The Inquisition Part 9

June 21, 2023 at 10:11 pm, Category: 3d, Agan Medon | No Comments

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“Please, master, please! I’m sorry! I’m sorrrryyy! Just let me off! It’s killing me! It hurts so bad! You don’t know…you can’t know! PLEEASEE!” The girl was hysterical with pain, Jose doubted she even knew who she was pleading with.
“This is how we punish anyone who fails to meet their daily quota. Each worker is required to mine at least twenty pounds of rock every day. If they fail they must sit astride the Horse, and the amount of weight they didn’t mine is hung from their legs. Looks like this bitch here fell short by a good five pounds…” Francisco explained.

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Her Master wants me to make her more

July 12, 2018 at 2:51 pm, Category: Damian | No Comments

Chinese torments
Master Lo was an expert in his art. In Wandeng province, there was no more skilled torturer than him. He was proud of the fact that he had tortured over 1,000 people and none had ever died under his care. Many people did not understand, but the purpose of torture is to make a victim suffer – either for punishment, or to convince them to talk.
He did not really care which they were sent to him for. It was all the same to him. The most recent girl sent to him was Wei-Ling, apparently she was to be made to suffer for two days. He didn’t know why, although he overheard his assistants talking about a refused marriage proposal. In Wandeng province, it was considered shameful to be refused an offer of marriage. For all he knew, it could be the girl’s own family who sent her here.
Lo knew that the largest part of torture is fear. Although Lo was proud of the fact he had never killed anyone, he never wanted his subjects to know that. The entire time they were with him, they should feel as if their life was in his hands. To help with the sense of fear, Lo liked to work on several subjects at the same time. When a new victim appeared, the first thing he did was explain – in great detail – what was happening to the others.
“See Mei over here, behind you?” he said to the girl, as she was being strapped to an X-shaped cross. “We got twenty seven hot needles into her, before she passed out. I thought she deserved a bit of a break, so I’ll let her hang there for a bit. If she doesn’t wake up in a couple of hours, we’ll find a way to revive her. Perhaps the two of you would like to play together?”

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Master, have mercy

May 31, 2018 at 2:36 am, Category: Damian | No Comments

Chinese torments
“It was her! Please I beg you to understand! It was her Master Tan! Please stop!” screamed Tina.
Tina and Rita were two of the most popular girls at the local brothel, but the master of the house – Tan – had a problem. A very wealthy white client had visited the brothel and used the services of both girls. In the morning, his pocket watch had disappeared. He was outraged. With his wealth and influence, Tan knew that he could have the brothel shut down that very day.
So, thinking quickly, Tan offered a solution. A very special private show, just for this client. In the grandest of the rooms, two X shaped crosses were erected. The two girls were brought in and stripped, before being bound to the cross. They were clearly afraid.
Before them, the white man sat on a grand throne, setup for him by Master Tan. “This man lost something very precious last night” said Master Tan, “one of you must know something.”
Rita, the girl with the larger breasts looked and Master Tan and said “Master, we would never take anything! Please! You know me, I have been here four years! You know it cannot be me!”
Tina was a slimmer girl, known in the house for her amazing flexibility, “No! Don’t believe her! I did not take anything! Check my room! Master, have mercy!”

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She was eager to suck her master’s cock…

June 14, 2017 at 11:37 pm, Category: Themobber | No Comments

“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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