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she gave up, drooped, ceased to resist, wanting to quickly stop the violence, deceive the abuser, pretending to be indifferent.
This moment she will never forget. Suddenly she felt the heat growing below, excitement, lust, rising from the hot bosom, which Igor so diligently beat up. He powerfully flew into her, scrotum sealing the vagina, which became tight because of anal plug. The plastic dick in the anus stopped hurting, only the sensation of fullness, bursting from within, tingled when pressed.
“Yes, like that,” she murmured impishly, feeling each push sending trembling waves through her body.
Igor took out the entire length of his penis, took aim, and in one fell swoop flew to the end, bumping into an elastic bottom that meant entering the uterus. He lowered his right hand on Svetin's plump pubis, with his thumb rubbed the bulging crease of the clitoris, from which Sveta arched her back, puffed more into her hand. Her well-fed eyes lovingly mourned Igor, eager to open up to the end. The clitoris has lost sensitivity, sending only waves of pleasure through the body.
At this point, Igor pulled his penis out of the vagina, jerked out a dildo from the anus and, pushing through the resilient sphincter, drove the rearing dick Svete's ass. The member sank deeper until it sank again. With his thumb, Igor picked up his outer lips under the clitoris, pulled them up and down. In rhythm with a finger, a member in the ass slid piston. Gradually picking up speed, Igor increased the amplitude of the occurrence, nailing each time Sveta's open lush thighs to the bed.
Sveta did not even moan and twitch, she roared in horror, following the mechanical movements that caused hellish pain. She could not yell, because Igor's palm still covered her mouth. The clitoris, twitching to the aching pain, suddenly exploded with painful impulses to orgasm.
- Bitch! - Igor wheezed over her, his animal grin was bare to the limit, it seemed he would gnaw her throat with his teeth. Instead, he spat greedily in her eyes, smeared it. Inflated hips, he knocked out of her spirit, the last remnants of understanding, pursuing one goal: to wear out the Light in animal lust.
She finished, writhing under powerful blows, dusted, shaking her head, breaking free. But what could she have done hand and foot?
Igor snatched the steaming bolt from his ass, pulled the condom off of it and, jumping onto Sveta on his chest, bleak thick jets on his face with scraggy flickering winches. Holding Sveta's head, he forced her to keep her mouth open. Another fat spit in the face mixed with sperm. Igor shoved his fingers with his fingers, smeared the mucous whitish clots, spat again in her mouth, eyes. Sveta helplessly floundered, squinting, swallowing.
Only after ten minutes of endless flirting with Svetinsky lips, Igor finally untied her, let go “wash”.
She walked, swaying as if drunk, looking for supports by the walls, clutching at the door handles, locked herself in the latch. Trembling with nervous shock, she climbed with her legs into the bathtub, closed the curtain. Warm water led her into sorrowful feelings.
Sveta, once again thought about why Igor voluntarily suffers bullying.
“Do I really love him?” She tormented herself, covering her dusted face with her palms so as not to feel shame.
She returned to the young lover, smiling waryly, as if there was no bullying, no fear or pain. He lay with his eyes closed, stretching his legs in a relaxed way, putting his left hand under his head, a peaceful expression froze on his face. Once again, Sveta with secret admiration looked at Igor's beautiful athletic body, fashioned for love, concealing cruelty. Gently attached to her side, she laid her hand on his chest, pressed her cheek under her arm, meeting the salty taste of sweat with a kiss. Her fingers stroking the abdomen, which was gradually rising, she listened to her breathing and heartbeat, and her heart echoed in unison. She inhaled as deeply, adjusting to his rhythm.
“A place,” Igor moaned awake without opening his eyes. He grabbed Svetino's wrist with his hand, twisted it, and shoved Sveta to the floor.
She landed on her hands, sank on her knees. In such a crooked position, Sveta sat by the bed, buried her face in her palms, sadly experiencing the impossibility of protesting.
As if hearing her doubts, Igor croaked more menacingly:
- A place!
And she scared crawled to the chair, pulled off his camel blanket, folded in half. She was wearing a collar, leaving the baths, having fastened it to the most extreme hole so that she would not press. Now, sitting down with her head on the camel's fur, she tucked her knees and pulled her ring, reminiscent of slavery.
The situation was getting out of control. What seemed like a sexual game at first seemed like a normal school rot. So hooligans mock the weak, do not give them a pass.
