Wild west

July 19, 2017 at 12:30 pm, Category: Damian | No Comments

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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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Vicky screamed like a banshee as her stepfather…

March 2, 2017 at 11:48 am, Category: Badia, BDSM Art | No Comments

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Vicky screamed like a banshee as her stepfather, Victor, began viciously pulling her up by the tits again! His fingers sank into her tender breast flesh like he was kneading dough, and he made sure to dig his fingernails into her nipples and aerolas at every opportunity.
“Ughhhnnnn! Please… Let me off! Please…” Vicky pleaded.
Vicky’s thighs were trembling so hard that the sweat and cum pouring down them was flying off them like a spray. Her pussy was hovering above a vicious edge of wood. Her labia were dark red, even purple in some spots, from where she’d been forced to sit her entire bodyweight down on the wood. She’d been dancing this agonizing dance for nearly an hour now. Whenever the part of her pussy crushed against the wood would finally begin to go numb, Victor lifted her off the edge by her tits…
“PLEEASSEEEE! YOU’RE RUINING MEEEEE! I CAN’T HOLD ON!” Vicky shrieked. “MOMMMMY PLEEEASSSEEE! MAKE HIM STOPPPPP!”
The only response Vicky’s mother gave her though, was a satisfied moan as she continued stroking her clit.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god!”
Vicky started hyper ventilating as she slowly began to lower herself down again…

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The girl screamed, not just from the brutal tugging…

January 5, 2017 at 12:43 am, Category: Tim Richards | No Comments

The marquis de sade’s friend
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The Lord Caine provided many a “useful” service to his peers and fellow noblemen throughout the countryside. Among those services, which included such things such as procurement and training, was his most requested of all: obedience training! There were, after all, many a farmgirl or arrogant maid who thought herself above the “invitations” of their lords and masters. Many of these girls needed to be taught an awful reality: that they were nothing more than pieces of meat to be used as their betters saw fit!
“Not so tough now, are you?” one of Lord Caine’s friends, Lord Krebs, asked, clutching at a milkmaid Sylvia’s hair so tightly, he almost ripped it from her scalp! The girl screamed, not just from the brutal tugging on her hair but also from the hot wax dripping down upon her tender flesh! Her lord and master, Lord Krebs, merely laughed. “I bet you felt quite high and mighty when you doused me with your milk pail! But now look at you! I bet it doesn’t feel so good being covered in ‘milk’ now does it?”
The maid Sylvia huffed and puffed and glared at her lord and master, Lord Krebs. “Go to hell!” she shouted, struggling wildly against her bondage.

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