Sadistically Novels & Stories

The man picked up his crumpled trousers and slipped out his leather belt, winding one turn around his hand and taking a firm grip on the buckle end. He raised his arm high above his shoulder and looked around the crowd seeking confirmation, whipping his audience into a frenzy of sexually-thrill and excitement and playing fully his part as her tormentor. “Yes!” the crowd roared as one voice. He swung down hard, leather cracking loudly on white female skin, a savage blow of full sadistic meaning that stung wickedly hard across the centre of the kneeling slut’s back. Her whole body jolted under the slamming impact, air was forced from her lungs and then the girl went into a series of uncontroll

My mind was lost in the raw pleasure, thoughts of how dirty this was, sharing her like this, but it only fueled the fire, my thrusts growing erratic as climax built. We rotated, her riding Davis's cock reverse while sucking me, then me on my back with her bouncing on my dick, Davis feeding her his shaft. Everyone's holes were leaking now—her pussy creaming around us, our cocks glistening with her juices and pre-cum, asses clenching in anticipation. Scarlett came multiple times, screaming our names, body shuddering, but she wasn't satisfied. “Davis, fuck Jackson's ass," she ordered, eyes wild, pushing me onto all fours. "While he eats me out. I want to feel his tongue in my hole."

However, I stayed behind for a moment, letting it all sink in, my mind replaying the way April’s lips felt on mine, the way she tasted when I had her, that sweet arousal still on my tongue, and damn it was driving me insane. Before I knew it, Cindy stormed up to me, arms crossed so tight it looked like she was squeezing the air out of herself. “What was that all about?” She snapped. I tilted my head, pretending not to get it, “What do you mean?” She scoffed, rolling her eyes so hard I thought they’d get stuck, “Don’t play dumb with me. You just had to humiliate me, right? In front of everyone.... How long have you been fantasizing about eating her precious little p*ssy?”

At first, she was only doing that to try and irk him and also to show that she wasn't scared of him but later on, she grew to enjoy it. She also failed to irk him too. “I don't fake my expressions, every one of them showcases what I'm feeling,” Ryker said with a snort. An action that wasn't expected from him. “Wow, even when you make an obnoxious sound, it still sounds fancy…” Arya joked and said sarcastically. “Sarcasm can get you killed,” Ryker responded to her teasing simply. His response, although simple and short still made her laugh. She needed that, no matter how much she said she was fine, she was still shaken up by what Tyler did.

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.

“And then I’m going to fuck your mouth, Sandra. But I won’t cum. Not yet. When I’m close, I’ll flog you again until your ass is burning and you’re on fire with the need for relief. And then I’m going to fuck that ass. I’m going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won’t be gentle. Not tonight. I’m going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I’m going to cum all over your ass. I’ll mark it with my cum just like I marked you with the crop. And then I’ll fuck you some more, filling your ass until it spills down the insides of your gorgeous thighs. Think you can handle that, honey? Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated? Taken over

His words sent chills down my spine, and I realized I was dealing with a psychopath. "Daisy, we don't have to play hide and seek. Just come out and let me gift you death," he called out, his voice growing closer with each passing moment. "My lovely Daisy, you're beautiful. I wonder how delicious your blood will taste." He continued, his words dripping with sadistic intent. "Daisy, please now. Don't do this to me." His tone turned mockingly sincere. "Daisy, let me do you the honor of killing you."

Dante Moretti. Victor’s most ruthless rival. She had heard the name whispered in fearful voices around the estate, but now, seeing him up close, she understood why. He was nothing like Victor. Where Victor’s dominance was controlled and suffocating, Dante exuded something more sinister…. chaotic and cruel. He was tall and lean, his dark suit perfectly fitted, but his presence alone made the room feel smaller. His jet-black hair was slicked back, exposing a sharp jawline and piercing green eyes that held a sick kind of amusement.

Sader spit out some blood, “I’m really disappointed,” Sagarus decided to give the defiant demon exactly what he was asking for. He went behind Sader and grabbed the second of his wings. The tormentor pulled on it, ripping it right off Sader’s back slowly and as much as it hurt, as badly as Sader wanted to scream, he made sure he didn’t, going as far as biting down on his tongue just so he wouldn’t scream. His second wing got ripped out from his back but it wasn’t enough to break Sader’s resilience.

I let her know about the pack members undermining Kieran, making Samson feral more quickly, and killing three of the people so far, as well as the one who snuck out last night. “Do you need help, Reagan? I can be there late tonight.” “No, we’re good. We’re rooting them out. We think there are a couple more of them. Besides I still have Meady and Mody here.” “Who?” she asks. I snort. “Meadow called Asmodeus ‘Asy’. He thought Meady and Mody had a better ring to it. Obviously, I agree with him.”