December 22, 2019 at 1:04 pm, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments
Brainwashed
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.
December 18, 2019 at 7:37 pm, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments
Safe passage
“And you couldn’t have just told me that right away? I could already be on my way back to my brother, since obviously this is nothing more than a charade.” Saveda berated the newly-promoted General Fernando.
“Well, I had to protect myself from you just as I would have protected the King,” Fernando responded coolly. “So are you interested in a discussion or not? If you are, what terms do you propose?” He took several steps toward her, his hands well within reach of her naked breasts.
“Both sides lay down their arms and stop their military buildup.” Saveda had rehearsed on the ride to the castle what she would propose. “Each side will select three persons to meet with three chosen by the other side to negotiate fair boundaries for the disputed territories. And then the two sides will sign a pact that each will assist the other should it be attacked by any outside force.” But Saveda knew that, while the King might have listened objectively to her proposal, and realized its merit, there was no chance that Fernando would. Hadn’t he made clear that the King was murdered because the military felt he was too liberal in his desire for peace with the Duke? And hadn’t he also told her that his terms would be stricter than the King’s?
Fernando’s reply to Saveda was as well rehearsed as hers had been. “Those terms might be reasonable to your side, or to any side that did not have such military superiority over the other, as we do over yours. Your brother must recognize that in any peace negotiations.”
December 13, 2019 at 12:17 pm, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments
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.
December 9, 2019 at 7:36 pm, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments
Safe passage
As the men stepped aside to await Leandro’s further instructions, Carmen tried vainly to cover her body with her hands while lying on the ground in a fetal position.
“You know, men, I think you have earned some relaxation.” An evil smile filled Leandro’s face. Knowing exactly what he meant, two of his soldiers grabbed Carmen’s hands and dragged her to a vertical hitching post about three feet off the ground. They bent her body face down, her stomach pressed into the post as the other soldiers pounded four stakes into the ground, two on each side of the post, and tied one end of their ropes to the stakes and the other ends to her wrists and ankles, stretching her enough to allow her no movement.
December 7, 2019 at 11:33 am, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments
Brainwashed
“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.
December 3, 2019 at 7:32 pm, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments
Safe passage
After what seemed to her an eternity being led across the entire length of the courtyard in front of the jeering crowd, with the weight of the wooden pole across her neck, Saveda finally heard a heavy door open and felt her foot touch a stone floor. She was marched down a long corridor and through another heavy door. After she was pulled several yards into the room, her wrists were released from the pole, only to be secured to cuffs hanging from the ceiling. The chains around her ankles were replaced by cuffs shoulder-width apart secured to hooks in the floor.
November 29, 2019 at 4:07 am, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments
Safe passage
Fernando and Humberto approached Saveda. Humberto moved his hand down between her legs and thrust his ring and middle fingers deeply into her vagina. She was grateful that her fear had moistened her enough that the violation was not painful, only humiliating. Humberto moved his fingers from side to side, staring at her face to see her reaction. Saveda tried to remain stoic.
“Anything?” Fernando asked.
“Oh, I’m sure that she has used this before as a weapon. But there is nothing else.”
Humberto removed his fingers and quickly grabbed Saveda’s neck to force her to bend her body at the waist until its upper half was parallel to the floor. Fernando’s fingers pushed hard into her anus, and she bit her lip to stop herself from screaming in pain.
When Fernando finally withdrew his fingers, Humberto straightened her body. “Open your mouth,” Fernando ordered, “and don’t even think about biting my fingers.” Slowly Saveda obeyed, and Fernando stuck the same fingers that had just probed her anus into her mouth, moving them from side to side in her cheeks, around the back of her teeth and under her tongue before withdrawing them. Saveda did all she could do to keep from gagging.
November 27, 2019 at 2:51 am, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments
Marie Stuart
Some weeks ago Marie Stuart, Queen of the Scots, had been captured by the rebelish Lords and was brought as prisoner to Lochlevel Castle.
In this night Lord Lindsay visited her in the dungeon to fotce her to sogn the letter of resignation…
November 25, 2019 at 6:10 pm, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments
Brainwashed
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.
