It hurts so much! This is the worst, worse than the strap on my butt! He is a sadistic animal and my poor breasts are so sensitive.
“You fat titted cow! How do you like the feel of a little leather on your funbags, huh? Feel good, whore? Some men will allow you to stick those big titties in their faces without… consequences. I think a cock teasing bitch who is as proud of her jugs as you are needs to be taught a lesson. I like teaching this lesson.
“Have another!”
No, please, no! Stop hitting me! So sick, so…
“Aaaiigh! Ooaahh, owwgh!”
“Damn, your rack looks even more attractive with red lines whipped all over it. Makes my dick kind of thrum to look at your welted boobs bouncing all around when my whip strikes them. I ought to thank you for catching my attention by showing off those beauties in the gym, slut. Without that, your tits would not suffering in my cellar right now.”
With her ass on fire, Madison lay in bondage, twisted like a pretzel, staring up into her friend Olivia’s crotch. She could never have imagined when she was putting up posters to help find Olivi, that hours later she would be tied up and whipped so that some sick man could force her into lesbian sex.
How can this fucking be happening? It can’t be!
Then the whip sliced through the air of the cellar that had become a torture chamber for naked women. It snapped across the girl’s firm, round bottom as she squirmed in her leather cuffs.
“Aaiiggh!”
No! No! No!
“Bitches, my arms are getting tired… not!
“When I was in prison for rape, I spent hours every day lifting weights. I was fantasizing about and preparing for the day I would get out of prison to whip and rape stuck up cunts like you, only harder than I had ever done before. With my strength, I could cut the flesh of your butt into shreds… but I won’t. Ask blondie… there’s other things I like to do with a pretty girl’s ass!
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As the marks of his whip burned in lines across their tender flesh, the girls watched as the fat, ugly face of their tormentor with its crooked-toothed grin slobbered all over their naked pain. The man’s face and the huge erection made clear to the miserable captives how pleased Sanchez was to be inflicting agony on helpless girls.
The terror Madison felt at the cruel control the man had over her body floated upon a puddle of humiliation the girl felt at the obscene exposure of her pussy to the man’s crazed lust. As Sanchez beat her friend’s tits, Madison saw how her waxed-smooth mound was vulnerable to his pig eyes and how it would be just as vulnerable to the bite of the whip if Sanchez chose to direct the leather there.
“See what your suffering does to me, slut? It turns my prick into an iron bar, all the better to rape you with later! It must feel like I’ve whipped your tits for hours, but it has only been minutes.
“Cry for me, whore! Seeing those fat tears run down your arrogant fucking face is the reason I endured years in a prison hellhole. I knew every day I survived I was that much closer to grabbing a bitch like you and making her pay for all the teasing, making her pay for all the times she gave me a hard on that she would never, ever consider satisfying. And now you are that bitch!
“Feel my whip cutting into your skin, punishing your proud tits! This is revenge for wearing those tight tank tops to flaunt your firm rack in the gym. All those aerobics classes with your sacks of breast meat jiggling left and right… Now I have you in my cellar and you follow my rules!”
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Dealing with the rejects – I was a free citizen like you
“You think that your hot looks and blonde hair will have our men treating you with deference and respect, but that shows just how little you know about Troy. We treat every legal citizen with value and respect, but have no mercy for our enemies! Bind her tightly guard, I want to watch her thrash under my whip until her delicate bones snap against the restraints!”
SLAVE: “No, you’ve got to let me go! I was a free citizen like you, please don’t do this!”
“A fuck-slave should be thankful whenever a citizen is kind enough to grace your womb and throat with their superior cum. Yes, even tighter guard! Ignore her sobs, she’s just eager to start her training on the breeding rack. Once she’s got a belly full of Roman seed, she’ll realize her new place in society!”
PLINIUS- “Give these useless whores 100 lashes each, then toss them to the gladiators for a couple of days. I wanna be sure that the next time they’re up for auction, they’ll make more of an effort to get sold fast!
