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The judge

“Hello you must be Stephanie and I’m Judge Parks, come in my dear,” said the occupant of the room. Stephanie drew back a look of surprise changing to one of horror as she realized the occupant of this bedroom was a woman, a naked woman, middle aged, dark haired and quite unattractive. “My, you are a pretty one aren’t you. Tell me have you ever enjoyed the pleasure of lesbian sex before?”
“N … no …,” she shook her head vehemently. She had expected a man, even an old and ugly one, but this was worse, much worse, she felt sick inside, god she couldn’t be expected to go through with this, not with a woman, it was disgusting.
“Well then it will be a new experience you and you will address me as Ma’am.” The woman reached out with one hand running the tips of her fingers over the girl’s left breast, Stephanie instinctively pulled back from the woman’s caress.
Noreen Parks was secretly delighted at this response; it was what she enjoyed, to compel a normally heterosexual girl into performing lesbian sex with her.

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Broken and servile

Sergeant Guzman was a man who appreciated white Western girls, especially the pretty young college-aged ones like Brenda and LeeAnn. It was a stroke of luck for him to have intercepted their large group, all refugees, as they had crossed his country’s borders. Sergeant Guzman, along with the rest of the army in which he served, had been given the strictest orders to stop, apprehend and turn back or imprison all Westerners trying to escape the ongoing catastrophe and anarchy that ruined daily life in the States. Be as ruthless as you wish with them, his superiors told him; orders that Guzman took to heart.
Being ruthless came easily to Sergeant Guzman, who after rounding up the intruding group at gunpoint, separated the men and gunned them down. He liked the looks of LeeAnn and Brenda; he liked their large eyes and pretty faces; so that is why he left them standing while disposing of their half-dozen or so frightened, begging female companions. The Sergeant hummed to himself as he marched his two prisoners thru the dense forest; he was already thinking ahead of how he was going to punish them before indulging himself in the pleasures that both these girls would be providing him.

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“You look uncomfortable, bitch,” Jake said. “That’s good. You need to be shown that fucking is not for your pleasure. It’s for mine. I like having you all tied up like that; it means I can fuck all your holes and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it.”
When Holly had shown up at his door the night before, Jake had been impressed. They’d been talking online for a few weeks, after she had messaged him on a fetish website. She was a newbie sub, curious about getting tied up and spanked a bit.
They’d arranged a playdate at his house, but Jake didn’t have high hopes. These bitches never looked anything like their photos online. Everything was so carefully crafted to hide their flaws; the camera angle, their pose and everything was cropped in tight and photoshopped. Holly was gorgeous in her photos, so Jake was expecting an ugly pig to show up at his door.
Holly was even more gorgeous in person. She was also a bitch, despite all her promises of submission. Oh, he’d tied her up and spanked her a bit, just like she wanted. He’d rubbed her little clit until she came, just like she wanted. But she’d bitched the whole time. “That hurts too much. You’re not doing it right. Stop that. Don’t do that. I want this, I want that. I want, I want, I want.”
Jake decided he’d had enough. He needed to teach this stuck-up bitch a lesson.

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Brutal whipping

The man left the room and Jane’s blindfold was removed. “Jane, what’s there?” asked Jessica. Before she knew it , she was gripped tightly by an enormous man. He lifted her up and planted her right on his cock. “Oh my God! No please! Stop!”
“Shut up you stupid Western cunt” the voice whispered in her ear. “I want to enjoy the sound of your friends suffering. You should consider yourself lucky. Unless you would want to trade places with her?”
“What are you doing to her? Jane! What are they doing to you?”
All Jessica could hear were coughs and cries. Jane was being lifted up, a tight noose around her neck. A crotch rope had been roughly tied around her hips and running through her pussy. At least for now they wouldn’t be fucking her like they were her friend. They pulled her up again. She was nearly on tip-toes. “Oh my God” she thought “They’re going to fucking HANG ME! They can’t! I’m American!”

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One of the most infamous Whorefighters known by the crowd as “The Barbarian Cunt” stands above an unarmed, defenceless slave. Of course fuelled by her many victories and the crowd chanting her name, the thought of pardoning her 87th kill is not something that would ever cross her bloodthirsty mind.

