It was twenty minutes of pure agony

February 14, 2020 at 12:31 am, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments

Brainwashed
quoom
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.

Full story is available for all my patrons on Quoom official website!

tags:

The henchman walked silently past the helpless girl…

January 18, 2020 at 11:29 am, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments

Brainwashed
quoom
“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.

Full story is available for all my patrons on Quoom official website!

tags:

At the sound of her groan he looked up and ran his eyes up

January 9, 2020 at 11:54 am, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments

Brainwashed
quoom
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.

Full story is available for all my patrons on Quoom official website!

tags:

Just her weight on the iron spikes was agony

January 3, 2020 at 12:04 pm, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments

Brainwashed
quoom
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.

Full story is available for all my patrons on Quoom official website!

tags:

They were screams not only of pain but also of horror

December 28, 2019 at 3:26 pm, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments

Brainwashed
quoom
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.

Full story is available for all my patrons on Quoom official website!

tags:

The worst of it was coming from her vagina…

December 22, 2019 at 1:04 pm, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments

Brainwashed
quoom
Shiva did not come to immediately, but rather floated in and out of consciousness. Her first realization was not that she was hanging upside down but rather that she was in pain. The worst of it was coming from her vagina, which felt as though she had been raped with an electrified spiked dildo. Then before she passed out again she remembered the agony of the iron teeth on the horse.
Her next waking realization was that she had been moved, she was no longer on the horse. She was hanging head down by her bound ankles. Her wrists were strapped together at the small of her back. She was still naked. She was blindfolded. That was the bad news; they were not done tortu2ring her. The only good news was that they had crossed her ankles before tying them together, meaning they were probably not going to tortu2re her pussy. At least for a while.
She heard the iron door open and the shambling steps of Sayiid, felt his cane prod her, then pivot her defenseless body 180. He moved the tip to her head, and paused. Shiva didn’t move, saw no advantage to letting them know she was conscious.

Full story is available for all my patrons on Quoom official website!

tags:

She simply gave in to the pain and screamed

December 13, 2019 at 12:17 pm, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments

Brainwashed
quoom
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.

Full story is available for all my patrons on Quoom official website!

tags:

And sent her stretched body into a paroxysm of pain

December 7, 2019 at 11:33 am, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments

Brainwashed
quoom
“My name is Hassan Sayiid,” her interrogator repeated once again.
“Shiva … Shiva Shamir …” It was little more than a rough croak but it was the best she could manage. She could not understand her own voice but apparently it was enough for the filthy bastard, because his lips now parted in a wider smile.
“Very nice, Shiva … to hold a cultured conversation between two civilized people you should have already introduced yourself!”
“Suspended naked and tortu2red with electric shocks is NOT a cultured conversation for civilized people!”
BRRRZZZLLL … The possibility that these arrogant words would provoke more tortu2re only occurred to Shiva when the electricity tore into the nerve endings of her vagina and sent her stretched body into a paroxysm of pain. She screamed.
“And this young man, with whom you will spend a lot of time today, is called Tarib. Just how much time is entirely up to you.”
He gestured to the tortu2rer, who was standing in front of her, the two cleats held terrifyingly close to her nipple. The most frightening thing for Shiva was that he did not look at her beautiful breasts with the desire to lick and suck her nipples, but instead with the same interest and intensity of a heroin addict eying an overdue fix. It angered her to the point she collected all the remaining saliva in her mouth and spitting it right between the stupidly narrowed eyes.

Full story is available for all my patrons on Quoom official website!

tags:

The bastards had hung her by the arms

November 25, 2019 at 6:10 pm, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments

Brainwashed
quoom
Drip … drip… drip … the permanently annoying dripping of a leaky faucet was her first perception. Followed closely by the pain! Neck and arms, shoulders and hinges protested so loudly against their intended treatment that she could barely avoid screaming. Shiva clenched her teeth, forcing herself to calm breaths to clear the mist from her head. Apparently she had been drugged, for how long she could only guess …
After all, their effect had diminished; she did not know if this was intented by her captors or not, but she certainly did not want to ruin a possible element of surprise – perhaps her only chance at all.
The bastards had hung her by the arms, and she had been hanging like that for a while now, following the pain of her elongated and overstretched arms. Her hands were completely numb, dead and she laboriously suppressed the temptation to move her fingers as a test.
The air smelled … bad! Blood, sweat with a hint of vomit and feces, barely covered with cheap, harsh detergent. And smoke, cigarette smoke! Not only stale but now a light breeze also brought fresh one to her. So she was not alone. Someone was here and certainly watched her.
With this realization, she suddenly noticed her nakedness. She could not feel any tiny bits of clothing on her skin! So she hung outstretched and completely naked in some goddamn dungeon and was extensively looked at by at least one, certainly drooling asshole.
She wondered if she already … well, she could not feel anything unusual between her legs and a quick blink also showed no visible traces.
“No matter, nothing felt, nothing happened, there are more important things now!” Again she opened her eyes a small slit. Her feet dangled an arm’s length above dirty, spattered cement floors. A very sturdy-looking leather strap lay around her ankles, banding her with an iron grip that seemed to be bolted to the floor. The knots looked lousy, but were enough, as long as they did not touch their fingers … and those fingers hung like dead meat lumps two meters up. So there was nothing to do for now!
She forced herself to rest and listened. Breaths, creaking of a chair … it came from behind and a little way above her. Besides, she did not hear a single word, so after a while she was pretty sure that he was alone. After a while she could hear him stubbing out a cigarette. And it was not long before he lit a new one.

Full story is available for all my patrons on Quoom official website!

tags:

It was agony, worse than the electricity in her pussy, worse than the horse

February 8, 2019 at 6:13 am, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments

Brainwashed
quoom
Tarib paused after he had lowered Shiva to the bottom of the winch’s range, waiting for the proper instant with his hand on the switch. He was judging the moment that Shiva would think it was time for him to raise her out of the water. When she started to writhe in her bonds he knew the moment had come.
At first Shiva didn’t know what hit her. Her whole body felt as though instead of hanging in cold water she was suspended in scorching lava. Despite her face being totally immersed she couldn’t stop the irresistible urge to scream, and her mouth opened wide. Nothing came out. Her lungs were paralyzed by the amperage flowing through her body. But water rushed into her gaping mouth.
The fact that she couldn’t breathe and the muscles in her throat had constricted saved her from a worse drowning. Still water ran down into her lungs and she tried desperately to cough despite still being under water. It was agony, worse than the electricity in her pussy, worse than the horse.

Full story is available for all my patrons on Quoom official website!

tags:

  • bdsm artwork
gary roberts bdsm woods eyes