Witch hunt
Ever since that day, she had been in the witch-hunters’ dungeon. Everyday she would wake up, naked and tied to one device or another in the dungeon, and she would look over at the sunlight spilling down the stairs. The witch-hunter just happened to be Marcus’s father, and he let Marcus help with Gloria’s interrogation. Every day, Marcus would come and he would crop her beautiful, round tits with his riding crop. Gloria would scream when it hit her and his crop would leave wonderful marks, deep in her soft flesh.
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She had been in the witch-hunters’ dungeon
And then he’d fuck her open with his cock
Slavegirls in an oriental world
“GLLURRRGGGHHHHHH! AAHGGGGGLLLAAA!” The girl howled and gurgled around the cock in her throat. The cane was viciously slashing down across her swollen and now angry red pussy lips in a staccato rhythm , one blinding flash of agony after another with no time for her to rest.
Rashad groaned with pleasure as she screamed around his cock, but he was disciplined. It would be another hour at least before he came. By then her pussy would be nearly swollen shut from the welts and bruises he was leaving on her…
And then he’d fuck her open with his cock…
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And then you’ll service our cocks
Roman decadence
As Vinteria watched the two women, screaming and crying as the Romans abused them, she found herself glad she was being tied to the cross. A slow death seemed preferable to a life a Roman painslave or fuckdoll. “Oh don’t worry girl, you’ll only be up there until tomorrow morning. Then we’ll cut you down and you’ll take her place on the rack! And then you’ll service our cocks!”
“NOOOO!”
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The demand for half-white female babies was huge…
The Chinns breed yet another western girl
The was an already-large and still-growing demand for slaves in the Third World. Mr. Chinn and Mrs. Chinn, opportunistic entrepreneurs if there ever was one, realized the long-range economics of such a demand. Of course, the physical satisfactions and pure pleasures of this sort of business did not fail to impress them, either.
The demand for half-white female babies was huge. Once of age, those female babies would be perfect slave-female flesh; ripe to provide almost all slave-female talent as unpaid maids, house servants, fucktoys, brothel whores, sex-show sacrifices, breed-whores and even worse. Over the last year, the chins, through their wide range of contacts, had arranged the abduction and incarceration of some one hundred of the best-looking Western girls. Mr. Chinn loved Western girls; they resisted enslavement so fiercely at first but once broken, they were such compliant white sluts. They might cry but they would do it while bucking their pale hips, making Mr. Chinn’s hard cock to do its own bucking, shooting its thick loads of baby-making cum.
As for Mrs. Chinn, she appreciated Western slave girls just as much, maybe more. She liked how they lost their pride after they experienced the agonizing distresses designed and directed especially by Mrs. Chinn. After being broken in and still being repeatedly raped by Mr. Chinn, those girls were so happy to show their humbleness to his wife – and they showed it by bestowing kisses, licking and sucking her sopping cunt and licking and sucking her pulsing asshole and widening their pretty mouth to accept whatever oozed out from Mrs. Chinn’s own excited holes.
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Please use my disgusting body for your pleasure
Roman decadence
“Awww, feel my seed filling your filthy barbarian womb?” Arturo laughed, his body twitching as his cock shot his semen deep into her violated hole. “I hope you get pregnant whore. And I hope it’s a daughter so that when she comes of age, I can fuck her too, while you watch!”
“Arturo, please, not so loud. I can’t hear what this lovely girl is saying?” Legate Antonius said.
“Please my lord, my good Roman lord, let me service you! Let me give myself to you! I’m begging you! Please use my disgusting body for your pleasure!” The girl sobbed brokenly, trying to squirm away from Antonius who was brutally squeezing and twisting her tit in his hand.
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Karma part 2
Karma part 2
Erenisch comics are a grand experiment in erotic story telling. Again and again Writer/Artist Erenisch proves that erotic stories can be red-hot porn, while at the same time, interesting and even thought-provoking. Erenisch keeps taking risks and trying things no other artist has ever tried, and those risks keep paying off.
Each Erenisch comic takes place inside of a shared universe, with recurring characters, each with a distinct personality. Whether you are a first-timer reader, or a devoted follower who writes fan-fiction on the Erenisch forum, you will love this comic! Special focus in this issue is on action and chase scenes, puppy-girl humiliation, and slavegirls learning to enjoy oppressing other women. This comic is not to be missed!
