Funkytown Torture Novels & Stories

He pulls away and grabs my backpack with a smirk on his face, and says, “Come on, babe, let’s get you to your first class before you’re late.” Wait. Hold the phone. Hold all the fucking phones. Are you kidding me right now? He teases me and turns me into a wet mess, then walks away like it was nothing? And then acts like it doesn’t bother him to walk around with a boner for all to see? You know what? Fuck him! I think it’s game on for sexual torture. It’s time to call out my inner slut instead of putting her in the corner. She’s saying, “No one puts Baby in the corner.” Yes, I’m a Dirty Dancing fan. I don’t know how many times I’ve hit pause on the scene where you can see Patrick Swayze’s na

Instead, it’s some weird hybrid of the two, which lasts several months, but can then be easily removed once the assignment is over. I may not be able to tell you what it is the F.U.C.K.’s do, or how they do it, but I can tell you that it is as miserable as fucking hell to go through. Imagine being strapped, naked, into a dentist’s chair for six hours, with a light shining in your face the entire time, as a team of people wearing those paper doctor masks spend the entire six hours poking you, prodding you, pulling at your face until you feel like they’re going to pull the flesh right off your skull, injecting you with chemicals to make you fatter or thinner as necessary (and yes, they inject

“Hi, everyone! Did you all have fun?” “Sample! Sample! Sample!” the audience chanted. “They want a sample, Blue,” said the emcee. Blue pouted in thought. “W-Wait. What do you guys want to hear?” Then he smiled as something came to mind. “I got it!” He looked at the DJ. “Hey, do you have Twerk It Like Miley by Brandon Beal?” The whole crowd burst into laughter. They all knew that was the background music from his leaked scandal video.

that is what she said and well, that is the truth, I want to know what is actually happening. “Well, the thing is we have injected a medicine to make her like that and it will last a day. She will need someone who will satisfy her needs but It's up to Joker if he will do it" - She said. Damn so, they are actually going to torture this bitch mentally. Fuck! That medicine she injected can make her crazy if her needs isn't satisfied

he groaned frustrated, once Sophie has steadied herself on him he started fucking her fast and hard without wasting time as he has endured slot of sex and dick torture from the pretty girl on his laps. The sound of his lap and her colliding gave a lewd sound in the office, his dick getting harder and harder the more he fucks her as he hits every spot inside her hole, she was also sweating panting and moaning at the steady machine of a human who did not seem to get tired as he rammed into her fast with a steady pace, she occasionally shakes and shivers when he hits her g-spots and the pleasure became too much making her shudder with want.

NIKITA Double F "I'm screwed!! I grab the drink tearing the note off the drink and tossing it aside, drilling holes and tearing the notes into bits I swallow hard, the words echo in my mind as I mentally picture the events vividly, Walking out of the VIP section into a room with Tammy, she pulls off my lingerine but leaves my mask on, she bends on her knees rubbing my clit with her fingers fast and smooth, I arch my back at the pleasure wanting more from her, "You want me that bad?" I nod my head in response, "Fuck me freak" Confused at her words I watch her totally absent minded , my word on clud nine my thoughts jumbled up and mixed,the sexual pleasure and drugs makes it all exotic, "Say i

Both men started moving in opposite rhythms, one in while the other out, pounding her slowly and stretching her beyond reason. Her pussy and ass burned and throbbed, her walls forced wide, every ridge and vein dragging against raw nerves. She came violently, while her whole body locked, she squirted so hard it splashed on Victor’s thighs and the floor in long arcs. They didn’t stop after all the torture, rather they rotated. Every man took every hole.

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Mine! When that doesn’t work either, I go down into my dungeon and torture the fucking stubborn asshole to Mr. F. The the fuck kind of name is that anyway? I did so last night until he passed out. I know I need to give him time to heal, so I captured myself some rogue sluts to have fun playing with. I love to break them. But I hate when they are broken enough to just comply. I need them broken enough to know they can’t escape death, but not enough to stop fighting and hoping.

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.