1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 15


    Date: 8/16/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Cum Swallowing, Death, Extreme, Fisting, Horror, Male Domination, Slavery, Snuff, Stockholm Syndrome, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    hands and covered his with hers. He thought for a moment she would pull his away, but instead, she squeezed lightly. He chuckled and dipped his head to whisper in her ear, "I'll take that as a yes." He'd had enough practice with Kaneez to know how to make Giolla climax without causing her pain, although he would get nothing out of it himself. That was fine, though. He was in an excellent mood, and he felt that Giolla had earned some pleasure. He was sated, Chernobog was almost satisfied—the bitch just had to die now—and Giolla had truly pleased him. He kept one hand on her breasts, gently flicking her nipples one after the other, and trailed his fingers down her belly to her clit. It was still swollen from his prior abuse, but this time, he grasped it between his thumb and finger and slowly rolled it around. The groan that came from his pet was exquisite, and she started trembling again. When he slid his other three fingers into her cunt and began slowly pumping them in and out of her, she dropped her hands to his thighs and clutched him. "Don't bruise me, my pet," he said in her ear, trailing his tongue around the outside of it. She instantly loosened her grip, and he continued finger fucking her and alternating between tweaking her nipples and cupping her breasts while firmly but tenderly kneading them. It didn't take long before he felt her walls tighten around his fingers, and he gently nipped her earlobe. "Cum for me, Giolla! Give me your pleasure instead of your ...
    pain!" As if his words truly commanded her body, she rose to the top of her climax with a shudder and fell over the edge with a squeal. Her juices flooded his hand, but he continued his motions. He moved his index finger inside her and used his thumb to circle her clit. "Another, my pet. Give me another." He made his fingers into a point and fucked her with them until she once again clamped down on them, and this time, as her orgasm flowed through her, she screamed in ecstasy. He kept his fingers in motion, even when she stopped spasming. "A third, Giolla? Shall I make you cum a third time? Shall I make you cum until you pass out from pleasure? I can, and it would be like nothing else you have ever felt before." Her head had fallen onto his shoulder, and she shook it wearily, her eyes closed. He laughed softly and stopped his motions. When his fingers slid from her sopping cunt, she slowly turned around and knelt between his feet. Then, to his total shock, she took his right hand, the one that had been buried in her cunt, in both of hers and planted a kiss on the back of it. She backed up and stretched out flat on the floor and started placing kisses on his bloody feet, alternating between both of them until he stood up and pulled her to her feet. "Enough. It is time to get cleaned up." She nodded and glanced at the mass of muscle and tendons and blood hanging from the ceiling before turning back to him with fear in her eyes. "Are you scared of that, my pet?" She nodded, tears ...