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[WillieMacJ] Red Stripes Town 39
Top Hat looked on with a gloating smile as Jake viciously slung the whip, smiling contentedly as one particularly skillful - or lucky - stroke, seared both of Kate's proud-pointing nipples.
Two of Top Hat's watching trollops watched aghast as Jake's whip bit deeply into Kate's martyred mounds. Their firm young breasts, too, had suffered at the hands of both Slocums, but the fierce forehands and backhands of the Slocum brothers had, while painful, been bearable. But the nipple-ravaging whip-strokes Jake was firing were horrible, unendurable.

 

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[WillieMacJ] Red Stripes Town 40
Jake really shows his audience what he's capable of.

 

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[WillieMacJ] Red Stripes Town 41
Sheriff Slocum edged closer to the bound beleaguered beauty after every cock-stirring stroke of the lash, reveling in the harsh CRACCKKK!!! of his brother's whip, and the agonized, high-pitched "AAGHHH!!s" that accompanied each punishing lash across Kate's sumptuous lust-mounds.
He delighted, too, in the tantalizing oscillation of the prisoner's tender treasures and the way the perfectly pointed tips of her breasts yielded, momentarily, to the power of the lash, only to spring back deliciously, as if they were priming the pump for the stroke that was to follow.
The rangy lawman had relished the searing strokes across Kate's shapely back and temptingly rounded buttocks, but the lashes across her naked, quivering breasts beggared all description. Every lash-stroke sent a pleasurable jolt through his throbbing genitals, and he had little doubt but that his brother's sadistic lust far exceeded his own.
Duke Remington was every bit as salaciously aroused as the sheriff, and, with the cleverness of an expert card-player, suddenly had an idea that raised his masculine ardor to an ever higher pitch. Surely Top Hat, who seemed to be enjoying the depraved proceedings almost as much as the Slocums, was in possession of a hat pin. The gambler's dark eyes narrowed for a moment as he imagined the sight of such a pin piercing Kate's succulent, whip-wealed breast-flesh. It was a bit like drawing to an inside straight to imagine it happening, but he'd drawn to longer shots than that in his time.

 

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[WillieMacJ] Red Stripes Town 42
Encouraged by the shouts of approbation from the mostly male crowd, Jake Slocum wields his whip with tireless energy, lashing Kate's gorgeous breasts from every angle he can think of.
CRACKK!! CRACKK!! CRACKKK!!!!
The blows rain down unabated on Kate's tender young tit-flesh, each stroke leaving its crimson signature on the prisoner's shamelessly exposed breasts. Jake took his time, targeting each ripe young pleasure mound with a pair of vicious lash-strokes, before turning his stern attention once again to its shapely twin.
"Jumpin' Jehoshophat!" Cactus Dan exulted after a particularly vicious pair of whip-strokes found the upper contours of Kate Mortimer's magnificent man-pleasers. You ever seen anything like it, Duke?"
Duke Remington, while less demonstrative, was every bit as aroused as his pal by Jake's furious onslaught on Kate''s delectable lust-globes. Forehands, backhands, down-slashers and uppercuts -- each stroke ripped into Kate's tawny tit-flesh.
But it was the furious lashes to Kate's firm, bold-thrusting nipples that excited the two men - and indeed almost all of the lustful males of Red Stripes - the most. And their boisterous response to Jake's nipple-splitters was not lost on Jake, who proceeded to redouble his diabolical assault on Kate's tantalizing pleasure-buds.
Nor did the crowd's bloodthirsty reaction to Jake's savagery escape the attention of Jake's brother, the sheriff of Red Stripes, who, after every pair of strokes, cupped the most recently targeted breast and applied almost unbearable pressure to its abraded nipple.

