Sadistically Mga Nobela at Kwento

Always paying attention, Hollis slowed down- bringing the frantic sounds down to giggles. “Oh alright, I can’t have you passing out on me. It’s a good thing I’m not as sadistic as I probably seem; You have the most adorable little toes and I could do this forever.” Thank you, thank YOU! This level of sadism is perfectlllly fine.

“Voluntarily? Babe, that’s not groveling. That’s a pilgrimage. You just turned the battlefield legend into a sex slave.” I buried my face in my hands with a groan, but she wouldn’t let up. Sadie pulled back just enough to lock eyes with me, still giddy. “You know what’s left now, right?” I made the mistake of looking at her. “Ride him,” she said, full of wicked glee, “Ride him so bad until his dick falls off.” “Sadie!” I choked, scandalized beyond repair. “How could you say that?!”

He kept laying there for God knows how many moments. When he couldn’t sleep, he unplugged his cell phone from the charger and rolled over on his side. He moved his fingers on the keyboard. He wrote and deleted it. Wrote and deleted. Wrote again and deleted again. He couldn’t think of one appropriate text to send her. “Oh, God! When did it become so difficult to text someone? Damen had girlfriends when he was in college. Nothing serious.

Saxon's tone was tender, as if she were the most precious treasure in the world, yet his finger cruelly prodded into Jessica's wound, rotating it, causing blood to trickle down her temple. Despite her unconscious state, the pain wildly surged through her body, making Jessica's lips turn pale. With Saxon continuously applying pressure to her wound, tears streamed down her face, mixing with the blood, and falling onto the pillow. Saxon felt immense satisfaction, a kind of sadistic pleasure. The more pain the woman felt, the more joy he experienced. The sadistic factor in his body was madly dancing in those emerald green eyes. "Does it hurt? Hahaha..." a maniacal laughter escaped his lips, star

"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."

I wasn’t surprised to see satisfaction and pride radiating from him. “See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Dante winked, giving me a cheeky grin, and I want to claw at his eyes. “Have I told you you are a sadist?” I growled, turning my embarrassment into anger. “An egoistic, narcissistic sadist?” He didn’t seem the least bit offended by my words. Heck, he looked like he was basking in my insults. I swear he wasn’t just a sadist but a masochist too.

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 yelled out of frustration. "Don't fucking yell at me I could've left you there to die! I could've let him rape you and kill you. If I wanted to I could've waited till he killed you so that you could kill him and collect the money my damn self!" He yelled as his eyes darkened. Dylan's a very attractive man but when he gets angry like this it's incredibly scary. He almost looks like a different person, he gets so infuriated that he can't control his impulses. But at this point I had nothing to loose

Sienna suspired, folding her arms across her chest as she slumped back into the sofa. “I don’t think you realize, Sienna, that our friend, the one who had her heart broken years ago and has refused to even entertain the idea of dating anyone, has fucked a dangerous and, not to mention, incredibly fucking hot criminal. It’s exciting!” Disregarding the disgusting grimace plastered on Sienna’s face, Anja turned her full attention back to Zoe. “Come on, give me all the deets. How big was it?” “You’re actually disgusting, Anja,” Sienna snapped. “This whole conversation is gross. He kills people. Am I the only one who recognizes how fucked up this is?”

[Don't show up at the music fest or else…] I unfollowed him and blocked him. I smirked as I watched Sadie from under the bed, trying to win over her viewers. She was still caught up in the live stream fun. Anyone who called her gross or ugly got blocked and booted by the chat moderator. Sadie saw herself as a unique beauty. Then, a guy in the chat gave her a challenge. [Sadie, honey, if you act like a bear crawling, I'll send you five gifts.] Her eyes sparkled, and she started right away.