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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July 19, 2018 at 1:35 am, Category: 3d, Tryten | No Comments
Valentina’s story
“So… you want to be a model? Then why don’t you show me? Shake that ass… make me WANT you! Unless you want to be kissed again by the riding crop…” John Zingarelli said, lightly tapping Susan’s pert posterior with the end of the riding whip. Susan let out another muffled whimper from behind the massive ballgag wedged inside her pretty little mouth, but she did as she was told… pumping her body back and forth like she was being fucked by an invisible lover and making her tight, toned ass jiggle invitingly in the dim light. Susan’s pretty little face burned with shame as she did such a lewd and wanton act. This wasn’t what she had in mind when she wanted to be a model. She imagined she’d by lounging poolside, eyed hungrily by poor little poolboys while a photographer snapped her in a tight bikini while she sipped a martini. The thought that, instead of being a pool bunny, she would be a dungeon slave, was too humiliating for her to even contemplate. Tears of absolute humiliation dribbled down her cheeks as Susan kept pumping herself back and forth, jiggling that tight ass to the tune of the invisible lover, fucking her relentlessly under threat of a painful whipping!
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July 16, 2018 at 4:50 am, Category: De Haro | No Comments
The preacher
Brother Henry had been in the Church of the Chosen for six months now and he was very happy. The religious side had never been a problem. The sect had written their own holy book which was easy to study and easy to read in church.
The rest of his job involved tying up, flogging and fucking.
Henry liked to go slowly and talk dirty, often with his cock in his hand. This girl was new and he wanted to know more about her.
“Have you ever shown your breasts to a man of religion before?” he asked.
“No, Master.”
She had learnt to say “Master” with the help of a bamboo cane on her naked buttocks.
“You weren’t wearing a bra when you arrived,” said Henry. “Why’s that?”
“I don’t always wear one.”
“Is it to show your nipples under your top?”
“I suppose so… Master.”
“When you wear one, what color is it?”
“Black.”
“You should always wear a bra. Tits like these make men sin!”
Henry wet his finger and rubbed it slowly over both her nipples. Then he blew on them and watched as they wrinkled and became erect and tubular…
He picked up a cat o’nine tails with a knot on the end of its nine leather straps.
“I’m going to punish you for your naked breasts! Ask me to punish you!”
The girl looked confused.
“I haven’t done anything wrong!” she said.
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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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June 25, 2018 at 1:26 pm, Category: De Haro | No Comments
The preacher
Brother Henry stroked Jennifer’s cheeks and wiped away her tears.
He believed in keeping a woman partly clothed. The scarf around Jennifer’s waist was not there to conceal her pubic hair. It was there because Brother Henry thought it looked good.
“You have a lot to learn, Jennifer,” he said.
She sobbed, but the gag prevented her from speaking.
“MMM!!! MMMMMMMGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!”
“We are going to teach you about pain and pleasure,” Henry went on. “Look carefully at this riding crop. It will be one of your Masters now and you must learn to love it.”
He ran the hard leather crop over her breasts, making large circles on each breast and then making smaller circles until the crop almost touched her nipples, which wrinkled up and became tubular.
“You have sensitive nipples,” he said. He pulled back his arm and brought the hard leather down onto her naked breasts…
SWIIISH! SWIIIIIIIIIIISH!
SLAP! SLAAAAP!
“MMMMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!! MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!”
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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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March 7, 2018 at 5:57 am, Category: Damian | No Comments
Wild west
“NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” the girl screamed as the first warrior dropped his loincloth, revealing his massive member. As he laid down over the wriggling fuck meat and slowly thrust his erect cock deep inside her, he sneered. “You better be good fuck, or we leave you in riverbed for the crows!” he threatened as he began fucking her… hard.
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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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February 2, 2018 at 3:23 pm, Category: Damian | No Comments
Witch hunt
“Do you know what this one did?” asked Marco.”I forgot to ask,” said the witch-hunter. “I’m sure she deserves it though. Just look at those lips. I bet she’s a slut!””Oh definitely,” agreed Marco. “They all deserve it. It always makes me feel good when I go home at night, to know that I’m spreading some justice in the world. Sometimes, I just like to know their exact crimes.”
Marco dabbed another drop of hot oil onto Sarah. It hissed and smoked. She moaned.
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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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December 27, 2017 at 5:45 pm, Category: Damian | No Comments
Slavegirls in an oriental world
“GLLURRRGGGHHHHHH! AAHGGGGGLLLAAA!” The girl howled and gurgled around the cock in her throat. The cane was viciously slashing down across her swollen and now angry red pussy lips in a staccato rhythm , one blinding flash of agony after another with no time for her to rest.