After hearing dimensional snuffing, Sveta quietly got up and went to her room. She wanted to bring the mind and feelings in order. The long-awaited meeting with Igor again raised fears for his own life, doubts about what he had done.
“The temptations. Everything is temptation, she reproached herself, kneeling before the icons. - Lord, forgive me, sinner. I love him. Forgive me, forgive me, a sinner, ”she bowed, crossed herself.
Then she opened the Prayer Book and began reading.
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The story turned out great, very grateful! Put 10-ku! I look forward to continue!
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Well done. Keep going Cool story
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You write professionally, do not undermine the style, everything is weighed down to a milligram, measured and grounded. But you don’t really like your heroes, and therefore they usually don’t evoke sympathy, neither positive characters, nor negative ones, neither upper nor lower ones, in short, nobody. Most likely because you also build them, construct them, do not allow them to command you, at least for a moment to take over you. Or as you yourself say - “I like latex”. And here your magnificent writing organization works to the detriment of you, does not allow you or us to enjoy the freedom, artistic unpredictability of fictional characters. But they are fictitious, they are without a residence permit and a stamp in the passport! And where, where, and in sex, this freedom is extremely important, it is what excites. As a result, we have a paradox - you have realistic, stylishly written stories, they are absolutely on the subject of the site, but to call them frankly exciting ... I find it difficult. This is not a criticism, and I am not going to evaluate it on a scale, I just share my impression.
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Then why all this writings? This is a very well-written, thoughtful and balanced work, which lacks everything: the lust, and the torments of the heroes ...
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too thought out, in my opinion, including deliberate torments: D and let's do without minuses and “writing”, you expressed your opinion, I’m mine, let the author think what to pay attention to and what not, it was addressed to the author.
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How can torments not be thought out if they are written in a work of art? I do not want the author to be distracted by such unwarranted nagging. Such as you just keep the sequels off or discourage the author from writing them!
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: D and who are you, too ardently ardent guard muses on a voluntary basis? For some reason it seems to me that the author is quite confident in himself and does not really need your services. So do not give hysteria, and without you we'll figure out who and what to write in the comments.
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Not “you,” but “you.” Show respect, do not be a cattle!
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Excellent story, respect the author for the psychological characteristics of the characters, really everything is verified, everything is psychologically authentic. It may be a little dry, without any “streams of consciousness” there, but this style is quite appropriate. Personally, I look forward to continuing.
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As for psychological certainty, this is debatable. Reliability of what? The heroes of the author, as far as I notice, are always adjusted to the sex relationships in which he wants to see them. Mature woman discovers the joy of suffocation with a young and defiant stranger. Well, let's invent them back-story, something so stereotypical, recognizable, popular. So stereotyped that it is absolutely unreal and in the people is just as unacceptable. Do you know a lot of women who raised two children who will behave this way at all stages of the story? Rather, it will be a loner, and that is doubtful.
They are accustomed to seeing criticism and separation in the comments. And this is not a criticism. I simply suggest that the author try to go a different way, from real people and their desires, and not from plotting and plotting (although in literature both ways are possible). I wonder what he will do in this case. In the end, this is a creative platform to share specific considerations, not just respects.
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Respect or huskies, what a difference :) just wanted to express approval of the story you liked)
I do not want to get involved in a critical analysis, I better read “Dirty Harry” :)
It is interesting to trace the evolution of the author after your criticisms. Aside from the jokes, did the author really take everything so quickly into account and correct it?)
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the only thing that can justify us is that the author should be flattered that his work is hotly debated: D How Wald is - when critics disagree and something like that.
No, of course, I think that just coincided. Maybe the author got the identity tired to spoil you with souvenirs: D “Uchel” and “corrected” are not our writers' categories !!!
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although in the spelling part, in the story about Professor Uzdechkin, it was like that - the afftor took it into account and quickly corrected it: D so who will disassemble its author, what makes him tick. As one old jazz idol used to say, One never knows, do one ?: D there can be a whole workshop here, hiding under one login, a stream written for a couple of years!
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However, you have high requirements :) the author of the story is definitely lucky to find a meticulous and erudite critic. And how there - it is the psychology of the characters, in essence, a reflection of the author's psychology. You want to see real people in them, but this is not at all necessary for a fascinating story. Maybe it's more interesting for me to read about the psychology of a space pilot pilot than an old woman from a neighboring entrance. You want the author to present something fresh and original, but in our age of postmodernism it is almost impossible to invent something new, only in your own way to beat old plots.
