1. Underworld: The Offer


    Date: 6/20/2017, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: lady-jen, Rating: 71, Source: xHamster

    Samantha awoke to find she was helplessly hanging by iron wrists shackles, her naked body arched uncomfortably backward across a large, iron studded, wood wheel. As she struggled to remember how she’d ended up in this horrifying dungeon Samantha kept seeing brief glimpses of her past but nothing that made any sense, it was almost felt as if someone had shrouded her memories in fog intentionally concealing her own past from her. It was then that Samantha heard the familiar sound known to anyone who’s watched a horror movie, the metal on metal creaking sound of rusted hinges as an ancient unused door opens. Twisting her head to peer toward the source of the sound Samantha watched in fear as moments later a man, dressed in black leather pants and face concealing executioner’s hood emerged from the darkness. And yet, it was the woman who followed that sent an ominous sense of terror coursing through Samantha’s mind. Impossibly tall and dressed in skin-tight black leather from the neck down, her long flaming red hair done up in a tight ponytail, the woman was hauntingly beautiful and yet despite her beauty somehow she seemed utterly inhuman. Samantha felt her heartbeat quicken as the woman’s eyes glowed bright red and Samantha suddenly heard a woman’s voice in her mind, “Good evening Samantha and welcome to the darkest depths of the Underworld’s dungeons, I am Lady Jenova, the ancient goddess of death and the ruler of the Underworld. I’m here to make you a once in eternity offer, ...
    the opportunity for you to finally embrace your true nature.” Samantha stared into Lady Jenova’s glowing eyes in utter confusion, embrace my true nature? How, when about the only thing I can remember is my first name? Utterly confused, Samantha suddenly noticed a look of evil anticipation appear on Lady Jenova’s impossibly beautiful face as her glowing eyes seemed to grow even brighter. Suddenly the fog concealing her memories disappeared and Samantha wept as she watched her life flashing before her eyes. Born to wealth she’d lived a life of luxury and yet a frustrating life of unfulfilled desires. Growing up addicted to horror movies Samantha secretly fantasized about dying in an Inquisition dungeon, or on the knife of a brutal serial killer, or even being a*****ed and spending a few quality days being slowly tortured to death by some twisted evil maniac. Still, Samantha smiled as she recalled the painfully horrific way she’d actually ended up dying... She’d been on vacation in Barcelona when she’d toured that museum dedicated to the horrors of the Inquisition. For the most part the tour turned out to be a disappointment, the usual collection of badly rusted torture implements stored within nitrogen filled glass cases before large drawing showing how was used. It was the usual assortment of medieval instruments of torture, head crushers, knee splitters, vaginal pears, lead sprinklers, thumb screws and breast rippers. There was even a badly decayed rack that was missing the ...
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