Torture

taken and abused

i was riding my horse one day when a beam of light hit me in the face, before i knew it i was paralised and being beamed aboard a ship after the stun effect wore off i reolised i was clamped to a table of sort and alien beings began to probe me around my chest then around my crotch there was nothing i could do to help myself i was clamped to a table and at thier mercy. one of the aliens come to the table and began to cut off my knee high riding boots, he just looked at them and they vanished into thin air. next my skin tight white johdpurs were beamed off my body leaving my pube free dick fully visable they began to play with my balls and my …

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The Succubus Chapters 3-4

The Succubus Chapter 3 I enter into the demon world of Lilith, the half asian, half white, seemingly 10 year old demon goddess.. Like always, it is a blank room that seems to have no end, with a bathtub full of semen in the middle. Lilith does not seem to notice me come in. This is understandable, seeing that she is in the semen bathtub with 2 5 year old girls, twisting their nipples. They are both short and thin, but one has brown hair, shoulder length, and the other one has long curly blonde hair that seems to tickle her nipples. The three of them are drenched in cum. When I finally empty the semen from fucking William into the tub, Lilith seems to notice my presence. “Aah, welcome Chloe. These are my two …

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The Prisoner (Part 2)_(1)

It was a sunny day outside the prison, six years after Jennie Connelly had been locked up, and it was finally the day of her release. She signed the release papers and walked to the entrance, and stepped out into the brilliant sunshine for the first time in six long years. It was at that moment that Stephen pulled up in his car. Stephen was one of the guard’s at the prison and him and Jennie had had a secret relationship going for the last few weeks of her time in prison, and Stephen had invited Jennie back to his house to live together, rather than her going to one of the shelters run by the prison for newly released inmates. Jennie walked over to the car and climbed in the passenger side, “Aren’t you …

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Salvation Ch. 15 Cruel Lessons

Alice strolled across the courtyard, deep in thought, her recent tour of the facilities fresh on her mind. Having Herbert to take care of all the paperwork had freed her to entertain her many distinguished visitors and to be able to indulge herself in her greatest passion, the abuse, punishment and torture of her young charges. Jim Cosgrove appeared from the side entrance, three young girls in front of him, all with that special glow and look to their faces that spoke of a secret knowledge, a special knowing of what was in store for them. “Miss Marchant, how good to see you again!” he called, telling the girls to hurry along to the stables and to report to Miss Sharp the riding mistress for their lessons. “I thought I’d make use of your excellent …

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Somewhere in Afgan

There was a knock on my door. “Come,” I answered, “Prisoner and escort Sah!” shouted Sgt Major Riley in an ear splitting roar completely inappropriate for a small hut after an all nighter in the mess. “Well come on in,” I invited. I surveyed the biggest and ugliest Arab “Woman” I had ever seen, at least the murderous eyes and UK size 17 bovver boots which was all I could see with the huge all enveloping Berk-er it wore gave that impression. “Sah, Prisoner will advance, wait for it, Hep Tight, Hep Tight Hep tight Alt, Prisoner Sah, Gook impersonator woman Sah, Tranny Sah, Tranny wi no Fanny sah.” “I think I get the picture, “ I agreed as the surly individual glared atme through the slit in its Burkah. “Geneva convention, woman’s need to …

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Druid’s Ordeal (Full)

Warning: This is a very long high-fantasy story with elves, dwarfs, magic, etc. It contains extreme scenes such as rape, whippings and creature sex. It is a full repost of an earlier story done in chapters that I edited and combined. Druid’s Ordeal by E.Y. Toad Chapter 1 To Ronak my Betrothed, or whoever may find this letter: My name is Dahlia. I am a 19 year old human female. I am an initiate druid studying under Arch Druid Westrell in the Grove of Tranquility. I am now being held captive; a slave to the perverse desires of an evil man. I beg of you, please see that this letter reaches Ronak. He is a half-elf fletcher’s apprentice in the Elven city of Fellgar. I swear that you will be suitably rewarded for your effort. …

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STOMP!

