Cock and ball torture - Page 16

I had been locked up for a little over a year now. I was consumed with regret for what I did, flipping drugs and shit. Just a young thug trying to make money, ya know? But I guess every dog has his day, and they finally got me, and gave me three fucking years

The studio was darker than most I had worked in. The soft glow of the lights on the other side of the room were obviously dim bulbs around the classic vanity makeup mirror. I stepped around some clutter to the vanity and opened my bags

Story of myself torture. Note: this was my first story about my journey into being a pain slut. I posted it on my e-mail account with my ex husband. I have now moved it over to my new E mail account. That is why it looks familiar to many of you

Jenna stands over me, her curves making her already domineering presence loom that much larger. My cock sits limply between my legs as I kneel before her, a sign of my inferiority. Books on feminism, gynarchy, and female superiority sit on her bookshelf

**THIS IS A SECOND ATTEMPT OF PUBLISHING AS THE FIRST ONE DIDN'T SHOW UP** Hi guys. Long time no see. This part doesn't have too much sex scenes, but it is a preparation to the next one, were things will start to get damn agitated

Jeanie woke up, smiled her ginger smile and put on her incredibly lightweight small blue fashion mesh low-rise 100% nylon mesh cotton crotch elastic lace trim thong

Mandy After the escort left I had another shower, put on fresh clothes and went down to the bar. It was quiet: midweek, autumn, medium-price hotel outside town

An alternate version, I was kinda critical of the way she got to the sex so I made a cleaner version

Elizabeth meets Cindy and Gail Elizabeth had gone down to do some laundry when she overheard Gail and Cindy talking about some of the clients they had had. Elizabeth listened for awhile and then stepped forward

The Debt Collector Well this was not at all what I expected when I took the assignment. First off I’m a collections man for those that can afford me

The battle was over. The empire had won a decisive victory. The defeated army had surrendered. Several thousand prisoners had been taken. Most would be auctioned off as slaves in the empires markets. They were the lucky ones

John opened the door for Seth. 'Slave.' The young dom greeted. 'Sir.' the other man nodded. It was ten in the morning and Seth had send his slave a message the day before, that the other man should get the day off as Seth wanted to play. Now his slave stood in the doorway, naked

I was going insane. Some people would say I was already there, and it would be the truth. I was insane, medically speaking anyways, but at the moment I was going insane because I hadn’t done my favorite thing in a while. It was time to scope out the bars and find my next victim

I am not using real names. Okay so my sister, Madi, came into my room asked me to go swimming and let's just say if she asked you you say yes. Now my sister Madi is a cute blonde with 36B Breast and a smoking butt

Hi, My name is Britney; I’m a 21year old woman from NSW, Australia. I am 5foot tall and I weigh 100lbs, I have brown hair, blue eyes and a nice, fit, sexy body. My tits are a small 14c and my pussy is shaved and smooth and my body is tanned

I quickly try to find something, anything to cover up the writing. I can hear someone coming. I can’t find anything at all. I prepare myself mentally. I’m going to have to fight. I can possibly take three out quickly but any more and the odds start to drop

NOTE: This is a love story that has threads of BDSM running through it, including real cruelty and torture. Please be advised it is not for everyone. Like all of my stories that, as well as the sex, is an integral part of the story’s plot

Part Fourteen: A Traitor of Two Nations Interlude Yavara sat upon a black throne. She closed her eyes and savored the discordant symphony of wails and moans, the drone punctuated by the clanking of chains and the cracking of whips. Exhaling contentedly, she opened her eyes

DAISY GETS THE TREATMENT SHE WANTS - Ch 09 ** Donna meets Mark, another life-sentence sex offender, who gets his four hours with her. ** [Day 4 (Tuesday - evening)] Peter and come back

KATYA'S ORDEAL Entering the main hall, Katya looked around in wonder. The room was a riot of Bokhara carpets and cushions, hangings of silk and muslin, loops of chain and rope. At irregular intervals along the walls preserved heads hung by their hair