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_________[recommended page width; please use .txt-Editor]__________DISCLAIMER:1. This story is fiction.2. This story is FICTION!3. The author doesn?t endorse or play down violence and brutality of any kind against living beings in general and females in special. The author insists on the consumption only by those legally of age and where ADULT MATERIAL isn?t prohibited by law. If you get offended by those topics, stop reading. Venom, April...
Garden of Dreams By Keterra Sands Copyright c July 2000 by Keterra Sands all right reserved [email protected] This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is unintended. This story contains adult situations, describes sexual activities, and deals with changes of gender. If such material upsets you, or if it's illegal for you to read this - DON'T This is a science fiction story. Three soldiers in the heat of battle escape near death...
Apache Torture By Shabbadew2002 Contact me at [email protected] CHAPTER 1: CAPTURE It was a cold fall in 1876. The Arizona desert and nighttime was falling. Abigail Hart sat in a rocking chair by the fire and listened to the coyotes as the day’s shadows lengthened. She pulled her shawl tighter around her shoulders. Her husband had left four days prior to round up strays. He should have been back, but hadn’t returned and she was worried. The high desert was a lonely and sometimes...
What the man looked like is not relevant to the story. Let’s just call him rather nondescript, looking like every other 40-60 year old man. For several weeks he followed her, to see if she ever changed her route from the school to her home. She never wavered, not one iota. Several times he followed her, at a distance of course, and found the perfect place to kidnap her. A copse of trees hiding her from prying eyes for about five minutes. This is where he waited, and soon the little girl came...
Tracey at the Museum of TortureSynopsis On a school trip to Spain Tracey finds herself a living exhibit in an interactive Museum of Torture Tracey at the Museum of Torture: Tracey sighed at the thought of another school trip with the unruly boys and girls of the Payne Academy, a private school that always reminded her of St Trinians. On this particular school journey, she and Mr. Chambers were in “charge” of the worst group of the lot, the 16-18 year old k**s. The previous ones had been...
STRANGE MEETING LEADS TO SEX TORTURE TERROR FOR SAVANNA... Since loosing my job suddenly a few months ago and being down on my luck I decided it was about time I made some money out of my favourite hobby, being a sexy t-girl. Well where was the harm? I loved getting dolled up in my sexy outfits and showing off my feminised figure in tight rubber, leather or PVC outfits. I had been told I was quite convincing with my enhanced boobs, long shapely legs and tight ass and I thought, well...
WOMEN AND TORTURE: A MOTHER INTERROGATE IN FRONT HER SON p. 1Every human perversion is possible in a torture centre a universe of pain and human evil. My story-article it is a real case of mother-son interrogatory:. Real it are the types of torture described, real the victims and the jailers confessions, real the victims emotions?.. In this version there are not the photos but only the text. If do you want the version with photo write me.Incest and torture are embarrassing and scabrous matters...
Brazilian Torture Ranch By Shabbadew2002 Contact me @ [email protected] Chapter 1 Lost and Found It started out as a two-week vacation in Brazil.? The plan was to visit the Mato Grosso which Sandra was anxious to see before it was gone forever. They planned the trip as a way to heal the rifts between them. A project they could share and help them bond. For Alan and his daughter, it became a decent into another world, but in the end it did create a new relationship for them. In a way, it all...
Disclaimer: Although this is a work of fiction, the names of the individuals involved in the events portrayed herein, have been changed to protect the innocent, as well as to hide the identity of the guilty. However; who is innocent, and who is guilty, is a matter of opinion. Jane returned home from the grocery store carrying a pitiful quantity of groceries into the house. Prices at the grocery store had risen another ten percent this year, and the grocery dollar didn't go as far as it once...
From the kitchen window in my little white house on the hill, as I fondly refer to it, I could see the bounty from my handiwork spanning across my isolated backyard. On one side, my flower garden stretched like a colorful patchwork quilt along the six-foot-tall white picket fence all the way back to the towering oak tree in the far corner. There, a new wooden swing hung from one of the thick branches above a large patch of soft green grass that I even managed to get to grow close to the...
