1. The Man Of Sin: Chapter 5


    Date: 8/14/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Ass to pussy, BDSM, Bi-sexual, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Extreme, First Time, Gothic, Hardcore, Horror, Humiliation, Male/Female, Mind Control, Non-consensual sex, Oral Sex, Rape, Reluctance, School, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Virginity, Author: Sage Of The Forlorn Path, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    of our league.” -----Helena lied in bed, waiting for sleep to come but knowing it wouldn’t. It was almost midnight and the vibrations between her legs had not stopped. The ropes from the other day had disappeared right after dinner, but this was different. Was Xavier punishing her? Was she going to have to go the whole night with her pussy basting itself? She just wished she could touch herself, insert her fingers and break through the final barrier holding her back from cumming. She was clawing at her panties, but she might as well have been trying to scratch through steel. Finally, when 12:00 flashed across her clock, it stopped. She took a deep, shuddering breath, almost crying in relief. Finally she could– -----A hand closed around her wrist, as in the blink of an eye, Xavier appeared in her bed. He was beneath the covers with her, naked with his body pressed to hers. She could feel his erect manhood pressed to her rear and she wanted to scream in revulsion. -----“I couldn’t help but want to see you. It’s been too long since we spent any time together.” -----“Get away from me! Don’t touch me!” -----She thrashed against him, trying to force the Antichrist out of her bed, but he held on tightly. She screamed and fought against him, hoping that someone would hear and come help, but Sophie never even woke up. As usual, Xavier was using his powers to control the movement of sound. For twenty minutes, she pushed against him, trying to break free of his grip, but his hold on ...
    her was like a squid’s. Against all her fear and her rage, her body was weak from the tiring day and her strength at last left her. Panting and drenched in sweat, she tried to hold in her tears while Xavier kissed her shoulder and neck, holding her in the spoon position. -----“I’m serious, I wanted to come see you. After the day you had, I knew you were desperate to have an orgasm, so I thought I would come and take responsibility as your Master.” -----He slid his hands into her panties and began massaging her oiled labia, now sensitive beyond measure. Helena again tried to break free, screaming at the top of her lungs, but in seconds, she was again still. She could only cry silently as he ran his fingers through her. She was so miserable that she couldn’t even describe it, physically ill with frustration, humiliation, anger, and helplessness. But what infuriated her more than anything was how good it felt, every stroke of his fingers feeling like the rays of the spring sun after a brutal winter. Her exhausted body was submitting to him, her mind unable to deny the pleasure he was invoking. In the dark, she blushed from arousal, her tearful sniffs becoming pants of arousal. In the arms of the man she loathed more than anyone on Earth, her back pressed against his chest, she found herself feeling joy, not just physical, but dare she say… emotional. After a minute, Xavier stopped, and Helena had to bite her tongue to stop herself from begging him to keep going. -----“Can you feel ...
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