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I inserted the dildo into my hole and began thrusting it. As I pressed the greatest 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. I knew no one was coming in so I let my voice echo in Travis's room. The smell of the room 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. However, I'm not satisfied yet, but before I can do the next round, I covered my eyes because of the light turning on. Simultaneously hitting the eye of the man I have long admired is the slipping of the dildo from my pussy and its fall to the floor. ************************************* "When you accept to be my BDSM slave, I will erase the sensitive body you feel." Travis Vuk, my unrequited love. Can he truly feel love for me in a domineering relationship, regardless of the fact that we are surrounded by pure sex toys and adult tools?
They have no idea what it's like to have a horrible body. They have no idea how hard it is to scrub your skin until it gets red with agony in order to get rid of your disgust in your body. They will not understand that every caress you receive is nothing more than body heat.
"Hey whore, your pussy is so juicy it won't stop flowing," said a man as his tongue delved into my clitoris 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 who had my hand tied. He forced his dick 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 dick 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 for me is even more tremendous.
"Look how she swallowed my whole dick!" the man laughed, pressing my head further closer to him, his dick 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 I 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! Athena, can you take two cocks? " Inquired the chap who had been licking my pussy earlier. Because I felt like a robot looking up after his query, their laughing grew louder. "Say my dick is huge, and I'll put my fingers on your tight little pussy till you cum," he smacked me on the face using his dick. 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 who had been 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 vagina once 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 dicks that were hitting my lips and cheeks when the leash was unfastened. I licked it backwards after devouring it like a lollipop. I'm currently being held by four men.
I assumed we'd just keep doing it till they ejaculated, but I was mistaken. The man who had earlier bound my hand laid down, and I was seated on his stomach in an instant. It's like I'm a cowgirl. The person who had previously unfastened me, knelt down behind me and caressed my waist. He lifted my hips, and the dick of the man lying entered my pussy. 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 cocks inside me almost met. It's like it's rubbing all over my internal organs. I lower my free hand and rub my clitoris to ease the pain and make the temptation even stronger. While I was doing that, someone pulled my hair. I could no longer recognize the hands and body holding me.
A dick 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 dicks were perhaps as hard as rocks. The first two men walked away. I couldn't see what they looked like since my eyes were unfocused, so one man sat behind me, leaned on the headboard, and pressed me against his body.
"You have just been fucked by my juniors, don't tell me you're tired? That won't do." He took 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 backwards.
"Nghh ...! S-stop ... Please." I said that while watching his dick move inside me. When I lost my energy because of the orgasm, I felt. I almost wanted to just take a rope and hang myself when I saw the camera facing me while my boyfriend was holding it.
"Athena's pussy 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 that mixed in with the filthiness, I was in. Last but not least, the taste of sperm on my cheeks.
The next morning, they were gone. They were not responsible for what they did to me. They made my body "abnormal". Because of what they did ... they turned me into-
Sex Addict.
Chantelle Collins was once living a life of opulence and privilege, with everything she could ever desire within her grasp. She possessed not only remarkable beauty but also an array of talents that set her apart from the rest. However, fate had a different plan in store for her, and her world came crashing down when her family's fortune vanished overnight, leaving them destitute. The weight of her parents' insurmountable debt burdened her, leaving her feeling lost and unsure of how to repay such a colossal amount. The relentless debt collector demanded that she settle every outstanding penny owed by the Collins family. Little did she know that amidst her struggles, her long-lost childhood sweetheart would resurface, bringing with him a glimmer of hope. But unbeknownst to her, his intentions were far from noble, as he aimed to possess her as his own. Jax Rogers, the formidable and tyrannical billionaire behind the Rogers Group, had a hold on Chantelle like no other. Their relationship had been a cruel fairytale, filled with betrayal and manipulation. Despite her best efforts, Chantelle found it impossible to fill the void left by Jax's late wife, yet she remained by his side, determined to make their love work. How long could she endure his oppressive beliefs about love? How far was she willing to go to prove her worth as a replacement wife?
Warning Mature Content! "No one can touch her, every drop of blood that comes out of her will cost of your lives; whether I reject her or keep her by my side, this woman is mine." —Jaxon Knight. They were fierce adversaries who belong to separate packs. Both had been chosen and destined to inherit their throne. Nevertheless, if their story had already been foretold in a prophecy, how could these two Alpha bloods change their chain of events? Veronica Silva, a strong Alpha blood who knew how to stand her ground. However, with the fate intervention, how was she supposed to evade the cruel, cold-blooded Alpha? She swore she wouldn't fall for this vile person, but what would she do if the Moon Goddess insisted that he be her Moon Blessed Mate?
Leah's Point of view I knew he wasn't for me. I'm not a she-wolf nor a high rank that meets his level. Nonetheless, when his family engaged me as his personal doctor, I had a different feeling. I'm Omega, and all the pack I have encountered thinks of me as a low-level threat. Whenever Alphas and Betas want to play and harm, we are their stress relievers. The epicenter of mocking. Nevertheless, I may be the last one to eat, but I'd rather get harmed battling them than receive scratches without doing anything. Amoux's Point of view I admire how she stands on her own two feet, even if she is in a lower rank. But I dislike her every time she leads me — her duty is merely to heal me! I am the future Lycan King, and she must obey me! However, what should I do if one day, I just woke up and started to realize that I was going along with her demands. I won't like her. I won't fall for that Omega! No matter what… I must reject her.
Warning! Mature scene explicit [R+18] When the time I had nowhere to go because I had lost everything, he came. He showed me and made me feel the things I missed early on. He gave me the ones I had never tried and experienced. But the person I thought I could trust completely was just another poison slowly spreading through my body. Someone who did all that to forget the tragedy that befell my sister. How can I resist the love that, in the first place, should not have begun? How can I forgive myself for something I do not know? We have hundred days to pretend that we are a happy couple. But the secret they had kept for so long was revealing.
Zoey Afar has had a long-held affection for her boss. However, she was unwilling to confess this since, first and foremost, they were different in level of life. The second reason she feels "abnormal" is that even a light touch from her stimulates her desire. She has obsessive sexual behavior, sometimes known as hypersexuality condition or sexual addiction. Things become worse when the hot CEO makes her personal BDSM partner.
Warning Matured Content [Rated +18] Randall lifted the veil I was wearing and gently pressed his soft lips against mine. I closed my eyes. “I am so pleased to present the newlyweds, Randall Adams and Winter Harris Adams!” I yearn after I open my eyes. It is just a dream. But that didn't happen because rising my eyes, only the click, the light of the camera, and the applause of the people popped into my depressed eyes. Randall, the handsome billionaire, stands beside me, claiming that we have been a pair of lovers for so long. But I don't recognize him. Because I lost my memory.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."