Sex Machine Testing

“If you find yourself and your friends in a haunted mansion with sex demons, what would you do?” *** So, five friends, a couple among them, decided to sign up for CNC group sex to celebrate their 20th birthday. But as soon as they stepped into the haunted mansion, they realized they were trapped, and the hot strangers they came to meet were actually monstrous sex demons. These demons were all about feeding on their sexual energies as they helped them hit climax after climax. But at what cost? **** If you're easily aroused, grab a rose. If you're easily spooked, maybe snuggle up with a teddy bear before diving into this twisted tale. The journey ahead will challenge your senses and push boundaries, so brace yourself for an experience that’s as thrilling as it is unsettling. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

My husband was sterile. Necrospermia, they said. His brother was in a coma and had no partner. Their mother wanted me to sleep with both of them and get knocked up with the family's heir. I refused and applied for a divorce. Ninety-nine times. Ninety-nine failures. Then, I put in the hundredth application. When that failed, I agreed to my mother-in-law's request, holding a pregnancy test result. My husband disagreed. That night, he stopped me before I could sleep with his brother. Harshly, he said, "My mother was just testing you. I can't believe you'd get pregnant with the illegitimate child." I was amused and annoyed. "You're the one who said yes, as long as I could get pregnant with your family's heir."

In the second year of my marriage to Jeffery Sadler, he brought a young woman home. When his eyes met mine, Jeffery smiled carelessly and said, "Naomi, perhaps you should try it too." He added, "After all, young and energetic people are truly different." I knew he was only testing me; he had always enjoyed tormenting and toying with me. But what he didn't know was that this time, I was genuinely tempted. Later, as he stared at the fresh scratch marks on the "young person's" waist and abdomen, his eyes blazed red with anger. "Naomi Sloan," he growled, “Who gave you the audacity to actually take this seriously?”

He isn't just a good looking, CEO of the Oberoi Industries, he's breathtaking handsome with green eyes. She loves her sister from another mother. He offers his help. She takes it to break the love triangle. Yuvaan, he's ruthless, cold and vicious. He knows the cruellest ways to torment his enemies. His name is enough to make them shiver. Her innocence couldn't stop him from making her his. He has a simple plan to do his business and to find a way to destroy his enemies in the most barbaric way. One glance at her, makes him feel this pumping machine in his heart and a wave of irresistible feelings. He's the king, Lethal king, The devil of his hell, he's ready to turn his hell into heaven for her.

El never believed that she would become the dreadful brothers sex mate. Now, they will stop at nothing to break her to their will.

Her father sold her to a ruthless Mafia boss, Cassian Gavino. Cassian hated her to the core, he'd forcefully make her watch him and his mistress having sex, he'd beat her whenever he's upset and made sure she starved to sleep on some nights. Then a mistake happened, Cassian was drunk, he forcefully had sex with her and she got pregnant. Getting pregnant worsened her situation. Her pregnancy led to her drastic death, but she was given a second chance at life when she was reborn.

“I, Atlas Maxwell the future Alpha of Blue Zircon pack, reject you Selene Argus Phoebe as my mate and the Luna of Blue Zircon pack.” My heart shattered on that faithful day I got rejected by my mate. Unfortunately I wasn’t broken enough for my mate and that was when the real suffering started, I became my mate’s sex slave. As if that was not enough, he broke my limit when I overheard this conversation. “Using her as sex slave is not enough.” “But Atlas, you’ve rejected her and you’re basically covering her beauty while using her as your sex slave, what more could you want?” Luke asks “Using her to breed omegas.” The statement that crushed what was left inside of me. I packed my bags and left the pack that day not realizing that I was pregnant…..but for who?? Fours years later, I was back but only for one thing; Revenge. But on who? My rejected mate or my babies daddy? Or both?

Note: *This is not a horror story!* --- Olivia Jillian Hunters has it all— beauty, body, brain, money, friends, the perfect boyfriend that every girl wanted, and the haters, of course. But because of a broken heart from knowing that her boyfriend has been cheating on her with Sydney Roswell, her long-time enemy, OJ got into an accident that caused her to be in a coma. She woke up one day and knew that she was not in her body... not even near. She is now a ghost. When OJ overheard that her physical body is living with a machine for life-support and will not go for long, she panicked as she doesn't know how to stop her parents from letting her die. In searching for help, she found herself wandering in the academy and learned that Sydney is the only one who can see and hear her. Will she ever ask for help from the girl who she hates and hates her back even more? #this is a story of love and hate between two girls

WARNING⚠️: CONTAINS MATURED & EXPLICIT CONTENTS. "I didn’t sign up to be just a nanny to your kids and a sex toy to you!” I screamed. “You have no choice, woman!” Sebastian retorted, “I got married to you for these reasons, and you have to fulfill your responsibilities.” “I should be fulfilling my responsibilities as your wife, not a nanny or a sex toy!” I whimpered. He grabbed my hand, his arm wrapping around my waist. “I don’t care what you have to say, but do not miss the next even day, be at my bed!” I felt his hot breath on my face, my legs shook, like they always have under his touch. “What? You can’t even resist my touch, and you talk about being a sex toy?” He grabbed my cheeks and raised my head to meet his intense gaze. “Tell me you don't love being touched by me!” My whole body trembled. How could I tell him that I loved it, but I just didn’t want to be treated like a sex toy? “Speak!” He shouted, and grabbed my shirt, tearing out the buttons. “Stop me, Olivia!” I stood still, I couldn't stop him. He pulled the shirt off and dropped my skirt to the floor, leaving me only with my bra and panties on. He grabbed my waist and his other hand found it's way into my panties. “Stop me now, Olivia!” His finger slid inside of me, and I cried out, shamelessly. “I don’t want you to stop!” I screamed, grabbing his hand and pushing his fingers in and out of me. I felt embarrassed, but I just couldn’t resist his touch. That was all I was to him; a nanny to his kids, and a sex toy to him.

God forbid black and grey-furred werewolves walked amongst the others. As royals, the King and Queen had fur white as snow. The noblemen, their fur was either silver or gold. The commoner’s fur was red or brown. Then there was me, Deonna, fur as black as coal.Marlon Roessler was the most honored nobleman, master of the Roessler family, and the only one capable of competing with the King himself. He spent his life thinking that dark-furred wolves were uncleansed, uneducated, bottomless creatures. I was a dirtball wolf slave, and I was meant to be repulsed by him. Yet his wolf wouldn’t let him be disgusted; his wolf wanted me, as his MATE.God must want to kill me faster to make me his mate, especially we have sex after a drug accident. But after As the weeks went on, it seemed as though my relationship with Marlon has only grown more intense. He came into my room only to have sex again and agian.A dirty black sex slave. That is what I am.Until he said, he was mesmerized by me.