Sultan:Her wanted husband (18+)
17 parts Ongoing Mature"Please, gentle...it pains," she cried. Sultan, not the least bit moved by her pleas, continued his relentless assault. He pistoned in and out of her, mercilessly tearing apart her innocence.With each brutal thrust, Mishti felt as if her very soul was shattering.She bit her lip to keep from screaming, her body rigid with pain.
Sultan, fueled by his own twisted desires, did not pause.He forced himself deeper inside her, as if trying to burrow beneath her skin.Mishti's body was slick with sweat, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she desperately tried to endure the excruciating violation.She allowed him to shatter her. Enduring the excruciating agony that pierced her being, she stifled her cries.At last, he was satisfied. He pulled out of her with a groan, leaving her lying broken and frozen in his bed. Her body was a canvas of pain, her virginity stolen from her in the most brutal of ways.
"You are no different from the rest. Greedy gold-digging harlots!" he spat, lighting a cigar. "What was that you said about me? A criminal. Now your memory will forever bear the stain of bedding a criminal."
All through her life she was abused and neglected. He was the last straw.
Will he break her or mend her?Or he will leave her more broken?
A demon's gravitational law is to fall for the angel.