Straight SexMy self torture true story of a torture sentence ordered by my online master. He lives in Europe and is a very sadistic pain master. He continues to increase my sentences of self pain torture. I did tell him I would carry out any sentence that will give me extreme pain outside of killing me. He knows just how to control his pain slut. Always looking for more ideas how to give extreme pain to myself Saturday self torture sentence and my e-mail to master Hi master Max, Well master I...
I married a woman I didn’t love, in fact, could barely stand to be around. Old men like me dream of a passionate May/December marriage that will bring back the fire of our youth. But ours was a December/December marriage. A union between two dried up, worn out people whose time came and went and are now just waiting around, I guess, for the curtain to fall. Her name was Marion and I met her on a cruise to the Bahamas. My son and my grandkids were always joking about how my mind went to the...
Yesterday I found a fairy at the bottom of my garden. Actually, that's not true; it wasn't a fairy at all but I've always wanted to say that. It wasn't a fairy but it was the next best thing, almost. I found a girl at the bottom of my garden. That doesn't have quite the same ring to it; much more prosaic than a fairy. There could be many reasons why one might discover a girl at the bottom of one's garden. She might be a neighbour who just popped over for a chat or a neighbour's...
The Garden Centre (extract from Chapter 10 of Amatore's Restaurant) It was the Wednesday before the meeting Lucy had come to her decision; damned if Rose and her pompous husband were going to continue to benefit from her influence on the board. While she had always known her neighbour was one to meddle in everyone's affairs – and was well aware she could be tactless in voicing her opinions – up until the previous evening Lucy had managed to stay clear of Rose's personal attacks. But it wasn't...
Straight SexThe Back Garden Bride I was born Nathan, although for as long as I can remember, I have been known as Nat. Apparently when I was very young and learning to talk, I found my name a little too long and difficult to say out loud, so I shortened it as much as I could. Naturally I had it pointed out to me many times during my childhood that Nat was more of a girl's name, but that never bothered me, so the name stuck with me. I was an average kid for the most part, average height, average...
The pic was the deal breaker: he was about to meet the wrong girls. So they'd set up a date. They had sent Sarah, the youngest of them with the innocent face and the curly, semi-long, strawberry-blonde locks. She'd met him, her tattoos carefully hidden by long sleeves, at a cafe downtown. She had used all the skills learnt in high school drama classes beguiling him. Her guise made her look perfectly innocent, save maybe for her long, black-painted nails. She'd led him through an empty...
They'd found him through an online Christian dating site. Nineteen years old, a virgin in spite of being drop dead gorgeous. They loooved hot virgins. Said he was looking for the right girl to have his first time with. Real clean cut and innocent, though this hadn't stop him from sending a nude pic complete with his lovely erect penis when "Candy" had asked for it.The pic was the deal breaker: he was about to meet the wrong girls.So they'd set up a date. They had sent Sarah, the youngest of...
I've always loved this time of year, spring, the season of rebirth. I've been eager to get my hands back into the soil and watch everything come alive all around me. My garden has been my joy, my escape and my tranquility. It has been the answer: whether I was stressed, needed to seek solutions, or ground myself, or just yearned for beauty to appreciate. Relationships have been challenging for me, but I've always had my garden, and it never let me down. This year, I chose to use a different...
The high-class limousine speeding down the dusty, old country highway made an interesting contrast with its surroundings. Or rather, it would have, if anyone, aside from a few lazy cows, had been around to see it pass. There was also an interesting contrast between the passengers riding within the limo too. One was a woman with honey blonde hair tied in a bun, dressed in a stiff formal blouse and dress, the kind a secretary with a retro sense of fashion might wear. Her bright red lips were...