 

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[WillieMacJ] Red Stripes Town 43
-- Upon which note, Sheriff Slocum calls a halt to the proceedings and tells the girls from the Red House to tend to Kate's wounds. --

 

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[LmAnt] - Arrangements 07

[LmAnt] - Arrangements 06​

I took a seat in the next available chair and soaked up the atmosphere of this unique room while I waited.
Lucius' inner sanctum was a reflection of his diverse interests and areas of expertise.
It was also an image of his brain, filled with information and knowledge.
Books, journals, specialised literature, manuscripts, monographs, and manuscripts of all kinds dominated the room.
And I knew that there was an even more extensive library somewhere in the house, but as far as I knew, no one other than Lucius himself was allowed to enter it.
The room was also crammed (although Lucius would hardly forgive me for using this expression) with all kinds of objects that he wanted to examine thoroughly for a variety of reasons.
Ancient artefacts lined up next to ultra-modern IT equipment, as well as technical toys of all kinds.
On the table in front of me was the helmet of an antiquated diving suit and on the armchair next to me “sat” the bust of some Greek or Roman poet and thinker...
At the other end of the room, Lucius' lab equipment gleamed in the sparse lighting.
In this room, you found yourself in a new world all of your own. Filled with all kinds of enchanting wonders and curiosities.
It would take hours to inspect all these things,
and probably months to catalogue them properly.
But Lucius didn't need a catalogue.
“Everything here is linked to my memory!” he used to say when asked about it.
And he really did know how to recall every detail of all the hundreds and thousands of little things at any time.
Even if he sometimes gave the impression: He was the opposite of absent-minded.
He returned after about 15 minutes.
It always took him that long to prepare his very special tea.
Some sinfully expensive English-Indian variety whose name I couldn't remember.
He knew I preferred coffee, but insisted on this tea.
With enough sugar or honey, I could drink it, and I saw both on the tray when he leant down to me.
“You're not wearing any underwear again, Miss Hanna,” he began the conversation in his unmistakably direct way.
And I responded with an embarrassed smile that he knew was fake.
“You should know that I'm always at your disposal, even without such teasing frivolities, should you feel like some extravagant physical activity,” he continued, placing the tray precisely on a brightly coloured illuminated cube on the table.
This kind of teasing had already developed at the very beginning of our acquaintance.
We both knew that we were very receptive to each other's charms.
Just as we both knew that we would probably never act on it.
It was a game.
An uninhibited, carefree dalliance that would never end in unpleasant consequences.
“But I can see from your face that this is not the reason for your visit,” Lucius finally concluded, pulling the armchair with the bust of the poet towards him, moving the old Greek (or Roman) onto the floor next to him and taking a seat opposite me.
“Tell me, please,” he finally asked me.
And so I did.

 

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[LmAnt] - Arrangements 08
And so I told Lucius the whole story in every dirty detail.
Starting with my involvement with the OITC, my infiltration mission, my encounters with the “interviewer”, the fury Nicka, and the one in the damn corridor, and of course the one with the “Pezak”, up to my last contact, Sean.
I told him what I'd been told about Ayerton Frost's alleged plans, explained what I thought I knew about the Pezak organisation. And finally listed all the groups and people I knew who could be involved in the affair.
Starting with the President, the obviously thoroughly corrupt OITC, their alleged adversaries, the Pezaks, the traitor Agent C2, my partner Agent D, the Bureau of National Integrity (BoNI), Ayerton Frost, and not to forget: the nameless killer who had allegedly been sent after me.
I left nothing out, and I knew that Lucius would absorb every detail and immediately put it in relation to all the other information he had already memorised.
There was no better listener than him.
He asked no questions, commented on nothing and showed no emotion other than undivided attention.
When I had finished my report, he waited a few moments, probably sorting out the last details.
Then he stood up with a jerk:
“That's...very interesting, Miss Hanna! Extremely interesting, I must say!”
I just stared up at him questioningly.
“This cretin, this Ayerton Frost, obviously has a very strong and, above all, a very personal interest in you,” he explained, but that didn't help me at the moment, which didn't escape his notice.
“Well,” he explained, “I was approached a few months ago with the task of compiling a comprehensive dossier on you!”