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Please, milords! Please let me go!
The marquis de sade’s friend
“Well, my lords? What do you think of these two?” The two lords, Lord Calaban and Lord Foster, couldn’t keep their hands off the girls’ supple skin and tight, nubile flesh. “They are most perfect, Lord Caine! They are most excellent indeed!” the Lord Calaban said, kneeling down to take a mouthful of ass between his teeth and bite viciously!
“Ouch!” little Annie cried out, wriggling and squealing as she dangled from the ceiling. “Please, milords! Please let me go! This… this is wrong! Please!”
“Quiet, you!” Lord Caine said, slapping the blonde bitch across the cheek. “This will teach you to steal from my gardens, you little slut!” he roared. “Now you’ll be sold as sex slaves and fuckpets to anyone willing to pay your piddling price! Normally I’d charge more, but I think it should serve as a lesson that the both of you are cheaper than a cow and a chicken!”
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Witch hunters no.6
Witch hunters no.6
The Middle Ages were a dark, sinister, and suspicious time full of ignorance and misunderstandings of the universe and the world at large. The church reigned supreme and had nigh absolute control not just of the earthly possessions of men and women but their very souls as well! Above all else, there was one thing that the church did not tolerate: women who expressed their natural, carnal desires, especially in the wholly “unnatural” act of loving other women!
It didn’t take long. A merchant’s wife, Marguerite was caught in the very carnal act that the church itself publicly detested but secretly desired: a midnight rendezvous with other, lesbian women! Her husband himself caught lovely Marguerite in the act, dancing and pleasuring themselves and each other shamelessly in the full light of the moon. Unfortunately for poor Marguerite and her lesbian lovers, this act was not seen as just shameful and humiliating when publicly exposed. Her sinful acts would condemn Marguerite and her lovers to the very depths of hell. It was not just a crime to love other women; it was a stain on the very soul itself! The church’s reach would go far and wide to root out this corruption by root, stem, and leaf no matter how far it would go. Marguerite would not be the only one to suffer by the end… there would be others caught up in the whirlwind madness as well… whether they wanted to be or not!
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The queen of deadwood
The queen of deadwood
She was blonde, pretty, and spirited, like an unbroken filly flowered on the fields. Sheriff Lloyd was one of the better lawmen… or law women… of this land. She knew her town, she knew her people, and she knew her stuff. She could shoot as straight as the best of them, and when she laid down the rules, she meant it. Hot stuff with a hotter temper, Sheriff Lloyd would make this land a just and right place in her own little neck of the woods.
But things turn south in ways Sheriff Lloyd couldn’t possibly imagine when she arrests “Two-Beers” Jack, one of the lowlife thugs that trespass upon this lawful ground. A sucker and scum and certainly not worth much, Two Beers Jack has one thing going for him: his boss is the infamous “Hammer” Jackson, and Hammer does NOT appreciate his men being locked away for life!
The townspeople try to warn Sheriff Lloyd. Some fish are just too big to catch. Some critters are better left alone, wild and untamed in this wild, wild west. Sheriff Lloyd ignored their advice, to her peril. Now she will pay with her body and her holes and maybe… maybe even her life!
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They grabbed a few women and ripped their clothes…
During the early days of the Revolution
It was reported that all women, except the most loyal allies of the Revolution, would be slaves. There would be no middle ground. Then the power grid went down and it became much harder to get news.
At first, it had seemed like these dire events would have no effect on the tiny isolated town in Idaho where Jacob and Jugs lived. There were no prisons or Revolutionary armies interested in invading their little town. But then Jacob and a few men had spontaneously decided to join the Revolution. They grabbed a few women and ripped their clothes off in public, then gagged and chained them, and paraded them around the street naked. For Jacob, it was the most frightening thing he’d ever done, but also the most rewarding.
Jacob shouted for his neighbors to rise up with him and overthrow the old system.
“The old system has made us all poor and miserable!” said Jacob as we walked the streets. “Men are all forced to beg for the approval of a thousand spoiled bitchy women and few spoiled, rich men!”
“Fuck the old way!” shouted Jacob. “This is our chance! It’s time for men to live the way we always dreamed of!”
