1. The White Box


    Date: 3/28/2016, Categories: Fiction, Cock & ball torture, Cruelty, Slavery, Torture, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 85.2, Source: sexstories.com

    nearest civilization by the time I stopped. Rolf was the first one I tied to an overhanging branch. Dana followed a few minutes later. Once she was secured I returned to the SUV for a bag of supplies I’d purchased yesterday at the market--cold cuts, some rolls, and water. I leaned against the tree trunk and made myself several sandwiches that I washed down with a bottle of cool water. Once I was refreshed I had to take a leak. Standing in front of my wife I unzipped and relieved myself over her body. When I was done I returned to the car for the vise grips. I had no trouble attaching them to her badly swollen body parts, but this time the jaws weren’t more than a sixteenth of an inch apart. She screamed into her gag—on and on for more than twenty minutes. It was music to my ears. Rolf was almost unconscious when I moved to him so I poured some of the remaining water and rubbed it over his face. His expression was one of hate, but that was okay; nobody could hate someone more than I did him. Once he was aware I smiled sweetly then twisted the C-clamp all the way down until the wooden plates stopped, meshing together with the tacks now holding the wooden pieces together. I could hear his balls as they exploded into pulp. Blood and tissue leaked out the sides and bottom as I removed the clamp. He had cauterized my wound, but that was a courtesy I had no intention of giving him. I didn’t care if he bled to death, but I doubted that would be the cause of his demise. Returning to ...
    the SUV I retrieved two quart-sized bottles. I poured the viscous liquid slowly over Dana’s head. It took almost ten minutes for the honey to completely drench her hair. Then I poured another bottle over Rolf’s head. Try as they might they’d never get all the honey out of their hair or the telltale odor from their bodies. I removed the grips from Dana and pried the wood from Rolf using the needle nose on a vise grip before carefully placing them and the spent bottles of honey into a plastic trash bag. I placed it into the rear of the SUV. The ropes were removed and they fell exhausted to the ground. I hadn’t fed or even given them water in more than two days. “Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m leaving you here. If you can reach civilization in one piece you’ll be free to go your own way. I’m going to drive the SUV away and about forty miles down the road I’ll run it over a big rock we passed to destroy the oil sump. All of your suitcases are in the back seat, Dana along with a bank check for five million dollars—settlement in our upcoming divorce. Of course, you would normally be entitled to much more, but there’s plenty of evidence that you tortured me to sell my business. Then, of course, is the issue of your adultery. I have a private detective looking into your activities over the past year. His preliminary report is pretty graphic. You weren’t very careful or discreet. One should always plan for the worst, just as I’ve done with you. “When the police find your vehicle ...
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