1. The Black Vultures (Part 1)


    Date: 7/22/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: DeepQuandryDark, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    large goblet of wine from the stone jug & tear open one of the roasted chickens served in a metal dish on the table. As I chew on the hot roasted chicken & gulp on some wine I turn to Gerrant & in a sarcastic tone say “well what are we waiting for Gerrant? Unwrap Yaegar’s gifts”. Gerrant lifts the heavy stone mug to his face, he rapidly gulps down the remainder of the dark ale, some of it spilling down the sides of his shaggy black beard, once drained he slams the mug on the table & steps up from the bench. Letting out a loud belch he struts across to Yaegar. With one hand he grabs one of the bound spies by the scruff of the neck, steps over to the middle of the room, fetches down a large hook on a chain secured to the cross beam with his free hand & attaches it to the thick leather collar securing the hessian sack to the spies head. He notches up the chain link, ensuring the captured spy is stood on their toes but not enough to choke. Gerrant pulls a razor sharp knife from the sheath at the back of his black leather belt & with a deft skill slits the hessian sack away from the collar & tugs it free. As the bag slips away a mop of blonde hair drop down, Gerrant drags it back revealing the face of a young woman. Gerrant steps back & almost seems to do a little dance, turns to face me at the table & says “gentleman we have a winner… & she’s a pretty little fucker to!” The girl is roughly in her early twenties, it was difficult to tell because her mouth was gagged by a tight ...
    piece of brown leather. With her hands bound tightly behind her & dangling by the chain hooked into her collar she also seemed to dance as she struggled to gain purchase on her tip-toes, her nostrils flaring in an attempt to gain breath. Gerrants enormous form towered above her, he bent down & pushed his large hairy face into hers & said in a deep growl “ don’t expect any mercy here…!” The girl was visibly shaking as she struggled for breath, there was nothing she could do as Gerrant used the knife in his hand to cut the buttons free from her leather tunic, eventually the last button gave way, Gerrant ripped the soft leather material back over her shoulders & down to her bound wrists. Gerrant laugh allowed & said “What a cracking pair of tits on this bitch” his big dirty hands mauled & squeezed at them roughly, her squealing was muffled by the tight gag as Gerrants heavy handed treatment of her breasts brought tears to her eyes. He pulls her roughly towards him by one tit, she’s gasping at her gag for breath & whilst she’s struggling for purchase on one foot, he sneers “let’s have a look at your little cunt”. Again his deft knife skills quickly slice through the leather belt loops holding her green cotton breaches up & once free he rips them off. He thrusts his thick grubby hand into her groin, once again he laughs out loud and says” there’s some fight left in this bitch yet, don’t waste your energy clamping your thighs together slut, it’s fucking happening…besides what are you ...