Miss Nadia Demands
The overwhelming heft of her big smothering ass, the endless stream of verbal abuse that miss nadia berated him with, that burst of throat-scorching heat that erupted from her tight pink pucker...it was too much for him then, but now he wanted it more than
The humiliation of Jake Long
Chapter 1 * * * Hands in his pocket Jake whipped his head back and forth as he scanned the crowd. Everywhere he looked he saw someone dressed up as a character from an anime or television show, most of which he couldn't name. When Trixie first...
Mass Effect: Interspecies Bonding
"Finally..." Garrus muttered as he downed his first drink, the hard techno-dance music filled Garrus's ears as he sat alone in the Citadel's Flux nightclub, "Finally I get to relax." "You know, I always see you come and go from here but you never...
Gabriel and the Prince of Darkness (Part One)
If you were walking past the Jade Blossom and looked through the storefront window, you could see them, to the left of the flickering neon OPEN sign and to the right of the roast duck and crispy pork belly hanging on display. Three young men, the...
OC: Scruffy
abuse younger partners
This is me... and I'll get back to you on who that is.
I will admit that after years of verbal abuse at the hands of my classmates and at one point even a teacher, the walls that i put up to stop the hurt, got very worn down, and i was running out of mortar.
[Patreon] Chapter 6 Excerpt
Tw: verbal abuse, physical violence): * * * lainie slipped her headphones on and lost herself in her music. she didn't need to hear the yelling, and certainly didn't need to see it or think about it. as long as she ignored it, it wouldn't bother her.
The Real Reason
Zayats was listening and wolk was remembering the reason for it all, bringing him back to memories of his verbally abusive and overbearing father teaching him that his enemy was the rabbits for irrational reasons and that his mother was probably deceased.
Loneliness
To better explain i'll start out with this, growing up i didn't have friends, my next door neighbor was the same age as me but she would rather torment me and hit me and verbally abuse me, than be my friend. we were frienemies if you will.
My Pen, And My Choice
Raised under the thumb of a verbally abusive stepfather whose tongue could dish out more wounds than his fists ever could. questioning and berating and belittling and crushing his stepson's worth, dreams, ambitions, thoughts, hopes, fears.
Everyone has their fucked up days...
I had taken years of physical and verbal abuse. the straws on the camel's back was building up. "wake the fuck up you little fag!" yea... she said it. a mother to her son. i felt my face turn red with anger as i sat on my bed quickly.
Guadalupe (3)
._ live and let learn; the one piece of advice max diligently held sway from his father alongside the multitude of verbal abuse and sexual molestation from yesteryear.