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Forny laughed and stopped adjusting the harness straps tightly binding the next cosplay subject by De Haro

Cosplay

Forny made a last few adjustments and admired his work. “Very well, Gregory – you’ve certainly earned a new plaything. Dispose of the broken one properly, and then select one of the last two. We’ll prepare her to travel when we’re done.”

He then grabbed the pretty cosplayer by her jaw. “Well my lovely friend, I’ve decided on a sort of equestrian theme for this shoot … I’m calling it ‘Demon Ride.’ You’ll by restrained on all fours with reins and harness tackle. And Gregory and I will take turns riding you, using the reins to fuck you and fill you with cum.”

She whimpered in fear but was on all fours in no time, as Forny took the reins and clicked the remote control to start the cameras. He yanked hard on the reins, driving his dick deep inside the bucking cosplayer, as the cameras began to flash. He lurched his hips forward and shouted, “Giddy up bitch!”

Leaders of defeated tribes were whipped and subjected to sexual abuse by Damian

Roman decadence

These prisoners, man and wife, were leaders of a small tribe in Gaul. The man was tied to a post and his wife was made to walk naked around the Roman camp with a heavy post on her shoulders.

The Romans had taken over 100 prisoners from this tribe. The Centurion gave the order to bring them all out to watch the punishment.

“I want you to watch the punishment!” he shouted. “Keep your eyes open and fixed on the two rebels!”

The crowd fell silent as the Centurion took up position next to the chieftain, held up a cat o’nine tails and slowly pulled his muscular arm back…
SWIIIIISH!
THWAAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

He brought it down a dozen times onto the man’s buttocks. The man screamed as pieces of metal and bone dug into his flesh.

Then the Centurion turned to the wife.
“Turn round. Show these people your ass, bitch!”
SWIIIIISH!
THWAAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

The woman received a dozen painful blows that marked her buttocks and drew blood.

Fuck your gun and cum, damn you, before this thing disintegrates by Mr Kane

Black star timelapse

And then suddenly Prince Azrim’s brain cleared. Or perhaps it was the brain of Mirza, who had taken possession of his body and mind. In any case Azrim found that he could get inside Bettina’s mind very easily.

He had never met her, but he had heard of her. She was an Imperial Eagle, an enemy soldier! So he was on an Imperial spacecraft! His thoughts focused quickly and he shouted at Bettina…

“HEY! Bettina! Bettina! You’re losing the ship! Do something! You’re the pilot! Take control, quickly!”

Bettina struggled to take in what he had said. She was in a brain fog, still masturbating in vain on the butt of her gun. But she couldn’t cum! He had to go further inside her mind and he did it easily…

She heard Azrim’s voice, now sounding more like the voice of Mirza, coming from deep inside her…
“You’ll end up like a dirty old whore, bitch!”

The voice was cruel and obsessive. It started again…

The woman gasped in horror and tried to struggle against her bindings by De Haro, Sten

The photographer

The large man wasted no time, and the bound model’s eyes went wide with terror as Gregory’s fists stretched her asshole and cunt to their very limit. She wailed in agony as Gregory began to ram his girthy fists in and out of her struggling body.

Forny’s camera clicked and whirred, snapping pictures rapidly as Gregory and his fists bored out the helpless model’s vagina and rectum. Moments later, Forny had taken over, stuffed his hands in and out of rectum and womb.

Nearly two hours later, Forny snapped his last picture … a photo of the whimpering woman’s quivering, cavernous pussy – lips swollen and splayed wide – and her now protruding rectum, a reddish, purple mass that snaked from asshole like some sort of pulsing slug.

“Well, Gregory, believe we have what we need here. My dear you’ve been a lovely subject and you make a very stylish pair of gloves, hahaa. Hopefully you’ll be able to get that beautiful rosebud back inside your body. I’m afraid your pussy is probably ruined … doubtful any cock would ever even touch the sides.”

He had taken his penis out. He was staring at my big breasts and masturbating. Mr Kane

Black star inferno

“Her father? The Emperor Helmekios was her father too, as well as mine? I was in the Female Strength Training Camps myself, like lots of the female soldiers I knew. The Emperor couldn’t possibly have fathered so many children! It made me doubt the truth of everything she was saying. It could all be nonsense, paranoia caused by all the torture and sexual abuse the Jäggerhammers had subjected her to. But I listened carefully as she carried on with her story…”

“They made me a whore, but not an ordinary whore. They made me a Cyberwhore! They modified my brain with chips designed for sexual conditioning and sexual obedience!”

“Who are they? Who was in charge?”

“Doctor Paumel. He was the expert. He had worked in the Whorecamps and he wanted to improve them, so he set up the Cyberwhore Project to make whores who really wanted to fuck! I remember my transformation. It happened very quickly. My head started spinning and I heard voices, lots of voices of girls laughing and making jokes about sex. All of them were horny! They were all servile too. They all wanted men to fuck them, all the time!

