1. Painless Love Chapter 3


    Date: 4/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    it on me yourself.” He stroked at me, and I tumbled down dead at those excruciating lashes and scourges of his. If it were not for Mirth, I would not have resurrected anew. I would not have been back from the dead, to die not once more this time around. Mirth took me, Mirth lives in me, Mirth fights for me……………………… What do you feel, Tori? Pain! Deep and cureless pain! You are wrong. That thing which you are calling pain can actually be cured. I will cure it for you………all in promise of one thing. Which is? You let me fight for you. Charles thinks he will tramp and stamp you as he feels like. He won’t anymore. I will change you into something that he puzzles at and doesn’t even understand without encountering a headache or total incomprehension to resolve. You will become unpredictable. He will not know what to expect and also not expect from you. You will be all things mysterious and unreadable. You will sting them—them? Yes them, Tori, but not all of them—tremendously, but in a very not-direct and bothersome way. He will not tramp on Mirth! So I let Mirth take control. What about Pearl Genius? That is not your problem, Tori. I know how to sort things out for the two of us. Just trust me, will you please? Charles might be seated there with her. I don’t care anymore. I have a life of my own and achievements of my own far much important. They are in love? I still don’t care. I didn’t know that I would come to be this………from just being a piece of trash transformed into ...
    something exceedingly glorious and resplendent. This is what I did. I took my broken, shattered pieces and swore never to give them back to him once polished and perfected up. I have for all eternity lost him and he has for time without an ending lost me too. We won’t ever belong to each other—we will always be in this dystopia and ugly state of ours………only destiny shall reveal what the fate of each one of us is rightfully going to be. This is what Mirth told him (Charles especially): Spit at me. Strike your deadliest curse at me. It shall not ever prevail. I will not always be this filthy and despicable. You broke and shattered me, but see how quickly resolving and mending up I am coming to be. You are going to look at me all over again and say that that is not what you in the past broke and shattered—or is it exactly? No. It can’t be this cleanly beautiful and sparkling-up anymore. It shall be mine yet again. But then it will not—ever. Now it already belongs to someone else somewhere, somewhere you can’t have or take it back. Mirth won’t ever let you wield and possess it again. You will at that time realize that it now is all too beautiful and deep down in the heart desirable all thanks to you. If you hadn’t broke and shattered me, I would not have been this put back together and patched quickly up so amazingly breathless and beautifully. Thank you for making Mirth to be what Tori is just about now to be! “She looks like she has it all, doesn’t she?” Courtney asks me in another ...
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