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School RapeVII A Demon's WorldSchool Rape VII
A Demon's World
Norak sighed and loosened his grip on the girl, but could not bring himself to release her for fear that she would try to run. Humans always had a hard time dealing with his kind. Countless of religions made them appear to be bad creatures, that all they did was rape, pillage, and destroy what the humans believe is good and decent. He couldn't remember how many of his people had been killed in cold blood just because of what they were. He had lost count a long time ago. But all of that was going to change, with the help of the girl in his arms, though more than likely she was going to be unwilling to help him with his plan. He looked at the rest of the boys in the room, letting his voice grow cold again "Disappear." They ran from the room, leaving him and the girl alone in the dark.
Marie starred at the place where Eric had once been. She couldn't bring herself to care about the fact that he got sucked into a black hole and ended up god knows where. Did
Vampire Slave I The ClubShe could feel how wet she had become. Her body was begging her to give it release. She didnt know how much more her torture she could take. Watching the beautiful man on stage dance and act like he was fucking a chair was horrible to the body. Her imagination just kept putting her into that seat. That he was fucking her, and not just air. She whimpered a bit and looked around at the rest of the room. They all seemed to be having the same problem.
The other ladies who had come to watch the show were all now transfixed and a few were fidgeting in their chairs trying to relieve the ache, they no doubt felt. She sighed helplessly and got up to leave. Only to have a hand put on her shoulder, and push her back into her chair roughly.
You dont want to leave. A male voice whispered to her low and haughtily next to her ear. Look at him, hes watching you. Youre the one he wants. Only you.
The voice kept her enthralled, made her believe that he was
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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