Rashad groaned with pleasure as she screamed around his cock, but he was disciplined. It would be another hour at least before he came. By then her pussy would be nearly swollen shut from the welts and bruises he was leaving on her…
And then he’d fuck her open with his cock…
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December 4, 2017 at 10:06 am, Category: Damian | No Comments
Roman decadence
As Vinteria watched the two women, screaming and crying as the Romans abused them, she found herself glad she was being tied to the cross. A slow death seemed preferable to a life a Roman painslave or fuckdoll. “Oh don’t worry girl, you’ll only be up there until tomorrow morning. Then we’ll cut you down and you’ll take her place on the rack! And then you’ll service our cocks!”
“NOOOO!”
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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 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!”
September 27, 2017 at 7:14 pm, Category: BDSM Art, Damian | No Comments
Witch hunters no.6
The Middle Ages were a dark, sinister, and suspicious time full of ignorance and misunderstandings of the universe and the world at large. The church reigned supreme and had nigh absolute control not just of the earthly possessions of men and women but their very souls as well! Above all else, there was one thing that the church did not tolerate: women who expressed their natural, carnal desires, especially in the wholly “unnatural” act of loving other women!
It didn’t take long. A merchant’s wife, Marguerite was caught in the very carnal act that the church itself publicly detested but secretly desired: a midnight rendezvous with other, lesbian women! Her husband himself caught lovely Marguerite in the act, dancing and pleasuring themselves and each other shamelessly in the full light of the moon. Unfortunately for poor Marguerite and her lesbian lovers, this act was not seen as just shameful and humiliating when publicly exposed. Her sinful acts would condemn Marguerite and her lovers to the very depths of hell. It was not just a crime to love other women; it was a stain on the very soul itself! The church’s reach would go far and wide to root out this corruption by root, stem, and leaf no matter how far it would go. Marguerite would not be the only one to suffer by the end… there would be others caught up in the whirlwind madness as well… whether they wanted to be or not!
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September 25, 2017 at 7:06 pm, Category: BDSM Comics, Cagri | No Comments
The queen of deadwood
She was blonde, pretty, and spirited, like an unbroken filly flowered on the fields. Sheriff Lloyd was one of the better lawmen… or law women… of this land. She knew her town, she knew her people, and she knew her stuff. She could shoot as straight as the best of them, and when she laid down the rules, she meant it. Hot stuff with a hotter temper, Sheriff Lloyd would make this land a just and right place in her own little neck of the woods.
But things turn south in ways Sheriff Lloyd couldn’t possibly imagine when she arrests “Two-Beers” Jack, one of the lowlife thugs that trespass upon this lawful ground. A sucker and scum and certainly not worth much, Two Beers Jack has one thing going for him: his boss is the infamous “Hammer” Jackson, and Hammer does NOT appreciate his men being locked away for life!
The townspeople try to warn Sheriff Lloyd. Some fish are just too big to catch. Some critters are better left alone, wild and untamed in this wild, wild west. Sheriff Lloyd ignored their advice, to her peril. Now she will pay with her body and her holes and maybe… maybe even her life!
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September 6, 2017 at 9:02 pm, Category: BDSM Comics, Fernando | No Comments
Snatcher 2: Cosprey
Cyndi Walsh is just the latest cosplay hopeful checking in during the height of con season. She’s blossomed out from the scrawny twig she once was, and she hopes to make a big splash on the convention floor with her latest cosplay invention!
Unfortunately for sweet Cyndi, there are other people on the convention floor looking to make a big splash of a different kind. This sick sadist is on the prowl not for rare memorabilia or pictures with the nerdy and famous! No… he’s looking for a girl just like Cyndi: sweet, innocent, young, and unspoiled. This guy is a master mugger. He knows how to pick his targets, how to bring them down, and how to break them in. Little Cyndi never stood a chance.
But things get better for this malicious mugger as the day wears on. It turns out Cyndi has friends, and they want to visit her during the convention. He’s hit the jackpot alright! It turns out that nerd conventions are not only a great place to find fresh, female flesh but also a great place to transport them out and hide them. After all, cons are noisy, the staff is overworked and overwhelmed, and nobody is going to think twice that a sexy cosplay cutie stumbling past is really a helplessly bound piece of puss desperate to escape!
Will Cyndi and her friends escape or are they doomed to a life of bondage submission and slavery??
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September 1, 2017 at 5:09 pm, Category: BDSM Comics, Ferres | No Comments
Emma’s Grief
It is the time of Victorian England, of polite society, of uppercrust privilege, and Miss Emma Watling is the cream of the crop. Young, pretty, innocent, and refined, little Emma Watling retreats to her cousin’s estate to escape the trials and tribulations of London society to experience some rest and recuperation out in the countryside. Unfortunately for dear little Emma, her cousin, Lady Wilhemina Strafford is an odd type. Emma always remembered that her distant cousin was a little off, but she was too young to remember why.
Underneath the refined and privileged nature of English gentility runs a seedy undercurrent of cruel, sadistic brutality! …especially against young, helpless, succulent females. After all, the Empire was not willed into existence by being nice… by being “civilized.” Emma fell for all the simple platitudes of her childhood. She will learn the hard way that things are done differently when the need requires…
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