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For as long as everyone could remember, there had been animosity between the Chinese and their Japanese counterparts. Though they were not currently at war, you could hardly call the relationship “friendly”. But one thing the Chinese government knew they hated much more than anyone was citizens who spoke up against them. In order to increase the “effectiveness” of their police, the Chinese government sent 100 of their agents to Japan on a mission. Their mission was to learn the Japanese art of Shibari – rope tying, bondage. They learned a great deal.
Mei had been caught stealing, the local judge knew that she had hidden her treasure somewhere. To extract the information from her, he asked his most loyal interrogator to try out this new Japanese art. To judge how well it worked, all of the local Judges came to see the interrogation.
There, the woman was stripped, begging, before being tied and hung in the most creative ways. A bucket of water was sometimes thrown at her, or used to dunk her head in. Sometimes she was whipped..
“Please! Let me down! I promise you there is no more!” cried the woman…

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Mary’s hell

Mary’s eyes were wide and fixed on the sight of the flogger crashing over and over into the fat, tied tits of the woman hanging in front of her. The woman’s pussy was so swollen that it was sticking out between her legs like a miniature cock and balls, and so purple that it looked more like something painted on than actual flesh. Without even realizing she was doing it, Mary’s hand sank down between her thighs and began rubbing her engorged clit, and gently fingering her pussy.
“You like this huh? You’re one sick bitch.” The man said, laughing as he continued beating the captive woman’s helpless tits.
Mary’s heart was racing, and every beat of her heart caused her pussy to throb with even more pent up pleasure. She began vigorously rubbing her clit now, desperate to find relief as she watched the leather fingers of the flogger continue to painfully caress of the swollen flesh of the woman’s abused tits.

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Inquisitor Francisco’s cock was still sore when Governor Lorenzo arrived at the Inquisiton’s headquarters the next day. After stretching out Elvira’s pussy with the wooden cock, the Governor and the Inquisitor fucking her every way they could. Francisco would whip her tits while Lorenzo fucked her ass before switching off. Then they would double fuck her stretched out pussy, relishing in her screams for mercy as her freshly punished was savagely fucked. For the two sadistic gentleman, it was there way of sealing their bargain. Lorenzo would judge Maria De Avila and the rest of her family guilty of witchcraft and hand them over to the Inqusition, and in exchange, Lorenzo would have access to all the tender and unwilling cunt meat he could want.

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Hanging women

Clara gave the whip a crack against young Sara’s back. The weights on her nipples and pussy lips jingled like wind chimes.
“You should have been more enthusiastic when you fucked your mother last night,” Clara told Sara, in a scolding tone. “Here you had this golden opportunity to impress Lord Diego and earn yourself some higher status, and you wasted it.”
Clara made a clucking sound with her tongue.
“Stupid little cunt, you think I like doing this? Whipping my own niece? But it has to be done, if you’re ever going to learn,”
Clara looked around subtly, trying to gauge if anyone else could hear what she was saying. Clara didn’t really believe that this whipping would teach any sort of lesson to her victim. Sara was a little slut, and she’d probably fucked her mother like a drunken boy at a town dance, and regardless of what Sara did, Clara would have found some excuse to beat her.

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“I bet she likes it” said Chris
Tanya looked at him, as she pumped the lever, forcing the spiked dildo into the girl’s poor ass. “You might be right, I think. We can’t have that. Maybe you should whip her cunt a while.”
Marie looked Chris in the eyes, her own eyes wide open. She shook her head and although she could not speak she was pleading with him, begging him not to hit her there. Her delicate sex was one of the few parts of her body not currently in terrible pain and she had hoped that her magnificent bosom would have kept their attention. Apparently not.
“What a fantastic idea. She’s still wet from the fucking with the guards earlier. Those animals will fuck anything, a girl as beautiful as this is a rare thing around here. Maybe I’ll fuck her in the front while you work her ass with your favourite toy… how does that sound whore!?”
The poor girl just coughed and spluttered, moans passing by the gag as the terrible instrument pounded her ass constantly.

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Island brothel of the sisters Chang

The female brothel owners referred to as the Chang Sisters consisted actually of Grandma Chang, daughter Miya and granddaughter Niyo. Together, they were a major cog in the criminal underworld that dominated the tiny, independent island nation of Tregau. Tregau’s only source of revenue was it’s extensive network of brothels, low-level gambling and smuggling. Located not far from China, now one of the few stable nations, it had managed to escape Chinese justice only by skillfully pandering to American and Western paranoia toward the emerging Asian giant. Now in this new global chaos, the island’s criminal elite had already begun to stow their ill-gotten gains in overseas banks and financial institutions; sooner or later, they knew that China would likely move to remove Tregau’s troublesome stain from the area – with it’s neighbors’ full approval.
But for bottom-scraping criminals like the Chang Sisters, fleeing was not an realistic consideration. Their sole option, they decided, was to make as much money as they could and flee to whatever safe haven when the Chinese came to clean things up. Ever clever, the Changs arranged to employ their Western contacts to spread rumors that Western women might find a welcoming refuge, free food and support in Tregau – with the Changs’ contact phones and addresses included, of course…

