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The Hostage 4

Under duress, Belen is coerced into performing humiliating acts while being strictly controlled to avoid further punishment. Meanwhile, Margot, an imprisoned French mother, is compelled to witness these events while serving Dalton.

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The house of tears 2.


Emma’s father was found protesting the government in this totalitarian dictatorship. The family had a choice: either they could all be sent to the labor camps to work and starve to their deaths, or Emma could volunteer herself in order to save her family. In the end, it wasn’t a hard choice to make. Emma didn’t want her mother or father or sisters to suffer, so she would do her duty and pay for her father’s misdeeds.

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Witch hunt

Gloria gasped softly as Gregory’s hand grazed the inside of her thigh. After all the horrors she and her mother hand endured, somehow his soft caress was the most frightening. Her pussy surged with pleasure at his light touch. It was as if her body was confused, it didn’t know what was really happening. No matter how much she told her greedy little cunt to be afraid, it didn’t listen. The more horrible their predicament became, the more aroused she felt.
It had started innocently enough. Gregory smiled at her one day when she was serving him drinks at the tavern. She smiled back. That was what you were supposed to do. The customers were supposed to be kept happy. Gloria’s mother worked in the kitchen and she’d had to beg and plead with the owner to get her this job at the tavern, so Gloria did everything she could to keep it.
But then Gregory hooked his finger and beckoned her to come over to him. He grinned like he was the owner of the world. Gloria was surprised by this, Gregory had never been one of the rich and powerful in town, he’d never exuded this air of authority before, but now at the slightest indication from him, she found herself obeying. She walked towards his table, as if in a daze, and stood before him, waiting for instructions.
There was an old man in black robes sitting next to him, who Gloria didn’t know, Gregory turned to him, ignoring her for the moment.
“Incredible,” he said. “I feel like a god.”
The man laughed.
“These are just the beginnings of the rewards you will enjoy in my service.”
Gregory slid his hand under Gloria’s skirt. Incredibly she did not move back, she just leaned in closer, and whimpered.

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Inquisition

Francisco had the two girls brought to his private chamber. For a man who preached religion, and simple living, it was a very extravagant room. There were expensive copies of Holy texts all around, and soft luxurious furnishing. He removed the gag from the mother. She simply stared him in the eyes and softly whispered “Please…”
“You think I am not merciful?” asked Francisco, “You would be wrong. A mother would do anything to save her daughter from suffering, would she not?”
Seeing an opportunity to spare Maria, if even a little, her mother offered herself completely to Francisco. “I’ll do anything you want, whatever you need of me. Please do what you wish. Please don’t hurt my daughter anymore.”
“I cannot do that woman. Her flesh requires purification, as does yours. But if you agree to do EVERYTHING that I command of you, I promise that I will give YOU the most difficult tasks.”
Nodding quickly, the mother replied “Yes, of course. Anything. I will do whatever you command.”

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Inquisition

The whipping block being used today was, like all of the Inquisitor’s inventions, a very cruel one. It was actually designed as a type of wooden horse – made for the unlucky victim to “ride”, so that it split them in two. The block was pushed into place where Maria’s mother had a good view of her daughter’s suffering.
Maria was forced onto the triangular block before being pushed down. A chain was attached to her neck and held her head down. Cuffs were attached to her feet, to keep them together. Next, a large and heavy triangular block was attached to her arms – forcing them into a deeply uncomfortable position and preventing her from using them to steady herself.
“Ahh, please, stop, it hurts so much!” begged Maria
“You stupid cunt, we haven’t even started yet!” said the officer in charge of her punishment.

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Witch hunt

The ropes that bound the Corinne to the rough, splintered wood of the rack sang out as the cruel torturer gave the crank another half-turn. The helpless girl screamed in agony, her taut body straining as she was horribly stretched.
“So you see the folly of resisting the will of Mother Church, and her blessed Witch Hunters, slut,” said the so-called monk standing beside the rack. Brother Jamison was a new recruit to the Witch Hunters, but he had taken to his work with genuine enthusiasm. The women of Corinne’s village had never expected the Witch Hunters to come so far north, and so had been taken by surprise when the town crier announced a delegation from the Cathedral was making an appearance at harvest time.
Corrine, like so many of her friends, never had a chance. A single woman living in a remote village, she was easy prey for the Witch Hunters, who declared her and most of the other attractive young women to be “suspected witches” within a day of arrival.
“Please, let me go!” gasped Corinne. She strained to look the monk in the eyes, her dark hair hanging limply behind her as she squirmed. “I’m innocent!”

