1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 18


    Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Ass to mouth, Blowjob, Cruelty, Discipline, Extreme, Hardcore, Horror, Humiliation, Male Domination, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Virginity, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

    for an old man." Ahriman grinned, reached into the car, and smacked his son upside the head. "Watch your tongue, boy. Just remember that this old man can still beat the shit out of you at any time." "Yes, sir," Samil grunted as his own climax approached. Ahriman watched the girl's eyes as she realized what was going to happen. She thrashed her head back and forth, but it wasn't long before Samil bottomed out inside her and filled her with his cum, his hand around her throat tightening slightly. Closing the door and climbing back into the front seat after straightening himself up, Ahriman said, "Remember, my son, don't kill her in here. Loosen your grip, or she'll die." "Yes, sir," Samil panted and released her throat. He sat up on her legs, and she stared at him. "Why are you doing this?" Samil balled up his fist and punched her, splitting her cheek open. Drops of blood splattered on the black leather seat, and he grimaced. "Now look what you made me do! I told you not to speak! I promise you that I will not be the one cleaning this car. That will be your first job as my slave when we get home. Until then, I'm going to fuck you until you have no virgin holes left." The girl just whimpered. Ahriman glanced in the mirror as he pulled back onto the main road. Samil had flipped the girl over onto her stomach and had her hips in his hands. His young cock was already hard again, and he had it in hand and was aiming it at her asshole. "Without lube, son, that's going to burn like ...
    shit. Eventually, her blood will ease the way, but until then, it's going to hurt." "Fuck!" Samil cried, and Ahriman laughed before reaching in the glovebox. He withdrew a bottle and tossed it to his son. "Never say I didn't do anything for you, boy." Samil just grinned and slathered the slimy lube on his cock. Then he grabbed the girl's hips again and placed the head at her back entrance. "Please scream," he said quietly, and Ahriman heard the hunger in his voice. He watched the mirror more than the road, and when Samil pressed forward, stretching her out, the girl's scream reverberated throughout the car, and Ahriman groaned, drinking it in. His son slowly slid into the girl's rectum until he was balls deep, and by that time, she was almost unconscious. When he pulled out and slammed back in, she passed out. "Going to wait until she wakes up, Samil?" "No, sir," he answered, pounding the girl's ass. "I don't give a fuck if she's awake or not. Either way, she'll feel it when she does wake up. She'll remember I was here." Ahriman smiled and concentrated on driving. In the hours it took to get home, Samil fucked the girl three more times, each time lasting longer. He had the girl clean her shit of his cock when she did finally wake up, and then he had fucked her throat until she was about to throw up. That's when he held himself deep and wrapped both hands around her throat. "Keep it down, bitch! Personally, I'd enjoy making you vomit with my cock, but my father wouldn't like it ...
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