February 8, 2019 at 6:13 am, Category: 3d, Quoom | No Comments
Brainwashed
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.
August 6, 2018 at 6:19 pm, Category: Mr. Kane | No Comments
Enemies of Rome
Sextus was lost in his memories of earlier days. The wait for Gunther and his mercenaries was becoming endless and he was beginning to grow anxious.
Sextus did not know it, but the barbarian Gunther was fighting an invisible enemy. Venera was always ready for sex, but now she was possessed by Isthar’s spirit and she had become a she-wolf, hungrier than ever for sex. The barbarian had never seen anything like it before and he had been unable to resist her repeated requests to be fucked. He fucked her again and again, until he was exhausted and couldn’t fuck her anymore…
He collapsed on the ground, exhausted and lost all notion of time. When he recovered his senses, he left the cave and found that his horse had run off or been stolen, which made things very difficult.
Wondering what to do, he walked back into the cave and found Venera kneeling with her legs apart and her breasts pushed forward. She was masturbating and making lots of little high-pitched sex noises…
“GASP! OH! Fuck me again, barbarian! Fuck me, please!” she begged.
The smell of sweat and woman was too much for Gunther. His head started spinning and he lost control. He rushed over and caressed her breasts, kissing and licking her nipples. The he pulled her to her feet and took her from behind in the ass.
His mind was empty as he fucked her. He was totally concentrated, the way he was when he galloped on a wild horse until he broke its spirit. But he knew that this wild one was not so easy to tame. He filled her anus with the last of his sperm, and fell to the ground again, exhausted. But it was not over for Venera. She stood over him, holding her cunt lips wide apart. The horse was taming the rider…
“Fuck my cunt, barbarian! It needs you! Please!”
But it was useless. Gunther had nothing left in him.
“NO!” he shouted. “NO, you dirty slut! Riding you and your oily cunt has made me lose a real horse!” He trapped her clitoris between her cunt lips and squeezed hard on it.
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June 29, 2018 at 1:36 am, Category: Mr. Kane | No Comments
Goddesses, Queens and slaves
The music stopped suddenly and the slave stood still, her breasts and her buttocks lifted, offering themselves to the guests, who all applauded enthusiastically.
Ptolemy gestured to the guards and they took the dancer to the Emperor and pushed her to her knees in front of him.
“Tell me, slave, why have you offended the King of Egypt?” Ptolemy asked.
The girl looked him in the eye.
“I am not a slave, son of Ra. I am a free woman.”
One of the guards slapped her face.
“Free? I don’t think so!” said Ptolemy. “You have a foreign accent! Where are you from, slave?”
“From Judea, my lord.”
“Ah,” said Ptolemy. “If I am your lord, then you are not free!” He played a few notes on his pipes.
“You speak too boldly to your lord! But you are a good dancer. I would like you to dance again, for the entertainment of our illustrious Roman guests.”
“It will be my pleasure, my lord.”
“This time we will accompany the music with percussion and singing.”
A muscular slave with brown skin appeared, carrying a whip. The guards tied the girl’s wrists to a ring set in the ceiling.
Ptolemy the flute player blew on his pipes and the guard started flogging with his whip.
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May 27, 2018 at 2:54 am, Category: Mr. Kane | No Comments
Black star apocalypse
“D0Y076. 6. We are in position. Copy.”
“Ok, Commander Benghor. The target is in the maintenance area. She’s one of the Emperor’s sluts. She has a hobby, sucking the cocks of the maintenance guards. Capture her and leave the station before they miss her. Copy.”
“I can’t see that area on the maps. Copy.”
“Correct, my dear Commander. It’s not there. Copy.”
“Give me the coordinates please! Copy!” The computer was beginning to annoy Benghor.
“Not possible, I’m afraid. We don’t know them. You’ll have to find them for yourself, and then get your ass and hers out of there fast! Over and out.”
“D0Y076.6! Can you hear me? Shit! Can’t we make better computers than this?”
Benghor activated his location systems to find the coordinates of the Imperial space station. He knew he was taking a chance because they could locate him.