I went to the site to have some fun, read something easy and fascinating, and this story coped with the task with a bang. You did get me into controversy :) but I'm glad for that) remembered the beloved Oscar Wilde and decided to read something more serious) yes, and I will read “Dirty Harry”, without fail. You also made an advertisement for the author :)
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Among my wilde aphorisms for artists, one of my favorites is just about the fact that life takes much more from art than art from life. Sometimes this is true, even though Wilde still had a poseur))) However, for some reason it seems to me that the author understood my insinuations better than other commentators. This is not a question of realism, and not the voice of a critic, but purely literary troubles - probably therefore. Harry may not like many, bi here always minus, but there I see that the author is not indifferent to his characters, that this is not just a joke about Professor Uzdechkin.And yes, of course, I do not write out of harm, I write comments, I don’t know why some of you immediately got angry with me))))
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In general, an interesting discussion turned around :) did not even expect)
I read about Harry already, I liked it, but I also don’t really like bi, alas (To be honest, I didn’t notice much difference in the description of the characters. Also, at first, a brief outline of the mise en scene, a lonely unspoiled character who is gradually being drawn into vicious games. And further description of the process :)
This chip manages the author well - the process of corruption. That's why it is interesting, and what will happen next, when the characters are already thoroughly corrupted, and Svetlana, and Glory. I predict the struggle of lust with morality, which has been described in literature for more than one hundred years, and still interesting :)
I think that only the author himself knows how he treats each character. In which he invests more from himself, from personal experience, he is certainly closer. And we, the readers, add a prism of our own perception. So all this is very subjective) as, however, should be :)
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yes no, morality has already blown out clean, from the penalty spot. Remains bytovuha from the category of "to the tremor of authentic" criminal chronicles. Well, you know there, “the landlady and her 20-year-old roommate, who recently returned ...”: D And all readers are shocked - how could she! And here they write here - what to expect from the prisoner. Well, yes, not viburnum red, not those times. About speed-AIDS svetlana not heard. She was born yesterday, it seems: D
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So you did it realistically :)) I see rightly a note in the newspaper “Life” :) well, or “Metro”, that we have a yellow press there now? :)
But this is still literature) which takes little from life))
I think that the final scene of the prayer is preparing for us new remorse of the head hero heroine. Still, the woman is a believer, I know this audience. All life, torn between sins and repentance: (
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yes no, it is not with me, this is how it happened with the author. and about religion - I would not touch the place of the current authors of this topic and a ten-meter stick. Today, Dostoevsky would not have drawn anything out of this topic, with all his sincere desire. And the author got it frankly caricatured and just as conditional as all these “I’ll sleep on a bench”, “I’ll go to work as a loader”. Well, yes, I say, it happens with the “elderly”, it’s not with them that kind of rolls - especially in the view of non-elderly: D
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Yes, I was also amused by the tag "elderly" in relation to a 45-year-old woman :) well, everyone has their own criteria)
As for religion, the question is more complicated. Well, yes, schematically, this Svetlana believes without a soul. Are few of these people? For whom all faith is reduced to external rites? Hypocrisy, it's all hypocrisy. It would be possible to expand this topic in more detail, but it’s somehow inappropriate to porn :)
In general, let's finish this discussion already, although it is always nice to argue with an intelligent person :)
In my opinion, we agree with you, I am just a born lawyer, and you are a born prosecutor :)
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Is she 45? I would not give less like a prosecutor! and then only taking into account the mitigating circumstances, of which the author gave us pretty much !: D thanks for the company!
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Very interesting and exciting work. Respectable author.
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Why do you even focus on the psychological depth of fictional characters? Guys, we are on a porn resource! Looking for psychologism - read Francoise Sagan and Andre Maurois!
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Sagan? Come on))) There is a superficial psychologism, and there is a working one. On the same eroticism. In general, what I wanted to see with this author, I saw in his freshly published work “Dirty Harry” (and considered this as the answer to my posts in this thread).I also ask you not to be offended by the poking, nothing personal, just the vykane in that post in style did not really suit: D
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Thank you, Max!
Characters to shivering reliable. At first it even seemed like “about love”. Not in the sense of pink snot, but about something with pain now between people. Then he went unreal zhestkach. And in general it is clear that porn is necessary to justify the genre. And in the end, really, what good could be with a prisoner. Somehow it would most likely be. To a greater or lesser degree of perversion.
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