feel like everything I touch now might turn molten". Ariah stiffled laughter, Lu maintained a poker face, "What does that even have to do with anything?" "You're always mean, Lu. But don't worry, your lack of sympathy heightens my arousal." Ariah burst out laughing and Sreya felt hers stirring. "What?" "I think I'm horny", Yaz continued. Luna kicked her under the table.

he flinched visibly as he understood how sinister and sadistic my smirk was. "my- I'm....." he tried to speak but I beat him to it, halting his words abruptly. "how about I make it happen again? and this time, I make y'all fuck yourselves while I watch? I'm sure you're gay as you barely ever fuck them hoes, hmm?" I uttered rigidly as my smirk grew more sadistic and devilish and I saw him stiffened in place as beads of sweat popped out of his head, face and hands.

I was mentally slamming fists on my head to remain unbothered as turning around could get me a sight that I would regret glimpsing. “Oh gosh, cid! It’s been a year with us and you didn’t learn how to have fun… tsk… tsk, I am sorry if they just throw a dollar for this pussy, really sorry for your bad luck,” Yet again, the laughing hyena got everyone’s mouth. My soul felt torn hearing such disgusting words for a woman by a woman. No one wasn’t born to be a slave, not even her. Then how could she act as if she was one?

“I know that it is not safe… but I want to make you full with my cum. Mark you like some fucking animal.” Thoughts of the normal world had left me and all that existed was the carnal desire to be marked by Hayden despite how fucked up that sound. “Mark me then,” I begged him. “Claim me, fuck me… make me full with your cum, Hayden.” I gasped, my walls stretching around his tip, but he pulled back, teasing us both. Torturing us. He really was a sadist. His fingers glided over my heated sex, spanking me on my clit and rubbing my juices all over me and stroking himself with the same hand.

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.

“Once in college, Damen and his lab partner went out on a date.” “What no! Stop!” He tried to stop her. “The girl was allergic to sunflower seeds. She didn't know it at that point. She had a severe attack after having only one bite from her salad. He got so scared. He thought she was dying, and he almost started crying.” She said between fits of laughter. “What?” Penelope laughed. Damen was so embarrassed. He covered his face with his hands. “I hate you. I hate you so much.” He shook his head. “Ah! It's fine we are all friends. And friends should know about each other's embarrassing moments.” She patted her shoulder.

"You're evil, you know that?" "Oh yes, little bird. I know I'm fucking evil..." I turn to her and snatch her throat, squeezing my hand around the other part of her body that I fucking own. Even though she doesn't know I fucking own her yet. "This? This was fucking nothing compared to what I'm fucking capable of, little bird. I'm evil, and sadistic. and possessive. And many more things." I brag, dragging my teeth across her bottom lip before I sink them into it and give it a firm tug.