Bbw Torture Novels & Stories

I know I’m on the torture rack, but I enjoy making verbal jabs here and there. Shit Witch sneered at me, rushing to the lever that controls the rack I’m attached to, and started pushing it forward. The chains on my wrists and ankles were attached and tightened, stretching my limbs beyond their limits. I clenched my jaw, biting the inside of my cheek to hold in my scream of agony. My papa would be damn proud as I managed to contain my whimper as both my shoulders were dislocated. “Oh, you’re going to pretend to be some strong man? That you can take whatever pain I dish out?” Shit Witch scoffed, pressing the lever again. If she does that any further, I’m going to be a quadriplegic.

Joy had beaten Georgio's men to Uncle Benny's disgusting ass compound by at least fifteen minutes, so by the time that anyone made it there to stop her, she had already hung Uncle Benny from the ceiling by his wrists on a large pair of hooks that she had brought in her bag. She was calmly singing her song and unpacking her torture bag neatly onto a nearby table. The dirty little man was crying and begging for her to stop. Little did he know, that was just making things even worse for him.

While she was catching her breath, he came back with a box in his hands. He opened the box and emptied it in front of her. She moaned loudly as she recognized the device. He was about to use electro torture device. He pushed the huge metallic plug inside her pussy and plugged it up with the batteries. He turned on the device and gripped her clitoris in his pinch. "Now! You can not be free until I will cum. You better moan and gag more. Even choke on my cock. Or I will keep turning the dial up. You don't want your pussy numb for days, do you?" She gulped hard and quickly shook her head.

This time, she got close and sat on my chair, seductively using her fingertips to caress my lower lip. "Get! Your! Filthy hands! Off Me!" I barked, twisting my face in disgust. The nerve of this worm! "Relax my love." She didn't budge. She stood her ground and still touched my body seductively. "Maya is in my custody." Angelica took her phone to play me a video of Bella being tortured. In the video, her hands were tied up, the same with her legs. She was slapped countless times. Her hair was being pulled and the men in the video were harassing her, sexually.

Michael. It’s been hours since I came to Sin House to watch the two women who had been nothing but a thorn in my girl’s flesh. They’ve been secluded in the basement, blind folded, hands tied, body squirming from pain as Boris uses the taser gun on them. For tortures like this, it’s always executed here in Sin House basement. Up there, the chaotic moans of my clients blare, each one of them enjoying the feeling of being fucked, however slow or rough they like it, ignorant of the pain we’re dishing out here.

The creature said. "Why isn't he doing it himself?" I asked. "Lucciifferr buussyy wiithh thiinggss offf thee underrr worlddd." It answered. "So, what are you going to do to Bryan?" I asked curiously. "Breakkk hiss handsss." It answered. "What? Isn't that too much?" I asked. "No tortureee everr too muchh forr thossee whoo defyy the sonn offf Luciferr." The creature answered.

I smiled bitterly, not offering any explanation. After all, stuff like this had happened far too often. Nadine's first lover had once accused me of splashing boiling water on him. The truth was, the water was cold. Nadine didn't care about anything else and immediately started beating me up, forcing me to apologize to him. Nadine's second lover claimed I had deliberately stepped on his shoes, so she made me lick them as punishment. She even forced me to eat an entire packet of salt because her third lover accused me of putting too much salt in his food, which landed me in the hospital.

Sebastian explained as he opened his laptop, “Just beware this is not nice at all.” I grabbed the laptop from his hands. Watching the video play, I start feeling my stomach turn. Allorah was screaming and crying. Her body bruised, blood dripping. I was speechless. This bastard’s where torturing her. She had scars all over her body. The experiments where too much, her whole being been tortured. The type of experiments they where doing to her where so inhuman that I don’t get how she survive. There was a small video that caught my attention and was of when they brought her the first time. There was arguing, but no audio could be heard. This video showed that bastard asking her questions as she

Bill Sky was a hungry beast mercilessly ravishing her last night. The handcuffs and chains were gone but she was left with no cover on her body. She could clearly see all the painful marks Bill had left her. The beast could not be found everywhere. He seemed to leave her after he was satisfied with her. If she was not mistaken, she collapsed after the fifth round of his torture. Then she didn’t know what happened next. It was not impossible to think that Bill continued torturing her even if she was already unconscious.

She probably made no plans to return at all. " Mm. " Badmus groaned in pain. He was hanging upside down from metal bar that was very high. He has been taken to no other place than the secret torture place that Ruckus had built. In fact, it was no longer a secret . The place of torture was used very often these days . And Badmus who had brought his kind into play when the construction was yet to begin and the moment the construction began was now being kekt down there for a torture that he would probably not to get to erase from his thiughts. Through the night, he had had to endure one torture to the other, his upper ear had been taken from him. His whole body ached . But his legs and head ac