1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 14


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Ass to mouth, Authoritarian, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Discipline, Extreme, Fisting, Hardcore, Horror, Male Domination, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 72.7, Source: sexstories.com

    When he came back downstairs after making sure Kaneez was comfortable, he had several supplies with him including gauze, more rubbing alcohol, and hydrogen peroxide. As he walked down the steps, he was surprised to see Giolla kneeling at the foot of the stairs, trembling. The dildo was still strapped inside her, and he was happy to see that she hadn't disobeyed him by taking it out without permission. He stopped in front of her and pulled her to her feet. She was crying, and he tilted her chin up. "What is wrong? Are you that uncomfortable?" She shook her head, and he felt a sudden chill flow through him. "Where is Samil?" She raised a shaking hand and pointed up the stairs, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't even thought to check to see if his son was asleep in his room. "Then why are you crying, Giolla?" Her hand moved hesitantly toward his bandaged fingers. He didn't stop her, and she wrapped her small hand around his much larger palm and looked up at him, tears dripping off her chin. "Giolla is crying because My Lord is hurt." Kaneez's voice drifted down the stairs. "Is that true, Giolla? Is that what caused your tears?" Giolla nodded miserably, and he reached out his uninjured right hand to her. She flinched, but he only ran it down her hair softly before using his fingers to dry her face. "Don't cry for me, Giolla. This is nothing to worry about." He gave her a smile, and she blushed fiercely as she dropped to her knees. He continued to caress her hair as he ...
    looked up at Kaneez. "You are supposed to be in bed, my sweet," he said with a frown. "Yes, Ahriman," she answered, but she paused as she turned toward the bedroom. "Did Nokara injure My Lord?" He growled deep in his chest, and Giolla whimpered. He stepped closer to her and held her head against his thigh as he petted her. "Yes," he snarled, "and she will pay for it in blood and pain." Kaneez turned back to him. "May Kaneez watch My Lord work, please?" His eyebrows rose. "You wish to?" "Yes, Ahriman." Her eyes glowed with lust and desire, and he grinned. "Very well, but when I tell you to, you go to bed." She returned the grin. "Yes, Ahriman." He pulled Giolla to her feet again. "You will take care of Samil. Make something for supper that will take at least two hours to cook and that can wait longer if necessary." Giolla nodded, and he smiled at her, bringing forth another blush and a tiny smile in return. "Good girl." He held out his hand toward the basement stairs, and Kaneez walked down both flights. He followed her without a word, his anger growing with every step he took. His entire left arm throbbed with sharp bolts of pain that started in his fingers and ended in his shoulder and chest. He let the pain feed the anger, and by the time Kaneez opened the bitch's door, he knew that Nokara might not survive the night. He pointed to a bench, and Kaneez immediately sat down on it and folded her hands in her lap. He glared at her, the fury within him rising to the surface. "You ...
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