The Man Of Sin: The Series - Sex Stories

The Man Of Sin: The Series

... pathetic cum dumpster, a rag for me to wipe off my cock with after I fill you up with my semen.” Both women thought that he would stop then, but the torment continued. For another two hours, he raped her almost nonstop, hammering her with brutal force and ejaculating into her over and over again with reserves beyond the limits of normal humans. Several times, Sophie would give a tearful moan from a forcefully induced orgasm, which would make Xavier give a booming laugh of conquest. The only times he really stopped was to climb up to her face and force his cock into her mouth, making her drink up the mix of his semen and her pussy juice. At last, with an hour before dawn, he climbed up off her. Sophie’s pussy was bruised and battered with a huge puddle of semen beneath her. Her insides had been pumped full of his cum, slowly draining out of her. Her legs were bloody and lined with cuts from the bite of the wires he restrained her with. Her face was red and swollen from all the tears she had cried, her voice hoarse from the hours of screaming. Stretching, Xavier gave one final laugh. “That was fun, I’ll see you both later.” He then snapped his fingers and the wires binding the two girls disappeared. Even while free, Helena couldn’t move. Her body was devoid of strength, as if she were drugged. She and Sophie did nothing but close their eyes and drift to sleep. “Sophie! Sophie! Wake up!” “Huh? What’s going on?” The alarm was ringing, and as soon as she heard it, Helena woke ...

... up and bolted to her friend’s bed. “Are you ok? Are you hurt? Come on, we have to get you to the hospital!” “What are you talking about? I’m fine!” “Fine?! Don’t you remember what happened last night?!” Sophie looked at her, a look of annoyance mixed with a total lack of patience. “Helena, did you have another nightmare?” Helena stared at her, wide eyed. Standing there, she realized that the stitches that had bound her lips together were gone, as well as the threads that had held her to the bed, and even the scars they had worn into her skin. She staggered back, falling onto her bed. “Yeah, I guess I did…” “For the love of God, you need to speak with one of priests and confess something.” “I don’t know if any priest can help me with what I have…” Helena stood in a hallway overlooking the school sports field. She had a free period, while outside Sophie and several other students were running laps in gym class. Nothing Helena had seen since waking up told her that her friend had been harmed in any way, even any signs that she had noticed what Xavier’s flames… had done to her body. Had it really just been a nightmare? Was her fear blurring her sense of reality? “Did you enjoy the show?” The whisper in her ear sent Helena spinning around, finding herself staring at Xavier with that same evil smirk on his face. “So that was real? You really did that to Sophie?!” “Oh, the way I’ve been limping all morning should tell you that. I’m still completely drained.” “You’re pure evil,” she ...