The Man Of Sin: Chapter 8
Date: 5/10/2016,
Categories:
Dark Fantasy
Anal
Ass to mouth
Bi-sexual
Blowjob
Cruelty
Cum Swallowing
Extreme,
First Time
Hardcore
Horror,
Humiliation
Incest
Lesbian
Male / Female Teens,
Non-consensual sex
Oral Sex
Rape
Reluctance
Sado-Masochism,
Slavery,
Threesome
Torture,
Toys,
Violence
Virginity
Young
Author: Sage Of The Forlorn Path, Source: sexstories.com
... could not feel the collar, but she knew it was there. That bind, that link between her and Xavier… How could she break it? How could she free herself? If she could keep her will strong and resist him, would he keep his word and leave her unharmed? Or would his patience run out and eventually he take her violently as he had seen him do with Sophie so many times. But… what would happen if she did give in? Was this all just a big mind game? If she gave in to him, would he just laugh at her feelings, say it was a joke, and enslave her even worse than he had already? Or would he really make her his queen? If he did take over the world, where and what would she be? Would she be some piece of meat in a dungeon, a slave for him to torment and abuse when he got bored? Would she rule the world at his side and share his throne… and his bed? It used to be so easy and simple before. When this started, she saw him as pure evil, a heartless monster holding her hostage, the subject of her most intense hatred. But now, things were so complicated. She had seen a side of him that she didn’t want to see, a human side that extinguished her hatred. Sister Olivia sat in her shower, trying to scrub herself clean of the filth that caked her soul. He would come for her as he had every night. He would come and make her life Hell. What would he do to her tonight? Would he torture her like a prisoner of war? Or would he rape every hole in her body until she was drenched in her blood and his seed? She ...
... felt like she was losing her mind. She could barely eat, teach, or even think. And sleep? She didn’t want to sleep; she’d rather die than sleep. She wanted to tell someone what was going on, but Xavier had forbidden her, and when she even thought of doing it, she could feel that cursed collar activate. Maybe it would be best for her to kill herself. God would understand, right? Summer had arrived, and with it came summer vacation. For two weeks, students from abroad could go home and spend time with their families. For those with no home to go back to, all the schoolwork was optional for extra credit, but the school did everything possible to keep the students busy. Idle hands are the Devil’s playthings. Sophie was standing in the train station with several other students, all boarding trains for different points across Europe. With her was Helena, saying goodbye. “Are you sure I can’t talk you into coming home with me? My parents would love to have you and my little sister really wants to see you again.” Helena sighed with a sad smile and shook her head. “Thank you, but I can’t. Trust me, I’d give my right arm for a real vacation, but I need to do a lot extra credit work and get my grades up. But do give everyone my regards.” The call was given that the train to Paris was boarding, meaning it was time for Sophie to go. Giving her friend a tight hug, she picked up her bag and made her way onto the train. She slumped into her seat, sighing in bliss. Finally, she was away from ...