Sex Torture Stories Novels & Stories

Sean “Okay, here’s how it’s gonna play out. This is the last time I’m asking you to sit on my lap. There won’t be a next time. However,” I raised my voice, patting the bulge between my thighs, which was becoming thicker and bigger by the second, “if, at some point, you end up coming to me asking for sex—and call me a psychic, but I have a feeling your pussy didn’t get the last word when it comes to my cock. I’m going to torture you with so many orgasms, you won’t be able to feel your cunt for a month. It will not be pretty.” I shook my head gravely, my eyes still holding hers. “Not pretty at all. I can let you talk to one of my victims. She survived to tell the tale, and now she can’t have a

Oanez let out a guttural sound from the back of her throat as Aleric stepped trailed and slipped a finger inside Oanez's wide open p*ssy. Then the old woman laid on the floor, and she watched as her husband mounted her, his manhood disappearing and up into the woman, and appearing seconds later. Horror, fear, anger, and disgust held her in place as they continued their tryst. Dimly, she became aware that the other witches in the hall were now engaged in different sexual acts of their own. "Wanna Join, cunt?" laughed a witch in her face as another stopped dove n and began to s*ck the woman's

Any protest I had to offer was shut down by him splitting my thighs and feasting on me. I literally mean it….he was feasting, eating me out and me? I was moaning like a total whore..totally turned on again. Green began kissing me, pinching my nipples hard. “Fuck” I screamed into his mouth. He chuckled, leaving my lips and once again attacking my boobs. Brown stopped….but only for a second, replacing his tongue was now his very hard erection that felt like it was splitting me open. I screamed, both in pleasure and pain.

He hands were made for sexual torment. He picked me up easily without warning and dropped me on the bed. I moved away from him but he was on me, pinning me down with his hands linking with mine. My chest heaved as my breath came out in slow heavy gasps. He lowered his mouth and bit my lips, a taunting move that made my body burn with desire. It troubled me how he was turning me on so easily and in so many different ways. It wasn’t normal. It didn’t feel normal. I suspected witchcraft.

\"This cunt was made for my seed. You'll swell with my child, ruined for any other man.\" He thrust in savagely, bottoming out in one go, her scream piercing the silence—pain and ecstasy twisting her face. The watchers murmured approval, candles flickering as hands moved faster. Dominic pounded her missionary on the altar, her legs spread wide over the reliquary, tits bouncing free from the gown. Each brutal slam shook the stone, her pussy squelching loudly, cream frothing at the base of his shaft. \"Fuck, so wet for your audience—tell them how it feels.\"

“Taking three cocks like you were born for it. Our perfect little cum slut. Look at how beautifully you fall apart for us.” I cannot speak. I can only moan and gag and sob around him while Knox and Jace pound into me from behind. My body belongs to them — completely, shamelessly. Knox reaches around and finds my clit. He rubs fast, rough circles. “Come,” he orders. “Come with both of us inside you. Show your brothers how much you love being used.” The orgasm rips through me like wildfire. My pussy clamps down on Knox, my ass clenches around Jace, and I scream around Kade’s cock. Tears stream down my face. My whole body shakes uncontrollably.

She exclaimed coaxing his cock and then spreading her legs wider to engulf it. “Oh!” She cried as she felt how deep he went into her. Her head fell back as she got used to him inside her, but as she started to move, both groaned with ecstasy. He pinched her nipples and felt her tighten around him. She opened her eyes with surprise. “Again,” she said. He did it again. The walls that were warmly wrapped around his shaft squeezed him again. “Again,” she ordered. Delighted, he did. Whatever she asked. Again, and again. More, and more.

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

⚠️ Trigger Warning This story contains explicit sexual content, including themes of forced feminization, BDSM, humiliation, sissification, pegging, cum play, and dominance/submission dynamics. It is intended strictly for mature audiences (18+). Reader discretion is advised. “I want you to remember this night for the rest of your life,” Sasha whispered, her voice like velvet over a blade. Julian didn’t get the chance to respond. The click of heels sounded behind him, then the door opened—and everything shifted.

I flip the page and it's him again, this time with drops of water all over his body and his hands are over his head, showcasing the abs I saw through his wet clothes yesterday. Fondling my boobs, I swallow the saliva that pools in my mouth. The picture on the left side makes my breath catch in my throat. A woman is sitting on Felix like he's a chair and her mouth is hanging open with pleasure with his hand on her left tit. Behind her, his facial expression is twisted but it only makes him look sexier. 'Making the most of the forbidden part 2: breeding kink' “holy…” I gasp when I realize that he is having penetrative sex with her on camera. My stepbrother is…