I remember seeing myself in the mirror, seeing how my body became deformed. My breasts were huge and firm. Then I fainted, or maybe Doctor Paumel let me fall…

These trainings were usually very brutal and humiliating for these women by Damian

Chinese torments

The political leaders made these comfort stations available to them and when the soldiers were not on the field they paid these stations a visit.

These war hardened men did not go easy on these women, they acted like wild sex starved beasts and ravaged the women completely. They played vile games with them which involved a great deal of whipping and bounding, often leaving the women bruised. They used these women to fulfill their lurid imaginations. The comfort women were in constant pain as they were repeatedly defiled by the affection starved soldiers.

The Japanese soldiers unintentionally used the comfort women to debase Korea. They spread open the whore’s legs to signify the way they would want to penetrate Korea. Then, they drove hard into them. The Japanese military men dehumanized and showed no mercy to the women in the process of satisfying their sexual needs.

The soldiers held the whores down roughly and speared them with their thick hungry cock causing them to cry and scream in agony. They would take their breasts in a firm hold and mold it painfully. The numerous soldiers took turns violating the comfort women. Each woman had to “tend to” multiple soldiers who used them in the most disgusting ways.

No matter how worn out they were, they dare not refuse. If they dared to, they were subject to broken bones, whippings, cigarette burns and knife cuts.

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.

Lifen opened her mouth to take in another cock by Damian

Chinese torments

Lifen’s husband had been killed in an ambush in one of the remoter provinces and Lifen had been sent to the Palace. The intelligence services were always glad to have information about the more distant parts of the empire.

She was taken to the Emperor’s chief slave trainer. He examiner her teeth and felt her buttocks and biceps.

“Take her and clean her up. Let her rest for a week,” he said.

A week later Lifen was given a robe to wear and taken to the slave trainer. She was sobbing and frightened but she looked better.

“We will forget your past,” he said. “You are a slave now. You will work in the kitchen and we will see what information you can give us. We have no one from your province in the kitchen.”
Lifen looked surprised.
“I can cook,” she said
“Can you fuck?”
She nodded.
“Take your robe off.”
She obeyed.

The trainer looked at her critically.
“You look quite strong. You’ll need to be. The soldiers are hungry when they’ve been out for a year or two. Hungry for food and hungry for cunt.”

The soldiers made so much noise fucking her that night that nobody could sleep by Damian

Chinese torments

These men had no wish to cut Lan’s limbs off, but they did wish to punish her. She was a member of a rebel group fighting the Empire and she had become a legend in her region for her fighting skills. Her group ambushed Imperial soldiers in the mountains and they were famous for being fit and tough and for knowing the mountains well.

Her name was Lan, which meant orchid, but you could see there was nothing delicate about her. She was solid and muscular. Imperial soldiers knew of her reputation.

There were many stories about Lan. One was that she had captured an Imperial Officer and taken him to the square in a small village. She made him lie naked on the ground and she tied him with his legs wide apart. She flogged his cock with a riding crop and a bamboo cane until he screamed for mercy. Then she took all her clothes off and sat on his face. Some say she killed him by cutting off his air with her cunt.

Nobody knew which stories were true and which were not, but when Lan herself fell into an ambush, the soldiers were pleased. The patrol, a dozen men, tied her up and spent the whole night fucking her and flogging her…

“So you flogged an Officer’s cock with bamboo, did you, rebel bitch? Take that, right on your whore’s cunt!”
THWAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

They flogged her with everything they had, and they put the hilts of their swords in her cunt and anus. They filled her with spunk in every hole they could find and they masturbated over her and pissed over her.

Well at least keep your filthy cocks out of my anus by Damian

Witch hunt

Sometimes the witches’ marks took the form of “witches’ teats”, two extra nipples which were interpreted as being for the devil to suck on. The Inquisition also looked for moles, warts and other marks on the skin. If there were none, they moved on to needles, which they poked into the victims looking for sensitive areas. This was called “pricking a witch”.

If no sensitive areas were found, torture was used, sometimes fatally. One method was to pour hot fat onto the woman’s body, including into her vagina.

King James liked to examine women in private. The Countess had been accused of witchcraft by a rival in the court and James ordered her to be stripped. There were no marks on her body, but a wild-eyed priest was insistent…

“But Your Majesty! You must see that she is a witch! Behold her naked breasts and her sinning vulva! Can you not feel the Evil One working inside you? Does your member not grow hard?”

King James had an erection but kept quiet about it. If it was the Devil’s work he did not want to admit it.

“No,” he said. “Perhaps you are mistaken. Jailers, take the Countess to the cells for the night and in the morning tell me what you have discovered.”

The jailers took her away. They tied her to a column with her arms above her head and they flogged her breasts with a riding crop…
SWIIISH!
SLAAAP!
“NOOOOOOOOOO!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”