1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 3


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Body modification, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Cum Swallowing, Enema, Extreme, Hardcore, Horror, Incest, Male Domination, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    I looked down at Mother as she sucked me off. Her hot mouth on my penis felt amazing, even as I wanted to scream in agony from the whip marks on my back and butt. Mother had cleaned them with rubbing alcohol again, and they sent pulses of pain through my body just as pulses of pleasure flew through me from the wet warmth around my penis. Then the pleasure stopped, but the pain increased as Mother grabbed my balls and squeezed hard. Do you want to climax, little shit? Do you want to shoot your filth everywhere? Yes, Mother! Beg me for it. Please, Mother! Please let me cum! Please! I screamed when she squeezed harder and twisted, and, without warning, I emptied those same balls violently, shooting hot, sticky cum onto my stomach. I pulled against the ropes tying me to the bed as Mother roughly manipulated my softening penis. No, Mother! Please stop! I thrashed harder, but her hands were relentless, and I felt myself grow hard again. You're a sick little fuck! Sick pervert! Her hands never stopped, and within a few minutes, another climax was building. Again, she squeezed and twisted my balls, wrenching another scream and another orgasm from me. Beg me to stop, little fuck! Please, Mother! Please stop! Please! I was sobbing, but she didn't stop until I had a third climax, and then she left me, still tied to the bed and covered in my filth. She returned after a while and stared down at me, all the hate within her blazing in her eyes. Then she grinned as she held up the exposed ...
    wires, and... "No!" He bolted upright, drenched in sweat, and his hands unconsciously dropped to cover his exposed cock and balls as a shudder ran through him. He took a long, deep breath and held it, trying to expel the memory of that pain. Usually, pain caused him to cum, whether it was his own or someone else's, but that last day, it had only caused him to convulse and pass out. "Please, My Lord, please make it stop!" Kaneez's voice came from the television set, and he grimaced. Her words were too similar to his own from the dream. He switched off the sound with the remote and went to the bathroom to clean himself up. He left the room naked and descended to the basement. A glance at the monitor told him he'd been asleep for almost an hour. He'd watch later to see how many orgasms Kaneez had had in that time, but for now, he just entered the room. Kaneez was moaning softly as her body shuddered through another climax, and he stepped up behind her. He waited until she was still, and then he ripped the tape from the dildo in her ass and pulled it out along with the speculum. He heard her sob in relief as he walked to the sink and dropped the filthy objects in. Then he went back to her and removed the wand, placing it in the sink as well. "Thank you, My Lord," she whimpered, and he slammed his hand down on her ass, leaving a perfect red imprint over the welts. She screamed loudly, but his cock barely twitched. His memories and the dream were too fresh in his mind for him to find ...
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