“Make her dance for me please Oppius,” said Domnina smiling.
The old slaver smiled and began to slash the defenseless blond across her ass and backsides. Primilla’s screamed and thrashed around in her painful bondage. Her young full breasts swung and bobbed lewdly from side to side and she leapt about wildly trying to avoid the next swing of the rod.
Domnina laughed and clapped at the frantic reaction of the young girl she had just purchased. Oppius, although he had sold hundreds of young girls into the hands of owners both kind and cruel, was particularly fond of Primilla’s youthful beauty. This fact was evinced by the full thick bulge against the front of his robes.
“I see your desire for this young bitch,” Domnina said with a little smile, “please satisfy yourself dear friend. Consider it a bonus for your years of good service. But only take her ass. I will break her maidenhead with my burrowing fist later this evening.”
Gargilius grabbed a handful of hair and pulled the mother’s mouth down over his cock. He slammed in and out of her as her red-haired daughter knelt nearby and wept. Suddenly, Gargilius drove his prick so deep into the mother’s mouth that his balls slapped wetly against her chin. She gagged hard and vomited over the length of Gargilius’ pummeling member.
“You’ll have to do better than that you stupid bitch,” Gargilius roared, “unless you want your pretty daughter to see her mother fed to my crocodiles. They will rip your flesh and break your bones. The last thing you’ll ever see besides their gaping mouths and countless teeth, will be the sight of your daughter swallowing my cum.”
Gargulius grabbed the red headed daughter and forced her into his crotch.
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“Wiggle your cunt, you bitch! Oh Jeez, I’ve got a good head of steam up today! I’m about ready to explode through my pants… I’m gonna rape you just the way you are when we get back, both holes, front and back. We’re gonna visit your Uncle Ernie tonight. He’s the one with the bullwhip, you remember? You must be pleased, your Uncle Ernie’s very fond of you!”
“Hot cunt here… Over 37 degrees in the brown hole. And she drips like a mop as soon as you touch her moist little clitty… Take the usual precautions, Governor.”
“Trust me, doctor. We’ll put her in an isolation cell, stripped off tit and cunt naked, until the temperature goes down. We don’t want any of the other prisoners catching anything nasty, do we?
“And of course the prisoner will receive daily medical care. The treatment takes a long time, but it’s the best way to cure these attacks of high temperature…”
“There, there, kid, no need to cry. Doc and I will see you get all the attention you need, don’t worry about that!”
The remaining women captives are placed on display in the public square. There they will bid upon by the wealthy who seek a heathen slave to do with as they will.
The faux Knight is let out to her execution. She had pleaded for clothing to hide her nudity, and so she was given a dirty blanket, draped over her naked body to protect her modesty. When the chains are fastened about her wrists and ankles this is ripped away, to the cheers of the crowd. A noose is placed around her neck and threaded through the post, there to be tightened. The noose is slowly twisted, make her squirm in discomfort at first, and finally choking her, drawing out her animal sounds as she attempts to breath, much to the amusement of the crowd. Then the rope is eased, as she swallows air, wheezing loudly.
Then the nose is again tightened, causing her arms and legs to ffail helplessly in the air. Over and over this scene is repeated until she is too exhausted to put on a good show, and boredom dictates the act be brought to its inevitable end.
The soldiers tore the clothes from the body of the terrified girl exposing her beauty to all. “Wow! Look at the body on this slant-eyed whore.” They tied her tits and wrists tight enough to cut off circulation. Mei Ling began to beg for mercy but the words turned into screams of pain as the cane slapped across her firm, erect nipples. Her journey into pain had begun. As the program progressed the pain would test the very limits of her sanity. She was soon taken into Lab #1 where Doctor Freda Schecter waited. Mei ling saw the table, the straps, the generator, the wires with the alligator clips. She saw the chains and hooks hanging from the ceiling. But what terrified her most was the sadistic smile on the blond Doctor’s face. “Strap her to the table gentleman. It’s time to begin. This slut makes me specially horny…”"
“Vanessa watched in horror as the torch spouted flame. The soldier smiled when he saw the look in her eyes. He held the flame up in front of her face. “Now we test your resistance to the flame torture my dear.” He slowly moved the flame toward one firm breast and centered the flame on the nipple. “AAAAUUUMMMPHM” Vanessa screamed around the gag as the delicate flesh began to singe. Another soldier pulled a beautiful brunette girl onto her hands and knees and rammed his cock into her ass. “That’s it comrade, burn the bitch! I love to hear them sing while I fuck!” He pulled her long black hair like the reigns on a horse. “Move your ass bitch, or you’ll trade places with your blond friend!”