Introduction: This is a follow up to my Council Retreat Day 1. I wrote this one before Day 2 because this is what was swimming around in my head. I may get to day 2 at some point. Again. this is a total work of fiction and if it offends you, dont read it. I would never wish this upon a real person. Amethyst is a virual character I once portrayed with a very good friend of mine playing my master. I hope you enjoy it. Erebus led an unbound Amethyst into the main hall. The amphitheatre was packed...
DISCLAIMER: 1. This story is fiction. 2. This story is FICTION! 3. The author doesn’t endorse or play down violence and brutality of any kind against living beings in general and females in special. The author insists on the consumption only by those legally of age and where ADULT MATERIAL isn’t prohibited by law. If you get offended by those topics, stop reading. Venom, September 2007 Synopsis: Three...
Without wasting any time, he said "Display, your target is the chandelier," and she immediately spread her feet wide, brought her arms up and interlocked her fingers behind her neck and turned her head to affix her gaze on the chandelier hanging forward and above her head. Erebus spoke to the crowd "Now before I start with the pain, it is important to show you obedience training. This display posture is an excellent technique in the slave training process. It is important to give your...
Thursday Night Tough Torturea Story in the realm of Extreme Toylandby DolorDelectatio- Synopsis -Extreme Toyland's Mistress Lisa performs a short live session of extreme nipple torture with her subs Elisa and Rick. Miss Crazy J. and new pain slut Vera perform next, exploring needles and heat play. Mistress Rachel and toy Jessica close the night with severe torture of Jessica's tits, pussy and ass. Expect extreme sadism and masochism in the cold-fact-style of Extreme Toyland's "A Visit From...
I’ve always loved this time of year, spring, the season of rebirth. I’ve been eager to get my hands back into the soil and watch everything come alive all around me. My garden has been my joy, my escape and my tranquility. It has been the answer: whether I was stressed, needed to seek solutions, or ground myself, or just yearned for beauty to appreciate. Relationships have been challenging for me, but I’ve always had my garden, and it never let me down. This year, I chose to use a different...
Teen Fire &Teen Frost????this story contains bondage, torture and sexual explicit content. The story is for entertainment purposes only. It should only be read by persons of legal age and in areas where this material is legal? the bottom line adults only?all persons portrayed in this story are 18 years of age or older this is a work of fiction?. if you don't understand that seek help.Teen Fire and Teen Frost are my creations please do not use without my expressed permission this is the first...
Moira lived in the top floor, North end flat in a six flat block near the University. Being so close to the school, many girls in the block were in classes. The only man living in the building lived in the lower South corner. None of the girls knew his name, only that he worked overnights and slept all day. They did their collective best to not bother him and he gave them all the same respect.Moira didn't attend any classes. Instead, she worked days at a local shop, usually home in time for...
Story of myself torture #2This is going to be my second story. For those who have not read my first story of how I self torture my self for sexual orgasms I will give a brief synopsis of me and what I like to do before I continue with my recent self torture.-My name is Debbie and I'm a 49-year-old white divorcee. I am 5 foot 7, 148 pounds. I have green eyes, shoulder length brown hair. My measurements for those who want to know are you know 38C -29- 38. I used to trim my pubic hair but now I...
Helga's Hydronic Torture Machineby DolorDelectatioSynopsis: this story is set in the realm of Extreme Toyland / Extreme Dolls in which mistress Lisa produces extreme bdsm torture content for her web sites and private pleasure. Lisa's associate Rachel works on a notorious request on the Extreme Dolls web site. The request offers a ton of cash for a model willing to undergo an extreme sexual torture scene administered by a computer-controlled machine. -----Chapter One: The contract-----Since the...
When I was just 18, Dad was in heavy debt through his own mismanagement of his business; and it turned out after a while that he had gone to a business associate of his, an Arabian named Kabul. I guess we all knew from the start that Kabul was a bit of a shady character, and had his fingers in various slightly criminal pies. Dad said he'd had no choice, the way things were, but to get a large loan from Kabul, and intended to pay it back when he could. However, we also knew that Kabul...
