The entertainers
The entertainers
When the coach has had enough, he’ll sell out Julie to a cruel, jacked slaver known only as Mason who will train this tennis tart in receiving a different set of balls.
My cunt is on fire, barbarian
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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Most of the time, Burt was extremely quiet…
Hanging women
Most of the time, Burt was extremely quiet. There were people who worked at the factory who’d known Burt for five years and in that time heard him only say a few sentences at most. But once he was locked in his private room, known to most there as simply “Burt’s Office”, he couldn’t stop talking. Whilst he put women through the most unimaginable pain, he would just talk and talk.
Burt’s method was simple. There were always two girls in his office, sometimes more. He wanted his next victim to see what the previous one went through, as he knew that the fear of suffering could be just as powerful as the suffering itself. Despite the fact none of the girls he worked on spoke English, they all understood what he wanted from them.
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It will be my pleasure, my lord
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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Game Over, mission completed
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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She screamed and creamed uncontrollably
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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Please don’t do this
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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Master…master please
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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You better be good fuck
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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Tourist trap
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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He was disgusted by her
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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Wild
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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She had been in the witch-hunters’ dungeon
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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And then he’d fuck her open with his cock
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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Please use my disgusting body for your pleasure
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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Please, milords! Please let me go!
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!”
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Witch hunters no.6
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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The queen of deadwood
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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Snatcher 2: Cosprey
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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Dark vengeance IV
Dark vengeance IV
In the dark of night, a new shipment brings in some fresh inmates toward their new home: the prison block! But this is no ordinary prison. Run by the corrupt Archibald Bishop, this place is hardly a prison but instead a slaver’s paradise where the warden pimps prostitutes to his captive audience. And wouldn’t you know it, Tyrone and the gang are back in business, and Archibald Bishop is their first customer. He’ll be pleased to see pretty Holly and Brooke, well trained and well heeled whores ready and eager to serve under pain of PAIN!
But Tyrone, Spike, and Dozer aren’t here just to watch the ladies get banged in all their holes and cry like the little girls they are, though that’s a nice bonus all the same. No, they’re here to meet an old friend and remind him of days long past, when the fun truly began, in another life, in another time.
In the seedy underbelly of decadent Hollywood, another set of luscious ladies will meet their fate, whether they want to or not! “Invited” to the party by a waning movie star, the crimes that sent these three away will be committed before your very eyes in their complete and unmitigated depravity!
Sixteen years ago, the crimes that Tyrone, Spike, and Dozer commit are truly heinous! It sent them away for this long, after all.
Pretty CHASTITY MILLS will learn the hard way that her backwards views on black men are not welcome in this world. She will be humiliated, tormented, and forced to do unspeakable, vile things in order to survive. After all, her sister, Modesty Mills, is depending on her… even if Modesty doesn’t know the real deal. Chastity Mills is the gateway drug to Tyrone’s horrifying hellscape. A new adventure is just beginning in this amazing issue of FERNANDO’S DARK VENGEANCE 4!!!
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Wild west
This foolish girl did not get far before the hunters and trackers, well versed in the art of stalking far more cunning and elusive prey, found her. She was young and stupid and weak and left a trail a thousand torches bright. The girl stopped by a lake to try and get a drink, and that’s when they grabbed her!
“No! Please! Let me go!” she wailed, struggling wildly as the hunters grabbed her from out of the shadows. The hunters were relentless, and they tore away her pretty dress and pretty clothes to reveal her naked body. “The chieftain wanted you, alive and unspoiled with holes still tight and unfucked!” one of the hunters roared. “And you dare to defy him and dishonor him by fleeing? You foolish cunt! You must be disciplined and taught your place!”
The hunters tied her up swiftly, just like they would to a piece of meat they were about to skin. The ropes were stronger than the struggling, delicate female as they tied her to the tree with a bit of driftwood found alongside the lake. Her skirt coyly slipped from her hips and revealed her well trimmed pussy. The hunters sneered at this. “I see SOMEONE enjoys teasing the menfolk!” one of them snarled. “I’d better make sure she hasn’t slept around with that whole fucking town!” the other said before ramming his thick, calloused fingers right up the girl’s puss!
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She was eager to suck her master’s cock…
“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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Broken and servile
Broken and servile
Sergeant Guzman was a man who appreciated white Western girls, especially the pretty young college-aged ones like Brenda and LeeAnn. It was a stroke of luck for him to have intercepted their large group, all refugees, as they had crossed his country’s borders. Sergeant Guzman, along with the rest of the army in which he served, had been given the strictest orders to stop, apprehend and turn back or imprison all Westerners trying to escape the ongoing catastrophe and anarchy that ruined daily life in the States. Be as ruthless as you wish with them, his superiors told him; orders that Guzman took to heart.
Being ruthless came easily to Sergeant Guzman, who after rounding up the intruding group at gunpoint, separated the men and gunned them down. He liked the looks of LeeAnn and Brenda; he liked their large eyes and pretty faces; so that is why he left them standing while disposing of their half-dozen or so frightened, begging female companions. The Sergeant hummed to himself as he marched his two prisoners thru the dense forest; he was already thinking ahead of how he was going to punish them before indulging himself in the pleasures that both these girls would be providing him.
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He lifted her up and planted her right on his cock…
Brutal whipping
The man left the room and Jane’s blindfold was removed. “Jane, what’s there?” asked Jessica. Before she knew it , she was gripped tightly by an enormous man. He lifted her up and planted her right on his cock. “Oh my God! No please! Stop!”
“Shut up you stupid Western cunt” the voice whispered in her ear. “I want to enjoy the sound of your friends suffering. You should consider yourself lucky. Unless you would want to trade places with her?”
“What are you doing to her? Jane! What are they doing to you?”
All Jessica could hear were coughs and cries. Jane was being lifted up, a tight noose around her neck. A crotch rope had been roughly tied around her hips and running through her pussy. At least for now they wouldn’t be fucking her like they were her friend. They pulled her up again. She was nearly on tip-toes. “Oh my God” she thought “They’re going to fucking HANG ME! They can’t! I’m American!”
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Chinese torments
For as long as everyone could remember, there had been animosity between the Chinese and their Japanese counterparts. Though they were not currently at war, you could hardly call the relationship “friendly”. But one thing the Chinese government knew they hated much more than anyone was citizens who spoke up against them. In order to increase the “effectiveness” of their police, the Chinese government sent 100 of their agents to Japan on a mission. Their mission was to learn the Japanese art of Shibari – rope tying, bondage. They learned a great deal.
Mei had been caught stealing, the local judge knew that she had hidden her treasure somewhere. To extract the information from her, he asked his most loyal interrogator to try out this new Japanese art. To judge how well it worked, all of the local Judges came to see the interrogation.
There, the woman was stripped, begging, before being tied and hung in the most creative ways. A bucket of water was sometimes thrown at her, or used to dunk her head in. Sometimes she was whipped..
“Please! Let me down! I promise you there is no more!” cried the woman…
