Smut Adalah Novels & Stories

“Do you know what these are for?..... He asked me. I nooded, “BD’SM. I want this.” He stared at me for some seconds before he finally ordered and said “I want you to say your safe word” loud enough so we all know what it is. My lips parted immediately. “Red.” That's my safe word. Okay then if it gets too much, use it at once. If you use it twice, everything stops. Understood. “He asked.” “Yes,” I whispered. He didn't blink. “Say it.”

Her cunt was swollen and glistening, a thick string of arousal already leaking down to her ass. “Look how fucking wet you are,” Yusuf muttered, sliding two thick fingers inside her easily. Fatima cried out, her walls clenching greedily around his digits. “I’m always this wet when I think about haram cock,” she gasped, riding his fingers shamelessly. “Please… I need your dick. I’ve been dying to suck it.”

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll