Belly Button Torture Porn Novels & Stories

I want to leak every dirty secret on that goddamn phone. Instead, I peel the red, lacy dress off my trembling body and let it pool at my feet. My knees give out, and I crumble to the floor right beside it. The audio from the video plays on a loop in my head. My whimpers. My moans. Begging. No. I whisper, shaking my head frantically. But my body isn't listening to my brain. A slow, terrifying warmth begins to pool in my lower belly, creeping downward until it settles into a persistent, throbbing ache between my thighs.

I threatened her, shutting down all the path for her other than to choose in between these options. A contemporary father and daughter's bonding will be featured. "Do you understand?" I asked her further while maintaining my calm posture. "Y-yes." She stuttered. "You are dismissed, now." I proclaimed as I placed candles all along the body of the man, emphasizing the needles, which were brutally beautifully penetrated through his belly. I placed a large candle under the buttplug of his ass and laughed heartily. "I see, you are more interested in beholding the torture of the man," I said, referring to Isabella, who hadn't moved even an inch.

He yanks my hand away when I aim to cover up myself. “What are you doing? Hushing up your body? He asked with scorn. He began to unbutton his pant, he grab me before bending me on my four toes. I tremble. Without a warning, he slams into my Anus. I sniffed before screaming in atrociousness. OMG. It fucking hurt. It hurt so much. It's badly hurt. I cried out. I'm in pain. Real pain.

He lets his hands move towards my hips, and I tightly close my eyes, trying with all my might not to let go of him. I hear him taking off his pants, and his hands return to my hips. He takes a few steps back and slowly drags me with him. My heart rate accelerates, and I grip the countertop tightly to avoid moving. I shudder when he rests his hands on my neck, and I feel his erection approaching my opening. In an attempt to stabilize my breathing, I inhale deeply and try to relax while enjoying the edge of penetration. This is the worst kind of torture that exists. He leans forward, and his warm, wet tongue caresses my back, tracing the line of my spine until it ends with a gentle kiss on my

He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming short, sharp stabs that felt like they were hitting the very center of my womb. "Look at her pussy, Cyrus," Dante panted, his sweat dripping onto my shoulder blades. "Spread that pussy for me, more slut! I want to see how deep my cum will go." Cyrus reached down, his huge hands grabbing my thighs and pulling them even wider, exposing the wet, red interior of my pussy where Dante was disappearing and reappearing. The sight in the mirror was filthy-my body being worked over by three powerful men who viewed me as nothing more than a toy to be broken.

I felt hurt by that, not sure what I had done wrong. He snapped his finger to follow him to one of the cabinets. I crawled slowly, feeling the pussy piercings jangle as I moved, and the metal in my tits turning up the pain. He opened the cabinet and slide out a shelf with 10 butt plugs, ranging from 'pencil' to 'how the fuck is that even possible??' "Present your ass."

turned on the faucet to blow up his stomach, unable to do anything but choke, began to struggle with all his might to his gutted ass. “Oh… Yeah… Ah… So… Oh… Is that okay? Oh…” “Of course not! A little effort! Well, it's enough that I even dared to say something just now, looking at your powerless appearance, I just know that I can't eat enough." Daniel used words to torment Jenny, half knelt on the porcelain tile, attentively enjoying. It was obvious that she was crying because of receiving the intestines, the shape of her charming but shy butt was lustful, constantly struggling up and down left and right, the water pipe in the back was like a flexible silver snake dancing, Nothing could be

Why torture me instead of her? It hurt a lot. It felt as if my body was being torn apart. I was shackled in place. I couldn't fight back or struggle. He retracted his cock and slammed it back into my anus again. I screamed in horror. "This is crazy." "I am not gay. Please, remove this," I screamed out. "Enough. Don't disturb my pleasure," he said as he deeply fucked my anus. "Let me go, enough of all this. This is insane," I screamed.

There was this unfamiliar build-up in the pit of my belly. It felt like torture… sweet toe curling torture. “Let it go, baby. Don't push it back and do push me away.” Ayden muttered against my sensitive core. His warm breath fanned my clits, causing me to moan again. A shiver spread through my body like wildfire. “I think… I’m about to… ex-explode…” I cried out but Ayden didn't reply. He latched at my vagina, driving me insane and increasing the tension in my belly.