Cruelty

Alicia Hollies disappears

This is my first story. As english is not my first language, please excuse any mistake I made. So please enjoy my first story with a strong fetish theme: ALICIA HOLLIES DISAPPEARS THE TRAP Alicia was sitting in the reclining chair of her office, holding a copy of the “ELLE” magazine against her nylon clad thighs, looking at the high gloss pictures of models on the catwalk, presenting the sexy new winter collections of world famous designers. Short skirts, mainly in silk or chiffon, tight tops, mostly black or shimmering gray, matching dark pantyhose and a revival of classic high heels either court pumps or knee-high boots made a stunning contrast to the model’s burlesque make up, their pale faces with dark red lipstick and long black eyelashes. A fashion to the very liking of …

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The Girl 6

Resume: Mom and Dad is trying to free the Girl, held captive by her father, the Doctor. The Girl is hanging unconscious from the ceiling. As a distraction Mom in her wedding dress is offering her body to the Doctor. His computer is searching a USB Dongle for the missing formula. The Doctors face was showing growing anger as he looked at the computer screen. He saw Dad sitting on the Dame’s torso, jerking his cock between her gigantic tits. If the surveillance footage from her office was on the dongle – then the formula wasn’t. He shouted and swore in his native language and once again hit the buzzer button. A guard showed up. The Doctor shouted at him “I want five of you. Now!” The guard hasted back to get assistance. Seconds later …

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Debt to pay : Chapter 1

This is chapter 1 of the Debt to pay story. This Chapter went much longer then I intended, I will try to scale back the next chapters. Currently I plan to add 4-5 more chapters but, it might go longer than that, depending on how much I can shorten them. Please comment and message me your thoughts. This story is DARK. DO NOT READ, if murder and slavery is not something that you want to read about. NEVER do anything that you read about here. NEVER COPY ANYTHING THAT HAPPENS. This is meant as fiction and just a way to express a fetish, not an excuse to do anything with in. these are things that SHOULD get you thrown in a dark pit with rabid dogs, or prison, don’t do them! Please comment and get …

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Husband unknowingly get revenge

I’m Paul, an owner of two different businesses, and I run a vehicle recovery & repair garage, & I own a pub/ private club, which is situated about 3 miles outside the nearest city in the countryside. I have a strong group of lads and a few girls who like to sexually punish others, normally those who consent and come to my pub/private club. Now, this particular event that I am about to tell you about is 100% a genuine true story, and the names of the characters have been changed to protect myself and them, who may use this site. About 20 years ago, when CDs & DVDs were the big thing, I used to make videos of things that took place in my Private Club. One afternoon a got a phone call from …

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Evening Gone Wrong – Part 1

Zoe and her 18-year-old daughter, Katie, strode through the front door with an added skip in their step. “Honey, we’re home!” Zoe called. The house seemed unusually quiet, but Zoe thought nothing of it. The 36-year-old mother was one of those fit, active moms who loved being super engaged with her kids. While her younger daughter Callie was away at summer camp, her daughter Katie was home from college, and they’d decided to take full advantage of the time. Zoe had spent the entire day shopping in Orlando with Katie, spoiling her more than a bit, before they’d had dinner in the city and watched a movie in theaters to cap off the night. Now, with the moon streaming in through the door as she shut it behind her, they were tired but happy. “Dad? …

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Brave New World 1

This is part one of a series of stories. I once read a poem that stated, “This the way the world ends, not with a bang, but a whimper.” It is not an entirely inaccurate description of the way my world ended. Though there wasn’t even the sound of a whimper to announce it. There used to be fears of a Nuclear War, Global Warming, Super-Viruses, and many other calamities man-made or otherwise that would destroy civilization, destroy the human race. All those fears were unfounded. There was no great disaster that destroyed society. There was no war. No, in the end, society just quit. It is almost inconceivable that people would simply choose to quit living. I think it came when we were no longer required to work to sustain ourselves. This glorious new …