[LmAnt] - Arrangements 09
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[Novaksus] Jenna Chapter 1 - 032-035

[Novaksus] Jenna Chapter 1 - 027-031​

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"Turn around, bend over, and present your jiggly ass cheeks, slut!" He commanded her with such cruelty. Whimpering and mewling weakly, Jenna Whore did as she was told. She awkwardly spun around and leaned forward. Her full ass was on full display. Her owner grabbed each side of her rump cheeks and began smacking them together, clapping her ass, showing the camera everything. Humiliating her to new lows, John laughed loudly to the incredible symphony of ass cheeks slapping together.
"Fuck you got a huge ass, bitch! A shame your tits and ass won't remain this large for too long." He bullied her relentlessly, but what he said actually had the inverse effect on the naked girl.
'It's not permanent? Will I return to normal?' She thought to herself.
It was true, what he had shot into her was mostly just to make her a better fuck then and there, but it would also bloat her ass and tits for a few weeks. The duration varied a lot from girl to girl. But if John was lucky, her assets would remain this big for the girl to be sold off. Not that her new owner wouldn't know, it had to be disclosed when trading girls.
He was kneading her fat ass like he was working a dough. He took such delight in squeezing her tender ass meat ruthlessly.
"An hour left, kid!" A voice called out from the other side.
"Right right, gotcha!" John responded before turning his attention back to the poor girl.

033
"That's enough of your fat ass, Whore. Now. For the last bit..."
He smacked her ass once before he straightened her up and turned her around.
He quickly removed her four cuffs and tossed them aside. Apparently, there was no need for them anymore.
Plunging the guiding hook back into her cunt, he pulled her pussy forward a bit. Looking her up and down, he noticed the unbroken expression on her face. He found it strange that she looked so aware and lifelike. Weren't slaves supposed to be soulless? Well, Jenna Whore hadn't been trained by a professional yet, so maybe that's why the slave looked so full of life. It was a little intimidating. Too much presence. He didn't like it. He found it more relaxing when the slaves were completely beaten and broken. A meek and barely registrable presence. He couldn't wait to see the training videos and follow the progress on this one.
"Whore..." He got her attention. Jenna jutted her cunt forward a little more and focused on him, ready for whatever her next order was.
"Answer truthfully. How old are you? When is your birthday?"
A moment of shock later, Jenna Whore composed herself and began answering.
"I am 28 years old, Master. And my birthday is July 22nd." She gave a clear answer.
"How old were you when you lost your virginity?"
"15 years old, Master."
"What are some things you dislike?"
"Eh... Mh... Bl... Blood and pretentious guys, Master." She stumbled a little in her answer.
Her Master smacked her tits.
"Bad Whore. Never think less of any man ever, ever!" He said in a sharp voice.
"Yes Master. Forgive me Master" She apologized insincerely, but hid it well enough for him to not notice.
"Favorite things?"
"Oh! Dressing up, volleyball, the beach, pink things, a..."
"Shut the fuck up, Whore. That's enough of your favorites. Now, what about yourself are you most proud of?"
"M... My degree in finance, and my body?" She answered, but she lowered her head a little, nervous that he would hurt her for being proud of herself.
"Yes yes. You got a fuckable body. The degree is a joke. But, your body, you should feel good about having made a body that's this good to fuck and abuse." He said, pouring acid into her sources of pride.
Whimpering a little, Jenna Whore squirmed as she felt his words echo in her mind.
"How many men have fucked you? And have any of them been consensual?"
"Eh... Not sure, Master. Maybe l...like 30? And... Y... Yes, you're the only man that's rap..." she was cut off.
"Those numbers are weak. You'll get into triple digits in no time." His words weren't really inspiring.

