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Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 11
Date: 8/2/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Drug, Enema, Extreme, First Time, Horror, Male Domination, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Virginity, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com
though," she said, stepping back smoothly. "So they don't worry about me." "Go ahead," he said. "I'll wait by your table." He walked to the table, which was now empty, and watched her as she maneuvered around the dancers and said something to one of the female others. The latter's eyes widened in surprise and looked over at him, and then she smiled brightly, answering his other with a nod and a kiss to her cheek. His other came back to the table and picked up a small black purse. "Shall we?" she asked, and he held out his left hand. He kept his right hand in his jacket pocket, fisted around the packet of Devil's Breath he had put there. She took his hand, and as they walked to the front door of the club, he carefully opened the packet without letting her see what he was doing. The bouncer at the door held the door open for them, and he led her outside. He had parked on the edge of the lot again, and when she saw his Ferrari, she gave the typical response, exclaiming what a beautiful car it was, was it really his, blah, blah, blah. He smiled as he unlocked her door, but instead of opening it right away, he glanced around the lot, and, seeing no one, he pulled his right hand out of his pocket, opened It, and blew the Devil's Breath into her face. She gasped and took a step back, but he grabbed her arm and opened the door. She struggled to get away from him, but he squeezed her arm hard and pulled her close, just as they had been when they were dancing. This time, however, ...