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I’m gonna fuck all your holes raw, slave by Doval

bdsm comics by Doval
A ring gag serves many purposes when tightly fitted on a young slavegirl’s mouth. Some of these uses are merely utilitarian: she can be force-fed, face-fucked and she can have her tongue stretched or pierced. Other uses are more psychological and more appropriate as training periods. The prolonged use of one of these cruel devices, sometimes over many weeks or months, submits the slavegirl to a continuous dribbling and of course impedes the use one of the most human of all characteristics: speech. The slavegirl feels utterly humiliated and defenseless, making her break-in period shorter.
But in most cases, the prolonged use of a huge ring on a slavegirl responds to the personal whims of owners, who impose this dreadful torture on their property just for the fun of it.
bdsm comics by Doval
“Stick that tongue out like a fool if you want your chastity belt removed so you can be thoroughly shafted by your trainer, whore. Yeah… good girl… I’m gonna fuck all your holes raw, slave. Your piss-hole goes first, your shit-hole second and then you clean my sausage with that lithe, pink tongue of yours. How do you like the sound of that program? Hey… you are willing to do anything to have your chastity bell removed, uh? This is gonna be our little secret, though. Not a word to your Mistress, she wouldn’t approve… My God, that was silly of me, wasn’t it! How could you tell her with that gag holding your jaws apart!”

Sackers by Mr.Kane

bdsm comics by Mr.Kane
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?”
“NOOOOOOOOOOMM”
“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.”
bdsm comics by Mr.Kane
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?”

Photo after photo whirred through Forny’s camera as the woman’s pussy flesh glowed a deep hot red by De Haro, Sten

The photographer

And again the belt slapped into her tits. Forny snapped pictures hurriedly, “It’s a bit hard to catch, but I do love the way her breasts jiggle so tightly when struck. So hard to catch, dear, I’m afraid we’ll just have to beat your tits raw to make sure I have just the right photos.”

The woman whimpered harshly but it did little to slow Gregory’s blows. Again and again, the belt bite into breast with Forny trying to capture every jolt and jiggle of her flesh. Finally Forny stepped back and rubbed his chin.

“Hmm, look at the taught belly and smooth-shaven little pussy. I wonder if her cunt lips would jiggle the same way as her tits when you hit them with belt? Spread her open Gregory.”

Gregory pulled at several cords and the model’s long shapely legs were slowly pulled apart, leaving her spread wide and full y exposed. She begged underneath the gag but Forny simply smiled and reloaded his camera.

The slave trader inspected the new slaves who had arrived in the port that day by Damian

Roman Decacence

The customer had asked for them to be trained. The trader hung them both in ropes and brought a selection of flogging instruments: a leather belt, riding crops, cat o’nine tails with hanging leather straps, bundles of twigs tied together, wooden paddles for making butter and bamboo canes which cut into the skin. He also had a small collection of metal clamps which could be tightened on breasts and nipples, or attached to belts and used to squeeze cunt lips together.

SWIIIISH! THWAAACK!
SLAP! SLAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
AGH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

The more he flogged, the hornier the slave trader got. After a time he couldn’t stand it anymore. His erection was bothering him too much. He took both girls to an area where he had big wooden barrels, cut in half and fixed to the ground.
“Sit on those barrels and let your arms and legs hang down like table legs!” he ordered. He fixed their wrists and ankles to rings set on the floor.
“That’s the way a slave should be,” he said, “with her cunt up in the air, ready to serve her Master!”

The girls were now completely helpless. They knew that their cunts were the highest parts of their bodies and that their cunt lips were open and defenseless against flogging devices.

The trader picked up a heavy leather belt and brought it down onto their cunt lips.
SMACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
“Who does your cunt belong to, slave?”
“To my Master!”