BLONDE- “AHHHHHHMM YOU’RE KILLING ME AHHHHMM
PLINIUS- “Did you ever see such a poor performance on the block? When that Legionnaire Captain said he’d use the blonde’s cunt as a reward in the prisons for good behavior? The worthless slave couldn’t stop screaming in misery! That’s right Decimus, give the thankless slut something real to scream about!
BLONDE- “PLEASE SIR!!! AHHHHH!!! HAVE MERCY ON ME!! AHHHHH!”
PLINIUS- “And the brunette was even worse! When that rich, spice trader wanted to buy her and use her mouth as his personal toilet, the haughty Trojan slut passed out in horror! Well just you wait, raven-haired trash, you can’t imagine what I’ve got planned for you!”
BRUNETTE THINKS- Oh Gods kill me now if I have to service that disgusting fat man again with my mouth… and feel his pudgy fingers grabbing my hair, forcing my head down to is revolting cock!
You are sexy when you scream
As the marks of his whip burned in lines across their tender flesh, the girls watched as the fat, ugly face of their tormentor with its crooked-toothed grin slobbered all over their naked pain. The man’s face and the huge erection made clear to the miserable captives how pleased Sanchez was to be inflicting agony on helpless girls.
The terror Madison felt at the cruel control the man had over her body floated upon a puddle of humiliation the girl felt at the obscene exposure of her pussy to the man’s crazed lust. As Sanchez beat her friend’s tits, Madison saw how her waxed-smooth mound was vulnerable to his pig eyes and how it would be just as vulnerable to the bite of the whip if Sanchez chose to direct the leather there.
In their thoughts both girls were reduced to a primal hope that the man would spend his time hurting her friend and leaving her alone.
Stop, you sick bastard, stop! My breasts are burning! He’s going to whip them off of my body!
“See what your suffering does to me, slut? It turns my prick into an iron bar, all the better to rape you with later! It must feel like I’ve whipped your tits for hours, but it has only been minutes.
“Cry for me, whore! Seeing those fat tears run down your arrogant fucking face is the reason I endured years in a prison hellhole. I knew every day I survived I was that much closer to grabbing a bitch like you and making her pay for all the teasing, making her pay for all the times she gave me a hard on that she would never, ever consider satisfying. And now you are that bitch!
“Feel my whip cutting into your skin, punishing your proud tits! This is revenge for wearing those tight tank tops to flaunt your firm rack in the gym. All those aerobics classes with your sacks of breast meat jiggling left and right… Now I have you in my cellar and you follow my rules!”
Jasmine began to suck and fuck as best she could
Jasmine thought she was in love and consented to visit the Sultan’s village in the middle east. When she arrived however, she found that this would be no golden fairy-tale dream but a black nightmare of rape and torture. Jasmine was to become just another prostitute rented out to anyone who could afford her. But she must be broken first. The Sultan summoned his trainers to help break her spirit. Holding her hair in a vice-like grip the Sultan yanked her face up to his hard cock. When the first man pushed his cock into her cunt, Jasmine screamed. With her mouth open the Sultan shoved his prick between her waiting lips.
“If I feel one tooth I will impale you on a stake in the village square,” whispered the Sultan, “it will take you three days to die.”
Now in fear for her very life, Jasmine began to suck and fuck as best she could. The tears coursed down her cheeks as first one man then another and another took turns spending their seed in her ass, and cunt or over her face and into her waiting mouth. She forgot about her own will and thought only of satisfying these men who held her life in the balance. After her first three hour session of rape and torture she lay panting; covered with the filth of fifty men.
“That was your introduction, my western bitch, now word will spread. From now on you will spend days on end being used for every perverted pleasure conceivable. Welcome to the middle east my white whore!”
They held out as long as they could, but soon the new slaves began to plead for an end to the beating.
“I will stop only if you promise to always do as you are told” said the old man.
“Yes! Please!! Anything… We’ll do anything you ask!”
The two slaves were released from the chains and lowered onto their hands and knees. The old man parted his robes exposing his erect cock. Weeping openly now the two girls crawled forward and took the large cock and balls into their mouths. Soon the old man began to groan as his seed pumped into one slave’s mouth. She swallowed it all; not wasting a single drop. “I’ll take them both. Give them my brand, pierce their cunts and nipples and remove their clits. They will be presents for my wife who wishes to have her own harem.”
