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I turned round to see if the hybrid donkey had finished, but he was still fucking the drunk woman by Mr Kane

Black star inferno

“They got Commander Shelman, head of the Fifth Regiment. They captured her when she was on vacation in Bhalihay. I heard the story from a friend of hers.”
“I’ve never been to Bhalihay but I know all about it. It’s in the Siron quadrant of the Ringstone. They’re specialists in sexual vacations.”

“Shelman had a thing about big dicks too but she only wanted exotic males. They gave her all the studs she wanted for a few weeks and then one night they told her she’d won a prize. She got fucked by all the studs she could handle and a few more besides, day and night, non-stop in all her holes. She went into a kind of non-stop orgasm.

Then the last two men fucked her first and then tied her up and gagged her afterwards. They were pirates and they carried her naked and dripping spunk onto a cargo ship. The Captain of the ship was the famous Captain Creek. He fucked her with his biomechanical cock until she couldn’t take any more. He tortured her every way he knew and in the end she agreed to tell them everything she knew. She betrayed the Empire too.”

Her husband had released her from slavery, she said, and so she could not be enslaved again by Mr Kane

GQS – Game of slaves

Ceruleus ordered her to strip…
“Good! Now put your big breasts on the table and lift your buttocks like the slave you are!” Rufia had no choice. She obeyed.

He pulled her buttocks apart and licked his lips.
“Your cunt’s shiny, slave! Do you like being fucked from the back? Which hole do you like to use most?”
“You won’t get away with this, you dirty snake! I’ll see to that! I’ll take my case to the Pharaoh himself! He’ll listen to me!”
“No, I don’t think so, Rufia! I have already presented my own papers to the royal scribes. But you are welcome to try. I doubt if he’ll receive you though. If he does, it’ll be to have you flogged for his own pleasure! I don’t think he’ll bother to fuck you. You’re too old now.”
“You fucking bastard, Cobra!”
“I’ll just check out this cunt of yours! Hmmm… It’s not as bad as I thought! It’s dry, but it’s tight enough. It looks like a good place for me to warm my cock!”

She was embarrassed but she obeyed and stood naked next to the slave by Damian

Slavegirls in an oriental world

The Sheik called his two servants.
“Fuck the two on the left!” he ordered. The men already had big erections and they didn’t need to be asked twice.

“It’s time to train you now!” the Sheik told his concubine, who had turned her head away again. “Nobody is fucking the Iberian girl,” he said. He ordered two servants to sit her on a table with her legs wide apart.

He turned to his concubine.
“Kiss the slave on her cunt lips”
“I… I don’t like women!”
“I said kiss the slave on the cunt! Get your face in there! Use your tongue! Lick her and suck her!” The concubine looked confused and frightened but she obeyed.

As she kissed and licked, one of the Sheik’s servants brought his riding crop down onto her buttocks…

The Sheik let her work away at the girl’s vulva for a minute or two.
“Are you sucking her clit?” he asked.
“Yes! Don’t make him flog me again, please!”
“Get sucking! And make it wet and noisy!”

The wet noises mixed with the groans and grunts and it all got through to the Sheik.
“Stick your ass up, concubine! Higher!”

He sank his cock deep into her cunt with a quick thrust and soon shot his load into her.

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.

Show your master your big greasy fuckholes by Mr Kane

GQS – The curse of Isthar

“He could! There is nothing to stop him attacking the Lord and Master of Egypt if he wants to! He would have the might of all Rome behind him!”

“How do you know these things, whore?”

“I know because I was a whore! I know because I was in the subura some years ago. I was just an ordinary whore, but one night Marcus Antonius, Caesar’s lieutenant, came to the whorehouse and I became his lover. He took me out of the brothel later he handed me over to Caesar for a time. I was a kind of gift!

They both liked me. They fucked me for a time and then they freed me and gave me a new identity as a Roman patrician. Ever since then I have worked for Caesar, fucking and being fucked, but spying too and passing information on to him, keeping him well informed about all the rumors of plots against him. I fucked you too, Ptolemy, but you don’t remember me!”

Ptolemy’s face flushed red with anger. If it was true that they had fucked, the whore would have kept Caesar informed about him too!

He grabbed on the lead around my neck and pulled it tight by Mr Kane

GQS – The curse of Isthar

“Take that, bitch! And you can swing your big heavy tits for me too!”

He walked backwards and watched as I swung my breasts from side to side.

It took a long time to get out of the dungeon and along a stony path that cut into my hands and knees. Every step I took made me groan.

The walk seemed endless. I was already weak from constant abuse and I was leaving my skin behind on the rough stones of the path. My only consolation was that I knew that the perverse evil Ptolemy, a man with no honor or justice in him, carried the curse of Isthar. He deserved a thousand curses.

As I crawled I thought about the curse the Roman woman had put on him. I remembered it and I kept repeating it to myself not to forget it. I wanted his penis to suffer that same curse again.

They had fresh slave meat to fuck by Mr Kane

Black star timelapse

In the rituals girls of all kinds were provided for the general population. Some of them had been cruelly trained and abused. Others still had unspoiled skin and had not been abused by the suppliers, space pirates. They were more expensive and only the rich could buy them.

“Go on, Agjarim! Fuck again! She like it!”
“Ooof! Tight ass! Difficult ass!”
“No! Good ass! Tight ass is good ass!”
“CLICK! OOOOF! UGH! Good fuck now! UGH!”

The native population of the asteroid considered all the women slaves to be inferior creatures. They fucked them again and again until they were exhausted and then they handed them over to be sacrificed. Or they used them to make furniture or clothes with their human skin.

The taxidermist was one of the busiest people on the asteroid. He took special orders of the most disgusting kinds, making customized masturbatory fetishes.

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…

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

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

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…

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

The poor, virgin girls inside could hear the approach of the prince, and they already began to blubber and piss themselves in fear by Damian

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.

The woman twisted and turned on the ropes as the pain hit her by Damian

Slavegirls in an oriental world

The others laughed. It was true. The slave had not been fucked that day. But she had been fucked every day over and over again on the long voyage back to port. She was popular with the crew because she was a good soft ride on a hard wooden deck.

“If you raise the bar, you can bring her up to a comfortable height for a standing fuck!” Rayan said, and lifted the girl. The sailors laughed as he pretended to fuck her.
“She’ll fuck you if the waves are high enough,” a sailor said.

“Now you can see her cunt better”, Rayan went on. “You can use a thicker rougher rope on it if you want.” He held up a length of very rough rope.
“You can pull it up and down between her cunt lips,” he said. “It’s hairy and it hurts!”
“AAAAAAAAAH!!! No, please don’t!” the woman begged.

“Or you can fold the rope in the middle to make it heavier and you can use it, wet or dry, on her cunt.”

The sailors all wanted to try. They flogged the girl in pairs, using two riding crops or two lengths of rope.

Then they all wanted to fuck her, so Rayan lowered her, attached ropes to her legs and pulled the legs up in the air.

“Try that!” he said. “She’s just right to be fucked at both ends now. And you can flog her tits at the same time if you want.”

One of the sailors said that Rayan had done a good job and he should go first, so he did. From that day on he got first fuck in the auction warehouse.