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

My pussy was throbbing for attention that I was craving. I dipped my hands into my shorts, pressing on my clit which sent a jolt if pleasure through my spine. Sasha took control, using both his hands to hold my head while fucking my mouth. He cursed lowly, watching as saliva bubbled at the rim of my mouth, dribbling down his length and down my chin. I sunk my fingers into my moist hole, pumping hard to get a release. “Ty chertovski khorosha v etom, malyshka.” Sasha rasped in Russian

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.

He smirked, then began to torture her sexy body. Lash after lash touched Natalie’s skin until it was red. As if that weren’t enough, Nicolo also tortured her pussy with a dildo connected to a drill machine. When he turned on the drill, the dildo moved back and forth at a frightening speed. Natalie screamed and cried out loud. Not only because of the pain in her pussy, but also the pain in her heart. She was so angry that she couldn’t do anything to resist. “Does this feel good, huh? Instead of letting you fuck someone else, fuck this thing!” shouted Nicolo. He laughed out loud as he continued to torture Natalie’s pussy.

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.

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

“You want to be punished? You sick slut. That’s what it is. That’s why you failed. You want to be punished by me. Tell me, Tatiana, do you like it when I shove things up your cunt and stretch you open wide? Or do you enjoy it when I leave burns on your creamy flesh with molten wax? How about some bruising welts on your backside until you bleed for me and turn such pretty colours?” Sabre could hear the hitches in Tatiana’s breathing. She was sick in so many enjoyable ways. “Oh wait, how about I engrave my initials into your thigh tonight? Hm, put a claim on you right now. Like a piece of livestock, are you my pretty little heifer slut?” Tatiana’s breathing hitched again before she struggled w