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Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 5

Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Ass to pussy, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Cum Swallowing, Enema, Extreme, Hardcore, Horror, Male Domination, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 72.2, Source: sexstories.com

strode across the room toward her, his grin turning into a snarl. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. "You didn't obey," he breathed, and she started to cry. "And you lied to me." "I didn't lie, My Lord, please, don't hurt me anymore." He slapped her across the face. "You lied every time you opened your mouth and called me My Lord. I am not your Lord yet, but I will be. You still think you can defy me?!" He grabbed her hair and threw her to the floor underneath the chain. "I pampered you, cleaned you, let you sleep in my bed, and how did you repay me!? By cursing me and fighting me and disobeying me!" She screamed and tried to crawl away, but he grabbed her ankle and punched her in the back of the head. She threw her arms up as she fell to her stomach, and he put his foot in the middle of her back as he took a spreader bar from the shelf. He knelt on her as he attached her ankles to it and spread her wide. He stood up, grabbed the bar, and attached it to the chain, hanging her upside down. He then took her wrists and fastened the cuffs to the bolts in the floor. "No, My Lord, please!" "Shut the fuck up!" He slammed his hand down on her ass, and she clamped her mouth shut. "Since you didn't clean yourself, I have to do it. And because I have to do it, it will not be pleasant." He got the enema bag ready and set up the hose. First, he hooked the bag onto the chain and then inserted the tube into her ass. He taped it down so that she couldn't expel it, and then he ... started filling her with cold, soapy water. Then he turned the water on for the hose, making sure that it was also cold. She screamed as the liquid hit her inside and out, and his cock twitched. Then he got the brush and scrubbed her down, her skin turning a bright red quickly. Several scabs came off, and blood dripped down her head and into her hair. A few drops fell to the floor to be washed down the drain. When the full gallon of the enema had been emptied into her, he pulled the tube out and put everything in the sink. "Fifteen minutes," he said icily, and she squeezed her eyes tight as the cramps began. He wasn't even remotely done yet, and he grabbed a quirt off the wall and immediately laid stripes across her right calf. Her eyes popped open as she shrieked, and his cock stiffened. He watched the welts rise as he struck her again and again, her screams unending and glorious. By the time the fifteen minutes were up, she had dozens more marks crisscrossing her back and legs, and he was rock-hard. He unhooked her arms, but before he released the bar, he hissed, "You'd better hold it, bitch. You shit on my floor, and you will regret It." He unfastened the bar from the chain but kept her ankle cuffs attached. He threw her over his shoulder and carried her to the toilet before setting her down on It. As she voided her bowels, he suddenly whipped his head toward Mother. Kill her, too, little fuck! "No!" he yelled. "You don't get to tell me what to do anymore! She is mine, not ...