Forced Fisting の小説・ストーリー

“I’m open to just about anything. I’ve never tried anal, but I’m not against it. I really liked the scenes in 50 Shades of Grey where the woman got tied up. That seems like it’d be really hot. I don’t know. What else is there?” My hips began to slowly thrust as my need began to grow. “There are a lot of other things. There’s various types of pain, sensory deprivation where I take away your sight with a blindfold or put earplugs in, there’s playing with other people, and there’s fisting to name just a few of the possibilities. How do those sound to you?” “Everything sounds really good to me, except the fisting stuff. That’s not okay. I don’t want a loose pussy, and I definitely don’t want a l

Muffled cries leaked through the zipper. I switched to a thinner, meaner flogger for sting. The tips snapped across her inner thighs, dangerously close to her dripping pussy. She jerked hard, the suspension rig creaking. Her mouth hung open and I shoved my cock inside, fucking her face while I continued flogging her ass. Her throat convulsed around me, drool already spilling.

"That's bullshit... get off... I want to go back..." But the man in front of me grabbed my resisting wrist again, and the fingers in my vagina started thrusting fast once more.

I tried furiously to get away from him, but he simply snatched my wrist and pin and placed it over my shoulder, then retrieved a handcuff from his pocket and put it to me. He is really strong, and his wide palm simply captures my other hand, as well as handcuffing both of my wrists. His hand slowly caresses my thigh and his other hand is cupping my breast. “Why are you doing this to me? please stop…” I sobbed shakingly and tried to pull my wrist but was handcuffed at the feet of the chair. He cupped my face and his lips suddenly touched my trembling lips, he kissed me in slow-motion and his tongue was playing with my tongue. While he was kissing me, I began to close my eyes and he tore my dr

Kristen interrupted him with a strong punch and then lifted his head by his hair forcefully "Shut up" He added, staring at him sharply, "I won't do anything to you this time, but I'll just give you a lesson for what's to come, you filthy." He said it then pushed the chair with his leg to fall and then Kristen climbed on it and started punching him like crazy He paused to take a breath and said, "You'll forget about it and you'll never think about it again. It's not like your other toys, Carlos." "H..okay but just let me go"

However, It was unrestricted anywhere else. The stronger one was, the stronger it would become until it completely wiped them out. Gritting his teeth, Felix slapped himself across the face. He glanced at the gatekeeper, who was still watching with a smug, amused expression. Then, he turned back to the people in front of him. Instantly, his rage surged to the max, hitting a full 100 on the meter. Without warning, Felix drove his fist into Nerissa's belly. She doubled over in pain, her face twisted in shock.

"it is not mine. I am not pregnant" "then how it come to your toilet dustbin, for God sake how could you do that to me. I want to start a new with you. But you just ruin it. You know i did not touch a women when I became committed to you. I became so desperate when I saw you in that nighty but I control myself and you how could you do that. " " I am not pregnant. I am telling that again " " then tell me who's it belongs? I don't have another wife. it shows positive fucking positive. " he is screaming so loud.

Even though he had been poisoned and his face had been disfigured, his gaze was still vicious and resentful. "You bitch… I'm going to kill you and chop you up into bits!" I shook my head. "You're still going to be stubborn about it, I see." I knew that I had to strike while the iron was hot. So, I raised the steak knife in the air and was deft with my movements as I severed the tendons in his hands and feet. With just four stabs, Felix fell to the ground in a heap and couldn't get up anymore. His limbs twitched nonstop, but he couldn't move otherwise.

The intensity ramped up with womb-focused torment. The men took turns pressing firmly on our bellies while fucking us, forcing the cum to squirt out around their cocks in creamy gushes. I was made to push, bearing down until my pregnant pussy prolapsed again, the pink rosebud blooming outward around my father’s thrusting shaft. Victor immediately began fucking the prolapsed flesh directly, stretching it further while slapping my swollen clit.