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Vicky screamed like a banshee as her stepfather, Victor, began viciously pulling her up by the tits again! His fingers sank into her tender breast flesh like he was kneading dough, and he made sure to dig his fingernails into her nipples and aerolas at every opportunity.
“Ughhhnnnn! Please… Let me off! Please…” Vicky pleaded.
Vicky’s thighs were trembling so hard that the sweat and cum pouring down them was flying off them like a spray. Her pussy was hovering above a vicious edge of wood. Her labia were dark red, even purple in some spots, from where she’d been forced to sit her entire bodyweight down on the wood. She’d been dancing this agonizing dance for nearly an hour now. Whenever the part of her pussy crushed against the wood would finally begin to go numb, Victor lifted her off the edge by her tits…
“PLEEASSEEEE! YOU’RE RUINING MEEEEE! I CAN’T HOLD ON!” Vicky shrieked. “MOMMMMY PLEEEASSSEEE! MAKE HIM STOPPPPP!”
The only response Vicky’s mother gave her though, was a satisfied moan as she continued stroking her clit.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god!”
Vicky started hyper ventilating as she slowly began to lower herself down again…

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Judge Ibuto

Judge Ibuto was one of the high-ranking powers behind the ruthless junta that ruled the mid-sized Third World country referred to as the Northern African Republic, a previously-ignored backwater. While it may still be backwater, it could no longer be ignored: recent discoveries of rich veins of uranium and minerals now made it important both to the struggling West and most other nations anxious to get access to what the Northern African Republic had to offer. So whatever the NAR wanted to do or however it ran it’s internal affairs was it’s own business – and that also included how it chose to deal with the hordes of Western refugees who sought relief inside it’s borders.
The Judge was one of those who was taking pleasure in dealing with Western refugees. Especially the pretty young females. The sprawling dungeons beneath his huge, guarded home contained cells that held almost fifty of the better-looking white girls that he came across.

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Inquisition

Lorenzo and Jose were just in time to see a new batch of penitents being dragged into the quarry, their only clothing the numbers hung around their necks. The pair of men gazed at them like wolves preparing for the hunt.
“Ah, what do we have here…” Lorenzo said, pulling a slender brunette girl out of the line of slaves. He grabbed one of the girl’s nipples between his knuckles, crushing and twisting it.
“Urrrghhh….” The girl squeaked, struggling to hold back the tears welling in her eyes. Her name was Amy and even though she’d only been here two days, she knew that crying and begging would only inflame the man’s passion. She’d heard the screaming and how it had only increased as the men causing it became even more cruel.
“Mmmmm, a tough one. I like breaking the tough ones. What do you think Jose? Is she worth the time?” Lorenzo asked.
Jose stepped up behind her and roughly shoved his cock between her naked, trembling pussy lips. He groaned in pleasure as her warm folds enveloped the head of his cock, and the girl’s squealing as she felt it twitching at the entrance to her hole only made him growl in her ear.

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“Mmm… heh heh heh… that was a good appetizer, but now it’s time for the main course! There’s nothing better than getting first taste at a world class piece!” Brother Leo bent down and his eyes lewdly raked between Becky’s widely and crudely spread legs. Brother Leo grinned lasciviously and licked his chops like a wolf examining little red riding hood… Poor Becky’s face was still flushed from shame, humiliation, and her burning lungs.
“Spread those legs, Cuntmeat! Do it! Of course, if you don’t want to cooperate, I could always face fuck that nicely open mouth of yours…” Brother Leo said, his voice oozing with a sinister leer.
Trembling, her mind and mouth still reeling from the awful sexual assault she’d endured, poor Becky did as she was told. Her soft, milky thighs quivered as she parted them. “Further… further…” Brother Leo said, his grin widening as he watched Becky strain as far as her bondage would allow, doing everything she could to please this sadistic monster. If it meant not getting choked by his enormous bull cock, Becky would do it. She could still taste his ball sweat and shaft stew in her mouth, and the taste made her want to vomit!
Stupid Becky didn’t know there was far, far worse than being forced to choke on an unwashed monk’s sinning steeple…

The marquis de sade’s friend

The Lord Caine provided many a “useful” service to his peers and fellow noblemen throughout the countryside. Among those services, which included such things such as procurement and training, was his most requested of all: obedience training! There were, after all, many a farmgirl or arrogant maid who thought herself above the “invitations” of their lords and masters. Many of these girls needed to be taught an awful reality: that they were nothing more than pieces of meat to be used as their betters saw fit!
“Not so tough now, are you?” one of Lord Caine’s friends, Lord Krebs, asked, clutching at a milkmaid Sylvia’s hair so tightly, he almost ripped it from her scalp! The girl screamed, not just from the brutal tugging on her hair but also from the hot wax dripping down upon her tender flesh! Her lord and master, Lord Krebs, merely laughed. “I bet you felt quite high and mighty when you doused me with your milk pail! But now look at you! I bet it doesn’t feel so good being covered in ‘milk’ now does it?”
The maid Sylvia huffed and puffed and glared at her lord and master, Lord Krebs. “Go to hell!” she shouted, struggling wildly against her bondage.

