Tickle Torture Stories Novels & Stories

"Shut up or I will not hesitate to chop your body into pieces, obey and serve me now" "But sir what if Mila wakes up or madam comes home?" "Give the child sleeping pills so he can sleep for a long time, Lia is at the salon and will be home tonight" Sinta was silent and I handed her a bottle of clear liquid, which is sleeping pills and told her to put it in my son's mouth, he was very forced to obey my will after all completedI launched my action but before that I made her tormented first, only she was the only woman I didn't torture during intercourse. In the past, when my ex-boyfriend had sex, he always tortured me and it became an addiction for me, when I witnessed the suffering of my part

touch. At that time, the only remaining sensible part of me warned - Lucas didn't come across as someone who would follow a doctor's advice. This asshole was like a wild savage beast. He would do anything out of impulse, including taking my virginity or even worse, taking my life. I had to do something to distract him. Nothing distracts a horny male murderer more effectively than bedtime stories with supernatural creatures in them. The new wife in Arabian Nights did it. She told that asshole King a story every night lest he killed her the next morning.

He pulled out an ointment and painkiller out of the drawer and applied the ointment on the place where he just hit her . “This is your reward but you have to earn it by being a good girl . I will give you after five but if you made any mistake like forgetting to count or not calling yourself a whore then we will start over again and the punishment would be doubled.” He said, showing her the bottle of painkillers. She quietly nodded her head in yes. *SMACK* “I’m whore. Three” *SMACK* “I'm a whore. Four .” Her cheeks jiggled and turned red as he proceeded to smack her.

Pure, addictive torture. I already knew I wouldn’t stay away.

The sheer sensation of it had my mind spinning, every nerve ending firing at maximum intensity. "Please..." I whimpered, unable to stop myself as the slow torture began to build a fresh wave of heat in my lower stomach. "Please what?" he taunted softly, his teeth grazing the sensitive shell of my ear before his tongue flicked over the lobe. "Tell me what you want, Elena. But remember what I said about making noise."

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

She starts to unbutton my shirt with speed and concentration, her head clammy and tinged with sweat while I take my time worshiping her breasts. Once she's done, Saffron starts to trail wet kisses all over my jaw down to my lower abdomen while grinding against my already hard as rock dick causing me to groan in need. “Baby please, you're torturing me. I want to bury myself in your sweet little cunt. If you keep up with these little tortures, I would go insane” I say to her through ragged breaths. My little whore finally decides to pity me when she readjusts herself and slowly sits on my cock swallowing half of it down her pussy.

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.

ISABELLE’S POV I flip the page of the book with the help of my left hand. The name of the book which I am currently reading is “The tales of Ash Ville”. It is a nice book and it includes the horror stories of the town. It is a fictional book but I like it and has captured my attention. I found this in the library a few weeks back and I thought to read it. Today I saw it in the books which I had not read so I decided to read this one.

Rebel whined. “Oh stop, do you want all the little bugs to come and nibble on you while you’re asleep?” Storm asked with a raised eyebrow. “Mama, no wittle bugs gonna eat me.” Rebel chuckled shaking his head. “Oh really?” She narrowed an eye at him. “Well, they will slowly crawl up your leg, she started lightly running her fingertip up his little leg making him giggle, so quietly that you don’t know they are there and before you know it, they have been nibbling on your fingers, toes, ears, and they have taken a big bite our your…” she dragged her fingers along his arm, “TUMMY!” She tickled him.