The Slave Barge very rarely docked at a port to do business. Instead clients would meet the barge at a specified set of coordinates. The Slave Barge’s clients were all independently wealthy and many owned their own personal yachts. Today the Slave Barge was meeting with a valued Russian customer, whose crazy sadistic sex drive meant he was a frequent buyer.
Amanda was the slave he was buying, of course now she was known simply as Fuckbitch, the Russian named all his slaves that. She’d been a waitress at a restaurant in London a few weeks ago, that’s where she’d caught the Russian’s eye. After arranging her abduction, the Slave Barge set about training her.
Normally a slave is subjected to a seven day regime of spankings, whippings, and painful forced sex to break their spirit. But the Russian was very particular about his slaves; he wanted them in pristine condition. No bruises, cuts or scars of any kind. He also preferred that he be the first to force his cock into their holes.
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Which left only one option for training Amanda by De Haro
Lord Vicious by De Haro
Being in the top 1% has so many advantages that it would be impossible to list them all, but the best of these advantages is having the money to buy yourself whoever you want… even if they’re not for sale. Humphrey Victarion is a fat, old business man and a philanthropist who donates millions every year to various charities. Though he’s accumulated billions of dollars and owns several multinational corporations, no one has ever looked twice at Humphrey; he’s just an unassuming businessman. Or so the rest of the world believes.
But in the privacy of his mansion, Humphrey Victarion goes by a different name. A name that echoes throughout the house in the screams of its many captives and a name that brings women to tears when it’s whispered in the darkness…
Vicky began shivering violently as she watched the red embers flare to life in the darkness as Lord Vicious took another long drag on the cigar. Poor Vicky was only a secretary at one of the buildings Lord Vicious owned, but once she’d caught his eye there was nothing she could do to save herself. She’d been asked to stay late by her boss and then, while walking to her car in the now abandoned parking garage, she’d been taken. Now she was in Lord Vicious’s parlor room, in almost complete darkness. The only light came from the flickering of a few candles and the burning embers of the cigar.
“Well my dear, you look even more lovely without your clothes on.” Humphrey laughed. “I wonder if you even remember me… you barely gave me a glance when I walked in the door. Now look at you, you’re so terrified you can’t take your eyes off me.”
“Please, sir, whoever you are… just let me go! I haven’t seen your face, I can’t identify you. Just let me go and I won’t tell anybody.” Vicky cried, shrinking back further into the shadows to hide her nakedness.
Humphrey struck a match and the brief flash of light revealed his cold, grinning face. His thick black mustache was curled into a perverse imitation of a smile, and a cold eye stared out from behind the crystal lens of his monocle.
I’m gonna fuck that tight ass by De Haro
“Please don’t call the cops! My boyfriend… he just needed one part for his car and… and I told him I could get it for him. Please, I’m sorry, I’ll leave!” Mandy cried.
“Oh I’m not gonna be calling the cops. You’re not the first person to try sneaking in here and stealing from me. The fucking cops never do anything about it.” Leeroy snarled as he hauled the weeping girl into his garage. “No, you’re gonna fucking pay for that part you tried to steal.”
“But… but I don’t have any money.” Mandy said.
“Well I know another way you can pay.” Leeroy said, and began tearing her t-shirt off her body, tearing huge chunks of fabric away with his calloused hands.
“NOOO! What are you DOING!? STOP!” Mandy said, clinging onto her bra now that her t-shirt was in tatters.
Leeroy viciously backhanded her across the face and tore the bra off as easily as the shirt. His hands latched onto her full, heaving tits, his fingers sinking into the sensitive flesh as he squeezed and twisted her soft orbs.
Tears were running down Wendy’s face as she shivered in agony, the rope cutting between her legs was so tight it was crushing her tiny clit and sawing between her delicate lips, even through her panties.
Why had she stopped for directions here? She should have kept driving and taken her chances instead of stopping at this crusty old service station.
