1. The Man Of Sin: Chapter X


    Date: 11/4/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: Sage Of The Forlorn Path, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

    gave a bitter laugh, her face wet with both rain and tears. “How fitting would it be if you ended up my father? What a cliché twist of fate. Seventeen years ago, a scumbag like you screwed my mother and I was born, the granddaughter of Satan.” She looked back at the house, hearing a woman moaning inside. “When she wasn’t on her back for money, she was bringing home a new boyfriend every week. Each of them was worse than the last. They would yell at me, they would hit me, they would throw things at me… And sometimes, they would climb into my bed at night and touch me, just like you. That was how I learned to fight, to keep back the pedophiles looking for a cute little girl to deflower. Why do you think I hated men so much? Every man I had ever met was either a loser or a monster. Then, one day, I saw missionaries at the local church handing out pamphlets for Rosewood University. It was my chance to escape from hell and I took it. Tuition is free if you tell them that you’re an orphan. Considering the clothes I was wearing, they didn’t even question me. They took me with them and I got to leave this wretched country behind and bask in the warmth of Rome. I never wanted to come back here. I burned every bridge and severed every link connecting me to this godforsaken house. Then you came along and I got to experience hell all over again.” She gave another laugh, but stopped dead when she heard him speak. “I’m sorry.” She spun around, a wild look to her eye. Had he… just ...
    apologized? The look on his face was of true regret, an expression she never thought she would see on him. “If I had known what you’ve been through, I never would have tormented you like this. I wasn’t trying to hurt you or remind you of your past. I just wanted you to open up. I’m sorry… for everything.” She tackled him, unable to knock him off his feet but beating him wildly with her fists. “Shut up! Don’t you dare apologize! You think that saying you’re sorry will make it all ok?! You think a few pretty words can make up for everything you’ve done to me?! Don’t you do this to me! Don’t you dare do this to me!” She leaned against him, sobbing uncontrollably. “Helena…” “Don’t you dare apologize. Don’t try to be nice. Please, anything but that. Humiliate me, rape someone in front of me, kill people, anything! Be cruel! Be evil! Just please don’t be nice to me!” She looked up at him, pressed to his chest with her heart overflowing with emotions. “Please don’t make it so hard for me to hate you! I want to hate you so much, just like I used you. But every time you make me smile, every time you make me laugh, all the bad moments disappear. I don’t know what to do!” Xavier embraced her, holding her tightly with their inches faces apart. “Helena, stop thinking about what you’re supposed to do. Stop thinking about what you’re told to do. Stop thinking about what the world has taught you is right and moral. Join me or reject me, I don’t care anymore. I just want you to finally be free. Do ...