034
He turned the girl around, yanked the bulb out of her pussy, and proceeded to embrace her. Holding her like he owned her, John groped Whore's tits, cooing happily as he enjoyed the warmth.
"Are you excited, Whore? Soon, you'll be sold. I'm hoping to get enough for a car. But, that's maybe dreaming a little too much. If not a car, then at least a good part of one. I want a self driving one with added room in front, so that a slave can suck my cock while I let the car drive me wherever I want. Wouldn't that be nice, Whore? Wouldn't it be nice if this slutty body of yours that you are so proud of could earn me a car?"
Jenna couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had been reduced to an object, and the man that owned her was now excited to sell her for cash to get a car. Was that all she was worth?
"I know you're excited. Your heart is beating faster and faster. I can feel you shiver and shake in excitement. What a depraved fucking bitch you are." He spat hurtful words at her while grinning.
"You know... Might be that your new owner just wants to use you as breeding stock. Maybe he will have no interest in training you. He'll just fuck a few kids into you, then sell you to a butcher or worse." He took great pleasure in fucking with her. The girl's whimpers and terrified body language was amazing, and also something he needed to get more footage of, so he continued.
"Wouldn't that be amazing? That this womb of yours..." He smacked a hand against the skin that covered her reproductive organs.
"This womb... Would be filled with sperm of strong and great men. And then you will be bred, inseminated, and eventually, birthing healthy children. Boys that will inherit the world, girls that will become slaves. You would be the mother of many healthy offspring. I've seen clips of breeding slaves. They are usually just strung up, some have their limbs cut off, and are forced to just remain in shackles, fucking and birthing, over and over."
He was drawing firm circles on her body, tracing out a rough shape of her womb with his fingers.
"Ah.. M... N.. No... Master... Master... Master!" Jenna Whore cried out as she came loudly. Convulsing while crying out as a mind breaking orgasm crashed through her. Breaking her spirit. Tearing up, she was at her wit's end.
She had been pushed to the limit. The world went dark, and she passed out as she came. Dripping in nectar while the man held her limp body, laughing his ass off.

035
Dragging the unconscious girl across the floor, John was very pleased with himself. If not for the fact that he didn't want to stain the passed out girl more, he'd let the crew around this studio take turns on her.
But, he had gotten amazing footage of her vulnerability, her lewd body, her reactions, her every inch, and her pleasing cries.
And so, Jenna's time with John was coming to an end.
The next few days were rather nice for Jenna. She spent most of her time in a cage, and got some walks outside to either go to the bathroom, get some air, stretch her legs, or eat. She overheard enough chatter to know that she wasn't staying in her cage for that long. Her owner had gotten a lot of bids on her. Although this was a horrible and degrading thing that made her cry herself to sleep at nights... Come day 3 and she actually felt a fucked up glow of pride deep inside. Anything to pick herself up.
Late on the third day, her owner came over to her, grabbed her, and pushed her into a car.
An hour inside the dark car, not allowed to look out, she felt the engine stop. They had arrived. Her new owner awaited...

 

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[Novaksus] Jenna Chapter 1 - 036-039

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Being walked into a large hall in the middle of the night, Jenna was surprised by the sheer wealth that this place radiated. Seeing a sign, this seemed to be an official slave trading hub. State-sponsored. She felt sick to her stomach. Her tax money went to such a horrible establishment.
"Bahdo the Breaker!" Jenna's owner exclaimed in excitement.
"Greetings Johnathan. How is your uncle?" A large and imposing figure responded with a very sophisticated tinge to his voice. A huge dark-skinned man in a tight suit stood there, waiting for them to approach.
The naked girl was so nervous. She felt so exposed, having been nude for almost 4 days, she felt it dig into her. Feeling so vulnerable and small.
John led her to the man, placing her right in front of him as he himself took a step away, letting the man named Bahdo get a closer look at her.
"So here it is. Good slave material. Very obedient and loyal already." John bragged. He couldn't believe he was meeting with such a big figure in the slaving world. This man was just a few notches below the elusive Mr. C. The biggest legend in slave catching there had ever been. He was a trailblazer like none other. And here, a legend of almost such a caliber. John was doing his best to not burst out into a rambling fanboying rant.
"I do not wish to burst such an elated bubble, but may I interject?" Bahdo politely cut through John's glowing demeanor and got a quick series of nods from the young man.
Bahdo turned to Jenna.
"Are you a human?" He asked her. She wasn't sure what to do, but, the one thing she did not want to do was to lie.
"Y...Yes Sir..." She muttered, wincing, expecting pain or something. She was unsure how to present herself, so she just wriggled where she stood.
Bahdo looked over at John and shook his head. John sighed and glared angrily at Jenna. The girl shrunk before the two, but didn't dare to change her posture.
"That is why I exist. This one is clever. It is educated. It believes too highly of itself. It can lie to you to spare itself pain. There's only cunning and guile in its eyes, not love, obedience, and purpose."

