Sadistically Novels & Stories

I didn’t move fast. I wanted to feel it. Then shoved another, then another. Three fingers fully inside my cunt. The pace increased, I slammed in and out. Mouth wide opened, eyes bulging out of their socket. With my other hand, I pulled out my tit. Nipples hard and pointed as the breeze slapped them, sucking and nibbling, rolling my tongue on it. It felt good. Call me crazy. Call me a slut. But I was going crazy, obsessed with my stepdad.

Alejandro spat, his voice cold and merciless as he watched Sadie struggle. "Leave me!" Sadie screamed, her voice desperate and pleading as she fought against the overwhelming tide of despair that threatened to consume her. "Start the helicopter!" Alejandro barked, his command echoing through the night air as the roar of the rotor blades drowned out Sadie's cries for help. "But first, let's have a little fun," Alejandro sneered, his eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure as he turned his attention back to her, a malicious grin spreading across his face as he pointed the gun at her.

The mere thought of their demise elicits a wicked smile from Sasha's lips, as she relishes the prospect of their suffering. Driven by her twisted vendetta, Sasha meticulously orchestrates each step of the nefarious plot, ensuring that every detail aligns with her malevolent desires. She enlists a network of dark allies, carefully selecting those who share her malefic intent, ready to assist in the execution of her gruesome plan. Under the cloak of darkness, Sasha sets her wicked plan into motion. Her heart pounds with anticipation as she envisions the carnage that awaits. She is a predator on the prowl, stalking her unsuspecting prey with a merciless resolve.

' 'Ovaried over brovaries. 'Uteruses of duderuses.' 'YES YES I GET IT. AND I WILL NEVER DITCH MY BESTIES FOR A GUY ANYWAYS.' she screamed in annoyance of our pestering. 'WHERE THE FUCK AM I?' a certain deep voice bellowed. 'WHY THE FUCK IS HE HERE?' Ser screamed. 'you would have noticed if you weren't sexting your bae darling.' Ade chimed in. 'And you're in hell with Satan herself.' Adelina stated turning her head to Narcissus.

"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

Tammy Her condition is getting worse, despite all her futile attempts to avoid him. Faith decided to act against her will, meddling with both her patience and her sanity. How can she forget about Lucas, when he keeps popping up like this? Especially now, that Sesh is spending so much time with his friend, Matt. Twisting the knife further still, his name has become a powerful weapon against her weakness, an ever-present sound on everyone's lips that's confusing her even more. If it's not about his looks, it's about his arrogant attitude, which, like a magnet, attracts vilifying rumours and lustful wishes. Her life has turned into a sinking ship, going down fast in nauseating swirls, and with

He growls against my mark and a shiver rakes through me, my climax somehow building even though I am disgusted with myself for reacting in such a way. He pulls me away from the headboard and pushes my head into the pillows. “Scream for me.” And I scream, really scream when he whips my ass with something, hot tears fall down and my ass burns from the pain. He does it over and over again until his movements become ragged I am a sobbing mess underneath him. Relieve washes over me at the realization It will be over soon, but he stills before he comes undone and grabs my hair. Horror fills me when he wraps something around my throat, something like a belt.

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.

He’s crying now, soft, wrecked sobs mixing with his moans. I don’t stop. I can’t. The sadistic part of me I usually keep leashed is wide awake and hungry. I want him ruined. I want him to feel me for days. I want him to remember exactly who owns this ass now. My pace turns punishing. I’m fucking him so hard the bed creaks and slams against the wall. Dylan’s voice cracks, his body going completely limp under me as I use him. “Gonna fill you up,” I rasp, teeth clenched. “Gonna pump you so full of my cum it leaks out for hours.”

"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."