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Chinese torments

On this day, Bao Chen felt the need to lift the spirits of his subjects because they had lost so many soldiers in battle. A regular war prize would not suffice, he needed the citizens to understand what great things they could accomplish, and who better to show them that than the erstwhile princess of the vanquished kingdom of Humi, and his own personal plaything.

Xiao Mei, was dressed in an ill-fitting shirt, bound, and placed on a brazen, wheeled horse. As she was led through the streets of Dungki, the men looked at her with pure lust which made her skin crawl. Some of them were daring enough to approach her and pluck at her aching nipples. Xiao Mei cried silently from embarrassment and pain.

Later on, when the parade had ended and the citizens seemed to be in positively high spirits, Bao Chen took Xiao Mei to the hall where the government official met to discuss a new pillaging strategy. In the hall, she was ordered by her master to kneel under the table and please the men with her mouth as they discussed. Each men got their release, and were eager for more. When the meeting ended they all took turns ramming her pussy which had been rubbed raw from the ride round town. They were each pleased to watch her cunt dripping with their semen and her blood.

Chinese torments

A female guest smiled and slipped out of her silk robe. She had big, heavy breasts that wobbled as she walked. She took Ju’s head in both hands and masturbated on it. The guests cheered.

“Lick me, bitch!” she said. Ju obeyed and the woman masturbated on her tongue, but also on her nose and chin. “I like the feel of the hard bits!” she said, gasping. Her big breasts hung forward, trembling and wobbling irresistibly and the Prince couldn’t take his eyes off them.

The woman saw this and gave an extra push upwards when she fucked Ju’s face, lifting her breasts so that they bounced and wobbled as they fell heavily back into place.

The Prince’s jaw dropped and his eyes glazed over as he watched the breasts bounce. He reached out and rubbed the nipples and the woman gasped.

Soon the Prince and the woman were making their sex noises. Their hips and their minds were out of control.

The Prince slapped the woman’s breasts again and again. She responded by masturbating harder and faster on Ju’s face. The Prince and the woman had a big orgasm together, but Ju didn’t. The Emperor noticed this.

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.

Chinese torments

Pretty sisters Yu Mei, Yu Jun, and Yu Cai huddled together in their nakedness, their slender wrists throbbing from the rough, hemp rope. Confused and frightened, the girls had been lured away from their distant village with the promise of coin and prestige from waiting on the delicate ladies of the court. When the “matron” who hired them insisted on inspecting their feminine parts for purity and cleanliness, the naïve, village girls had no idea what was in store for them.

Prince Qin Qing smiled as he beheld his newest “songbirds” huddling together in the corner, whimpering and mewling like baby kittens. “Ah… such pretty little birds! How I wish to hear them sing! Guards… if you would please attend to my humblest needs, I would be ever so grateful.”

The cruel guards laughed as they ripped the screaming sisters apart and bound them tightly with hemp rope, spreading their arms and legs so that the poor, virgin, village girls were completely exposed and helpless! “Please! There has to be some mistake! We were supposed to be maids!” the poor, blubbering bimbos begged. “You can’t do this to us! It isn’t right!” another wailed. The guards just laughed again at the poor girls’ pleas. “Do you see who this is? This is Prince Qin Qing! He is of royal blood and far above you dirt poor girls! He can do whatever he wishes with your bodies, and he WILL do as he wishes!” The guards slapped jiggling thighs, pawed prime pussies, and beat bouncing breasts while the cutie cunts chirped and cried.