1. Little bad stories (part1)


    Date: 6/25/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: lady-jen, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    her. Setting the framework just right so she could not move even if she wanted to. Her head permanently held just a this hieght and her jaw held open. Finally the wooden cladding would go around the frame. When he finished there would be hardly any outward sign that the large room pillar contained a human being. Just a hole at around crotch height which supplied the sweetest sensations if you were to insert your cock. A sign on the outside of the pillar explaining it’s purpose ensured that any visitor to the room would almost certainly try it out. As the final plank was fitted and he looked into her eyes for the last time he didn’t see sadness or fear or horror. He saw Joy. She had achieved her ultimate goal. To serve without question, without need for thanks or even acknowledgement. To simply be of use was enough and as the final nail was hammered in. Her last words to him. &#034Thank you sir!&#034 I try to get up, but I’m unable to move. He stands above me, panting, the sweat running down his chest. The remaining drip of cum still clinging to the end of his still stiff cock. &#034Well, my lovely doll, you certainly are a keeper.&#034, he remarks, leaning over me. I try to move again, but I can’t, I feel panic starting to eat at me. He reaches for my face, still, I can’t even turn away, the panic builds, I feel the panic squeezing my chest. He reaches over, and removes my eyes. I feel no pain, no wetness of hot bl**d. Just a dizzy sensation as both my eyes seem to look in ...
    different directions at once. My vision becomes steady. &#034So beautiful.&#034, he whispers. I know that if I could move, the doll I see would be moving, I try to scream, but feel nothing but constricting stillness. They were the ‘Party favours’, arriving last and in class, they were not allowed clothes and the driver was ordered to keep them drinking and isolated until it was time. But finally the door opened and the two girls stepped out and into the private party, looking around at all of the guests. A room full of wealthy businessmen and entrepreneurs awaited them, and as they looked around, a little excited and a little afraid, the car slowly rolled out the garage door and it closed, leaving the two vixens alone in a room with more than a hundred people… all watching them… all waiting… and all smiling. It was going to be a long night. For Jessica it was all anonymous, she had no idea who was on the other side of the webcam, no idea who was watching or where they were, and no one knew where she was. So the tiny teen felt she was safe showing off her beautiful chest and tight body, no one would ever know, and no one would ever dare to harm her. But she was wrong on all three counts. Someone knew just where to find her, tracking her IP address was only too simple… Someone knew just who she was and what she liked doing, and most importantly they were more than willing to harm her. She was doing her regular cam-dance for a stranger when the Man slipped into her house and when ...
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