Romans & histoires Sadistically

The sharper one could give me quick and clean-cut but if he wants to prolong the pain being the masochist that he is, I could also give him that. Well, look at me getting sappy over useless things. “Do you want the blunt one?” I inquired raising a brow, not that he can see it by the way. His only answer was a gurgling noise. “Okay, that’s fine with me. The louder you scream the better. It would make my job a little less tiring and a lot more fun and entertaining.” I pick up the knife before slowly advancing to his spot. His eyes widen a fraction as he silently begs for his life and his brother. I touched the cold metal on the base of his arm menacingly. He flinched at the contact while a ful

Everything was perfectly kept. But even perfection has small flaws. Even when you're in control, you can still feel a deep wanting. It was one of those nights when I couldn't sleep that led me to search online. I looked at websites with names that sounded like secrets whispered in quiet, forgotten places. That's when I saw him. He wasn't advertised as a person, but as a "Perfect Companion." The ad said he was a Succubus, but the word didn't scare me. It promised he was handsome, loyal, and would meet all emotional needs. No returns or exchanges were allowed.

The sadistic bastard in me thrived in each movement with which we sliced through while slaughtering Wengarthrians. Call me perverse, call me sick, I don’t care. I craved their demise and misery. Most of them, if not all of them, were aware of Minthe’s torture. And none of them lifted a finger to stop it. My revenge will be epic and brutal. I crave to crush every inch of Wengarthria to crumbs. Every fucking creature that lives here is going to cease to exist. And I will not make it quick for them. Their screams, death and despair are feeding the sadistic animal, the beastly part of me who craved their misery. I am not going to be sated until there is a living soul in here. That became my miss

DAMON POV I didn’t know if I should be relieved she was talking again—or fucking terrified by the way she was talking. The drug didn’t knock her out. No. It did something worse. It cracked her wide open. Sadie was back—but not the version I’d gotten used to. Not the polished, wary, too-careful girl who guarded every inch of herself like letting me in meant bleeding out. No. This was feisty and seductive Sadie. The Sadie who didn’t give a damn what people thought. Reckless. Sharp-tongued. Wild-eyed like she was dragging ghosts behind her and daring the world to say something about it.

“Sir.” “A black girl, with round ass, full boobs, edible lips and those cat eyes of yours makes me want to eat you, I've got to admit.. your voice sounds better than a lot of anime characters, those tiny waists would look nice on a wet bed sheet filled with cum.” he took a deep breath while describing me in a way i would say is inappropriate. “I would love to pull your hair while hitting you from behind while your tiny voice squeaks in the name of moaning.”

I am insane, literally. ----

His expression was clear. I was finally getting the hang of things around here. “Aster,” He called out. The man in the screen looked up immediately. The feeling dawned on me that Sedar didn't necessarily watch sex for the fun of it. There was definitely no fun in it and his face showed no emotion what so ever. No, he was a man that derived pleasure in controlling people in the most dreadful way possible. He derived pleasure from making others go against their will with their own hands. He was dangerous….

"It's a little bitter. How about I sweeten you up? Honey or syrup?" Liam's heart starts to beat faster, his face red, his lips red with a little blood from his biting and sexy moans from him as Adrastos groans to his passionate sucking of Liam on places he could sink his teeth. "His not talking so let's go with syrup." Adrastos suggests as his breath hitches making Satanika nod then Adrastos summons a bottle of syrup. Satanika takes the syrup, stands and pours the syrup from his neck to his dick which spills to his legs.

Me. "Get Sophia out of here and make sure she doesn't try and escape, a single sound out her mouth, don't hesitate to do whatever you can to shut her up." He stared at Casper and eye patch, seriousness clear in his tone, did he just give Casper the green light to hit me, or worse, eye patch? I felt sad for this man, he was all alone in this big dark world and felt the best way to find companionship was to kidnap an innocent human being. He was fighting a losing battle and somewhere deep inside that twisted mind of his he knew it too.

“Just shut up! I need to think of something.” “You should take this as a warning if you don’t wanna end up like her.” Sadie moved away from her seat and squatted in front of Hazel. “You bitch,” she grabbed her jaw and turned her face roughly. “Then you should know that I’m Sadie, I always get what I want and not even Wesley can stop me.” She pushed her face away with her right hand and grabbed the hair stretcher unplugged it and whacked her over the face giving her a burn on the face.