Bbw Torture Novels & Stories

Flinging my black tee roughly from my body, he turned my back on the bed and he knelt on the bed in between my legs and started his sweet yet torturous attacks on my chest, his hands going down on my shorts, pulling the strings with one hand and also palming my pussy with another, 'i moaned', I am pretty sure I was leaking from my core, and helped him remove them hurriedly. I held onto him tightly, never wanting the moment to end. I was tired of all this slow torture, and I felt he understood because moving back up, Dorian tore my shorts and panties from my body, picking me up and laying me gently on the bed, biting my lips gently as I stared up at me in anticipation of what is to come. I wa

The scar under his ribs began to burn. This time, the pain did not feel like warning. It felt like a door opening inside him. Lucas bent over the box, fighting for air, while Adrian reached for him and Noah shouted his name. Somewhere deep beneath his skin, something answered with one soft, steady beep in the cold rain falling.

I pull at my hair, tugging at the strands and it makes my scalp burn. The water sluicing down my body is extremely hot but it's not hot enough to wash off the filth. "Haha! Look at her taking my cock!" Their laughter vibrates in my ears. Their strokes brim my mind. The way their fingers sank into my skin, bruising me as I cried. It's all I think about. Their proposal. The bloody wedding dress. Their chant. All of it. I can't breathe. I can't see anything except the dark basement. The torture. Their faces. Their dicks. Their teeth as they bared it in a smile.

As Shehryaar stood near the bed where he laid, he sat up, His dark eyes was making his soul shiver and his tongue ceased to move. He had gone through immense torture while he was in Shehryaar's captivity that he thought now his reproductive organ must be gone because it was usually used as a mean to torture him most of the times. The torture also included beating him black and blue and leaving him there for days, not giving any food or water.

"The gorge–" I glared at him with a scowl, covering the distance between us. "Do you have something to say," my eyes darkened with anger and an insatiable urge to rip my captive heart out of its rib cage. I'd waited all my life for this– I woke up every day, drafting out the punishment and torture I would put Benedict through. The kind of torture that'll scorch his bones till his flesh peeled off. I wanted to subdue him in ways he wouldn't be able to speak of. Pull out his teeth and feed it to him before injecting him with something that would burn his soul– wolfs-bane.

I'm going to get all of you here arrested once I get out of here okay so you should be ready of the outcome which you're currently plotting right now. "Now let's get started!" They brought out their electric shocker and put it in her back as they brought out their camera then point it at her. "Now just take a look at this!" We are going to send this world wide Web after torturing you and everybody will get to see it! ****** T b c

CONTENT WARNING: Extreme breast torture, rubber-band bondage, whipping, nipple clamps, forced orgasm, tit-fucking, humiliation, pain play CHAPTER THREE At the same time Lila was reading over her list of tasks, the extremely buxom blonde Brooke was sitting in front of her computer reading over her own list; most of which were as distasteful to her as her counterpart’s had been. After reading over her list, Brooke tried to call Lila but only got her answering machine. She’d been wondering what Lila’s list was like… she wanted to get an idea of how many of these tasks she’d have to do in order to beat her friend. It wasn’t an easy list for her to swallow.

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Whip marks and electrical burns crisscrossed my back like dark red spider webs. Finally came the instructor's cold voice: "Continue tomorrow. Double the voltage." The banquet hall was in chaos now. Women were crying. Men were shouting. Several people had run for the exits, unable to stomach what they were seeing. But I wasn't finished. "These were real recordings of the inhuman torture I suffered at the 'Luna Etiquette Academy,'" I announced, my voice cutting through the noise like a blade. "But that's not all." Next, familiar voices echoed throughout the banquet hall as new footage appeared on screen. Victoria and her beta wolf appeared in perfect clarity on the security camera feed.

He taunts, as I turn to see him pulling down his boxers. Walking up to him, I kneel, wrapping the black plastic cord. Wrapping it under his balls, I thread one end through the loop. Using all my strength, I pull the tie as tight as possible, his body convulsing; barely alive. Tugging a little more, I make sure that the plastic torture device is as tight as possible before backing away. ****