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The civil servant

“Faster you bitch come on move it,” he flicked the whip against the cheeks of her bottom compelling to grater effort, “that’s it give me a good show.” Crying bitterly the girl continued to ride the huge cock, it was hard for her to decide which was worse the sting of the whip or the painful stretching of the walls of her cunt.
“All right bitch you’ve had enough fun,” he said finally, “time for you to pay for being a dirty young whore.” He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up lifting her clear of the dildo, which left her body with a loud sucking plop.
He dragged the stool from beneath her and then uncoiled the whip to its full length. Standing back he took his measure, this was something he prided himself on, giving a good whipping, it was something he felt he had some skill at, as it was a talent he had practised before on previous visits to the hall with other unfortunate young women. He let the whip fly out but not at the girl. It whistled a though the air, then with a flick of his wrist he produced a loud crack that sounded like a gunshot in the close confines of the room. The girl jumped visibly.

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The marquis de sade’s friend

“Be quiet, you insolent slut!” the masked lady in red shouted. “You’ll learn your place in this household! You dare to deny your lord and master the privilege of sucking his cock?! Then your bum will bear the consequences!”
Lord Caine smiled as he watched his wife beat the ever loving spirit out of this insolent little girl. He felt his cock grow hard as he thought of the new depths this little tart would go to avoid more pain. He imagined the soft feel of her lips as they quivered around his thick member, how her tongue would dance underneath his shaft, both from trained skill and fear of the consequences should she fail.
“I do hope you’re paying attention, girl…” one of the more “experienced” slavegirls, marked by her mobcap bonnet, said, holding the onlooking, bound slavegirl in place. “This is what happens to those who disobey the orders of our Lord… he turns them over to his lady, the Lady Treble, and she makes short work of them…”

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His other hand rose, then, slap! He struck her hard, across her bottom. “Owww! … Oooo!” she yelped, taken by surprise.
Pleased by her reaction, he inflicted another slap on her pump tempting target, then another. He set about spanking the helpless girl in earnest, slapping her buttocks hard bringing tears to her eyes whilst all the while is other hand fingered her cunt.
“Naughty, naughty,” he chided her, “push your pussy into my hand”. Driven by the slapping of her bottom Judy thrust her hips forward, offering her cunt to his probing fingers that delved into the slit, frigging her.
“I think this dirty little pussy deserves some cock, but not mine I’m afraid. If you are a good girl I will fuck you later, but for now I think it is time we made use of this nice toy I ordered for you,” he indicated to the stool, with its monstrous protrusion.

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The marquis de sade’s friend

“As you can see, Father, we’ve procured that naughty, teasing tartlet… just as you’ve requested!” the Lord Caine explained, a malevolent grin crossing his face as he swept his hand across the helpless nun squirming and moaning wantonly atop the fine table.
“Oh… oh my…” the priest said, his eyes growing wide at the same time as his cock grew rock hard in his pants. One of the lord’s slavegirls, ever watchful, knelt down and obediently started rubbing the priest’s crotch, causing the holy man to let out a strangled moan of absolute lust as he looked at the teasing nun being brutally ass fucked with her own haughty, holy ornament.
“She was a fighter she was, claiming she was married to The Lord, but we all know how much of a tease she was. Even her own robes could not hide her own wanton lusts and whoring body! Consider this… a gift, from me to the Church. Surely you won’t forget this favor…” the Lord Caine said, knowingly watching the priest’s eyes bulge in their sockets as the nun suddenly started speaking…

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Disappeared while touring East Africa Republic: Although they had been hearing the warnings concerning the possible dangers of traveling through certain areas of Eastern Africa, sisters Catherine and Julianna had decided that the extremely low travel and lodging rates offered to tourists visiting the small, emerging country called the East Africa Republic was a deal just too good to pass up. Sure, there were the many reports of religious warfare in the outer provinces and the occasional anti-governmental riots and demonstrations; but the regime there, backed by Western interests, seemed to have things under relative control. Besides, the online tourist information sites listed the E.A.R. as having hotels and resorts ranked among the best 4-star facilities in the world. Word was that there would be few problems if tourists limited their activities to areas around the larger towns and the cities. More at Mad BDSM Art.
But Julianna and Catherine, being more robust and adventurous than the usual tourists, just couldn’t resist the lure of exploring the real, genuine aspects of the country; they hired themselves a car with four-wheel drive and employed a trusty-looking and helpful African guide named Tajni. Tanji looked somewhat imposing with his face anointed tribal scars, but he spoke English very well and had the nicest smile. Surely, they would discover more interesting things outside the country’s metropolitan areas.

