1. The Man Of Sin: The Series


    Date: 6/27/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Rape, Romance, Author: Sage Of The Forlorn Path, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    students had already left, but with only a study hall after this, Helena was allowing herself to enjoy the shower and thoroughly wash off the chlorine. “Hey!” Helena turned around and Daphne slammed her against the wall, squeezing her breast brutally hard. She cried out in pain and tried to push Daphne off her, both girls naked. “Ah! What the hell are you doing?!” “Stay away from Xavier, you bitch! He’s mine!” Helena’s eyes widened. “What did you just say?” “I’m going to be his queen, not you! I’ll show you what happens when you get in my way! If Xavier hasn’t popped your cherry, I’ll break you in for him!” Daphne began working her fingers into Helena, and at that moment, every cell in her body seemed to line up, making her feel like she was made of Kevlar. “Don’t you dare touch me! Don’t you ever touch me!” Pulling back her arm, she punched Daphne in the face as hard as she could, sending her sprawling back with a broken nose. Pushing off against the wall, Helena hurled herself at her long-time nemesis and began beating her wildly with her fists. Hitting the opposing wall of the shower room, Daphne ducked to the side to dodge Helena’s punch. Helena stood over her, cracking her knuckles. “Of all the girls in this school to pick a fight with, you picked the wrong one.” Daphne’s eyes became black with unholy energy. “Right back at you.” She tackled Helena, knocking her to the slippery ground and sitting on top of her. Helena shifted her head to the side, barely dodging a ...
    downward punch. Daphne’s fist smashed the concrete floor like it was Styrofoam. ‘Oh my god, she’s not human! What did Xavier do to make her like this?!’ Grabbing her arm, she pushed against her elbow to force Daphne to roll off to the side. Getting to her feet, Helena spun around on the slick floor and delivered a kick to Daphne’s jaw, sending her staggering out of the shower and crashing one of the benches. She slowly got to her feet, her body rippling as the dark power began to destabilize from her rage. Her face contorted, her teeth becoming like needles and her cheeks disappearing. She sent her arm rocketing towards Helena, the limb stretching like rubber with claws at the tips of her fingers. Helena ducked out of the way, gaining a large cut across the shoulder but otherwise avoiding damage. With blood running down her chest, she bolted up and charged for Daphne. Any normal human would run or be utterly petrified, but Helena was too pissed off to feel anything but the ravenous desire to beat her opponent. She had known since the night Xavier enslaved her that she would have to fight a battle like this someday, so there was no point in feeling fear. Her mind had become as focused as a laser, blocking out the pain in her shoulder and the absence of her clothes. She saw only openings in Daphne’s transforming body and variables in the locker room: slippery floors, hard lockers, and benches occupying to floor. “You’re not Xavier, but you’ll do! I’ll purge this school of your unholy ...