Voyages of the Trader vol 2.2, College Gap Year 2
As with all the “Trader’s” merchandise, she will be stuffed, silenced, and stimulated, in preparation for her new “career” ahead of her. Moffett, again, knocks it out of the park with this beautifully crafted piece. From the perverse mind of Rud3B0y, who shows, just how amazingly methodical, yet sexually charged, the Trader can be.
Foreign Girl Students Trapped 2
A month after their abduction, Alicia and Emily’s circumstances grow increasingly difficult. The captors take them out of confinement to have them perform labor around the property while subjecting them to degrading treatment and the constant threat of intimidation.
Kayla’s summer break: Sex ed.
After her long day being tormented by the boys at the pool in KSB4, Kayla falls into a restless sleep. Her mind slips from one wild fever dream to the next. In the only dream she will end up remembering in the morning, she is back in high school, but this time Tyler is there, and so is Jason, and so is Mark.
Bondage romances 2: Officer caught.
Meet John, a police officer who finds himself in a compromising situation. Desperate to hide his illicit dealings with a trafficker, he attempts to erase all evidence linking him to the criminal. However, his plans are thwarted when he encounters the striking and assertive Officer Nina. Confronted with a gun, John manages to subdue her. For the perky Nina, it is a horrific experience, but for John, it’s a dream come true.
Group X: Vanished.
Meanwhile, Chief Kallahan and her entourage arrive at Judge Dikson’s mansion to discover the demise of the old judge. The judge’s frantic wife accuses the Taylor family and their friend Vera of killing the old crag, and for this, she orders them to be punished and for their skins to be flayed. What levels are they willing to take these punishments to?
The hotties next door 13.
Meanwhile, Chief Kallahan and her entourage arrive at Judge Dikson’s mansion to discover the demise of the old judge. The judge’s frantic wife accuses the Taylor family and their friend Vera of killing the old crag, and for this, she orders them to be punished and for their skins to be flayed. What levels are they willing to take these punishments to?
Locker room
An hour later, Christina’s secretary enters the locker room and witnesses her boss being brutally ravished by an angry team of footballers. She undeniably experiences a great deal of pain as multiple cocks are simultaneously shoved into her.
Evil Elves 2
In this comic, a year after the elf takeover, Boklo interrupts Raax’s fun time with a dire predicament – the elves are unprepared for the upcoming Christmas sleigh ride!
Raax cannot allow this, so he suggests making his plaything Mrs. Claus, work, but it still proves insufficient.
The hotties next door 12
Meanwhile, the big-titted ebony, agent Laverne, mindlessly rides inspector Ronson’s BIG BLACK COCK, utterly oblivious to the fact that their secret rendezvous has piqued the interest of a saturnine man known as the preacher.
Only fiends
She must fight back! But the after-effects of last night’s indulgence are yet to wear off entirely, so she sobs as he torments her with a knife and a needle.
Dirty priest
Hailee is afraid she’s been corrupted by the devil. Hailee fears the thoughts running in her head. She doesn’t know what’s going on with her body, and she needs a guidance from a powerful and strong messenger to tell her what to do.
Living dolls
Full sized dolls and so lifelike too! At first, these third world thugs are alarmed, but then they become amused. What kind of weirdo keeps dolls in his house, let alone so many of them?
Voyages of the trader vol. 1
A consummate, young professional fresh out of law school and full of ambition at her new law firm, she’s all business and no pleasure… not that you could tell that from the fresh bounce in her step… a callback to her athletic, college years!
Harem horror hell part 7
Princess Jasmine has complete control over the emir, his fat wife, and their son Prince Ahmed. But she knows her willful “husband” and her in-laws still have it out for her; they want to knock Princess Jasmine down a peg and peg her while doing it! Unfortunately for the emir’s family, Jasmine has all the cards in her hands the enormous, black, mandingo slave trainer and the unassuming, simp Doctor Z.
Blackmailed teacher
Lucas can’t stop himself from daydreaming about sex. He figures undressing his red hot teacher, Ms. Alicia Banks, and making her wear a slutty schoolgirl outfit in his mind is better than her boring lectures.
Cidade do diabo part 3.