The outposts were full of people who had made the Emperor very angry. That included all the women he had grown weary of, sometimes after just a few weeks…
The outposts were situated all over the asteroid ring known as the Ringstone. They were border stations, once again needed in the fight against the Doregos, a huge-cocked species which the Black Planet captured and used to penetrate rebel slaves. Recently the Black Planet had also got involved in fighting a new generation of Xagian rebels, among them the female warrior sect of Raxa. It was rumored that the Raxians were the secret sect that had captured and abused him when he was young. They were highly organized fighters and they used their sexual powers to attract specialized weapons engineers from different parts of the galaxy, kidnapping them if necessary. Raxians launched the most effective and most coordinated attacks on the Black Empire. More at BDSM Photos 24/7 It was said that they sometimes castrated captured soldiers, although this rumor could never be confirmed.

It was time for Tara to earn a little extra money for the Guzman Brothel with her owned pussy. The Senora had arranged to invite a half-dozen of her more valued male customers over to meet and sample what Tara had to offer. Senora Guzman liked to put on small orgies in order to show off her newest slaves; a very effective marketing tool, indeed.
Among all the other new slaves, it was the American Tara who seemed to become the favorite that night As Senora Guzman looked on with stern approval, each of her stiff-dicked guest’s grunted his appreciation of Tara’s most-abnormal snug slave pussy. The young slave-whore sobbed and cried as her fit body shook from the hard thrusts from the several cocks so eager to try to do their best to be the one that made her unable to take any more. The blond American slave girl did her slavish best to use her legs and hips to grind back at them as they fucked her; her fevered bucking working to cause them explode their cum up from their balls. As Tara labored under each man who topped her one by one as she lay on the stained mattress alongside the other slave girls chosen for the occasion. For the first, Tara truly became a fucktoy….

Fear is an important part of breaking a girl. You have to get her to think about you all the time, even when you’re not there. The anticipation is what really makes her mind crumble. Or hell, maybe I just like watching them shiver and cry.
I creaked the door slowly open. Instantly, she tried to twist her head around. She couldn’t see me of course. All she could see was my shadow, falling over her.
I just stood there for several moments. I enjoyed the way my dark shadow fell across her white skin. As if my shadow alone was claiming ownership over her body. I enjoyed the way she writhed back and forth in terror at the mere sight of my shadow. I guess I’ve always been a poet at heart.
Her body was stiff; ever inch of her naked flesh, attentive to me, trying to figure out what I was going to do to her today. As if there was anything she could do. Sometimes I just open the door and stand here, and then I close it and walk away. Just to fuck with her head. Not today though. Full story at 3D Interracial
I took a step inside and she burst out crying. I was instantly hard. I had so much power! Such total control over this hot little piece of ass! Was it really just last week that she was some cock-teasing little college freshman? I remember the smug look on her face as she walked past all the guys who drooled just to look at her. She used to think she such a big deal. Look at her now, afraid of my shadow.

The rules of the Emperor’s harem were based on pain and pleasure. They were implacable. Every so often the mature women were purged. This was done by a series of harem regeneration tests known as the “Maturalias”. The oldest women, all of them over 40 years old, were subjected to severe tests to establish if they were still worth a place in the harem. In these tests they had to show their worth as the Emperor’s concubine in tests of pain resistance, sexual skills and ability to withstand severe penetration.
Those who failed the tests were condemned to spending the rest of their days in much-feared confinement centers, or were made to participate in the Pain Festival. In this festival the Emperor’s concubines were submitted to the cruelest punishments purely to satisfy the whims of the Great Master of the Empire, as the Emperor now called himself. Those who were able to withstand all kinds of humiliating abuse were allowed to stay in the harem.
The Pain Festival is the high point of the Maturalias. Pain is administered in a special arena known as the Painkorror. It is full of the most blood-chilling instruments of torture. Most of the spectators are the cruel inhabitants of the Black Planet, who sit on the terraces drooling over the horrendous torture sessions. The Emperor Helmekios sits on his sacred throne, surrounded by female slaves who have passed the tests and who are allowed to serve him with their glistening naked bodies.