The blonde woman sat in darkness, taking occasional drags from a menthol cigarette that she had been nursing for at least 10 minutes. “Hm…” The blonde woman sighed while looking at her cell phone, 2 : 59 a.m. The blonde woman sighed again loudly and muttered to herself “can’t for once they be early? They know how my anxiety gets to me when I am waiting like this” she said power hitting her cigarette down to the filter. The blonde woman looked at the cigarette and swore before throwing it to the ground and crushing it under her big black boot heel. The room she was in resembled that of a 12th century dungeon, with chains on the walls, several torture devices and the fresh, blood stained corpses of previous victims. “SCREEEEEEEEEEECH” A door opened …

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Becky’s 1st day at work

Becky hummed happily to herself as she slid a brush through her hair, touched up her lipstick and got ready to go to school. Her cellphone rang, and as she answered it she was already picking up her bag and books. She grinned as she heard the voice of her favorite uncle. “Hey Becky, how’s my honey?”, Rick asked. “Fine”, Becky answered, “but if i don’t hurry i’m gonna be late for school.” “Wanna come over here instead?”, Rick asked. “I really want to, Rick, but I’ll get in trouble if i skip again”, she replied, remembering the time last week when she left school at lunchtime to seduce her uncle. She had gotten in big trouble with the dean and her mom, but the memory of her fuck session with Rick and his friends …

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As a Dodo pt 4

Part four I’m afraid I got ahead of myself in part 3, racing ahead to the events in England where Victoria went though rehabilitation whereas in fact there were a number of loose ends to tie up back in Harare. I shall back track and take up the story of Msala again. It seemed Manser Smythe was interested in Msala for his Oomzakoolu wildlife reserve that is if she was still lactating so I decided to send out for a breast pump, I sent little Mimi Alouette one of our counter clerks out to find one but when she returned empty handed I called her to my office. She stood before my big Mahogany desk as I lounged in my big leather swivel chair. “You are truly useless, here are your documents, you are fired.” …

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rayna’s contract ch 2

Drake finally awoke from his peaceful sleep. “So, my love. How did you like last night?” “I loved it. I loved it all. We should have another session tonight.” replied Rayna. “Maybe after the party, eh?” suggested Drake rather sleepily. “I have an idea. Maybe we could start tonight’s contract, at the party.” “You do realize that this is a banquet for your work? Without making a great impression on some of those guys, you won’t get the deals you need to further your modeling career.” murmured Drake, appalled at Rayna’s childish thoughts. “Yes I do, which is why I intend to impress them beyond their wildest dreams. If you start the contract early, I’ll be under your control. In which, I can do certain things to entertain those guests, nailing my modeling gigs at …

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Lisas Transformation 1-4

—————————– Chapter One – Kidnapped Lisa was not the average girl, not the girl next door. She always had a thing for attention. For eyes following her all over when she walked somewhere, entered the room or got on a bus. Since she turned 14, she was wearing high heels and short stuff. Mostly red which fitted her bright blonde hair really well. She was really what you call an early starter. At the age of 15 she already had a B cup which then kept growing until it reached the D she had at the moment. The moment? Yes, breasts keep growing until you’re 22 and she was only 17 by now. But it was not only her breasts but also her whole body size. She always kept an eye on her weight. 162cm …

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Vengeance 19

Vengeance 19 “What do you want for your birthday?” she asked. We were sitting together on the futon on a Saturday night finishing off the last bit of Chinese food. “Well, what do you get a guy who already has everything?” She laughed and gave a playful shove, “you’re so corny!” My birthday was in mid November, six days away in fact, and she still pretended to have no idea what to get me. “A blowjob,” she asked giggling and rubbing my dick through my pants. “How’s that different from any other day?” I countered, setting the box down and kissing her. She put her own box of rice down on the round coffee table I’d ‘borrowed’ from the floor lounge and smiled. She undid my zipper and slid my rapidly hardening dick out the …

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Salvation Ch. 1 Alice Marchant

In comparison with other similar establishments, St Saviour’s orphanage is a large, bleak and imposing building. More a series of buildings attached to each other rather than one building, each builder trying to stamp his authority on the overall structure. Standing in its own private grounds and set back from the road, the only way into the property is by a long and winding driveway. At the rear of the main building are several smaller buildings, an enclosed courtyard next to the old stables and a large walled garden. Foundered by the Marchant family in 1837, it has provided care and shelter for children who have lost their parents at sea, for the past 60 years. Located in the St John’s Wood area of London, it serves, through the family connections with the navy, much …

