Castle. “I think once I’m done whipping your lowborn ass, I’ll give you the honor of servicing my lordly cock with that disgusting mouth of yours and you’re going to swallow every drop of my royal semen unless you want me to whip your cunt next!”
Castle. Christine sobbed as she crawled between Sophia’s legs, cum leaking out from between her sore pussy lips. “I tore you apart good, didn’t I girl?” The man asked Christine as he admired her red, swollen hole. “If you don’t want me to tear your little girlfriend apart the same way, you’ll get your tongue working on that hairy cunt of hers. Make sure you put your tongue all the way up inside, and suck that clitl Get her real wet for me and maybe I won’t fuck your ass later!”
Castle. I think I know just the spot for this one. Yes, right between those juicy thighs of yours. I bet a whore like you is always getting her clit tickled by some stupid stud. Well I think that slutty lovebud needs a proper punishment. Yeah, I think a good clit burning is just what you need!
The factory. “Come on honey, gimme a kiss!” Peter moaned in Anne’s ear. Anne leaned her head back and ran her smooth pink tongue into Peter’s mouth, the taste of alcohol and tobacco making her gag. After a month with these horrific men though she’d become an expert at suppressing the urge to vomit.
The factory. “Pleeeasseee! You’re ruining me!” Meghan shrieked as she felt something tear deep in her breast. Tyler laid a hand on her stomach, enjoying the feeling of her taut muscles quivering and shaking with agony. He reached down toward her cunt, eagerly seeking out her clit. He had another clamp ready and waiting.
The factory. “Well, you might as well get used to the smell of my spunk, bitch! You’re gonna be getting plenty of it over the next few weeks. All you’re going to have to eat and drink around here is the cum you can suck out of my cock!” Mike laughed as he began furiously rubbing his aching cock. The girl began shrieking and bucking as Mike’s hot, sticky semen began pouring onto her face and into her hair…
Crusades. The Christian prisoner. “Well, m’lady, I perceive that your long spell here has taught you humility. M’lady does not find me as repulsive as she once did. If your progress continues, I shall order the blacksmith to break the iron belt. You will have a servant’s clothes and will serve me at table… Under the table and on your knees, of course. For the moment, however, you will pay lip service to me. Open your mouth.”
Summer resort. “Aah, fuck. Baby you are wetter than any woman I’ve had. You enjoying this, or did one of my people use you before I got you?” Franko slammed his huge cock in her harder and harder as if to stress his questions, and Sandra spasmed against the pain. “Doesn’t matter. Jamir and Nani put you in a nice little outfit for me, didn’t they? I’ll have to tip them. Now hold still, bitch, or I’ll get Jamir to whip you again so you’ll know better next time.”
Sackers. Baron Sharcem is the only man powerful enough to stand up the barbarian hordes. But he betrayed his own people and remained neutral in exchange for the throne of Damselot. Merkedit has given him Paulina, Princess and heir to the throne, as his personal slave. He handed her over naked and in chains, with her virginity protected by a cruel and humiliating chastity belt. Her will to resist has been cruelly broken by torture. Now, slave, kneel before your Lord and Master and prove your love for him. You know how to do this? NOOOOOOOOOON First take your Master in your mouth and use your lips and tongue on him. Then take him in deeper until you can feel his bollocks on your face. Work on his prick until he comes deep in your throat.
The Marquis de Sade’s friend. The Lady Treble merely laughed. “I don’t care what you’re like! You’ll soon learn to associate the smell of women with the lusts of the flesh!” she said, smiling as she tapped her whip against her open palm. “That is… unless you’d prefer to be a PAIN SLUT instead?” “No! No, milady… ahh… ahhh… mmm…” the girl whimpered, her hips gyrating sensuously as the experienced slaves continued their work between her legs. “Ahh… ahh… oh God… oh God!” “You’d best ask permission before you cum, slave! I don’t tolerate disobedience in this household!” “Aahhh… ahhh… p-please mistress… please may I cum? Please… please… please?!!!” the girl squealed as the fire built inside her. The Lady Treble merely grinned as she watched the girl’s motions go from lustful to desperate. Oh she would serve well, this one. She would serve well…