1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 13


    Date: 8/9/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Ass to mouth, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Discipline, Female/Female, Fisting, Hardcore, Horror, Male Domination, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    trembling with passion, the screaming was nonstop, and he was hard again. He put his hand on Kaneez's just as she was about to strike again. "Can you whip her while I fuck you, Kaneez?" he asked as he slid his cock between her thighs. "Can you focus and not cum until I tell you to? Can you do that for me?" "I...I think so, My Lord," she whispered, her body shaking. He grinned although no one could see it. "Keep whipping her and counting, then. If you miss a count or stop counting or cum before I tell you, you will receive the remaining strokes yourself." He bit her earlobe again. "I hope you fail, my mate," he whispered. "I haven't heard your true screams in too long. I so desperately want to hurt you." She sucked in her breath, and he would have bet his entire fortune that it was in anticipation, not fear. He grabbed his dick, bent his knees, and guided it to her cunt. "I know it hasn't been six weeks, but I don't give a fuck. Your pussy is mine now." He wrapped his arm around her waist and slammed into her. She groaned loudly, and he slid in easily, sucking in his own breath at the feel of his mate around him once again. "Continue, Kaneez," he demanded as he slowly slid out of her and pounded back in completely. "Count!" The sound of the whip hitting flesh, Nokara's screech, and Kaneez's barely audible "Sixteen" all combined to make him harder than he had been in a very long time. He set a punishing rhythm, sliding out slowly and slamming back in to the point that Kaneez ...
    was having a hard time standing upright. The whipping slowed, and he almost laughed out loud when he felt Kaneez's walls clench around him. Her entire body tensed, and she almost dropped the whip in her effort to keep from cumming. In the process of doing so, she focused on controlling her body's reactions and forgot to continue the whipping. He slammed into her and held himself deep. His free hand dropped to her clit and flicked it once. She cried out and shuddered, and when he did it again, she almost fell to her knees with the power of her orgasm. He held her up, though, her juices dripping down her thighs and his. She had only gotten to twenty-two strokes before not only stopping but also cumming. He pulled out of her and turned her around. He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her viciously, his tongue tangling with hers, his teeth bloodying her lips. He was still painfully hard, but he could wait a little longer for his release. When he pulled away from her, he stared into her eyes and was pleased to see no fear, no terror, no apprehension. Instead, he saw passion and eagerness and anticipation. "Do you want me to hurt you, my sweet?" She gasped at the endearment and nodded. "Yes, Ahriman. Please hurt Kaneez, My Lord. Please fuck Kaneez again afterwards. Please make Kaneez scream for My Lord!" He kissed her again, almost climaxing from the taste of her blood. "Tell me you love me," he whispered against her lips. "Kaneez loves My Lord." He shook his head and closed ...
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