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Snatcher 2: Cosprey
Snatcher 2: Cosprey
Cyndi Walsh is just the latest cosplay hopeful checking in during the height of con season. She’s blossomed out from the scrawny twig she once was, and she hopes to make a big splash on the convention floor with her latest cosplay invention!
Unfortunately for sweet Cyndi, there are other people on the convention floor looking to make a big splash of a different kind. This sick sadist is on the prowl not for rare memorabilia or pictures with the nerdy and famous! No… he’s looking for a girl just like Cyndi: sweet, innocent, young, and unspoiled. This guy is a master mugger. He knows how to pick his targets, how to bring them down, and how to break them in. Little Cyndi never stood a chance.
But things get better for this malicious mugger as the day wears on. It turns out Cyndi has friends, and they want to visit her during the convention. He’s hit the jackpot alright! It turns out that nerd conventions are not only a great place to find fresh, female flesh but also a great place to transport them out and hide them. After all, cons are noisy, the staff is overworked and overwhelmed, and nobody is going to think twice that a sexy cosplay cutie stumbling past is really a helplessly bound piece of puss desperate to escape!
Will Cyndi and her friends escape or are they doomed to a life of bondage submission and slavery??
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Emma’s Grief
Emma’s Grief
It is the time of Victorian England, of polite society, of uppercrust privilege, and Miss Emma Watling is the cream of the crop. Young, pretty, innocent, and refined, little Emma Watling retreats to her cousin’s estate to escape the trials and tribulations of London society to experience some rest and recuperation out in the countryside. Unfortunately for dear little Emma, her cousin, Lady Wilhemina Strafford is an odd type. Emma always remembered that her distant cousin was a little off, but she was too young to remember why.
Underneath the refined and privileged nature of English gentility runs a seedy undercurrent of cruel, sadistic brutality! …especially against young, helpless, succulent females. After all, the Empire was not willed into existence by being nice… by being “civilized.” Emma fell for all the simple platitudes of her childhood. She will learn the hard way that things are done differently when the need requires…
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Halt… turn… face me… now drop down… noses to the ground…
The major
Major Riggott watched with amusement as the line of girls, gasping at this extra exertion came romping towards him, their legs pounding up and down, their young breasts bouncing saucily in a very uncomfortable looking manner.
Then as they were just a few meters away, “Halt … A … bout … turn!” bellowed the man.
The girls came to a halt their thighs still pumping up and down as they made a complete turn and set off in the opposite direction, now favouring him with a view of their plump jiggling bottoms.
“Halt … turn … face me … now drop down … noses to the ground,” he shouted out. The girls came to a halt turned then fell down lying prostrate, face down on the floor, their noses pressed along with the rest of their naked bodies against the hard, cold, stone flags. He let them rest for a moment shivering with cold and fear, viewing the row of bare bottoms, such tempting targets for his whip, before he gave the next command.
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Huzadi shivered with delight as she turned…
Madam Huzadi’s new toys
Western countries needed an never-ending supply of meats and produce products and Madam Huzadi was the CEO of the mega-corporation that specialized in these items; from their vast farms and other properties throughout South America and Africa, the food outlets in the West had a stable, reliable supplier.
But the Madam needed her own source of relief from the terrible responsibility of managing such a huge and essential business. She needed a stable of beautiful Western girls to attend her every need, to worship, adore and please every inch, every hole of her more-than-ample form.
Right now, her new French slavegirl Heidi, was burrowing her pretty head under a fold of Madam Huzadi’s fat stomach so that she lick and suck on the Madam’s needy clit with her pretty tongue. Huzadi shivered with delight as she turned her attention back to the blond American slave Emily. She had only spent a half-hour warming Emily up with her heavy whipping; she would spend many more days with the girl in order that she might be truly ready to train.
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Dark vengeance IV
Dark vengeance IV
In the dark of night, a new shipment brings in some fresh inmates toward their new home: the prison block! But this is no ordinary prison. Run by the corrupt Archibald Bishop, this place is hardly a prison but instead a slaver’s paradise where the warden pimps prostitutes to his captive audience. And wouldn’t you know it, Tyrone and the gang are back in business, and Archibald Bishop is their first customer. He’ll be pleased to see pretty Holly and Brooke, well trained and well heeled whores ready and eager to serve under pain of PAIN!
