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Warning:18+ONLY/BDSM ************************************ I inserted the dildo into my hole and began thrusting it. As I pressed it with the most fantastic vibration, one of my hands gripped the chair's top for support. "Ngh!" I couldn't help but move my hips and let out moans because I was the only person in the office, and I knew no one was coming in, so I let my voice echo in Brandon's room. The room's smell adds to my wetness because it smells of his perfume. "Ahh!" I didn't know how to bend my toes when I reached the end. I cum too fast, so perhaps I still haven't done enough. However, before I could do the next round, I covered my eyes because the light turned on. Simultaneously, the light hitting my eyes was the look of the man I had long admired. At the same time--- the dildo slipped out from my pussy, and it fell to the floor. Amanda Scott is essentially the perfect person for them-aspirant, trustworthy, and rarely easily distracted by small matters. That is where they go wrong. Despite her kind face and angelic demeanor, people are unaware that she is a sex addict who does nothing except satisfying her body's desire. "I will eliminate the sensitive body you feel once you agree to be my BDSM slave." Brandon Vuk is the person I love and could never get. Despite my past, our connection is based solely on sex toys and adult tools. Will he accept me as I am? Can he truly love me the way I do? Or is our relationship limited just to BDSM partners?
WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! IT CAN TRIGGER PAST TRAUMAS OR MIGHT HATE DARK SCENES SUCH AS RAPE SCENES!
They have no idea what it's like to have a horrible body. People have no idea how hard it is to scrub your skin until it gets red with agony to eliminate your disgust in your body. They will not understand that every caress you receive is nothing more than body heat.
"Hey whore, your p*ssy is so juicy it won't stop flowing," said a man as his tongue delved into my clit while keeping my foot from moving as one of his friends tied my wrist behind me.
I'm now seated in a room with a variety of males. Because of the drugs that had been put into me, my head was floundering. I can't remember how I got here, and I can't remember whose body I was in. Instead of rejecting what these monsters were doing, I seemed to be enjoying what they were doing to me.
"You don't know how to use your mouth?" Mockery of the man with my hand tied. He forced his d*ck into my mouth, and all I could do was play with it with my tongue. "Let me try that tight throat of yours," he giggled, pushing my head closer to him till his d*ck reached my neck.
I'm completely engrossed in what they're doing. My eyes wanted to cry, but they couldn't. The temptation they provide to me is even more tremendous.
"Look how she swallowed my whole d*ck!" The man laughed, pressing my head closer to him, his c*ck scratching even more from my throat.
The man who was earlier toying with my clitoris is now standing on the bed, next to the man who is still laughing. My eyes longed to close but couldn't because their diabolical laughter filled my ears. When I moved my head to the front, I noticed three other guys staring at me, and it crushed my heart to see my lover sitting on the single-seated sofa, beaming like a king, as he gladly observed me.
"Oh! That's hot! Amanda, can you take two c*cks?" Inquired the chap who had been licking my v*gina earlier. Because I felt like a robot looking up after his query, their laughing grew louder. "Say my d*ck is huge, and I'll put my fingers on your tight little p*ssy till you cum," he smacked me on the face using his d*ck. It was like music to my ears when he uttered it. Despite my heart's denial, my head had been thoroughly poisoned by pharmaceuticals.
Two of the three males observing me earlier had already approached me. My boyfriend was the only one remaining in that position. The 23-year-old man most likely walked behind me to untie the rope that was tied to my hand behind me. The second one stepped in front of my v*gina again, opening my legs as if they were about to be torn apart by the enormous magnitude of his entrance.
I felt like a ravenous beast when I took the two d*cks hitting my lips and cheeks when the leash was unfastened. I licked it backward after devouring it like a lollipop. Four men are currently holding me.
I assumed we'd keep doing it until they ejaculated, but I was mistaken. The man who had earlier bound my hand laid down, and I sat on his stomach instantly. It's like I'm a cowgirl. The person who had previously unfastened me knelt behind me and caressed my waist. He lifted my hips, and the dick of the man lying entered my p*ssy. The man behind me took a position to push his "weapon" into my butthole.
"Aahh...!" I couldn't stop the loud growl as the two c*cks inside me almost met. It's like it's rubbing all over my internal organs. I lower my free hand and rub my clit to ease the pain and intensify the temptation. While I was doing that, someone pulled my hair. I could no longer recognize the hands and body holding me.
A d*ck pushed in my mouth while someone yanked my hair. I'm not sure where to direct my attention. Because of the mingled body heat, the saliva on the side of my lip is already dripping.
When those two guys who had double penetrated me came to rest, the two men who looked to be waiting for the finish of the prior already had lusty eyes. Their d*cks were perhaps as hard as rocks. The first two men walked away. I couldn't see their appearance since my eyes were unfocused, so one man sat behind me, leaned on the headboard, and pressed me against his body.
"You have just fucked by my juniors, don't tell me you're tired? That won't do." He brought his mouth close to mine, bit the top of my ear then whispered that only the two of us could hear. "You need to make me cum, and I will shoot it inside you until I can make you pregnant."
All my body hair stood on end. My neck is already red with humiliation. He picked me up and sat me on his lap. The next thing I knew, his cock was inside my butthole while we were in the position of cowgirl backward.
"Nghh! S-stop, please," I say while watching his dick move inside me. When I lost my energy because of the orgasm I felt. I almost wanted to take a rope and hang myself when I saw the camera facing me while my boyfriend was holding it.
"Amanda's p*ssy is very tight. I cum so much." He remarked about letting me go.
I couldn't hear anything till I gently drew my eyes away, exhausted from what they'd done to me. If it hadn't been for the scent of cigarettes mixed in with the filthiness, I wouldn't open my eyes. Last but not least, the taste of sperm on my cheeks.
The following day, they were gone; they were not responsible for what they did to me. They made my body "abnormal." Because of what they did ... they turn me into-
Sex Addict.
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After spending a night with a strange man on the day before her wedding, Arianna left the country to start her life afresh. The 22-year-old Arianna Jason lived her life pleasing those she loved the most, without knowing that she was simply a prey being nurtured for the day of her ruin. Her life has tasted the butter pill of betrayal. She wants to give back to the world what she's got but how can she change her good, innocent personality to fit into a cruel society and world? Can her sweet nature be contaminated, or will she make it through, paddling on the right path?
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"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."