Will Clarissa impress ze? What will happen to the sultry slut Sarah? And what truly happens in the darkest depths of the brazilian favelas when no one but the demons and devils are watching?
Brainwashed
It was twenty minutes of pure agony. Twenty minutes? To Shiva it seemed twenty hours. Each lash was followed by a scream of pain, each scream followed by Shiva’s writhing and sobbing as she waited in terror for the next bite of the whip, not knowing whether to pray for time to recover or for Tarib to lash her NOW and end the interminable wait.
Safe passage
“This is not the King’s land,” Leandro turned to Caleb, “so my men are not in control of what happens here. I ask only that you leave that one” he pointed toward Saveda’s stretched body “right where she is. The other one” he nodded toward Carmen “you can do with what you want. But if you take off the leather strap around her chest, I am quite certain she will bleed to death. We will be back tomorrow with the rest of the King’s army to attack the Duke. You should be prepared to join us then if you wish to share in the booty.”
“Oh, my friend,” Caleb smiled as Leandro turned to lead his men back to the King’s castle, “I think we are going to share in the booty right now.”
Safe passage
It took Leandro and his men three hours to reach the border between the rivals’ territories, marked by a shallow stream. Carmen and Saveda both had begun to stir an hour into the trip, but, tied, gagged and hooded, the soldiers ignored them except for an occasional glance at their naked bodies. Carmen’s breasts, they all knew, were damaged beyond repair, but Saveda’s branded breasts, though unsightly, would not have stopped any of them from enjoying her pleasures if Leandro allowed it. For that matter, with the leather strap still covering her deformed breasts, they all would also have enjoyed Carmen’s remaining charms if given the opportunity.
The men startled for a second, and prepared for battle, when they saw a small band of ruffians in the distance ride toward them. After a few seconds, though, Leandro recognized them as men loyal to the King who could not yet know of his demise.
“Caleb, you are awfully close to the border,” Leandro chided the ruffians’ leader with a smile.
“We have no choice, friend, but to carry our raids across the border, since no one from the Duke’s castle ever enters the King’s territory anymore.” He noticed the two carts and rode closer to examine their contents. “Except two women passed by this morning. But we could see that several King’s guards were protecting them from a distance. In fact, an advance scout told us they were traveling to see the King and we were not to approach them for any reason. Are these the two?”
Brainwashed
“Tschkr, Tabil!”
The henchman walked silently past the helpless girl to the cart and reached for the terminals.
The wait was over. Shiva closed her eyes and clenched her teeth until they gnashed, preparing herself for the first taste of her tort2ure.
“Look at me!” The order sounded in clear, almost accent-free English, but Shiva did not think to show him the fear in her eyes, instead purposefully turned her head away from him.
BRZZZLLL…
For just a split second, she had felt the coldness of the metal on her skin at her sides right and left of the navel, then the burning pain of the discharge erased all other sensations.
“Look at me!” Her guts were still twitching under the aftermath of the shock when she felt the threat of the cold metal at the base of her spine.
“Fuck you!” she spat at him before the electric current convulsed her body against the leather thongs that bound her.
Safe passage
“NNNNNoooooooo!!!” Saveda’s shoulders shook as she screamed at Fernando. She meant only to express disbelief at her situation, but Fernando took it as her response to his question.
“A foolish choice, Duchess.” Fernando moved to the side. Humberto stepped forward and jammed the iron up into the underside of Saveda’s right breast. “GGGGaaaaaaa,” Saveda threw her head back and screamed as she felt the burning heat from the iron against her soft flesh. Again, Leandro held the iron in place for a full five seconds before moving backward.
Saveda’s screams continued even after Leandro had withdrawn the iron, joined quickly by a sudden stream of urine that poured out from between her legs and sprayed across the floor as she lost control of her bladder.
“You didn’t think that we would treat you less harshly than your servant, did you? In fact, you bear far more guilt for your spy plans than she does, so your pain should be greater than hers.”
Saveda straightened her head in time to see Humberto jam the hot iron directly into her left breast just below her nipple. This time the pain was too great, and her head slumped to her burned chest just as Humberto withdrew the iron.
