“I have not forgotten you, whore!”
SWACK!
“Aaooogghhh!”
No! Not again! My ass is so sore, I can’t take it! How long can he whip us? He’s rubbing his dick, why doesn’t he just cum and leave us alone?”
“Little bitch, I am so glad I took you! Your rump is firm and round and looks so attractive now that I have made it as red as your hair. And the tricks I can teach it…”
CRACK!
“Wwuuuuckk! Wwuuckingh ssaahhh uh! Eeegh ssaahh uh!”
“There it goes! What a great trick! When I whip your butt, your asshole winks as me. I think that dirty, disgusting filth pit actually thinks it can be my friend! Hey blondie, watch this, watch how your lezzie lover’s butthole says ‘hello’ to me!”
WHACK!
“Uuugghh… uuughh!”
“There it goes again, blondie… her tiny back door just scrunches up and then relaxes. You’ve got an uppity little asshole to be winking at me, red. I think I’m going to have to teach it respect at some point while I’ve got you under my control.”
This is crazy! I’ve got one of my friends looking at my anus while this sick bastard is studying the thing, practically slobbering all over it! It is so humiliating. Please, someone, get me out of here!”
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The pits of hell by Eu Inocencius
Garage by De Haro
Christine fancied herself a horror-movie director, and in preparation for filming her own amateur movie, decided to scout out an old abandoned industrial garage. She brought her boyfriend, who served as her cameraman with her. Unfortunately she discovered the garage wasn’t as abandoned as she’d thought…
“Please, let us go! Can’t you see he needs help!?” Christine sobbed as the masked maniac finished tying her boyfriend to an old rusted girder. He was unconscious from the vicious blow from the tire iron the maniac had introduced himself with.
“Shut up! Now, you either do what I say, or I tie you up and make you watch as I take apart your pretty boyfriend here piece by piece.” The maniac said. “Now strip!”
“Okay! Okay! Just please, don’t hurt him!” Christine said, her entire body quivering like a leaf as she began to pull her clothes off. Soon her petite body was stark naked, her nipples immediately becoming hard and erect in the frigid air of the garage.
Coacher by De Haro
Mai was an up and coming Chinese gymnast, but now she was just another product to be sold like a piece of meat. Right now she was using her flexibility to give Coach Randy a better angle at which to stretch and pummel her pussy with his cock, each painful punch in her cervix making her squirm in agony. Asian pussy was at a premium right now, and a gymnast would net him a lot of money. She didn’t even really need training. Randy just had a weakness for tight Asian ass and pussy…
You’ve been a bad, bad girl by Steve, Geoffrey Merrick
The teacher flicked the switch perfectly across the girl’s nipples. Al was afraid everyone in the police station heard the girl’s scream. He quickly clicked the phone shut.
“What’s up?” Ted asked casually.
“Uh, nothing,” the deliveryman said, lowering his hand so it obscured the bulge in his pants. “It’s just that … um … Dotty’s got a little something waiting for me back home.” Ted looked up inquiringly from his desk. “We’re … ah … celebrating.”
“Well, don’t let me keep you tiger,” Ted grinned.
Al left the station as fast as he could, setting a new world’s record for deliveries that morning.
When Al got back, Dotty’s car was gone and the girl was nowhere in sight. Could the teacher have brought Claire with her for afternoon classes?
The deliveryman had a vision of the girl brutally bound and viciously gagged in the trunk or across the back seat wearing a cheerleader outfit or yet another schoolgirl get-up, but he quickly discarded the thought.
See the dark underbelly of the Roman Empire by Damian
Not that Praetor Vincellius understood the screaming Illyrian whore adorning his crucifix. She was just the latest of his “whip-whores” as he called them, slaves he bought specifically to be crucified so he could whip them at his leisure. That was Anymalia’s fate.
“PLEAASEEE!” She screamed as the whip went ripping across her tits, catching her puffy pink nipples.
The whip’s crack was almost as loud as the girl’s screaming. Her bucking, writhing body was covered in sweat which only made the lash of the whip more painful. The Praetor was loving this particular whip slave. He might even give her the pleasure of feeling his cock, even though that was normally reserved for his bed slaves. Fantastic Mad 3D BDSM inside!
Her fingers got under the edge first try by Steve, Geoff Merrick
She bolted, bending from the waist as her hand flailed for her mouth. The assaults, sweat, and saliva had loosened the adhesive. Her fingers got under the edge first try. She twisted her torso so her other hand could swing for the front doorknob – dreading that it would be locked. To her astonishment, it wasn’t. She ripped off the tape at the same moment she threw open the obstruction. One step and she was outside.
Ms. Swanson’s claw was in her hair, the other slamming a small sodden cushion over her nose. Al’s arms were around her chest and waist, dragging her back.
She woke up wearing another schoolgirl outfit, of course. Only this one was super-tight and super short, with all the trimmings. The skirt was a wicked variation of her audition skirt, only even shorter. It hugged her hips, while a fitted, starched white shirt adhered to her curves like a layer of skin … except for her blooming chest, naturally.
