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We must cleanse your holes before we fuck-um you good by Damian

Wild West

Unfortunately for Jenny, Sarah, and the boys, they couldn’t have chosen a worse place to meet. While the boys were called away to run drills, the girls were left all alone… right in the path of a native slaver war band!

Jenny and Sarah’s plan turned against them as they screamed and shrieked for help, but there was nobody to save them. The natives quickly stripped both Jenny and Sarah of their clothes until the girls were naked and exposed, their feminine bits jiggling delightfully in the wind. Both of the girls felt betrayed; where were their dashing cavaliers? They were supposed to be saved! But even if the boys had shown up, it wouldn’t have done them any good. Two young bucks had no chance against the three hardened warriors, let alone two delicate females…

“They smell like sluts!” one of the slavers said, frowning unhappily. “They wouldn’t even fetch a single bottle of firewater between the two of them!” another said, shaking his head. “I bet they aren’t even tight in their asses! The whores!” The warriors looked at each other grimly. “This wasn’t even worth the effort! We should just leave them for the crows!” one raged. “These white, western sluts can’t keep their legs together! They must fuck every swinging cock that comes before them! Like animals!”

“Now hold, brothers! Remember what the shaman said! We can renew these slaves and make them useful, even if just for a time! Remember the fire god’s blessing!”

He flogged the girl’s six times on each breast by Damian

Slavegirls in an oriental world

The servant stood in front of her and pulled the crop back again like a coiled spring and released it onto her unprotected nipples.
SLAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

He did it six times on each nipple. The brothers nodded their approval, slowly.

Then they walked over to the slave and stood on each side of her. They each pulled one of her knees and opened her thighs wide once again. They stared for a long time at her open sex lips. Then they bent down in turn and gave her lips a big, slow lick, moving from the bottom and flicking the tips of their tongues on her clitoris.

They checked that the clitoris was erect and nodded at the servant. He released his tensed riding crop directly onto it once again…
THWAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

On the third blow the girl wet herself. The brothers licked her thighs and tasted her urine as if it was quality wine.

After the sixth blow she was sobbing. The brothers nodded and the servant released her. He made her lay back over an old wine barrel. She was on her back like a crab with her cunt open and exposed again. The brothers picked up a cat o’nine tails, with knots on the end of stiff leather strips.

They flogged her slowly, taking it in turns to bring the leather down on her exposed cunt lips.
THWAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

She obeyed, He looked down at her cunt by Damian

Slavegirls in an oriental world

The Sheik wanted his sons to know how to treat and train a slave, so he invited them to watch the first training session.

His slave trainer stripped her naked and made her turn round slowly in front of the men.
“Bend over, bitch, and lift your buttocks!”
The girl obeyed. The men fell silent as she raised her firm buttocks. The deep dark cleft between her cheeks fascinated them.
“Pull your ass cheeks apart! Show my sons your anus and your cunt, slave!
The men fell silent with lust.
“Now face your Masters and show them your tits! Put your hands behind your neck! Arch your back and stick your tits out! Turn left and right! Again! Make your tits move, like a whore!”
The men watched fascinated as her irresistible breasts wobbled and jiggled and settled back into place…

SLAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
Without warning, the trainer had caught her a stinging blow on the breasts with his riding crop. She had not expected it and she brought her hands down to rub her breasts.
“Nobody told you to do that, slave!” the trainer shouted. “Put your hands back up and stick your tits out again!”

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
“NOOOOOOOOOO!!! Don’t, please! AAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

The trainer tied her arms out sideways.
“There is only one rule to learn, bitch!” the trainer said. “It is to obey all orders, right?”
The girl nodded.
“This will help you remember!”
He selected a long, flexible riding crop and flogged her all over her naked body.

Her hips jerked out of control and she fucked the man as hard as he fucked her by Damian

Wild West

Sally had been out walking in the woods. It used to be safe to do this, but recently there had been trouble with the native Americans, who accused the settlers of raping a woman in their tribe.