Brainwashed
At the sound of her groan he looked up and ran his eyes up and down the helpless nudity of her suspended body. He grinned at her in anticipation of the joy he would take in using that body for his sadistic pleasure, then returned to his work, whistling softly. He pulled a leather strap through two loops at the ends of a cable that hung from the bar above her, then loosened the fetter that bound her right ankle. She was ready now. He grabbed her roughly by the waist and pulled her to the right until her hip touched the torture seat. Despite the sweltering heat in the torture chamber, she shivered at his touch as her gaze dropped to the dark metallic, teeth that awaited her. Instinctively she crossed her legs, but weakened by her ordeal she could not resist as he pulled her right leg over to the other side of the seat and fastened her ankle there with a leather strap.
Now the saw teeth were between her thighs, a few centimeters below her open pussy and Shiva could feel their threat as an icy coldness pouring from the metal tips.
“What …. what do you want from me?” She blurted out feverishly in a desperate attempt to gain some time.
Brainwashed
As soon as Tarib left the tortu2re chamber, Shiva’s resistance began to crumble. She stared at the timer as it ticked with madding inevitability toward the next agonizing shock. She couldn�t take her eyes off the steady march of the black hand. As it neared the fifteen minute mark she stiffened her resolve and prepared her body so as not to let the clock beat her.
But when the electricity hit there was no fighting it. She simply gave in to the pain and screamed. She couldn’t control her body which jerked and shook violently on the horse, each tremor savaging her pussy with the iron teeth.
The periods between the shocks were almost worse than the tortu2re itself. She couldn’t tear her eyes from the clock and the terrible black hand that jumped from minute to minute. She started seeing faces human faces in the clock face: taunting her, laughing at her, counting the minutes along with the hand. Tarib’s, Sayiid’s, even her own.
As the fifteen minutes became three, then two, then one, she started to fight her bonds. It hurt. Just her weight on the iron spikes was agony; when she started to struggle the pain became excruciating. She tried to remain still but the black hand told her she had to escape.
She started screaming even before the current raged through her body, scorching her pussy with a stream of electrons from her nipple and toe. When the electricity stopped her thighs continued to spasm and her vagina convulse. The pain was unrelenting and there was nothing she could do to stop it. All she could do was slump helplessly in the pitiless bondage and wait for the next surge of agonizing current.
Safe passage
Carmen’s screams filled the courtyard as Dominick tightened the leather strap another inch. She could feel the metal push into each breast in three places one straight into it and two at angles. She again closed her eyes, this time not with any hope that she would open them to find it had been a horrible nightmare she quite knew that it was real — but to stop herself from looking at the blood now oozing more rapidly from her breasts and dripping on the ground.
“With the next inch,” Dominick again leaned over from behind her, “the spikes will nearly meet in the middle. That is not going to be a pretty site. So I think you should tell the Captain why you really came to the castle?”
Carmen’s instincts were to try to pull her breasts free of the leather strap, but she knew that would destroy them even more, so she forced herself to remain as still as she could. This was not as still as she wanted as the pain forced her to squirm no matter how much she fought against it. So all she could do was continue to scream until her throat grew hoarse and her lungs exhausted.
Dominick noticed that the back door of the building where he knew the dungeon was had opened, and he walked over to it. Fernando could see his outline in the doorway, but Saveda was facing away from the door and could not.
“Has yours talked yet?” Fernando shouted toward the figure whom he knew was Dominick.
Brainwashed
She was panting more than breathing, talking was not on the program. If she heard the whip cutting through the air it never registered on her brain. What did was a sharp crack along with the sensation that a hot wire had been laid across her back. She didn’t scream, her mouth opened in shock. It was as though the lash had paralyzed her lungs. But her body seemed to have a mind of its own. Her back arched and she bucked and heaved out of control. She rose on the toes of her left foot and her right leg kicked up at her buttock. The second lash crossed over the first and the tip dug into her armpit. This time she screamed. The whip bit into her flesh again and again. And each time she screamed. They were screams not only of pain but also of horror. She was being whipped. WHIPPED! She had been tortu2red with electricity on the most sensitive parts of her naked body. They had hung her by her ankles and lowered her into a tank of water until her lungs almost burst. They had brutalized her vagina in the most savage ways possible. The pain had been unbearable, had come within an inch of breaking her, but she had held on. She was a spy, knew tortu2re was a risk that came with the job.