Introduction: How Bobbys Mum became an underground porno star. This is about the strange incident which began Mums continued cuckoldry. Id like to write and tell you the story of her first prostitution, which will be mentioned in other stories. This is when she originally committed adultery, by selling herself sexually, in the 80s. It is about a certain underground film that was made. I can describe it, now Ive seen it, and Id like to tell you all about it. When I was just 18, Dad was in heavy...
This is about the strange incident which began Mum's continued cuckoldry. I'd like to write and tell you the story of her first prostitution, which will be mentioned in other stories. This is when she originally committed adultery, by selling herself sexually, in the 80's. It is about a certain underground film that was made. I can describe it, now I've seen it, and I'd like to tell you all about it.When I was just 18, Dad was in heavy debt through his own mismanagement of his business; and it...
The front of the small bungalow seemed to be engulfed in flowers. Kacey had planted dozens of different types and colors of flowers and had been careful to make sure there would always be something blooming. For this reason she hated the winter as once her Marigolds died she would be out of luck until the Tulips blossomed in the spring. Her neighbors marveled at the beauty she brought to their surroundings without being gaudy. The 45 year old widow just loved being outside so she was just as...
This is about the strange incident which began Mum's continued cuckoldry. I'd like to write and tell you the story of her experience, which will be mentioned in our other stories. This is when she originally committed adultery to my Dad, by selling herself sexually, in the 80's. It centres around a certain underground film that was made. I can describe it, now I've seen it, and I'd like to tell you all about it. When I was just 18, Dad was in heavy debt through his own...
There are two things I enjoy that, when experienced together make me feel wonderful.All right, I know what you are thinking but no, I mean a hot summer's day and my garden.Those two things together have the ability to make me forget all my troubles and woes.You see, when the sun shines, I can potter around in my garden to my heart's content and when the chores are completed and the garden is tidied to my satisfaction then what could be better than relaxing on the veranda of the summer house...
MatureI was seventeen, almost eighteen, when Tollie moved into our small apartment above the carriage house. I didn’t pay much attention at first when my mom rented it to him. After moving into the huge house we inherited from her grandfather, my great-grandfather, I was too busy trying to fit in at my new school. Being the new girl wasn’t easy. It felt weird, two people living in a mansion with white pillars at the entrance, wisteria growing up to the third floor and a big Dutch door, you know, the...
Love StoriesThis is going to be my second story. For those who have not read my first story of how I self torture myself for sexual orgasms I will give a brief synopsis of me and what I like to do before I continue with my recent self torture. -My name is Debbie and I'm a 51-year-old white divorcee. I am 5 foot 7, 148 pounds. I have green eyes, shoulder length brown hair. My measurements for those who want to know are you know 38C -29- 38. I used to trim my pubic hair but now I shave completely...
I did not write this. What is given below is a first hand account of one slaves extreme punishment at the hands of a Mistress who shows no mercy.link: http://www.maxfisch.com/thehang/ubbthreads.php/ubb/showthreaded/Number/1556910/Searchpage/1/Main/147753/Words/chalet/Search/true/Long_term_imprisonment_tortureStory:I was fortunate enough to spend three days with Madame Celeste de Monial, at the house of Madame Carah, at Germany's infamous Chalet of Pain...
THE ADDAMS FAMILY Created by Charles Addams Parodied by Ron Dow75 Please note: I have come up with a new pronoun system: -he-she, etc.- he accepts that he is a male with a female body. -she-he, etc.- he accepts that he may becoming female. -`he', etc.- he does Not accept that he is in a female body. -`she', etc.- he struggles to face facts. * And, of course, they have the reverse meaning for a born-female. 01) The Perfect Torture "Wednesday?" Morticia asked,...