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"Do not punish it for speaking the truth." Dahbo commented when he saw John lift his hand to give the girl a spank.
The young man lowered his hand again and shrugged. Figuring that the tall man knew better. He actually knew that.
"Sorry Sir." He mumbled, feeling a little humbled in front of the girl.
Jenna did her best to hide the satisfaction she felt when her owner was put in his place.
Bahdo noticed her attempts to hide the smirk and brought a hand to her mouth.
He wasn't hurting her.
"Open." He just said. Jenna obeyed and opened her mouth for the man. He began inspecting her teeth, taking his time.
"Dentals are important. This one's teeth are a little bit yellow, but that's just a nice natural look. Might whiten them..." He muttered before being content with what he saw and moving away from the girl.
He then began asking Jenna questions, and she answered right away.
"Can you sing?"
"No, Sir."
"Can you dance?"
"Yes, sir."
"What kind?"
"I was a cheerleader and did yoga and random dance styles growing up, nothing too specific."
Bahdo's eyes narrowed and Jenna quickly added "Sir!"

038
John had lost a little of his glow. He felt ignored, but that's just how the trade was going. He was young, inexperienced, and impatient. But he did his best to hide these things.
"Hmmm.. " Bahdo noticed the impatient eyes on the young man and gave the girl one more command.
"Close your eyes, masturbate, and focus on a pleasant memory from your childhood."
And when he saw the naked one do as she was told, he turned his attention back to John. He was very happy with the slave, but not that happy with the owner.
"Listen, how..." Bahdo stopped before continuing, noticing the adoring eyes of John. He then instead asked a question.
"How many slaves have you sold?"
"This is my first one, Mr. Bahdo. I... Is it obvious?"
John smiled sheepishly at the large man. He couldn't maintain any facade as he wanted his praise more than respect.
Bahdo's expression softened up.
"Color me impressed, young Sir. You have quite the penchant for slave trade if this is your first time." Bahdo smiled while singing the boy's praises.
John couldn't stop himself from smiling from ear to ear. A goofy grin on his face as he glowed from the warm words.
"I like your uncle and your dad, but you will go further if you are willing to take criticism and learn. In fact. My agency has been looking to expand to the western reaches. How do you feel about tailing one of my more talented hunters? You can learn from the best."
"Yes! Yes Sir! I would... LOVE TO!" John answered in a happy shout.
"Well. We should wrap this up, young man. Details for working can be finalized later. Let us address the primary reason for our meeting." Bahdo thought for a moment while he stared at Jenna.
"Do not expect to get an offer like this in the next 5 or so years. I will give you 170 000 credits for this slave."
John's eyes widened. He had hoped for 30-40k. This was absolutely insane.
"Y... Yes Sir." He hurried and shook hands on it.
"The deal is done. Slave Jenna Whore, former name Jenna Hall, is now my property." Bahdo said in a bassy voice. Hearing the man's powerful and bassy voice reverberate throughout her being, Jenna cried out as she orgasmed. She had just been sold. Like property. Sold to another man like livestock.

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Bahdo said goodbye to John, promising to tell him why Jenna was worth such a high initial sum at a later date.
Not wanting Jenna to let this sink in for too long, he grabbed her, and dragged her with him, slowly lifting her up, making her unable to keep balance, and instead, wobble and tumble with the man. Whimpering and sobbing as she awkwardly tippy-tapped along.
It was important to never let the slave get too used to their surroundings. Keeping them away from safe familiarity was good for their initial training.

