“Noooo! Please, I did everything you wanted!” Amelyth cried as the Romans began lifting the cross. The cum of a dozen Romans was flowing out her red, stretched out pussy and her hair was crusty from the dried semen of a hundred Romans. She was to be the totem of the Raptio festival, and her freshly violated body would hang in the center of the arena until every man in the city had drained his balls into or onto one of the dozens of available slave girls.
“Please, let me suck your beautiful Roman cock! PLEASE! HELP ME!” Norona sobbed as the brutal Roman in front of her ran the vicious cane across her soft, heaving breasts. “Please don’t hit me with that!”
“The whores of Germania, gentlemen. As you can see they’re all inferior specimens of womanhood.” The Princeps said.
Hours earlier these unfortunate women had been the taken by an entire Roman Century, 100 men still covered in blood from slaughtering their husbands in battle. There was something about shedding blood that made the Roman’s libido rage out of control, and they took these women viciously. Making sure they had no pleasure in it, even going so far as to wipe their cum out of the holes so that they wouldn’t be lubricated. And the rough hemp cloth they used only made their bruised, swollen labia even more raw and sensitive.
Now they were out here, a warning to the other tribes of Germania. Well at least until the next patrol came by, who undoubtedly take them down to empty their own balls into the broken women…
Archive for September 15, 2016
“Urrghhhh!” Betty spat, drool pouring from her mouth as the thick, smelly cock of the mechanic finally left her aching throat. “Please, I changed my mind! Forget the repairs, I’m leaving! I’m leaving right now! You fucking asshole, you almost choked me to death.”
Betty tried to stand, but the mechanic’s iron grip on her shoulders kept her down on her knees.
“Oh no, I’ve already done the repairs, and they were expensive. You promised me a world class blow job in exchange and that’s what I’m gonna get. If you haven’t learned how to deepthroat yet, that’s your problem.”
“NO! I’m leaving! LET ME GOOOO!” Betty began shrieking as the mechanic began dragging her into his garage. “Please! PLEASE! You’re scaring me!”
“Good. They say fear is a natural aphrodisiac…” The mechanic laughed.
“PLLSSSHHHH STTTHHHPPPPP!” Ashley cried behind the gag, her entire body shuddering with each brutal penetration. The fucking was bad enough, but the bastard ha also forced her to straddle some piece of equipment he had in the garage, and every thrust slammed her pelvis into it, scraping her delicate clit across the harsh metal.
“Fuck yeah… I wish more whores like you would break down around here. Normally I’d just throw you in the trunk of your car and take it to the wrecking yard, but fuck, your pussy is so nice that I think I’ll keep you.”
“Nnngghhhhh!” Ashley sobbed, her future life as a permanent fuck doll flashing horribly before her eyes.