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

    his eyes. "No, tell me that you love me . Not slave to master but woman to man." She was silent for a long time, and he pulled back to see confusion blanketing her face. "Just once, Kaneez. Just once I need to hear the words, please." Understanding blossomed in her eyes, and she raised one hand to trace his lips, his temple, his cheek, his jaw as she smiled. "I love you, Ahriman." He closed his eyes again and breathed deeply. "Fuck me," he whispered. "Say it again." "I love you." "Again, please." She put her hands on his shoulders and raised up onto her toes to kiss him lightly. "I love you." He wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up. Her legs went around his waist, and he almost blew his load as she wiggled her ass against the tip of his cock. "No one has ever said that to me before," he said, his voice shaking. She kissed him again in response to that, and he walked forward until her back hit Nokara's upraised legs, causing the latter to yelp. He broke the kiss and pulled her legs from him, turning her around to face the platform, still holding her off the floor. "Twenty-eight more strokes, my sweet. Then I will fuck you until you pass out, I promise." "Yes, please, My Lord," she breathed, and he chuckled. "Kneel on the wood," he said, and Kaneez did so, her thighs meeting Nokara's back. "Wrap your arms around her legs." When she complied, he took a hook from the shelf and attached her wrist cuffs together. Then he took a long, thin, black strap and fastened ...
    her legs to Nokara's torso. He put the shorter whip Kaneez had been using in the sink and pulled a bullwhip from the wall. He cracked it in the air once and laughed when Nokara screamed. "Count them out, Kaneez," he said, cracking the whip once more, "or we'll have to start over." "Yes, Ahriman," she whispered, and her body tensed as she waited for the first lash. He made her wait for a while and then stepped to the side and swung the whip, laying it across her back. She screamed loudly as the first welt in months decorated her white skin. The tip of the whip hit Nokara's thigh, and she added her scream to Kaneez's. "Fucking count, Kaneez, or I'll simply whip you until I tire. Trust me when I say you would not like that." "One, Ahriman," she gasped, and he leaned over until he could see her face. It was red, but there were no tears yet. That would quickly change. He struck again, catching her across the back of her thighs and coming in contact with Nokara's ribs. The dual scream almost caused him to climax, but he forced himself to hold off until he could spill his seed inside of his mate, perhaps even impregnating her again. "Two, Ahriman!" she screamed, and he picked up his pace. Each lash hit a new place, raised a new welt, usually drew blood, and wrenched new screams from one or both of his slaves, and by the time he swung for the last time, both were sobbing and gasping for breath. "Twenty-eight, Ahriman," Kaneez whispered raggedly, and he dropped the whip in the sink, He ...
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