Bea stood at the kitchen window watching Danny, her son, his arms filled with small heaps of vegetable matter, running on his little legs backwards and forwards between the man digging the beds and the compost heap. He had been out there for nearly forty minutes, 'helping'. Bea's heart swelled with pride at her little man's eagerness to do his bit: at the same time she recognised the familiar look of determination on his face that reminded her so very much of Tony, her late husband. The...
Her captors didn't confide in her, of course, but after a few days Ms. Americana had two things figured out: Flag Girl had escaped — or was dead. And Betty had been taken off the job. "Where's Nurse Dyke?" MA asked one morning, when Bohner arrived to take her down to the recreation room for another session in sexual degradation. "We've given her another assignment," Bohner replied. "I'm afraid she had gotten too emotionally involved with you. I can assure you I don't have that...
In my eyes my wife is absolutely gorgeous. She's 5'5" tall and has a pair of breasts to die for, They are perfectly proportioned to her body she is a little over weight but still in proportion, at times her pussy can be hairy yet in the summer she will shave it all away which is very exciting for me. This is my opinion.You might wonder why I am waxing lyrical about her in such detail. The reason is that: I still can't believe that I managed to get her for myself. To cut to the chase, we met...
My first Electro torture Hello to all. I am a male of 19 years from India. I am a real slave and owned by Mistress H. Now she is my owner and I am her pain slut, fuck toy and sissy slave. I torture myself with my own every day, so my Mistress gets pleasure from my pain and discomforts. It’s a real what I write their and if anyone of you feels that I can make it more painful or have some more ideas how I can torture and give me more pain then you are welcomed to contact with me and believe me...
That very first week my brother had to be dropped off and collected at his friend Darren’s house. Darren lived in the next borough and it was quite a complicated drive if you wanted to avoid the M25 ring road. It turns out Darren only went to our school because he’d been kicked out of all the schools in his borough for being disruptive. We didn’t really know that bit at the time and my brother was allowed to go round to play. So that Saturday morning I dropped Simon off. Darren was out front...
My name is Angie, I’d just turned 18 at the time of these events and was about to go off to university. My friend Mike is a couple of months younger than me, he’s tall and very fit but somehow we’d always just been ‘friends’. He was going off to University on the other side of the country soon and we were spending a fair amount of time together before going our separate ways. We enjoyed each other’s company and had done all the usual stuff together as we grew up, playing doctors and nurses and...
SpankingCock and ball torture, or CBT as it is more commonly called, can involve a variety of things. Torture can be used to induce mild to severe pain or it can be used only to cause discomfort. It is important to note that the penis and testicles can be easily or permanently damaged and, therefore, caution must be observed when practicing this activity. Some in the BDSM community speculate that torturing a man's genitals is directly related to sexual control issues while others argue that torturing a...
Garden Servicepart 1Charlie Thurston looked out over the garden while wiping his forehead with a piece of cloth. Two hours work had resulted in a mowed lawn, cleaned out pool and trimmed hedges. This was the second summer that Charlie spent his summer doing yard work as a summer job while attending college. First year with his own route and truck since last year he had worked alongside the owner of the company for a couple of weeks and then filled in spots where needed. But hard work paid of...
I had to pay for college somehow, so when a job at the hardware store came up, I took it. I liked that kind of stuff anyway and figured it would be a good way to learn useful things. I was a chemistry major, but all that was going to get me was a job. I wanted something that would teach me useful things, like how to fix a toilet. I went to my job after school and on weekends. It wasn’t hard work, but a lot of times customers would ask me questions I couldn’t answer. They’d be looking for a...
Lisa = Torture It had been only four days since Lisa had heard about the ML. Hailed in the underground as one of the richest dealers on the black market, able to get a person almost anything that they wanted?for a good price of course. Jennifer, Lisa’s best friend since 3rd grade had told her about the money and possibility’s that could happen if she joined her in the ML. Lisa couldn’t help but check it out, seeing that it was her Senior year in high school and Jennifer seemed to be...