There the shirt was forced open by a frilly, scalloped, plunge-front, push up, one-size-too-small, black lace demi bra that molded, bunched, and shoved her tits to the bursting point. Black lace thigh highs molded her legs and her feet were contained and wickedly pointed by red leather ankle-strap pumps with five and a half inch stiletto heels.
Claire moaned, finding a spider-leg-ring-gag strapped into her yawning, jaw-aching mouth.
It is time to spread my guidance through the rest of your family by De Haro
“Oh Tsarina. I know this is difficult for you. But my gifts cannot be spent on you alone. It is time to spread my guidance through the rest of your family. Do not be afraid, embrace what must be. I am going to fuck your daughters, both Anastasia and Olga. It is necessary in order to help them find the grace of God. You understand this; I have guided you many times.” said Rasputin.
“It has been years since you have been with your husband, the Tsar, as a woman should be with a husband.” Rasputin went on. The Tsarina shivered, it was true. Rasputin had forbidden her to lay with her own husband, and somehow, she could not disobey. For years now, she had known no man except her strange, seemingly magical advisor.
“I have not let you spread your legs for anyone but me.” Rasputin continued. “Do not cry about it. Have you not been healed since then? Have you not felt the benefits of my guidance? I know how devoted you are to me, and I appreciate that. It has allowed me to get close to the Tsar and use my influence for the good of Russia. I think your devotion deserves a reward, so I am going to play with your tits and your pussy, as I describe how I shall fuck your daughters… in God’s holy light.”
Grand Duchess Anastasia had a routine. Every night before bed, she would walk the corridors of the castle, to put her in a retiring mood. She walked alone, for the castle was well guarded and only trusted friends of the family were allowed in the sleeping wing. Anastasia had no fear when passing dark, empty rooms on her walk.
Rasputin knew his opportunity would come in one of those dark rooms. He secluded himself in the blackness and waited until she passed by him. As she walked past, he grabbed her and shoved a gag into her mouth. And then, just like that… she was his. Finally. The young woman he had lusted after for years, was his.
Anastasia struggled, weakly, in his arms. But the young duchess had no muscles to speak of; she was powerless in his strong grip. “Do not worry, dear Anastasia. I won’t hurt you…much. Shhh, little princess, don’t cry. I do not do this to degrade you, I do it to purify you. You want to feel close to God, don’t you? It’s tradition, you know. The virgin sacrifice. It brings great fortune to the people.”
The pain was becoming numb horror by Eu Inocencius
“Aren’t you the stupid slut! ‘Get it out,’ you whine, ‘please,’ you beg. What in the fucking world makes you think I would stop drilling your butthole now? Do you think I care about your pain? I only care to make it hurt more! My dick gets harder when I hurt you, you dumb cocksucker. Hearing you squeal while I am stuffing my thick log up your bum is the best feeling in the world!
“And the vibrator in your sloppy pussy feels great, too – for me! Feel that hum! Feel those studs jiggling around against the tender lining of your cunt. That dildo must feel like it’s tearing your honey hole into pink strips. Just wait until I pull it out – that’ll make your slit tingle!
“But I know you have really got to be enjoying how my dick is wrecking your asshole. I could swear it is bigger now, stuck up your butt, than it has ever been in my whole fucking life! Would you believe that? I don’t think that anything I’ve ever done or thought about has been as exciting is banging your whipped ass! And that has made Sanchez’s cock as long, wide, and hard as a sewer pipe.
“This is the way to fuck a girl… While she is tied up and helpless to resist a my assault, tears spilling out of her eyes, drool pouring out of her mouth, screams and silly talk stifled behind a gag, her perfect round ass cheeks blazing red, and my big rape tool buried between them – and spreading them wiiiide apart!
“How does it feel to be so humiliated, feel so much pain, to be so miserable? The pretty young Pilates girl, the cute-assed fitness model, the strong and sexy kick boxer is just a weak whore who can’t even keep a fat, ugly, old bastard out of her pants. You can’t even stop me from raping your asshole! Your struggling just makes you more attractive for me – and it certain tightens your butt hole around my hard on!
“Remember how you would shake your blonde hair out of a pony tail in the gym, just to get attention? Now look how I’m using it… to pull on so I can drive my huge cock even further up your butt! Your “rape me” flag has never been more useful, cunt!”
Tell me your story, whore by Damian
Consul Flaminius gently stroked his cock and watched his young slave girl scream as his son whipped her soft white ass. The slave’s identical twin sister was kneeling in front of him, tears welling in her eyes as listened to her sister’s agonized screams.
“Give another son, right across the base of her ass. See if you can bring the whip down and catch her across those lovely nether lips of hers.”
“NIEEEARRGHHHH!” The girl wailed as Flaminius’s son succeeded, a dark red welt blooming across her tender feminine lips.
“Now you, you’re going to take my cock in your throat and keep it there like a sword in a scabbard. And don’t you dare make me cum until I tell you to, or you’ll take your sister’s place and we’ll see if she’s a better slave than you.”
Which left only one option for training Amanda by De Haro
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.