 

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[Novaksus] Jenna Chapter 1 - 040-043

040
Bahdo was carrying his newly acquired slave. One hand firmly locked around Jenna's wrist, the other cupped her crotch, with a thumb delving inside of her vagina. Moaning weak protests, Jenna wasn't sure where she was being taken. The man opted for walking. It felt nice to spend a few hours traveling like this. It also gave him time to make Jenna used to having her cunt touched by the man..
"You may moan, slave." Was the only thing he said to her during the many hours that they traveled.

041
Finally, the two arrived at a large compound. Carrying Jenna into a small building with one room that had windows lined up at all the walls, it was like a locale for parties and events.
Inside, there was another slave waiting patiently.
"Welcome back, Master." The strange girl said to Bahdo. Jenna was put off by the naked slave's lack of arms. Only two stumps with black plastic covers were wiggling around where her arms should be.
"Thank you, slave. I made you wait for a few hours extra. Do you need to go potty?" Bahdo asked with a casual, but caring, voice. The slave shook her head, smiling proudly.
"I'm good, Master."
Bahdo gave her a gentle headpat. He moved Jenna so that she would stand face to face with the armless slavegirl.
"Jenna Whore. This is another slave I own. Its training is more or less complete. I will auction it after having it perform at the upcoming Grand Auction." Bahdo stroked the armless slave's head before grabbing a hold of her by the base of her hair.
"This one goes by its former name, I shall allow its next owner to name it however he would see fit. Its name is Nia Aifen. Turned 21 just a few days ago."
Jenna felt so uncomfortable where she stood. She gave Nia a small smile and a nod.

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"Nia has been a good slave during its recent training sessions. And, being good deserves a little reward. Whore, I want you to stroke its ass cheeks, smack it around a little. It likes when its butt gets a little bit of attention and spanking."
Jenna was nudged forward. She awkwardly stepped closer to Nia, who turned around and presented her butt eagerly. With an uncomfortable grimace, Jenna brought her hands to the slave's rump and groped her gently. The slave wiggled her butt, wanting more. With a hesitant look over at Bahdo, the man nodded, wanting Jenna to reward the strange slave properly.
Digging her hands into the fatty ass of Nia, she kneaded and massaged the slave's butt before delivering two smacks, one to each cheek.
"Very good, Whore. Very good." Bahdo was pleased with Jenna.
"Nia. You are to go to the current training assistant who's up, and tell them to feed you, and prepare you for sleeping. You will be allowed 3 more hours of sleep, so today's extended waiting session won't impede your sessions tomorrow."

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"Yes Master." The slave said and gave the man a deep bow, before turning around and strutting off. Ass cheeks clapping happily as the slave's gait put a lot of emphasis on her backside.
Jenna watches Nia leave, disgust lingering on her face as she couldn't stand the slave's attitude and demeanor. Prancing around for men.
Once Nia had left the two, Bahdo turned his attention to Jenna, pondering a little as he observed her. Jenna seemed to take this much better than any other slaves he had gotten before.
He knew the girl was hurting, and that she was covering it up, but he was in no rush to really break down her facade. With the hard work he had put into making Nia a perfect object to fuck and smack around, he could relax and take his time with Jenna. He needed to find out what to do with her anyways. He could take it easy for the rest of the night. Letting the harder work come tomorrow.

[Novaksus] Jenna Chapter 1 - 044-048
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[Sadukas] The infamous imperial mines 2

[Sadukas] The infamous imperial mines​

Barely arrived, Eulalia is brutally taken in charge by one of the keepers. He undresses her and ties her to a wheel, naked and legs apart.

	After the flogging, young blonde Eulalia is left ont he wheel in a very uncomfortable position, tied with her legs in the air and spread wide.

 

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[Sadukas] The infamous imperial mines 3

How could a beautiful young woman like Eulalia find herself condemned to the mines? It is her unwavering Christian faith that is to blame. Her noble status could not save her and, indeed, likely explains the severity of her punishment. Thus, she went from the lush gardens of her home to the stifling heat of Las Médulas. It should also be remembered that the emperor in power at the time was the strict and powerful Diocletian, who reigned from 284 to 305 AD and, in 303, launched the Great Persecution against Christians. As a result, pretty blondes are kept naked in cages and forced by their tormentors to suck them.

