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At one point, she was so certain he was clawing at her bones. "Please... No! Don't touch me!" The man growled, claws sinking further into her flesh. Maya was frozen with fear as those sharp teeth flashed across her face. 'She's done for. This is where she dies.' The pain was blinding. And a part of Maya had already accepted her fate, death at the hands of a ghoul.

When it touched her, her expression softened, as if the sensation soothed something deep inside her. Taffy frowned, eyes wide. She looked around, but all she saw was dirt, roots, and the ghouls watching them with blank, hollow eyes—unthinking, like broken dolls. “I don’t see anything,” she whispered. Selene opened her mouth to answer, but the ghouls shrieked again. This time, they lunged in. Taffy screamed as several bodies wriggled into the burrow at once—only to crumble into ash before they could get close.

"Hmmmmm," "Feel this? Sooner or any minute or hours, this would go down and drill your ass hard till it bleeds. Mind you, it would take me hours before I bust so, get ready and be used to it. This will be the only dick that will fuck you till eternity, Keatton. If any dick would then prepare yourself the same as the guy who'll put his dick inside you. My torture room is open for anyone and they can cry there for mercy but no one will show or give to them,"

A glint of dark terror flashed through their eyes in the spot they were in. My torture toolbox. After dropping Sheila at the healing quarters my conscience hasn’t let me sleep a wink, I couldn’t eat, think or breath. The scent of her still hanging on my nostrils, her blood on my palm even after a hard wash still couldn’t erase it from my mental eye and the way she lay still on that table without life sank me. The mental image sent a sharp painful shiver down my body. “Arrange the tools on the table.” My command set them off as the guards unlocked the box and started picking each tool carefully after the other depositing it on the large mahogany table that had my ex guards filled with tremor.

I want her to feel like I will do anything to get her to talk so that she starts giving me information just to save herself. “Please, Luna, let me have some of her.” Ghost is playing his part perfectly; he sounds like he’s begging for the best-tasting food he’s ever had. “It's been so long since I had such a nice treat.” He even licks his lips and moans into Harmon’s ear for added effect; I’ll have to remember to thank Ghost for his assistance in this new torture. “Wait!” Harmon tries to push out of his grip but Ghost has a tight hold of her so she barely even wiggles against his chest.

They gave him that much medicine which is enough to keep him alive. The executioner didn't even give him enough water to drink. He hasn't showered for two weeks. His own vomit is all over his body. Insects are now crawling on Agnish's body. Because of the insects bites his skin is now totally damaged and some of his body parts started decomposing. The most disturbing part of his torture is that the executioner has cut Agnish's dick and made him a gelded. Moreover, his condition is too much horrible. Right now Agnish's eyes are shuttering and he is saying only one thing," Water. Give me some water".

* I felt my upper shoulder getting soaked with my own blood as it start to gush out from my torn flesh with Gia still sinking her claws even deeper into the wound she already inflicted on me I let out a soul shattering scream as she dug deeper and twist my flesh roughly under her claws with a taunting little chuckle in pure satisfaction. "You have no fucking idea how long I have waited for this very moment. Oh gosh, You really have no idea. I have wanted to see you bleed and suffer for so long that I was starting to think my dreams would never come true but here we are, you and me, finally under my claws and getting what you totally deserve" "Please stop" I start to cry not able to withstan

I was getting tired of insisting. "Oh fuck, I feel I'm gonna throw up!" I had the urge to suddenly throw up, the bloody sight was gruesome. "Hold in there, little thing, I promise it won't take me long to finish him, looks like the fucker can't take in the minimum torture." He laughed as he sliced his stomach as if he was some kind of cake. Dude, I couldn't even eat cake without thinking of this scene and I would definitely gonna throw up whenever I remember this.

The last thing Callum saw in his consciousness was an angry Stephen leaping on him, he wrapped him inside his arms and his canines punctured the pulsating vein in his neck. And everything black out. *********** Tabby

Half of her blood must have accumulated there in the last ten minutes. Over the next two alarms, London understood what prolonged torture felt like. Initially, it was tough to cope with. However, as her body grew more sensitive to the sensations, it came to convince itself that pain was pleasure. She learned to appreciate it more despite the uncontrollable shaking and screaming. Snot and tears ran down her pretty face, and London knew she was utterly wrecked, but she couldn't stop now. She’d come so far, and it wasn’t that tough to endure the ten-minute long vibrating session.