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Her servant said like it was the most simplest thing to do, she was used to seeing people get killed, not talking of the ones she had killed in orders of her lady Laila. Laila took a wiper and wiped the blood that splashed on her face and hand, And she stepped over the dead body as though the floor she walks on. In the intervening period of time at the torture room, Valerie was taken to, So dark and felt empty as the echo of the room could be heard. As the blue light was turn on, her heart left her body seeing the bdsm devices on the table, the jute-rope, the belt, the deadly toys, and extreme nipple piercers.

I bite my tongue I will not scream I will not show them my pain, I am a tough bitch and they will not break me. When they see that I am not cracking like they thought I would they move on with different tactics. I see one of the men walking over to a bench filled with tools for torture, different shapes and sizes different equipment but all for one purpose to hurt to kill. I see him pick up a knife that has multiple spikes sticking out around the hilt. He looks at me with a smirk on his face as he slowly walks back towards me. As he stands before me he takes this weird-looking knife and starts to slowly rack it down my naked body.

"Hmmmmm," "Feel this? Sooner or any minute or hours, this would go down and drill your ass hard till it bleeds. Mind you, it would take me hours before I bust so, get ready and be used to it. This will be the only dick that will fuck you till eternity, Keatton. If any dick would then prepare yourself the same as the guy who'll put his dick inside you. My torture room is open for anyone and they can cry there for mercy but no one will show or give to them,"

They look at me for my approval and with a small nod of my head, they open the jars and pour the deadly tarantulas and scorpions in the celler. "Fuck! Are you really going to torture him with these beasts?" Roch gasps. "Didn't you like it, sister because I am the one to innovate this new idea and I'll leave no chance to propagate this extreme level of torture." Brandon grins whereas Benjamin lay there unmoved and the creatures begin to crawl all over his body. "He'll die soon?" I hear Anna murmur, her eyes glued on the slow process of an excruciatingly painful death.

hard way."She felt a kind of pain in her heart, which she didn't want to feel. She can feel how vulnerable he was. And it tore her apart."After that I wasn't the same Andrew. I wasn't the same kid anymore. On Lucy's funeral I decided to take my revenge on each single person who was involved in my misery."He seethed in anger. She was taken aback by seeing his change demeanor all of a sudden. His red shot eyes met hers as he menacingly spoke."You know what I did to that mafia boss who rapped my mother. I tortured him for seven months and eight days precisely. Each week I chopped his one finger and when there wasn't any finger left then I slashed his flesh and fill that slash with salt and the

She seemed too weak to move or even beg for mercy as Gilbert and Trench tortured her. They kept giving her shots of Silver and wolfsbane, alternating between using the two, as they whipped her skin until it began to peel off. I knew they were overdosing on her, and that it could ruin the plans I had with prince Ethan, but at this point, I just didn’t care. I only wanted to see her suffer. I wanted to feel the thrill that came with having someone’s life at your disposal. I wanted to watch her beg for mercy whilst she wither slowly.

"Because I will do it. That girl is not mine. She is a stain. A wench born of a betrayal I never asked for. I have kept that filth alive for thirteen years only because she was the leash I needed for you. If you break that leash, she has no value. I would be delighted to watch her blood hit the floor." Serena sobbed, her forehead pressing against his polished shoes. "I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’ll say yes. I’ll say whatever you want." "Look at me," Lorenzo commanded. He grabbed her chin and forced her up. He turned the phone screen toward her. The video was a nightmare captured in digital pixels. It was a torture chamber, a place Serena had only heard of in whispers. Men were strapped to steel c

Then he strokes his free hand down my body, pushing the sheet down as he does so. 'You like it rough, don't you, Principessa? Of course you do, that bastard Santino is into BDSM. He likes to whip his girls. So you'll enjoy this.' He pinched my nipple between his fingers, then twisted it hard, making me scream out in pain. 'That's right, baby, scream for me.'

He laughed at the thought. He didn't reply them, he walked in immediately and went on to the torture room. "Boss, boss! I am being tied up. We built this house together and your cartel, why am I being punished? What did i do so wrong? Trevor cried out, tied up to an electric chair. He had been jolted at the every thirty minutes. Not the extreme type of jolting but he felt the pain everywhere. The wires were plugged everywhere, his forearms, his shoulders, tummy, thighs and his legs. He was shirtless and with a pair of trousers.

She used every single tool she laid her hands on. Hailee screamed in pain and at some point, she passed out. I tried to intercede but I didn't want to do anything that would anger my fiancé, so I let her. She was revived revived cold water before another torture session continued. And with each stroke of the club, Clara called her a "whore." The dark pleasure continued to rise within me again. The thought of gagging and fucking every hole in her body as she was being battered crossed my mind, and left quickly.