The chief of the tribe was out hunting when he saw Sally. She was young and beautiful and he loved her red hair. He wondered if her hair was red over her cunt and he pointed his arrow at her.
“Take clothes off! All clothes!” he ordered.

Sally obeyed, trembling. She covered up her vulva with one hand and her breasts with the other.

“Hands down!” he ordered and she dropped them. She looked irresistible with her mixture of shyness and fear.

The chief tied her to a tree. He wondered if he should take her back to his camp to be fucked by all the tribesmen, but he decided to fuck her himself.

“Your people fuck my woman! I fuck you! I punish you!”
“I haven’t done anything wrong! Let me go, please!”

The man cut a long swishy stick and removed the leaves.
“I punish!”
SWIIIISH!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! NO, PLEEEEAASE! NOOOOOOOOOO!!!”

He flogged her breasts with the stick, leaving deep welts across the soft young flesh. Then he turned her sideways and flogged her buttocks…
SWIIIISH!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! Don’t hurt me, pleeease!”

She sucked the slave’s clitoris in between her front teeth by Damian

Roman Decacence

On this occasion the guests were trying to make a slave piss herself. This was kept secret from the slave so that she didn’t cheat. There were ten guests and they each had three blows with a flogging instrument. Most of them chose a whip or a riding crop, but there were also bamboo canes and a bundle of birch twigs.

The rules were simple: if the slave didn’t wet herself, the guests tried to make her cum.

“Take that, bitch!” a man shouted, bringing his long flogger down onto the girl’s naked buttocks, breasts and thighs.
SLAAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

They all flogged her but she didn’t piss herself. The last guest was a woman who flogged her with birch twigs, very hard.
“NOOO! PLEEEASE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
THWAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

But she still didn’t piss. Marcus explained that in the second round all guests would have the same time, measured by a small hour glass, to lick her vulva. The slave fought against the tongues at first, but she ended up started swaying gently from side to side and moaning softly.

The slave trader inspected the new slaves who had arrived in the port that day by Damian

Roman Decacence

The customer had asked for them to be trained. The trader hung them both in ropes and brought a selection of flogging instruments: a leather belt, riding crops, cat o’nine tails with hanging leather straps, bundles of twigs tied together, wooden paddles for making butter and bamboo canes which cut into the skin. He also had a small collection of metal clamps which could be tightened on breasts and nipples, or attached to belts and used to squeeze cunt lips together.

SWIIIISH! THWAAACK!
SLAP! SLAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
AGH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

The more he flogged, the hornier the slave trader got. After a time he couldn’t stand it anymore. His erection was bothering him too much. He took both girls to an area where he had big wooden barrels, cut in half and fixed to the ground.
“Sit on those barrels and let your arms and legs hang down like table legs!” he ordered. He fixed their wrists and ankles to rings set on the floor.
“That’s the way a slave should be,” he said, “with her cunt up in the air, ready to serve her Master!”

The girls were now completely helpless. They knew that their cunts were the highest parts of their bodies and that their cunt lips were open and defenseless against flogging devices.

The trader picked up a heavy leather belt and brought it down onto their cunt lips.
SMACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
“Who does your cunt belong to, slave?”
“To my Master!”

Lifen opened her mouth to take in another cock by Damian

Chinese torments

Lifen’s husband had been killed in an ambush in one of the remoter provinces and Lifen had been sent to the Palace. The intelligence services were always glad to have information about the more distant parts of the empire.

She was taken to the Emperor’s chief slave trainer. He examiner her teeth and felt her buttocks and biceps.

“Take her and clean her up. Let her rest for a week,” he said.

A week later Lifen was given a robe to wear and taken to the slave trainer. She was sobbing and frightened but she looked better.

“We will forget your past,” he said. “You are a slave now. You will work in the kitchen and we will see what information you can give us. We have no one from your province in the kitchen.”
Lifen looked surprised.
“I can cook,” she said
“Can you fuck?”
She nodded.
“Take your robe off.”
She obeyed.