Cry for me, girl by Eu Inocencius

bdsm comics by Eu Inocencius
“All the way in, bitch!
“This is even better than I dreamt it would be, blondie. Your pucker is almost strangling my tool! Who knew all your exercise at the gym would strengthen your sphincter, too.
“With my cock jammed up your whipped butt, with my prick savagely reaiming out your asshole, this is how you are doing the best work you even can do as a woman! Nothing you can do with your sloppy cunt and no amount of sucking with your whore mouth can ever be better than the pleasure you can provide a man by squirming around while he rapes you up the ass!”
I FEEL SO FULL! MY PUSSY HAS THAT THING IN IT AND MY ASS… HE’S SPLITTING ME APART! I MUST BE BLEEDING! I’M GOING TO DIE! OHHH, IT HURTS SO MUCH!
“Cry for me, girl… cry while I take your anal cherry! Do you know that there are men who allow a bitch to rub her clit while they do this to her? There are even wimps who rub the bitch’s clit themselves! What kind of sick, pussy whipped faggot would want to make it easier on a girl who has got his sausage stuffed up her butt?”

bdsm comics by Eu Inocencius
Olivia wiggled her bottom back and forth, bounced it up and down, at least as much as the belt that restrained her to the rail of the saw horse would permit. In spite all of her effort, her anus remained firmly impaled on the man’s dick.
Out! Shit! I’ve got to get his cock out of me! Out! It hurts!
She tried jerking her hips forward, tried climbing onto the horse. The man’s dick stayed planted up her backside.
Noo! Nooo! It’s like he jammed a hot curling iron up my bum! Can’t I shake it out?
But the man’s thick rod stayed right where it was, filling her sore ass with a burn like the fires of hell had been lit up in her wrenched open anus.
I can feel every twitch of his dick… and they all hurt!
It seemed like her guts were pressing up into her lungs, pushing out the air. She tried to breathe deep to fill her lungs, tried to breathe to survive, but the belt that cinched down so hard around her waist and the ball gag in her mouth restricted her breathing. Panting through her nose, she could not get enough air. Fear increased Olivia’s pain, and pain increased Olivia’s fear.

He loved the way her breasts trembled when she walked naked around his room by Damian

Roman decadence

He stroked her breasts to make her nipples wrinkle and then he trapped her clitoris between her cunt lips and rolled her lips around and squeezed them until she was wet and gasping.

He took off his thick leather belt, folded it double and flogged her buttocks with it…
THWAAACK! THWACK! THWAAACK”
“AAAH! NOOOOOO, PLEEEASE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

“Now lift your breasts off the sofa. Lift your right arm, bitch!”
THWAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
“Left arm!”
THWAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

“Ass up like a slut! Show me your wet cunt! Ask me to flog it!”
“Flog my cunt, Master, please!”
THWAAACK! SLAAAAP! TWAAAACK! SLAAAAP!
“AAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Then he called two of his African slaves in to fuck her. They were free to do whatever they wanted with her.

Marcus took his cock out and caressed it as he watched one slave get a good blowjob while the other one flogged Alba with a riding crop…
SLAP! SLAP! SLAAP! SLAAAAP!
“NOOOO! STOP, PLEEASE! PLEASE DON’T HURT ME! AAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Marcus’s cock grew harder as he watched them work on her.

He stood watching as his young wife was tied to the cross bar screaming and struggling by Damian

Roman Decacence

First the riding crop came down on her naked breasts, followed by a cat o’nine tails with its hanging leather straps containing small pieces of bone and metal. Then came a heavy wooden paddle, a whip, a leather belt and a bamboo cane…

The wife screamed as the instruments came down on her buttocks and her thighs and bit deep into her skin, marking it.

When he finished, the servant looked at the husband for instructions.
“You’ve forgotten something,” the husband said. “You’ve forgotten the bit that interested you most, her cunt!”

He gestured and the guards took hold of the wife’s feet and pulled her legs up and wide apart, leaving her vulva open and defenseless.

“Use all the instruments again! On the whore’s cunt!” the husband said.

SWIIISH!
SLAP! THUD! THWAAACK! CRAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

The wife was taken down and lay sobbing on the sand. The guards stripped the servant and tied him to the cross.

“Get up, you stupid bitch!” the husband shouted at his wife. “It’s your turn now! Use all the flogging instruments on his genitals!”

The wife had no choice. She flogged her lover till he fainted.

“Fuck her!” said the husband to the gladiators. They made her go down on all fours, doggy style, on a wooden platform.
“Lift your butt, bitch!” the husband said.