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Queen Yavara: Chapter 22

Chapter Twenty-Two LEVERIA The previous night had been a sleepless one. I’d sat in my office, drinking wine and contemplating the mirror before me. Its twin was hanging over Elena Straltaira. She was awake, staring up at herself, a thin rectangle of moonlight shining on her face. Though her jaw was swollen, her eyes were bloodshot, and her face was filmed with dried sweat and smeared blood, she shown like an angel to me in her lunar aura. “What the fuck is wrong with me?” She asked herself. I’d been asking myself the same thing. Father had come by again. He’d rapped on my door and pleaded gently for me to let him in, and once again, I didn’t answer. I’d just sat there, testing my reattached tongue against the back of my teeth, watching …

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Payback is a Dick

Everyone thought they knew me, but they didn’t. For as long as I remember I hated who I was. When I was younger it was never an issue. I played with the boys and no one said a thing, but when my body changed, everything changed with it. First the people around me changed. They told me what to do and when to do it, and then the boys around me changed, telling me what to do and how they wanted me to do it. When my body changed I began to hate myself. When my breasts began to develop that’s when most of the problems came. During those summer months I cursed my body, but there was nothing I could do. It seemed as my cup increased, so did my problems. The boys that …

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Doll House – Aspen, Scott (pt 2) – Afternoon Submission

The rear hatch of the SUV hissed shut, sealing away the duffel bags and the remnants of the morning. The air outside was thick, humid with the promise of a sweltering afternoon, but inside the cabin, the climate control hummed with a sterile, artificial coolness. Raven leaned against the driver’s side door. She helped bring all their bags to the vehicle. She looked wrecked in the best possible way—her makeup slightly smudged, her lips swollen and glistening, a flush that had nothing to do with the heat still painting her cheeks. She waved a hand, her fingers trembling just a little, a lazy, satiated smile spreading across her face. “Have a fun rest of the day, you two,” she called out, her voice husky, still carrying the rasp of moans swallowed only minutes before. “Don’t …

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The Bitch Has It Coming-A

(I am keeping this story together even as I write new parts. So many read only the current thing in ‘New Stories’ then make comments about it being confusing and unclear. There are some added and reworked pieces in the first part anyway. Read and rate, pro or con.) It was almost too easy. Grabbing her as she walks past the dark doorway. Sticking the syringe in the back of her thigh. Now with her nicely drugged and out cold in the back of my van I can get on with daydreaming of what will happen over the next day or so. Hmmmm. I hope that animal sedation drug does not kill her but oh well. My mouth almost waters at the thoughts. Driving carefully through the city toward the country and the vacant house …

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The Dirty Old Resident: Part 2

The Dirty Old Resident: Part 2 Meranda pulls into a parking spot at work and put’s her car in park. Still holding the steering wheel with a tight grip as she stares at the building. Part of her just want”s to drive away and never go back ever. But something deep inside of her was…curious? She leans back in the drivers seat and takes a deep breath, turns the car off and opens her door. She keeps a straight face and heads inside to the clock in, swipe’s her badge and then walks to the office to pick up her keys. She tries to quietly sneak in so she doesn’t have to speak to anyone but of course….. Morning Meranda! The familiar voice comes from behind her as she turns to see Barbaras smiling face. …

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It Begins With the First

This story has strong language, and if you have a good imagination strong mental images. This is a rape a very violent one. I got really wet while writing. I hope you enjoy reading it just as much as I enjoy writing. This story is the first of it’s series, there will be more depending on the reviews I receive from this one. So please leave comments. And suggestions on what you would you think should happen to other girls in future stories 🙂 Enjoy It begins with the first. My name is Sarah and I am about to be the first victim of a brutal and humiliating rape. This is my story. I was camping during a long weekend one summer with some friends miles from the city. We rented a small cottage near …

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Hunted_(0)

Coal blue eyes look out into the dreary night from the grated entrance. Small soot stained hands grip the grate waiting for the right moment. The blue eyes close for a long second, the grate is old the metal dark with stains of refuse. This night steam rises from within slipping up into the early cool night air. Those blue eyes return to look out the grate now, the way clear. The eyes seem to fade back into the darkness of the drain as the grate scrapes from the wall with a metallic shriek. A well dressed woman steps from the sewer entrance. Almost as if the dead were rising from the graves. If any night were one for the dead tonight would suit them well. A deep fog is forming swirling with the misty …