The trainer looked at her critically.
“You look quite strong. You’ll need to be. The soldiers are hungry when they’ve been out for a year or two. Hungry for food and hungry for cunt.”

The soldiers made so much noise fucking her that night that nobody could sleep by Damian

Chinese torments

These men had no wish to cut Lan’s limbs off, but they did wish to punish her. She was a member of a rebel group fighting the Empire and she had become a legend in her region for her fighting skills. Her group ambushed Imperial soldiers in the mountains and they were famous for being fit and tough and for knowing the mountains well.

Her name was Lan, which meant orchid, but you could see there was nothing delicate about her. She was solid and muscular. Imperial soldiers knew of her reputation.

There were many stories about Lan. One was that she had captured an Imperial Officer and taken him to the square in a small village. She made him lie naked on the ground and she tied him with his legs wide apart. She flogged his cock with a riding crop and a bamboo cane until he screamed for mercy. Then she took all her clothes off and sat on his face. Some say she killed him by cutting off his air with her cunt.

Nobody knew which stories were true and which were not, but when Lan herself fell into an ambush, the soldiers were pleased. The patrol, a dozen men, tied her up and spent the whole night fucking her and flogging her…

“So you flogged an Officer’s cock with bamboo, did you, rebel bitch? Take that, right on your whore’s cunt!”
THWAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

They flogged her with everything they had, and they put the hilts of their swords in her cunt and anus. They filled her with spunk in every hole they could find and they masturbated over her and pissed over her.

Well at least keep your filthy cocks out of my anus by Damian

Witch hunt

Sometimes the witches’ marks took the form of “witches’ teats”, two extra nipples which were interpreted as being for the devil to suck on. The Inquisition also looked for moles, warts and other marks on the skin. If there were none, they moved on to needles, which they poked into the victims looking for sensitive areas. This was called “pricking a witch”.

If no sensitive areas were found, torture was used, sometimes fatally. One method was to pour hot fat onto the woman’s body, including into her vagina.

King James liked to examine women in private. The Countess had been accused of witchcraft by a rival in the court and James ordered her to be stripped. There were no marks on her body, but a wild-eyed priest was insistent…

“But Your Majesty! You must see that she is a witch! Behold her naked breasts and her sinning vulva! Can you not feel the Evil One working inside you? Does your member not grow hard?”

King James had an erection but kept quiet about it. If it was the Devil’s work he did not want to admit it.

“No,” he said. “Perhaps you are mistaken. Jailers, take the Countess to the cells for the night and in the morning tell me what you have discovered.”

The jailers took her away. They tied her to a column with her arms above her head and they flogged her breasts with a riding crop…
SWIIISH!
SLAAAP!
“NOOOOOOOOOO!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

She screamed again when they applied hot irons to one of her thighs by Damian

Chinese torments

Lan obeyed. The Emperor walked around her, feeling her buttocks and her breasts. The he pulled her cunt lips apart and put two fat fingers up into her vagina. She gasped.
“Do your rebel friends fuck you a lot, bitch?” he asked.
“Sometimes, Your Majesty.”
“And you let them?”
“They live in the mountains. They don’t see women. They fuck me when I take them food.”
“Ah, a rebel slut! Tell me, how many men fuck you?”
“Four, five, six…”
“In your cunt?”
“One of them fucks me in the ass.”
“Touch your toes, slut!”

He ran his finger over her anus.
“You have an asshole like a volcano!”

Lan said nothing. The Emperor took out his erect cock and poured oil onto it.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Lan screamed as he fucked her in the ass. He groaned and grunted as he pushed into her bowels and finally filled them with spunk.
“GASP! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!”

“You’re a good fuck, rebel bitch!” he said. “I’m going to keep you in my harem. I have a special section for rebel sluts. We always have a welcoming party for new slaves. You will be fucked by all the soldiers in my bodyguard. That’s a hundred men.”
Lan said nothing. He called his servants and they took her away.