Roman Decadence. The Senator.
The Senator got through a lot of slaves. He bought them in pairs and when he grew tired of them he sold them in pairs.
The Arab slave traders knew the Senator and his rituals well. The girls had to have different color hair. On this occasion, they had brought him a blonde and a redhead. They sent the redhead in naked and she squatted at his feet with her feet and wrists bound. The Senator grabbed her by the hair and waited for the blonde. If he liked her, he would pull the redhead onto his erect cock and let her suck him and pump him with both hands while he questioned the blonde.
The blonde came in shyly…
“Stand with your feet wide apart and hold your sex lips open!” the Senator ordered. The girl obeyed, pulling her lips apart. The Senator grunted his approval. She was wet. The Arabs had made sure of that by licking her cunt. They also rubbed her clitoris and put their fingers up her vagina to bring down more juice…
“Are you a virgin, slave?” the Senator asked.
“In my ass, Sir.” The Senator looked at the Arabs, who nodded.
The Senator pushed the redhead aside. “Take her away and flog her,” he said to his son, pointing to the redhead. The son led her to an adjacent room, where with the help of two slaves he suspended her upside down with her legs stretched apart, leaving her vagina wide open and defenseless. He flogged the girl brutally on her cunt and tits with a leather strap, and then fucked her mouth until he shot off and filled it with spunk.
In the early Second Century, the Emperor Hadrian passed laws which made it illegal to kill a slave or sell a slave as a prostitute without first going through the courts. Many people found this difficult to believe as there was no difference in their minds between slaves and other kinds of property.
In practice, the new law brought more work for magistrates, who already had the legal obligation to torture slaves because it was supposed that slaves would not testify against their Masters. They would be afraid of being flogged by them. Under torture, the law argued, slaves would tell the truth. Dura lex, sed lex. A hard law, but the law.
On this occasion the magistrates Pius Severus Varus and Gratianus Superbus were hearing the case of a rich woman named Antonia who claimed that the three girls were no use in the house and would be better in a brothel.
They could not cook or clean, she said, and since her husband’s death in Britannia they had become lazy and rebellious. The three of them had attacked her when they were cleaning her by scraping oil off her body. They had scratched her breasts, she said. She could not handle them alone and wanted to sell them to a friend who owned a brothel in Porta.
It was the kind of case that the magistrates and the clerks of court enjoyed. Antonia’s maid removed her Mistress’s robe and the men examined her breasts for signs of violence. They found only insignificant little scratches.
“They scratched the inside of my lips too,” she said. “The lips of my vagina,” she added, unnecessarily. The magistrates and the clerks all examined her cunt lips. They found no scratches, just a wet vagina. “Some of the oil got into your lips,” said the chief magistrate with a smile. Antonia smiled back. She sucked in air as the magistrate fingered her clitoris…
He then ordered the clerks of court to torture two of the three girls. The third, who he found exceptionally pretty, was ordered to strip off and stand near them.
The clerks flogged the two slaves with long leather straps, hitting them hard on the buttocks and breasts. Then they hit the soles of their feet with canes until the girls screamed for mercy.
Father, this investigation is killing me
In the cave of the nearby convent where most of the interrogations take place, a few girls have been rounded up and chained, waiting for their inquest to begin. Driven mad by the screams coming from the adjoining torture chamber, they gather their strength and chant piously, praying for their God to give them the courage to deliver them from the horrendous torments that await them.
“Father, this investigation is killing me… Too many naked harlots around here… It is nice of you to allow me this little pleasure with the bitch…
A man in my humble position doesn’t have the strength of you men of the cloth…”
“Enjoy the moment, Raul… I heard this worthless cunt has a specialty for pleasing men with her mouth… when she’s not busy offering her ass to the Lord of Flies… Make sure to take advantage of her tongue… because I’m about to tear it out… For good measure, I will shove it into her ass so deep that the Devil himself will never be able to reach it.”