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Doll House – Aspen, Scott (pt 4) – Role Switch

A week has gone by since the fuck-fest at Lucky 7 club. Aspen has given into her new role in the household. Enjoying being controlled by her boyfriend, Scott. His dominance taking over. She having tasks to complete. Some simple ones around the apartment. Cleaning, cooking, doing the laundry. Of course these are done in the sexy tight maid outfit and black pumps. When she did a good job she was rewarded and punished when she didn’t. Any other time in the apartment she was naked. Naked for all but the collar. When not doing one of the service sub tasks, she was waiting on her knees by the door when he got home. She loved those moments. When his domination over her was in full effect. But it was different yesterday. In the past …

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A Predator’s Diary: Tricks of the Trade

A Predator’s Diary: Part 3 – Tricks of the trade (M/f, F/f, M/F/f, bj, whipping, hardcore, restraint, cruelty, nc) ****This is the third part of the series. The events follow directly after those of Part 2 – Debts Incurred and Repaid**** Note: The following content contains graphic depictions of non-consensual sex and abuse. The door closed behind her as I stood, flabbergasted. What she had just said was at once so unexpected and also plausible. I had always seen Riya as an entitled bitch, but didn’t really know much about her. I knew she flunked college and was a bit of a good-for-nothing. But what else? If I’d known that she had been sleeping around town with shady types, would I have been surprised? What really surprised me, though, was how widespread the boss’ network …

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Apartment invasion

They lived in an apartment on the floor above mine. I liked living on a low floor of this apartment building near the university. Beautiful high school and college girls, living by themselves or with one other on every floor, most of them going by my door every day. Two of them caught my eye more than I could stand so… I got my lock picking kit and entered their room quietly at 2 am. I knew the floor plan really well, since mine was exactly the same, so I locked the bolt behind me and crossed the living room to the slightly open bedroom door. I looked inside to see both girls, asleep, in separate twin size beds across the room from each other. I let myself in and locked the door behind me. …

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The Key Of The Beast

I sit on the throne like chair in the corner of the room and look at the beautiful young brunette bouncing on my cock, I reach my hands out and as I pinched her nipples she cries out in pleasure as an orgasm tears through her body. I reach up with one hand and using the long, sharp and hardened fingernail of my index finger I draw it across her throat, slashing her neck wide open, blood gushes out of her wound and showers my naked body in the hot, thick red liquid and I try to catch as much of it in my mouth as I could taking several deep gulps as my mouth fills with the sweet blood of a newly defiled virgin. The rest of the girls in the room continue their …

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Doll House – Mr. Steel (pt 2) – Puta Girl’s Plan

Puta Girl was in her boss’s bathroom washing up. She was a mess after the fuckfest they just had. Who would have thought Mr. Steel could fuck so well. He left her covered in his cum and her face was a disaster. She knew her other persona had some slut in her. Maria Good always was down for a good fucking but here and now she was ready for anything. Becoming a Doll was the best thing for her and her libido. A knock on the bathroom door. “I got your bag,” came Mr. Steel’s voice. She turned from the sink and opened the door. He stood there back in his suit. He lifted his hand up to give her bag to her. “What,” she snapped? “Your a fucking mess,” he blurted out before he …

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My Rocky Relationship with Sheila–Part 3 of 4

CHAPTER 7 I had planned to be rid of Sheila, but it was not to be. Nan and I were watching a football game one Sunday evening when the phone rang. I could tell from the Caller ID that it was the police. “Evening Tom—Sergeant Perkins here; we have your wife in custody for DUI. She was picked up on Main weaving all across the road. Want to come down and bail her out?” I was on a first-name basis with a lot of cops. I had convinced Mary Ann to donate thousands of dollars of electrical equipment to the Police Athletic League when they wanted to renovate an old warehouse, turning it into a gym and classrooms for our town’s kids. I had personally inspected the premises with the cops and made suggestions as …

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