1. Underworld: run me through


    Date: 3/29/2017, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: lady-jen, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    telling me that he’d clearly noticed the extent of my sexual arousal, the way my arousal already soaked the crotch of my panties and coated my inner thighs. For one timeless moment we stood there gazing deeply into each other’s eyes and for the first time in my life as a slave. A momentary sense of panic and doubt filled my mind, was this truly the life I wanted? But the look in his eyes instantly vanquished my doubts and any lingering inhibitions I might have had. Then for the first time he smiled but in that moment I saw a change in his eyes, the searing flames of lust were still there but they had a new and unexpectedly ominous look of cruelty. It was at that moment that the sword materialized in his hand. The sword looked impossibly sharp and incredibly deadly. I trembled as sudden waves of intense terror exploded through me as I suddenly recalled this places true purpose, this wasn’t a place of passion but one of brutal agonizing torturous death. I desperately wanted to beg for my life, to beg for his mercy and yet, the raw heart pounding feelings of lust remained and as they and the terror mixed I experienced a sudden and utterly unexpectedly powerful sensation of wonton libertine pleasure. Staring into his eyes I knew that like all the other women who’d visited this place I too was about to die an agonizingly painful death. And yet, as impossible as it seems, I wanted, no I desperately longed, to die by his hand. I smiled with sudden understands and said something ...
    I’d never expected to say, “Master, this willing slave wishes to die in agony for your amusement. Please, Run Me Through.” I screamed as he thrust that razor sharp blade through my belly. The pain was so sudden and so all consuming, like nothing I’d even imagined enduring. I could actually feel the sword’s cold steel presence within my guts as he cruelly twisted the blade inside of me, each diabolical twist of the blade sending fresh white hot explosions of pain coursing through my dying body. As I stood there impaled upon his sword I could already feel myself going into shock. I was growing weaker and colder by the second, my life draining away around the sword in my guts. Staring up into his cold cruel eyes I knew that I only had a few moments left. But it was the look in those eyes, that compellingly erotic mix of lust and utter cruelty that made me smile and say, “Thank you Master.” Then the overwhelming pain slowly began to recede as the darkness finally claimed me. My dreams had never been this intense, that terrifying nightmare of agonizing death and now an intensely erotic dream of sexual ecstasy. I dreamt I was making love. I was on my back beneath him, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist, my wrists pinned to the bed high above my head by his hands. He was like an unstoppable f***e of nature, his cock was so impossibly thick and hard, and with every powerful thrust he filled me so completely I felt the tip of his cock pressing up against my cervix. I could feel ...
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