1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 7


    Date: 7/26/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Cruelty, Death, Domination/submission, Extreme, Fisting, Hardcore, Horror, Male Domination, Murder, Slavery, Stockholm Syndrome, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

    debated whether to answer her. Then he mentally berated himself for his cowardice and he bit his bottom lip before quickly saying, "I have never kissed anyone." Her entire face showed her surprise for a moment, and then it crumpled into sorrow. A tear trickled down her cheek, and she raised one hand to his mouth, tracing his lips with her finger. "Never, My Lord? Not even Mo--" She stopped just short of saying the name. He shook his head. "Not even Mother. When I was little, I tried a few times, but each time she slapped me and told me to get away from her." He frowned deeper, an unfamiliar feeling twisting his chest. He tried to step away from Kaneez, but she held onto his arm tightly. She bit her own lip and then softly said, "Can Kaneez kiss My Lord?" He didn't know what to say. He desperately wanted to say yes, but Mother's brutal slaps and vicious words were as fresh in his mind as if they had happened yesterday instead of sixteen years ago. He just stared at Kaneez, fear building in him, until she pulled lightly at his bottom lip. "Please, My Lord?" she whispered, rising up onto her toes. He felt her breath on his lips, and he just nodded, his eyes wide. She smiled and pulled him closer as her lips covered his. He caught his breath as she kissed him, and the twisting in his chest slowly disappeared as her lips caressed his, her hands gripping his biceps and her eyes closed. He couldn't bring himself to kiss her back, though, and she soon stepped back with a frown. "Did My Lord not like it?" He matched her frown. "I...I..." He shook his head and moved away from her. "I have to go." He whirled around and strode to the door, grabbing his jacket and punching in the code quickly. He had the presence of mind to block her view of the pad as he did so, but when it shut behind him, he paced back and forth next to his car before climbing in and flooring it, spitting gravel as he raced toward the main road.
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