Brutal Pussy Torture Novels & Stories

“I’m going to fist this ruined pornstar cunt and then destroy it with the cock you’ve been begging for.” He worked a fourth finger into my pussy, then his entire fist. The brutal stretch made me scream into the pillow. My belly bulged visibly with every deep punch of his fist against my cervix. At the same time, he forced a third finger deeper into my asshole, scissoring me open. “Push it out, whore. Show Daddy that prolapsed pornstar pussy.” I bore down hard, moaning like a broken animal. My cunt prolapsed beautifully...swollen pink rosebud pushing outward around his wrist as he kept fisting me. Victor groaned in dark approval and slapped the sensitive flesh hard, making me squirt messily o

Hole gaping, clenching on nothing. I lined up. Pressed the head against him. “Beg for it.” “Please, Mistress. Please fuck me. Please ruin me. I need it. I need you.” I thrust in hard. No easing. Halfway in one stroke. His scream cracked the air. I didn’t pause. Pulled back and slammed deeper. Again. Again. Until I bottomed out and his body was shaking violently beneath me. I fucked him mercilessly. Long, brutal strokes that slapped skin against skin. One hand fisted his hair, yanking his head back so his spine arched. The other reached under to flick the cage, reminding him he couldn’t come.

“I’m your whore… your property… please, Master, ruin me. Stretch me open. Fill me with your cum. Let Damien watch— let him use me too—” The pressure built unbearably. She edged herself cruelly, slowing down when she got too close, then slamming the dildo back in with desperate force. Sweat slicked her skin. Her dark hair stuck to her flushed cheeks. Her pussy made constant filthy noises, creamy arousal coating her hand, her ass, the sheets. Finally, she couldn’t hold back. She cranked the vibrator to maximum and fucked herself brutally, legs shaking, toes curling. “Victor— Sir— I’m gonna— fuck—!”

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.'

“That’s it, suck your stepdaddy’s dick like the filthy slut you are.” He pulled her up, bending her over a workbench and slamming into her pussy again. This time he was merciless, pounding her with long, powerful strokes that made her ass ripple. His hand wrapped in her braids, pulling her head back as he railed her. The other hand reached around, rubbing her clit while his fingers teased her tight asshole.

With the ache I was in, I didn't give a fuck what I said. "I'm your stripper as from today." I repeated, breathless. "That's right sweetheart. I own you." He said before penetrating three fingers into me. "Ahhh." I screamed, arching. Then he pulled a finger out, before adding his tongue. My eyes rolled behind my head. I couldn't stop myself from bucking my hips. My hand gripped his hair, the pleasure shooting thoroughly to every angle of my body. "Mr..." I trailed off, my jaw dropping as he increased the intensity. "Don't...stop, please." I begged. I begged? I was so fucked. But I really didn't care because I was getting closer to my release. "I need to cum." I whimpered.

He still wanted to torture her soft, tight pussy. He held his cock and began slow, torturous slides up and down his length, with his lustful eyes fixed on her pussy. She stifled her moan as he rubbed his cock gently against her clit and around her entrance. She couldn't help other than moaning as he shoved his cock deep into her pussy.

Tears leaked steadily from under her blindfold as he folded her soft, flexible body in half—knees crushed against her shoulders, thick thighs pressed to her chest like a human pretzel built for his cock. He pounded into her mercilessly, his thick shaft slamming balls-deep into her sloppy, cum-filled pussy with brutal, wet slaps that echoed off the walls. He treated her like literal fuckmeat—choking her harder as he drove in, hips snapping with savage force, stretching and ruining her with every punishing thrust.

she breathed out her thoughts while enduring his erotic punishment, “How much do you like my juicy pussy? Does punishing it give you pleasure? Does fucking it with your fingers until it is red and sore make you satisfied? Do not you want to give me your cock, fuck me with it?” Vishous smirked at her attempts of making him hungrier. Trying to force him into slamming his cock into her pussy so hard that she forgets to catch her breath. “I love your pussy, angel.” Vishous replied while his fingers fucked her at an uneven speed. Sometimes faster, and then lowering it down to almost slow motion so that she would not cum, enjoying her state as she pushed her face in the pillow to lower down the sc

His door closed and mine opened, before I could open my eyes to meet his, a cloth submerged in chemicals was being subjected into my face forcing me to inhale the toxic substance. 2hours later My eyes fluttered open to nothing but blurred mono tone lights. I look up to see my wrist tied to the wooden bed post and my shirt half torn off of me. I try and open my mouth to scream but the only thing that came out were muffled noises. A bright light blinded my eyes as a dark figure entered the room. I tried to pull on the ropes but my arms wouldn't move, they were to heavy to lift. "I really like this sight, you at my fingertips, under my control. I'd love to keep you as my submissive, but your da