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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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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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Mr. Mousud’s breathing was a bit more rapid now as he continued to paw and grope at a terrified Jeanne’s body parts. “Mmmmm, you’ve got some nice tits on you,” he muttered as his crude fingers pinched and tugged rudely on the slave’s breasts. Hard to believe that an ugly, overgrown thug like your late father could produce such a beautiful girl like you! But, again, you do have quite a good-looking mother. She was one hell of a good fuck too! About twenty of us spent an entire night slamming our cocks in her before they took her away!
“But I’m glad I bought you! Buying and selling slaves is a hard business and you’re just the type of blond Western girl to keep around as my personal fucktoy! Maybe if you show me how grateful you are my buying you, I might do you a favor and buy your mummy too! That way, one of you can watch me fuck the other one! Hmmm, that’s sounds like a good idea. Would you like that?” Mousud’s ample cock twitched inside his pants at the thought.
“You know, it’s too bad your father not alive. It would have been so nice to see his face if I made your mother suck my cock and get it all big and stiff so that I could fuck you in the ass!”

And so it was that Alizia, Queen Mother of the recently conquered planet of Rigula, offered her own body and that of her daughter to satisfy the lust of a space pirate.
The young mercenary Captain Varkonem, military leader of the Black Empire, fucked the Queen Mother and got a blowjob from her daughter, Queen Shaliba. As soon as he recovered he ordered the young Queen to her knees and made her suck him until he had another orgasm.
The young Queen was still a virgin in her cunt and he sent her to the Emperor as a gift. The aged Emperor took one look at her large floating breasts and welcomed her into his harem. In time she became his favorite and finally he named her Empress of the Black Star.
Life as Empress was not all good, however. Her husband was old and she was physically frustrated. She returned secretly to visit Captain Varkonem and they began a relationship. One day the Emperor caught them fucking. Varkonem killed him and proclaimed himself Emperor.
The Queen Mother Alizia suffered a different fate. She had been a military enemy and the decision was taken by a secret military council to punish her and humiliate her.

Jessica was struggling to keep still, but even the rise and fall of her chest sent jolts of agony shooting through her swollen clit. She knew her aunt was mean, her childhood had turned into a nightmare whenever her mother sent her there for the summer. But she wasn’t a little girl anymore! She thought that as a young woman, her aunt wouldn’t dare try anything. And she desperately needed a cheap place to stay while she attended University.
“Okay,” her aunt had said. “But you live under my roof, it’s my rules.”
“MMGGGHHH! NNGGGHHHHH!” Jessica begged through the ballgag in her mouth as her aunt placed a clear glass bulb over her already swollen nipple. “EEERRGGGHHHH!”
It felt like her nipple was going to explode! Every pump of the rubber ball at its tip made the suction inside the bulb increase, causing her delicate nub to grow larger and redder. She pulled against the restraints holding her up, but she succeeded only in driving the wooden wedge between her legs further into her abused slit.

“Oh, please, Uncle Neil! Please let me go!” Natalie’s pleas came between disjointed breaths caused by Neil’s jolting fucking that rocked her body to and fro.
“Uhhhh, Uh, Ahhhhhh..,” distant Uncle Neil grunted as he nuzzled Natalie’s sweaty neck while continuing to plow her 19 year-old tight pussy with his sizeable cock. He was proud of the size, girth and hardness of his cock. Bigger than most younger guys and able to maintain it’s hardness a lot longer, too. Right now he was giving this semi-niece of his a thorough demonstration of just how vigorous a fucker an old man like him could be….
It had all began when Natalie had called her Uncle Neil to ask if she could stay at his place temporarily while she searched for a job and her own place in the city. She had only met Uncle Neil a couple of times when he had traveled downstate to attend family parties or gatherings at her house. She had noticed that a few family members – including her mother – seemed to be openly hostile toward Uncle Neil and there were a couple of whispers about some less-than-steller deeds committed some time in the past. But gossip and backbiting were common at those family gatherings and Natalie put it down as things that could be ignored. A wrong assumption.
Arriving at Uncle Neil’s place of residence, Natalie was initiallytaken aback at the derelict-looking building in which he had a basement apartment. But Natalie was more concerned with having a place to live than the looks of the place. Only when Uncle Neil opened his door did Natalie get her first feeling of uneasiness.
“Uncle Neil, what’s with the chains on the door and all the handcuffs and stuff?”
“Got them just for you, sweetie,” Uncle Neil laughed as he grabbed Natalie by her throat…

Dana and Lisa are 2 beautiful, inaccessible models who run a successful modeling agency. One night they decide to leave a boring lezbian party in one of the cooler Las Vegas clubs. They
want to get home quickly. They are both feeling aroused, so aroused that they stop and kiss passionately in the middle of the avenue.
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