 

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nice works collection

 

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[berseh] Zack is Back 52

[berseh] Zack is Back 51​

We were forced to kneel while they had lunch.
Side by side, exposed in the most humiliating way.
Sam had ordered us our face on the floor, to lift our intimate parts up.
He had even insisted we spread our buttocks with our hands.
I didn't. Just kept my hands on them.
Like if he hadn't degraded us enough.
I could feel Rosa's burning body. Her difficult breathing.
I could hear our rapists munch the pizza.
Drink beer.
I was starving, having had nothing -and so little-since the day before.
Vaguely listened to their vulgarities and gross exchanges.
"Ya not gonna shoot'em"
That was Zack.
My heart squeezed, I contracted, and I started twirling to look behind me.
"Naw.. Naw Zack, buddy. Imagine they ask for proof of life? Like a photo with the paper or what shit ya know?"
Then, to me.
"Your face on the floor, cunt!".
I just had enough to glimpse that he had been pointing his gun at my butt.
I nearly peed myself.
"Rosa. Rosa," I whispered.
No reaction.
Behind me they were laughing. Talking and bragging so loud I tried my luck.
"Officer? Officer? we have to get out of here. This man will kill us. Oh please don't let me down. don't leave me alone."
Like I had been talking to a stool.
I began to sob.
Just then, she shivered.

 

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[berseh] Zack is Back 53

We were finally allowed to abandon our degrading pose to eat what was left.
I was unable to look at them as they tied us to each other by the neck and the ankles..
A box of pizza was thrown on the floor.
" Eat, cows" ordered Zack. "Ya stay on the floor."
"And you shut your mouth cunts" added the other creep:"They gotta be open just for eating and sucking, haha!"
They laughed and walked to the door.
Rosa hurriedly grabbed slices and gobbled down the food, making plenty of noise.
Never looking in my direction.
"Rosa? Rosa" I whispered. "Rosa?" She ignored me.
Again.
She'd just groan and produce heavy breathing, swallowing huge portions of the cold, spongy pizzas.
Behind us, just by the doorstep the two maniacs were relieving their bladder.
Gross and vulgar in everything, I thought.
While I picked the bits of ham and cheese off my slice I tried to listen to what they were saying.
Talking about the ransom.
Peeing loudly.
Money. Safety. How to make the demand.
How smart they were.
Sam telling Zack how he was impressed and what a great public enemy he was with all the police after him and how he, Sam was his good friend and proud to be part of his team.
Lots of awkward flattery that Zack clearly enjoyed.
It figured, I thought.
Sam, this despicable pervert was the real threat.
Terror made me cry.
There had to be a way.
Terror. My life.
Terror! No!
No.

 

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[berseh] Zack is Back 54

"Just had Captain Carson, agent Hamilton. They're combing the South-East of Green Duck Forest."
"To what result?"
"Nothing. Zero. Nada."
"Not surprised, agent Denever. Those police guys are hopeless."
"Looks like. So what you're up to? The Bureau is really after us for swift results, you know. This is global news."
"I'm aware of it, Eve. I've put agents WayHashTee and Phaing on BTS."
"BTS?"
"Big Tits Sandy. A pole dancer Zachary Snowflake used to pay for sex before jail. She seems to have been his only confident. Figured he might get in touch."
"Could be a lead, Hamilton, but we know he's a sex abuser: Officer Rosa Perez and most of all, the actress... What about the guys he worked with for hits?"
"We've already eliminated two of them: They're doing time. Still checking on three others, but we want to keep low profile in case he calls them."

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[berseh] Zack is Back 55
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[Major651] Breeder (01)

I have a small breeder farm. Demand is there. Some women cant have children of their own. Others see this as convenient alternative. The farm is not big. I only own 12 breeders and my service is not cheap. I take pride in offering a good service with the perfect match. That means the breeder should have the closets possible resemblance to the woman, which she will substitute.

 

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[Major651] Breeder (02)

 

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