“Well hon, I don’t think I know where Carlstown is, but I do know where the most sensitive parts of a lady are hidden. Now I may be getting on in years, so it takes a lot for my cock to get hard, which means you’re in for lots of… erh… ’foreplay’ I think you ladies call it. Aren’t you lucky?” The mono-toothed hillbilly said as he began digging through his toolbox. BDSM videos at Cartoon Porn Videos 24/7
Whatever the client wants by De Haro
When a girl’s chosen to become a helpless set of holes to fuck and abuse, it’s usually because they already fit the standard of beauty of their abductors or buyers. She’s blonde, tall, with huge tits. Or a short red head with a flat chest. Whatever the client wants. Of course sometimes clients want girls with… unique body types. Or perhaps they want a girl they know, but who might not be in the best of shape.
That’s when they call the Coachers. They’re brutal, efficient trainers who don’t care about the girl’s health or comfort. Their captives suffer through tortuous exercise programs that push the limits of human endurance. The only pain worse than the whipping and spanking they endure, is the pain of exercising through muscle pulls and broken bones. The girls exercise for hours on end, eat strict diets that leave them constantly hungry and pumped full of steroids and stimulants to keep them working through their exhaustion. The only time they get a break from all the physical training is when they’re being sexually trained, fucking and sucking while under the lash of their coach.
Mallory had been a heavyset girl, tipping the scales at 250 while only standing at 5’6, but she was also the smartest and wittiest girl at her university. That was fine until she reported her classmate for cheating who was also the richest guy at school, Maxwell Slavendale. Maxwell’s dad had to give the university a very generous multimillion dollar grant in order to keep Maxwell from being expelled. That wasn’t enough for Maxwell though, he wanted that tattling cow to suffer… and if she was going to spend the rest of her life as his sex slave, then she might as well look the part.
“MMMRRGGHHHH!” Mallory screamed behind her gag as the cane left another burning welt on her tender ass. “NNRRGGGHHH!”
“Shut up and take it you dumb, useless cunt!” Coach Banger said, slashing the cane across her quivering cheeks. Mallory’s once fat ass was now taut and firm after three months of intense exercise and near starvation, and her fine ass was now covered in bright red welts. She’d been struggling to hold her legs up over her head, a stretching exercise that Banger knew would improve flexibility and her ability to endure the repeated, pussy punishing fuck sessions she’d have to endure from her buyer. Banger was now giving her proper motivation.
Your cunt won’t be no exception by De Haro
These construction workers don’t have the luxury of fancy bondage equipment… they have to improvise. Mary didn’t truly appreciate the versatility of an ordinary tape measure until it had been used to crush her breasts into a beautiful shade of purple. Mary was begging to eat shit and suck cock after that, anything to free herself from the horrible device…
“You sure gotta a pair of beauties, whore…. Gonna ahve a lot of fun with ’em!”
“Jeez girl, you’re shallow!” Larry said, wincing in pain as his cock slammed into her cervix. He hadn’t even gotten halfway in!
“UURRRGGHHH!” Trisha screamed behind the gag. For her it felt as if a huge iron pillar had just slammed into her cunt, sending nauseating pain radiating through her entire body.
“Well girl, I ain’t never met a wall I couldn’t break down. Your cunt won’t be no exception!” Larry laughed as he began brutally fucking his way deeper into her cunt…
The house – Shyla was hard to resist by De Haro
Because of her perfect body, Alexis had been chosen to be a piece of living art. She was the Brothel owner’s favorite and newest acquisition. She wouldn’t be fucked until much later in the party…
“Are you comfortable my little slut? Your owner is here to check you out… Gonna rise a little bit those ankles and that little head of yours for you… Oh yes… you bend beautifully! Now gonna pinch and squeeze those hot nips of yours for a while. I feel like you’re getting bored all alone here. Master’s going to entertain you a little bit…”
A study in accessibility, Shyla could move hardly at all. Her ass was positioned perfectly for anyone to swat, whip or fuck. Both her rear fuck-holes had been taken many times tonight. Cum rolled lazily down her inner thighs and puddled on the floor around her feet.
These people really know how to throw a party,” remarked one man to another as they passed Shyla in the hallway. “I think I’ll bounce this little bitch one more time on my way to the next attraction.”
Shyla couldn’t hear or see because of the mask she wore. All she could do was wait for the occassional cock that would burrow it’s way painfully into her body. With a stellar body like hers, she never had to wait very long. Shyla was hard to resist…