I’d just got my driving license and I was allowed to borrow my parents car on condition I did the errands like drop my kid brother off to play with his friends and all that crap that my parents had had to do before I passed the test. I didn’t really mind. Anything to get to drive. That very first week my brother had to be dropped off and collected at his friend Darren’s house. Darren lived in the next borough and it was quite a complicated drive if you wanted to avoid the M25 ring road. It...
Introduction: Swish! Thwack! The cane stung across Maggies arse for the twentieth time. Her bottomed burned with the delicious feeling of pain and pleasure Swish! Thwack! The cane stung across Maggies arse for the twentieth time. Her bottomed burned with the delicious feeling of pain and pleasure. She was being punished by her husband. She knew it was exactly what she deserved for the way she had humiliated him earlier. Are you getting the message now Bitch? Richard asked as the cane landed...
I slept in that next morning and didn’t wake up until eleven. It was Saturday and I loved not having to get up and rush out to school. The fact is, I loved to sleep—still do, but not like I did when I was a teen. Anyway, when I got up, I looked out the window but didn’t see Tollie. I took a long shower, played with myself, had a huge orgasm then got dressed, throwing on an old pair of cutoff jeans and a baggy T-shirt and even before I got to the kitchen, I heard Tollie and my mom laughing....
Love Stories“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
As time flew by me and my wife Angela’s sex life was scintillating. Harry (Angela’s first lover other than me) whom she still dates for rollicking and titillating love making – had ignited a spark within us. We as a couple were having the greatest time of our lives. Our love making and desire for each other knew no boundaries. It was amazingly sensuous for me to know she was having a great time with her lover Harry and we would talk about how and what he did to her well-endowed body during...
Wife LoversEve Walks to the GardenIt was a warm summer evening with a reddening sky as John escorted Eve out the front door of the Foshay Hotel. John had saved her from embarrassing both of them.It was a short walk to a green oasis south of the hotel. Not a garden by any means but it had grass, trees, and benches. Eve clung to John’s arm for stability.Eve was unstable and she was angry. John could feel her tension in the way she grasped his arm. The clicking of her high heels on the cement bore audible...
Wife LoversIt was between our first and second c***d. The baby was six or eight weeks old and my wife had just been released for sexual activity by her doctors. She was horny as hell and I was getting an unusual amount of pussy from her. We lived on some acreage that had a small amount of bottom land for a garden and my sister’s husband and I were growing one there. The garden was about 150 yards from the house.On this particular day my wife was very horny and she let me fuck her that morning before I...
As I'm kneeling there, over my garden, stretching to grab at the last of the weeds, I feel my wet hair caress my heated cheeks. I love that feeling, especially on such a hot day as this one. I'd been working in the garden for over an hour now and the sweat was flowing freely. There was, in fact, so much of it that it has left a wide swatch of moisture between my breasts, leaving my T-shirt soaked down the front. Leaning back on my heels, I again stop to wonder if I'm crazy to be out here...
I’m kneeling in the grass naked. Two buckets of water, tied to my wrists, pin my shoulders and arms back against a cross post. Clothespins clipped on my nipples send a dull steady pain through my chest. The afternoon sun beats steadily down on me. The beads of sweat running down my body make me even more uncomfortable. Anita lounges naked a few feet away in the shade of the patio, enjoying her cigarette. She grins at me. ?You can’t be suffering too much, slave. You’re still aroused.? Damn...
Hi friends this is rahul here from bangalore. I’m 24 year old. 5’11 tall with a normal physic. I love this site and all the stories. Coming to the story i was at majestic waiting for my bus. Bus came and i got into it. All the seats were full so i had to stand near the door closer to the female seats. I was standing and looking towards the front side of the bus there were two girls sitting they were talking to each other. They were friends and one of the girl looked at me our eys met for the...