Tickle Torture Novels & Stories

My heart trembled in fear when I heard that. He showed me needles, huge needles, almost the size of the veins. “These needles will be stabbed into your arms and legs. And since you're a beautiful woman, I'll pierce your nipples with these as well. I'll push a rod up your ass and another up to your pussy. Then I'll turn on the electricity. You'll be electrocuted until you pass out. The process will repeat ten times. But I won't let you die.” The way he was telling me about that horrific torture so excitedly, made me reconsider my decision.

I was also drugged by Tanika frequently and made a mockery of. I was tortured daily as well, sometimes I'd be flogged with a whip soaked in wolfsbane, burnt, lacerated with knives, tortured by having my nails removed, beaten mercilessly till I passed out, had my limbs sprained or broken multiple times, choked and nearly even drowned.

My head fell back and I closed my eyes when he squeezed the inflation bulb and my asshole was pressured painfully wider. But then he observed it up with leaning nearer over me, reducing his face among my legs to present a single, lengthy lick up in my slit to my clit. I could not hold from shrieking wildly, greatly surprised with a sunburst of sensation. Some of it was suitable, a whole lot of it was lousy, however the satisfactory of it was downright hellish. "Look at how red you've gotten between the eyes of the hooks. Fuck! This is what torture should look like."

Yet when all these cute little noises entered the ears of his tormentor, they turned into devastatingly erotic moans made by an enchanting succubus whose seductive body was writhing in pleasure underneath his own. At that moment, no amount of self-control could prevent Levi’s body from displaying its most instinctual visceral reaction. “I give… I-I surrender… please… ah!” Noah pleaded, uncontrollably squirming in the hold of the man above him. Abruptly, Levi’s tickling halted. Noah’s arched back slumped back down in relief. He closed his glistening red-rimmed eyes and started taking in heavy breaths to calm down his wildly beating heart. Oh god! He almost died back there! Tickling is the wor

There's a little bit more. Stress positions, hanging from a metal bar, tarring and feathering, tickle torture, tooth extraction, walling, water cure, waterboarding, welcome parade. Now you can take a long breath... Everything! Lily knows every single torture mentioned. It will turn into a big library if the descriptions of her methods are written in books. So...let's just skip those parts. Every time Lily sees her victims suffering from the pains, shouting for mercy and their lives and as if it effects her at all.

“Gonna ruin this pretty pussy. Gonna fill you up until you’re dripping me for days.” My clit pulsed under my thumb. I was close already — too close. I slowed my fingers, pulled them almost all the way out, then slammed back in deep. My back arched off the mattress. “Not yet,” I panted. “You don’t get to cum until I say.” Teasing myself was my favorite kind of torture. I’d bring myself right to the brink, thighs shaking, cunt clenching desperately around nothing, then force myself to stop. Over and over. Until I was a whimpering, dripping mess begging my own fingers for mercy.

The torture continued for several moments before he leaned down and licked the sensitive tip of her breasts, making her growl softly with the mixture of pain and pleasure. With a sly grin, he returned to the foot of the bed and glanced up at her flushed face as he picked up the blue rabbit and turned it on, holding it up for her to see. Sandra bit her bottom lip again as he began to caress her labia with his warm hand, her flesh still sensitized by his tickling. The tip of the vibrator pressed against her moist opening and he slowly pushed forward a little further, bending over and running his hot, wet tongue along the lips of her vagina.

The little girl was completely dumbfounded when she witnessed such a terrifying torture image. Kyra's mouth was splattered with blood as Lucas kept kicking her. Lucas used the most extreme form of torture to torture Kyra, which was followed by the sound of broken bones. Kyra, on the other hand, did not beg for a word, and even at times, she laughed when she looked at Lucas. The woman in front of Lucas suddenly made Lucas feel like he was about to be enraged and wanted to kill himself. Kyra wouldn't listen to using the horrible torture method now, because the pain he gave Kyra was already beyond her pain tolerance. Now it's just using another measure.

As if that wasn't torture enough, Chance’s teeth found it'd way around the exposed chest of Terrence, sneaking a taste at the raised buds once in a while. So much stimuli at once, it was a miracle that Terrence's head didn't explode. That he was still standing, albeit the wall supporting his back. "Chance…." With much difficulty Terrence mumbled out. He wasn't sure if he was getting Chance to stop or increase the torture further. Soon Terrence was left there without anything on him (except his watch that was too expensive to throw away in this mess) and he found himself not protesting when the hand over his butt encroached dangerously towards the entrance.

I'm going to kill him. The soft feather of the tickler teased my nipples one at a time, rotating around my erect tits, slowly and torturously. I wanted him to stop, but I didn't want him to stop. My exhausted body was being overworked. With one hand, he handled the tickler and with the other, he pushed and pulled the dildo out of me, very slowly. Tears would have rolled down my cheeks if the blindfold wasn't absorbing them. I moaned and sobbed, my back arched out of the bed and my legs trembling from the tension building up in my stomach and my thigh muscles.