Funkytown Torture Novels & Stories

“Suck me while he ruins your cunt. That’s it… good girl. Choke on it.” They used me relentlessly. Marcus pounded my pussy with deep, punishing strokes while Jax fucked my throat. They switched. They rotated. They made me ride one while sucking the other. They spanked me, choked me, called me every filthy name that made my pussy clench harder. “You’re ours,” Jax growled as he fucked me from behind, his hand wrapped around my throat. “No one else gets this pussy. No one else gets to hear you moan like this.”

Tips ping, $20, $40, $60. “Faster,” he orders. “But don’t come.” “Yes, Sir.” I pick up the pace, fingers slick, breath hitching. My eyes flick to Echo’s phone, still recording, still sending. Another clip for his torture collection. “Stop,” he snaps. I freeze, whimpering. “Good. Now the toy. In your ass. Fingers in your pussy. Now.” I grab the purple vibrator, lube it slow inside of me for the camera, and ease it against my ass. The stretch burns, then melts into pleasure as I push it in. My fingers slide into my pussy, curling, thrusting in time.

“dean loves making one feel utterly vulnerable. He makes feeling you fragile like porcelain by completely surrendering all control to him. he will tie you up and shit, hang you on the fucking ceiling then he will fuck you. the guy has a thing for knots and ropes, don’t mention it if you don’t want to be fucked until you lose your mind.” Oh goodness, I am so wet right now, kyle whispering all these things to me, seeing the guys as they start to torture the guy, and he is right here behind me as he presses his hard-on on my butt… it's driving me crazy and it takes all time to appear a little surprised and freaked out about what's going on in front of me.

“That cocksucker can’t throw a punch to save his life.” After Todd tried to hit me, and I easily blocked it, he stepped back and fell right onto Marty Pickens, one of our resident drunks. Along with being a drunk, Marty is paranoid and thinks the world is out to get him. We serve him at Getaway because he’s safer in the bar than out on the streets, and we’re able to give him food and a cool place to wait out the sun in the summer. But the second Todd touched Marty, he freaked out, saying the FBI sent Todd. He started beating the crap out of Todd, and it was a good thing Weston was there to break things up because I would have stood back and watched with pleasure.

And I really wanted to feel myself squirt because it had been so long. So I let the feeling take over. My fingers scratched the surface of the table as my body fell into the influence of the spasm. My legs began to shake, and as Nico kept hitting me from behind, I swear it was like a fucking earthquake in that room. I cried out as my pussy contracted and hit with such force that I shut my eyes because my whole world began to spin. Nico noticed and soon stopped. I guess he wanted to let me have some rest. I fell into my chair with the little energy I had left in me. Nico stood before me, the upper half of his body still covered in his clothes but the lower half was...

"Last night I blacked out I think // What did you, what did you put in my drink? // I remember making out and then, oh, oh // I woke up with a new tattoo // Your name was on me and my name was on you // I would do it all over again." I can tell she's putting her soul into singing it to de-stress herself from the encounter she had with that man. God, I wanted to shove a gun down his throat. He was absolutely infuriating, acting like he owns Yasmeen or something of that sort. I have never seen her look so upset and vulnerable, she looked like a completely different person than her usual annoyingly, bubbly self and for a second, it terrified me.

he said with an excited smile and I rolled my eyes muttering, “As if I didn’t already know that.” We were at Velvet Fist, as the music pumped through the place as loud as possible. There were naked hoes and even naked men lying here and there. The same place where I used to come before almost every night, now made my stomach turn up. I can’t believe I have had the public sex here. Every bitch is used to an extent by most of the men in the town. “Pfft! We really didn’t come here to see sloppy dicks hanging loose did we?” Ronan said, eyeing with disgust at the grown man who was tied to the center pole with handcuffs and his sloppy dick was hanging loose as three bitches took their turn to suck

His free hand slapped down onto my naked ass again and again, causing whimpers and cry's to leave me. It felt like hours of torture had gone by when really it was no more than ten minutes. His movements increased before he stayed deep inside me, a loud grunt left his mouth as I felt myself being filled up. My stomach turned instantly and the need to vomit became prominent as I felt abused and broken.

She scanned him up and down and then said something that he didn't expect- Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo) Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo) Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo) 'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you 'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you 'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you Saturday night and we in the spot Don't believe me just watch (come on) She chirped while clapping enjoying the euphoria with her brother , her Benz. He smiled and joined her and they sang like there's no tomorrow. He even tried some MJ style moves which were honestly no less than a disaster. Don't believe me just watch uh

No doubt, it will become a place for wounded people from the underworld to seek treatment without the risk of embarrassing questions from the feds. As for Santo, we're not sure what's wrong with him lately. His mood swings are increasingly violent and strange. Sometimes we can see him smiling like a happy jerk, then suddenly, he goes into a black rage and breaks everything in his path. Fortunately, he is always careful to control himself in the presence of children.