1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 16


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Drug, Extreme, Hardcore, Male Domination, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

    ribs, her legs, and her arms. By the time he was finished with it, she was hanging limp in her restraints, sobbing quietly, and he was hard again. He held himself back, though, for he wanted his blood-tinged cum to flow over her breasts and down her belly. He got another quirt from the wall, this one with tiny shards of metal attached to the ends of the two falls. The were big enough to draw blood, but small enough not to do any serious damage. He showed it to Dasa, and she whimpered softly. "Twenty lashes," he said simply, and she closed her eyes. He stepped back and brought it down on her left breast. Blood immediately welled up from the small holes the metal left behind, and Dasa tried to scream, but her voice failed her. "One," he grunted, forcing himself not to cum. "The rest are going to be quick, Dasa. I have to cum, but I won't until I am done with you. You may or may not be conscious when I am finished." He counted the strokes in his head as he rapidly brought the quirt down again and again and again, painting her breasts with blood and welts. The last two he made sure landed directly on her nipples, and, sure enough, she had passed out again by the time he was done. He dropped the quirt in the sink and decided he needed to fuck someone, so he left the room. He went up the stairs and was pleased to see Giolla in the living room with Samil. The boy was holding himself up on the couch and scooting around it. Giolla was smiling at the child, but when she saw him, she ...
    instantly ran to him and dropped to her knees at his feet. He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the back of the couch, throwing her over it. She grabbed the fabric tightly, and he wasted no time in slamming his cock into her ass. She screeched, but he only pulled out and slammed back into her. Samil watched him intently, a smile on the little face, and he locked eyes with his son even as he fucked Giolla mercilessly. Fortunately for her, he was not going to last long, and it only took a few minutes before he threw his head back with a roar, erupting into her bowels with a final, vicious thrust. She only whimpered softly. He pulled out of her and spun her around, pushing her to her knees. She didn't need to be told what to do, and she quickly drew him into her mouth, cleaning off his cock. He kept watching his son, and then he heard a noise on the stairs. He looked over and saw Kaneez, her hair damp and hanging down her back. He stepped back from Giolla and twirled his finger at Kaneez. She turned around, and he stepped up to her, moving her hair over her shoulder. The welts and stripes on her back and ass and legs were beautiful, and he traced several, pressing down hard enough to make her gasp. "You are lovely, my..." He frowned and reached around her to cup her breasts. He tried again. "You are lovely, my...my love," he finally managed, and she leaned back into him. He put his mouth at her ear and whispered. "I do love you, Kaneez. I don't know exactly what that ...