But Tyrone, Spike, and Dozer aren’t here just to watch the ladies get banged in all their holes and cry like the little girls they are, though that’s a nice bonus all the same. No, they’re here to meet an old friend and remind him of days long past, when the fun truly began, in another life, in another time.
In the seedy underbelly of decadent Hollywood, another set of luscious ladies will meet their fate, whether they want to or not! “Invited” to the party by a waning movie star, the crimes that sent these three away will be committed before your very eyes in their complete and unmitigated depravity!
Sixteen years ago, the crimes that Tyrone, Spike, and Dozer commit are truly heinous! It sent them away for this long, after all.
Pretty CHASTITY MILLS will learn the hard way that her backwards views on black men are not welcome in this world. She will be humiliated, tormented, and forced to do unspeakable, vile things in order to survive. After all, her sister, Modesty Mills, is depending on her… even if Modesty doesn’t know the real deal. Chastity Mills is the gateway drug to Tyrone’s horrifying hellscape. A new adventure is just beginning in this amazing issue of FERNANDO’S DARK VENGEANCE 4!!!
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Wild west
This foolish girl did not get far before the hunters and trackers, well versed in the art of stalking far more cunning and elusive prey, found her. She was young and stupid and weak and left a trail a thousand torches bright. The girl stopped by a lake to try and get a drink, and that’s when they grabbed her!
“No! Please! Let me go!” she wailed, struggling wildly as the hunters grabbed her from out of the shadows. The hunters were relentless, and they tore away her pretty dress and pretty clothes to reveal her naked body. “The chieftain wanted you, alive and unspoiled with holes still tight and unfucked!” one of the hunters roared. “And you dare to defy him and dishonor him by fleeing? You foolish cunt! You must be disciplined and taught your place!”
The hunters tied her up swiftly, just like they would to a piece of meat they were about to skin. The ropes were stronger than the struggling, delicate female as they tied her to the tree with a bit of driftwood found alongside the lake. Her skirt coyly slipped from her hips and revealed her well trimmed pussy. The hunters sneered at this. “I see SOMEONE enjoys teasing the menfolk!” one of them snarled. “I’d better make sure she hasn’t slept around with that whole fucking town!” the other said before ramming his thick, calloused fingers right up the girl’s puss!
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Three of the men held her down and forced her legs apart…
Captured fuck yourself
To begin with she had tried to protect her modesty and keep her legs closed. That was a mistake. Three of the men held her down and forced her legs apart, then beat her thighs with a paddle until they were red raw. Then they started on her large breasts for fun. They couldn’t decide who was going to get to use her first so they agreed perhaps she should make herself wet and ready for them.
The leader of the party, a large man – possibly Japanese – stood there with a whip in his hand. He ordered her to look him in the eyes the whole time. If she closed them, he brought the whip down on her most intimate areas. It was him who had shoved the dildo in her ass – unlubed. The first time anyone had put anything up there and she knew, just by looking at the crowd, it was certainly not going to be the last time.
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She was eager to suck her master’s cock…
“Not yet, Muppypup,” Johnny held up his finger, signaling the puppy girl to wait.
The look on her face was priceless. Muppypup was so disappointed! She was eager to suck her master’s cock. And perhaps even more importantly, she was jealous that the girl next to her was being rewarded and not her.
Johnny looked into her eyes, gently but firmly. “You haven’t earned cock yet. Only good girls get cock, understand?”
She looked down, her expression showed that she was at once hurt and also promising herself she’d do better (if only to surpass her rival). Once a girl became a puppy girl and all her powers of speech were removed, it was amazing how much she learned to communicate with just her face. It seemed to happen automatically. A puppygirl’s life was defined more by feelings than by thoughts. And each of those feelings was written on her face for all to see, at all times. Muppypup was no exception. It was amazing to think that this eager, dumb slut had once been a resistance fighter. Johnny swelled with pride as he thought about how much the Revolution had accomplished in a few short years.
“Do you know where we are, Muppypup?” Johnny felt himself beginning to grow philosophical. Muppypup cocked her head to the side and gave the confused, dumb look she always gave when she sensed someone was asking a question.
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Tell me have you ever enjoyed the pleasure of lesbian sex before…
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
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…
“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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He lifted her up and planted her right on his cock…
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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The Barbarian cunt
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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Chinese torments
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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The woman’s pussy was so swollen that it was sticking out between her legs like a….
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.