“That was a good shag… Now let’s put everything back again, the two vibes and the gag. A slavegirl needs to be kept restrained at all times when not serving her Master. It’s for her own good. It keeps her in the right frame of mind and ready for further use. To make you fully aware of your body and its uses, I’m gonna leave you on your toes facing the wall, with those nip rings of yours hung from pegs tacked high on the wall, at eye height or a bit higher…”
After thousands of turns under the stinging menace of the whip, slavegirls build up strength, learn how to maintain the proper stance, to show off their ringed tits properly and to walk sexily. It also puts them in the right frame of mind for performing their duties and enduring their miserable lives…
Torquemadam takes her time pouring the boiling water inside the love nest of the bitch she caught flirting with another of her whores. “They tell me you are a hottie, dear! Now, I guess you really are one…” The girl wiggles helplessly in her bonds while the searing pain takes control of her groin.
“That will do for now… Your turn, fat sow. Stand up there, so that I can tear off your nipples with these fishing-hooks. A boiled pig, and a fresh fish… What a feast!”
Now you’ve told us all we want to know, I tell you about your future. We can’t release you so only two options are left: either we kill you or we keep you chained down here to torture and rape…”
‘Pleassse… Kill me… kill me now! I can’t stand it anymore… PLEASSSSEM!” “Yeah… perhaps we kill you, bitch. But not now. We’re going to keep you for some weeks and see how much fun you are.” This is Badia BDSM art
“OK; kid. Let’s have a big smile for Daddy! He’ll be pleased to get news of his daughter!”
“Up your ass, you bastard… take your own photo, shit-head!” “Tut, tut, that ain’t nice, kid. We’ll have to teach you a lesson!”
“Another big smile! Your Daddy’s gonna love this one. Who knows, maybe he’ll get a hard-on? Maybe your Daddy’s been longing to do this to you! He might pay us to keep on fucking and flogging and taking photos! Now that’s what I call a good job! Beats stud work any day!”
Mason pulled Karen down into a kneeling position and lowered her onto his thick member. It still hurt but this was better than the electrodes. Karen jerked as Mason snapped heavy clothes pins onto her erect nipples. His well-lubed cock parted her ass cheeks as she sank down around it. She whimpered as he spread her sphincter yet again.
“Bounce on it bitch! C’mon, be a good girl.” Karen was too exhausted to comply right away and Mason was too impatient to wait for his little bitch to figure it out. Pulling out, Mason pushed her face first onto the floor. “When an order is given, you don’t hesitate. You still need some incentive. Maybe this spiked vibrator will teach you to work a little faster, cunt!”
Suddenly Mason ripped the clothespins off her nipples. Karen gasped in pain as the blood flowed back into them. “Up on the chair slave. I’m going to relax while you fuck me.” Once again Karen was forced back onto Mason’s prick. He showed Karen the spiked horror just before he shoved it roughly inside her exposed twat. “GGGUUUUMMMMMPHHH!!” Karen screamed into the gag as the tiny spikes bit into the walls of her pussy. “Now bounce on my cock bitch!” She did not hesitate this time. Karen slammed her ass up and down along the length of Mason’s cock. “Good little bitch, here’s your reward.” With a flick of the switch, the vibrator thrummed to life inside Karen’s brutalized cunt. “Keep fucking me little one, and I’ll let you cum.” Karen grunted as her cllt was shoved against the vibrator with each downward thrust….
“You don’t have to worry about this one,” Mr. Watanabe told his wife. “She comes from a upper-class background and understands what it means to service one’s Superiors.
She’ll do a good job of keeping you and your sister satisfied.”
“Are you sure she can handle another fucking from your cock?” Master Abu’s assistant was worried. “She looks like she can’t take any more of you, Master.”
Master Abu laughed. “Of course she’ll take it! She’ll take all the cock that I put to her! That’s how I break them in! Climb onto Abu’s cock, Western girl, and ride until you faint again!”
Baron Sharcem is the only man powerful enough to stand up the barbarian hordes. But he betrayed his own people and remained neutral in exchange for the throne of Damselot. Merkedit has given him Paulina, Princess and heir to the throne, as his personal slave. He handed her over naked and in chains, with her virginity protected by a cruel and humiliating chastity belt. Her will to resist has been cruelly broken by torture. “Now, slave, kneel before your Lord and Master and prove your love for him. You know how to do this?”
“First take your Master in your mouth and use your lips and tongue on him. Then take him in deeper until you can feel his bollocks on your face Work on his prick until he comes deep in your throat.”
Princess Cira, decked in gold, made a last stand against the savages in the Toras Gorge. Her ally, Baron Sharcem, sent troops but they arrived too late and the small army was massacred. Now Cira herself has been captured by the proud and vengeful Arjam, brother to Merkedit. She fears she will be dedicated to the cult of Gothek.
In fact, she will serve Arjam as his sexual slave. “Drop the blade, you fool! War is no business for women. Women should dedicate themselves to softer pleasures. You will dedicate your life to pleasing me with those big tits. Is your cunt as big as your tits, Princess?”