Tape Gagged Mga Nobela at Kwento

But he had to do this. Helplessly, Isabella watched as he removed the bandage and lifted his hand to his lips. Then she watched in silence and horror as his tongue licked gently over the cut, lapping up the blood. She felt a warm tingling feeling on her fingers and noticed that the remaining blood flow stopped instantly. When he closed his mouth, she saw him swallow and inhale sharply. His eyes suddenly locked with hers. “Oh God, your blood tastes good. Like lavender.”

“Oh my goddess—wait, wait, how far along? Are you okay? What do you need? Is Jax being nice? Do you need—” “TEGAN!” Tora cut in, laughing now. “I’m fine. I’m healthy. Jax is… tolerable.” “Hey!” Jax protested. “But yes. I’m serious.” There was a squeal on the other end of the line, followed by some muttered noises like Tegan was celebrating mid-sprint. “But wait…” Tora said, voice innocent. “There’s more.” Jax grinned again, biting back a laugh as Tora leaned back against him with theatrical flair.

by Rihanna. I smile, knowing Camden picked it for me. Approaching the cage, my back begins to sweat. My heart pounding so hard it's all I hear. Nearing the octagon I'm stopped by the UFFL sanctioned Cut man. He's skinny, and bald. His black shirt sporting the UFFL logo, paired with black shorts. He grabs my shoulders positioning me where he wants me. Using his right hand he daps at the black glove containing a glob of Vaseline between his thumb and index finger.

She could feel the chest cavity being filled to the brim, then it all came to an abrupt end after the man slipped a forefinger into her bra. "I think it would be fun to put nipple clamps on your breasts. Get ready. I'll be waiting out front." Abihirt's deep, hoarse voice at least still sounded hoarse before the man actually took a step back. Moreau was transfixed. Blinking a few times to make sense of something that felt cryptic. Information was being given to her in a vague manner. What did Abihirt want when he asked her to prepare? Attaching nipple clamps or something that should be relevant to their conversation. Had Abihirt found the best hiding place for that one desired tattoo?

Reaching around, he gripped my ponytail tightly in one hand and brought his other hand to rest on the back of my neck. “Relax your throat.” I tried to do as he said, but I could feel my gag reflex rearing its ugly head when he slid himself further in. He went in another inch, and I gagged around him. My eyes filled with tears, partly from the reflex, and partly from humiliation.

No pain. His ears were echoing with the words Tae said. "You disgust me..." "Don’t show me your face".. "I didn’t know you were so desperate to fuck your own brother".. He blinked his eyes for once and fell down letting the darkness engulf him. ---- Tabby

She extended her hand, trying to reach Rampage as he pulls her away. "Ready to fire! In 3!" Rampage smiled at her. "2!" "NO! DAD! LET ME GO! KIRK! NO! DON'T FIRE! DON'T FIRE! AAAAHHHHH!!! KIRK! DON'T FIRE!" Rampage's lips tremble but he continued smiling at her as he cry. He mouthed 'I love you' to Agape one more time before closing his eyes, waiting for his time. They said death comes fast. But his feels so slow. Why is that?

Then, his fingers gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him. "You’re awake," he murmured. "Good." Tessa let out a muffled sound, jerking against the restraints. Tamlin chuckled, running his thumb along her bruised cheek. "Still so stubborn." His fingers moved to the knot at the back of her head, loosening the cloth. The gag fell away, damp with her saliva. She coughed, her throat burning. Air rushed into her lungs in shallow, ragged gasps. "You bastard," she rasped.

he growled, his eyes blazing with fury. He walked over to a nearby cabinet, pulling out a roll of duct tape. I tried to struggle, but my body was weak from pain. Theo ripped off a piece of tape, slapping it over my mouth. I tried to scream, but my voice was muffled by the tape. Theo's eyes gleamed with excitement as he looked at me. "Now you'll be quiet," he growled, his voice low and menacing. Theo's eyes roamed over my body, his gaze lingering on the metal clamps attached to my nipples. He smiled, his lips curling up in a cruel smile.