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RAISING A WOLF, PT.2

“OK Alexis,” Johnathan said, feeling quite smug “Good thing you have the afternoon off, ‘cause this is going to take a while. Now you step up and bend over that bed.” Alexis was still very hesitant and trying to get out of this. “Mr. Roberts, if you hurt me…” she stammered “You’ll take what I give to you & like it,” John interjected “Because now? I own you ‘till this debt is paid. Now don’t make me repeat myself.” Flopping a pillow as the edge of the bed, Johnathan roughly ‘helped’ her to the edge of it. “Woman, you’d best get used to this, because ONE EMAIL…” Alexis nodded, tucked her chin with a “Humph!” and bent over the bed. Opening the antique white dresser, John removed a stiff leather paddle in the shape of …

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The Man of Sin: Chapter 4_(0)

Chapter 4 Lily whimpered with her face to the ground, feeling more humiliated than ever in her life. She felt like she was doing something wrong, something dangerous and unwholesome. She was with Xavier behind the university gym, enjoying the privacy. Buzzing inside her were two large vibrators, one in her ass and one in her pussy, with Xavier stirring them to further intensify the tidal wave of sensations sweeping through her. He was training her in anal play, having convinced her that it would be a great method of bringing her joy and physical pleasure, as well as let them break down the physical and emotional barriers between them. In reality, he was doing this to weaken whatever resistance she might have to his will. The more he humiliated her like this, the more …

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The Secret Life of Mike the bipolar MANCUNT: Part 1 the beginning

This is a 100% true story and is the beginning of my journal of the hidden dark side of my life. I am a 46 yr old discrete closeted gay man that is bipolar with rapid cycling. My story and the ones to follow are not so seek sympathy or even understanding it only meant to get off of my chest all the things I have done in my progressively sick perverted life. Maybe someone will be able to relate and find some comfort in not being alone in this world.. The things I do and have done I do so out of my free will. Yes I am bipolar and most of the stories occur during either maniac or depressive times but that is the nature of the illness. Heck I don’t even consider …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Final Chapter

Chapter Nine Isaac and the girls were in walking down the expansive hallways of the Maine Mall, moving from store to store. Isaac had decided to take them shopping and spoil them a little, so of course he was carrying the bags and covering most of the purchases. The smiles of their faces were priceless, but hauling the countless bags of clothes, he couldn’t help but smile at the thought that he now felt like THEIR slave. Blood splattered across the movie screen in the newest horror movie released, with Alice, Holly, and Donna trying to sink into their theater seats while struggling to work up the courage to watch the film. The four of them had been trying to pick a movie to go out and see, when Alice spontaneously suggested seeing the ghost …

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Special Ops: Revenge

Marcus Brewer had just gotten home from his DOD security job. He had retired from the navy 6 months ago as an E-9 Master Chief. Being a former SEAL, he had no problem getting on with the government working security. His military training with the special forces had made him a valuable asset in evaluating possible security breeches and how to tighten the belt, so to speak. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and was about to put it on the counter when it began to vibrate. He looked down at the cller ID and noticed a strange number. He answered it. “Hello, this is Brewer.” He barked. “Mr. Brewer, this is Detective Simmons with the Norfolk PD. We need you to come to Norfolk General Hospital. There’s been an incident involving your …

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My sisters their friends and me, their sissy

“My sisters their friends and me, their sissy” Part One My oldest sister Vickie, was 18 when my mom died. My middle sister Michelle, was 14 and my youngest sister Joy, was 11. I, Mark was the baby of the family at 7 and had been the only male in the house since father had passed away when I was 2. He left us well off and with his money well invested we lived very nicely indeed. We had a private tutor/governess, Ms Wells, a young lady of some thirty or so I suppose. A live-in housekeeper Ms Dee Dee, a French exchange student about twenty four or so. And a cook/butler/chauffer/handyman/gardener Fido, a young man of about twenty or so. I always thought his name to be strange but when I asked my sisters …

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Traci’s Abduction and Rape 4

Traci’s Abduction and Rape 4 It has been almost two years since Traci was taken to a remote building by her kidnapper. He had tied, whipped, caned, vibrated, and fucked her in all her holes. She thinks often of the pain and pleasure he forced on her using and abusing her. Each time she relives the experience with her unknown abductor she gets wet and masturbates to very hard orgasms. She has dated and had sex many times since the last time he used her but nothing from any of her dates gave her the pleasure she felt while he used and abused her. She still has her online friend in Texas and has told him every detail of her experiences she received from the friend he sent her way. She has ask several times …

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