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My cock longs for virgin, female suffering by Damian

Chinese torments

One fine morning, with the birds singing and the water pools and fountains trickling, Prince Qin Qing woke up with a craving in his heart. “I wish to hear a pretty songbird sing today,” he said to his royal attendants. The cruel and sadistic guards grinned to themselves… fully aware of what Prince Qin Qing wished for. “Of course, your majesty! We must nurture your mind and body for the good of the empire!” The prince and his guards walked to a remote house in the gardens, one which only the royals and their attendants could approach under pain of extreme death…

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

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.

Slave routes crossed and slave traders sold or exchanged slaves by Damian

Slavegirls in an oriental world

Youcef liked this woman. She was primitive like a cave dweller and she had a mouth that looked hungry for cock. She was agile and she didn’t mind being naked.

But Youcef wanted to know what she DIDN’T like, so he asked her. There was no reply.
“Kneel down and put your hands behind your head, bitch!”

SWIIIIIISH!
SLAAAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

He flogged her naked breasts with a bamboo cane until she told him.
“I don’t like touching myself if people are looking at me.”
“What else?”
“Kissing another woman.”

Youcef smiled. He organized a banquet for six male friends and one lesbian couple.

His Asian slave served the food and drink naked and when everyone had finished Youcef ordered her to stand on the table.

“Masturbate, slut! Show us how you do it! Legs wide apart now!”
She looked around nervously and then began. She stroked her nipples with one hand and pressed the base of her thumb and the ball of her hand on her cunt lips and moved them around. Soon she started swaying and her fingers found her clitoris. Then she went into hyper-drive with her hips.
“GASP! OH! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”

Her undergarments absolutely soaked at the sight of female pain by Damian

Chinese torments

As the rebellion started to intensify across the Chinese Empire, the powers that be pushed back against the ignorant people’s rebellious tendencies. The Pearl Princess was one such government official when her dear, drunken dad mysteriously fell to his death from the palace balcony. Pearl Princess Fan Yong heard from her advisors of the terrible atrocities that were being committed against the aristocracy and the ruling class across all of China, and she would have none of that happen in HER province! She quickly set the captain of her guard to the task: use imperial spies to root out any dissenters and then make an example of them so that no rebellion would take place!

It didn’t take long to find “treasonous intent” in the local bars. Drunkards with loose lips lubricated by rice wine made easy targets, and their families were quickly rounded up for treason and sedition! The menfolk were quickly beheaded, while the womenfolk were taken and stripped to be inspected. How they pleaded and begged the Pearl Princess for mercy. “We’ve done nothing wrong! We would never betray our beautiful and perfect princess!”

Unfortunately for these lovely ladies, the Pearl Princess was unmoved. “Your family has been found guilty of treason and rebellious tendencies, so you are equally stained as well! We are merely ensuring that the Mandate of Heaven does not fall due to unworthy blood! You filthy, peasant girls will be sold at market to be sex slaves to the highest bidder!” The women wept and wailed at their fate as they were carted off to be inspected like meat, their beautiful, perky breasts and prime pussies fingered and pawed by lewd and licentious men…

But the least lucky were two drop dead gorgeous daughters, sisters of a particularly loud mouthed drunk, for the Pearl Princess was a secret lover of slit as well! She chose the most beautiful of the Chinese maidens to keep for herself… and she would put them through their paces, ensuring they were striped like tigresses by the whip and the bamboo cane!

Her breasts were full but firm and her hips and buttocks were beautifully rounded by Damian

Slavegirls in an oriental world

A group of four local Sheiks knew the price was going to be high, so they secretly formed a syndicate to avoid bidding against each other. They would have her for a week each.

Sheik Malik al-Jud was the first to have her.

His young slave trainer had stopped flogging her and stood staring at her as if he had fallen in love.
“Flog the bitch, damn you! Flog her tits!”
“Yes, Master!”
SWIIIIIISH!
THWAAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

After a dozen blows on her breasts the Sheik stopped him.
“Untie her and place her like a crab, tits and cunt up!”
The trainer made her lay on her back and push her bottom up off the ground. Her legs were wide apart now and her cunt lips were open and unprotected.

With his left hand he was holding the hair of his new slave by Damian

Slavegirls in an oriental world

The Sheik filled her with his semen and covered her face and breasts with it. He fucked her day and night for the first week or two and then began to lose interest.

If he went to sleep when his slave was sucking, his personal guard had orders to take her to the slaves’ quarters. Instead they took her to their quarters and fucked her.

She satisfied five men at a time by riding one, lifting her buttocks for another to fuck her in the anus and giving a third a blowjob. The two remaining guards put a bench under her chest with holes for her breasts to hang through. This left her hands free to give them a hand job.

One day the Sheik woke up and went to the slaves’ quarters. He heard shouting and groaning coming from the guards’ quarters. He went there and found all five guards fucking his slave.

SUCK! SUCK!
“UGH! TAKE GOOD ROMAN COCK, BITCH!”

The Sheik smiled. He ignored the men and spoke to his slave.
“Do you like what these men are doing to you?” he asked.
“No, Master. I hate it! You are my Master. Only you can have my body!”
“It is good that you do not like it!” the Sheik said. “Your disgust will make my pleasure greater!”

The Sheik sat down and watched. The look of disgust on the girl’s face made him horny and his hard-on grew until it was about to explode.

Then the priest pushed her down onto the jailer’s chest and lifted her buttocks by Damian

Witch hunt

Gabrielle had been arrested the day before and had spent the night in jail. She was tied to a table with her legs wide apart and she had a blindfold on. In the night men came to her cell. She couldn’t see them and they didn’t speak but she thought there were two of them. They adjusted the ropes so that her head hung back over the edge of the table. One of them held her head and fucked her mouth while the other fucked her in the cunt. It happened four times.

The next morning two guards took her blindfold off. She thought she recognized their voices from the grunts and groans they made the night before.

“Over here, witch! You’re gonna get La Toca today!”
“NOOOOOOOO!!! PLEEEEEEASE!!! I’M NOT A WITCH, I SWEAR!”

“La toca” was a form of waterboarding. A cloth was placed in the victim’s mouth and water was poured onto it.

“Do you attend witch’s sabbats?”
“Do you know any witch’s spells?”
“Can you cause storms and lightning?”
“Do you make animals or people ill?”
“Does the Evil One suck your nipples?”

As they asked their questions they poured water onto the cloth. At first they did it for a short time and allowed her to catch her breath, but she refused to confess and they poured more water and gave her less time to breathe. She was terrified. She knew that people had died from this.

“Try the needles!” said the priest. They stuck hot needles into her, but she still did not confess.

By that time the priest and the jailers had erections that were bothering them. They couldn’t take their eyes off her breasts or her cunt lips. She saw this.