The Universal Localizer reported that he was not in the station at all, but in the middle of a desert on the asteroid Imbus. There were always little surprises like this, he reflected…
It didn’t make much sense, but the Emperor’s slut was apparently somewhere out there, sucking cock no doubt…
Benghor committed the map to memory and switched the computer off. He had the feeling that he had been on Imbus before, and perhaps he had because he found the installation he was looking for immediately. It was all too easy, he thought suspiciously.
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April 11, 2018 at 5:11 am, Category: Damian | No Comments
Wild west
But still, even now, so close to the sweet smell of sweating slut, the natives took their time… stripping the girl of her delicate petticoats and soft silks in bits and pieces while she screamed and creamed uncontrollably. Their dark, red faces grinned malevolently as they bared her pale, white flesh and rubbed their dirty, calloused hands all over her, roughly groping at her plump tits and pawing at her trembling, soaked pussy.
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April 1, 2018 at 1:06 am, Category: Damian | No Comments
Wild west
The hunters quickly strung them up like animals to the slaughter, but they had a different kind of dressing to do… or undressing! The girls screamed and shrieked, but there was no one to hear them as the Indians expertly sliced and diced their fine, cotton dresses into shreds! “Please! Please!” pretty Beth shrieked as her cream dress was torn to tatters. “Please let us go! Please! This is a holy day! Please don’t do this!” she wailed.
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March 29, 2018 at 4:33 am, Category: Damian | No Comments
Slavegirls in an oriental world
“Master…master please. Listen to me. You’re killing me. My poor vagina… it’s ruined. You won’t be able to fuck me if you don’t take me off this!” An exhausted Nadine cried.
“Oh you underestimate your cunt, slave. I will fuck it, even as torn and bruised as it is. In fact, it’ll be a better fuck for me, since the swelling will make it so tight. But it’s not quite ready yet. Ride some more, I want to see your clit turn purple before I take you off!”
“NOOOOOOO!”
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March 16, 2018 at 2:39 am, Category: Damian | No Comments
Slavegirls in an oriental world
Habib and his sons had a little ritual when they inspected a possible new slave. Habib sat with his sons behind him and they all held a sword. None of them smiled or spoke. They just looked. The girls were brought to them naked with no previous instructions or training. Habib valued one trait above all others: shyness. He sat staring at Kiara’s pubic hair. It was the same color as the hair on her head, he noted, and this pleased him.
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February 21, 2018 at 7:53 pm, Category: Fernando | No Comments
Tourist trap
That was their first and last mistake! Both Hannah and Madison are picked up by a notorious biker gang. Their boss is a true sadist, one who doesn’t just like to humiliate the girls and force them to endure a dirty and violent gang bang, but one who likes to catch it all on camera to sell to the highest bidder!
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February 21, 2018 at 3:31 pm, Category: Damian | No Comments
Witch hunt
“You…” WHACK! “Disgusting…” WHACK! “Little bitch!” WHACK! The solider brought the cane down on the shameless little cunt, who was currently writhing on top the wooden horse. He was disgusted by her. Here she was, on trial for witchcraft, and she still couldn’t stop herself from seeking pleasure in the worthless gash between her legs. “Revolting,” he thought.
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February 19, 2018 at 11:58 am, Category: Cagri | No Comments
Wild
Little does she know what she’s in for when a beaten up, rusty truck pulls up. At first Linda is scared, but it’s another woman at the wheel.
Surely a woman wouldn’t be that dangerous at least not for a yummy piece of tail like luscious Linda, spilling out of her tight daisy dukes but that’s where she’s wrong.
Linda should’ve trusted her first instincts because things aren’t right out here in the woods.
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December 29, 2017 at 3:17 pm, Category: Damian | No Comments
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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October 28, 2017 at 11:24 pm, Category: BDSM Art, Hines | No Comments
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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October 27, 2017 at 5:02 pm, Category: Damian | No Comments
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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October 14, 2017 at 11:08 am, Category: BDSM Comics, Erenisch | No Comments
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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October 10, 2017 at 1:49 pm, Category: Tim Richards | No Comments
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!”
