Belly Button Torture Porn Novels & Stories

Behind me now was my husband's insides but I was too scared to turn and look at it again. I saw a knife on the table and immediately, I picked it up and raised it high. I am so tired of life. Even if I can't kill myself or this demon inside of me, I just had to keep trying. I brought my hand down fiercely towards my stomach. I was ready for anything that would happen next. I felt my hand being grabbed and I turned around to see a hideous demon behind me. This demon looked so irritating than Scarry. The entire of its body was covered in mucus and it felt like he was just blown out of a giant's nose recently because the slimy touch it gave me felt a bit warm.

"Just do it." Revandrel snorted. Then, dug his fingers into my breast, yanking me back to press firmly against him, his erection poking my backside. I squeezed my eyes shut, my hand fisting against the wall. His other hand rested on my belly. Then, sliding down, past my navel, into my skirt, toward— "Wait, wait, don't!" Something inside me let loose. I twisted away from him, stumbling as images flooded my mind. Bad images. Horrible ones. And the sharp pain in my inner body, the mark of that monster, only fueled my panic.

Then he went to work on her with his belt. Rita winced in pain at every blow. The thick leather belt made a satisfying crack as it hit her flesh. She shivered and kicked her legs, the bells around her ankles ringing joyfully with every hit. Her cunt muscles clenched and unclenched around the rubbery plastic toy working it's magic on her cunt and mind, as Hina sobbed while being brutally fucked on the TV before her.

Her body is already so battered that the slightest touch is excruciating. "They're all like this. At first, they complain, but then they like it rough," the man's laughter sends shivers down the young woman's spine. She mentally begs her mother to help her escape this torture. "They ask you to put it in every hole. They become real sluts when they have a virile member inside."

Her lower belly began to tingle, to conceal it Cinthye closed her legs. “Wrong move.” The man grabbed her leg, spreading it wide. Bringing one leg on his hips while the other steps on the floor. He rub himself on her sensitive nub. She could feel something warm peeking through his pants, overlapping his belly button. “What’s that?” “Don’t ask, woman. I can barely stop myself from claiming you right here.”

A jolt shot straight between my legs. “I wasn’t—I forgot Mom’s sunscreen—” I stammered, face on fire. He chuckled, deep and dark. “Sure you did.” The screen was still open to his media folder. Thumbnails of him in every position, every filthy act, stared back at us. One video preview auto-played silently: him behind a girl on all fours, hand fisted in her hair, hips snapping forward with that relentless rhythm I knew by heart. My breath hitched. I couldn’t look away.

yes go deeper!" The porno , I was watching yelled , I watched the masked lady move her big bubble butt around , it jiggled as she knelt down. without warning the Man thrusted slowly, then harder and harder, he seemed unbeknownst to being recorded. His hand spanked the lady's brown ass and it jiggled with each slap. such a turn on. Obviously it would be ...... considering the lady was me of course, my name is Hailey . and this video was about to ruin a man's career ...

So had Mallory. The huge doors connecting the various rooms stood wide. A pornographic video was playing, erotic images appearing on the massive television scene, blown up and exaggerated. The size of the actors’ penises was unbelievable, gargantuan appendages rearing from matted undergrowth above balls like hairy coconuts. The so-called actresses, were notable for their outsized tits, which they used vigorously, wrapping their lovers’ cocks in them, rubbing them up and down. There were close-up shots of their pussies, looming larger than life — great dark caverns that might intimidate a nervous man. ‘Look at her cunt!’ Tony exclaimed in amazement, staring up at one particularly large lady.

My belly hit the workbench and I rattled jars and tools and bungee cords. I lost complete use of my tongue and brain at that point. I could barely say a word, could barely keep my eyes open. I just took whatever he was giving me. And it was a lot. I took and took and took. My fingers flew over my clit, I didn’t really need it, but the extra pressure felt too good to deny. “This won’t take long,” he groaned. “Something about seeing you all trussed up does it for me.” This man... This man would be the death of me and my pussy.

 VR answered squeezing Orni's ass cheeks," Binding you here I will spank this cute butt of yours." " It will hurt," Orni answered wondering how can he bind her here. She doesn't know how this frame will work. VR said burying his head in her hair," It won't. You will feel good." Orni noticed a frame which was looking like alphabet X and asked curiously," What's this? I have seen this type of frame in some movies where bad people use it to torture their prisoners." VR chuckled and replied rubbing her pussy harshly," Tying your limbs here I will fuck this pussy here."