The Man Of Sin: The Series - Sex Stories

The Man Of Sin: The Series

... Glowing red lines stretched from the brand, encircling her before all disappearing into her skin. Xavier released Helena and she fell to her knees, but before she could try to crawl away, he outstretched his hand and closed it. From his clenched fingers, a coil of light seemingly materialized, stretching down to her with a glowing ring appearing around her neck. The two lights joined and she gasped as she felt Xavier’s power weigh down on her. She wanted to scream, but couldn’t, as she felt like she was literally at the bottom of the ocean, being crushed from every angle with incomprehensible force. She looked up at him, realizing what he had just done. The coil of light was a leash and the ring around her neck was a collar. He had just made her his property. “You think that by denying me, I’ll just let you go? Oh no, things are not that simple. The moment I set my eyes on you, you lost your freedom. You lost the right to run away or to even die. If you will not be my queen, you will be my slave. Every inch of your body now belongs to me. Your entire existence nothing more than a toy in the palm of my hand. At this very moment, I could rape you with savagery never before seen and there would be nothing you could do to stop me.” He then pulled on her leash, forcing her up onto her knees with her mouth open. He lifted her chin, moving his thumb across her pursed lips. She wanted to pull away, to push him back, but her whole body had gone limp. “But don’t worry, I won’t take ...

... you like that. No, I’ll bend you to my will until you beg me to rip away your virginity.” He inserted his thumb into her mouth and pressed down on her tongue, making her cry out as he again branded her. “There, that will keep you from telling anyone about who I really am. Even if you try to write it down, that seal will stop you.” “I’ll never give in to you,” she hissed with tears streaming down her eyes. “Oh, you will. But please continue to resist, that makes it all the more fun for me.” Chapter 2 Helena woke up with a scream, reaching up to the ceiling as if to grab a lifeline thrown to her. She was back in her bed but looked around fearfully for Xavier, finding only her concerned roommate. “Are you ok?” “Yeah… I’m ok, just a bad dream.” ‘After the day I had, it’s no surprise that I would have some kind of nightmare.’ Seeking comfort, she turned to her bedside table to retrieve her crucifix but did not find it. Had it fallen in the night? She reached under the bed and table but felt only the carpet. But as she continued to lean over, she felt something that made her feel like an ice statue. She had woken up in both bra and panties, so she was certain that the encounter with Xavier had been a dream (considering he had burned them off her), but as she shifted her legs, she could feel the soft cotton pressed to her virgin flower. That’s right… those flames had shaved her like a lamb. She tried to swallow the lump in her throat but something made it difficult, a pressure holding ...