1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 11


    Date: 8/2/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Drug, Enema, Extreme, First Time, Horror, Male Domination, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Virginity, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com

    Now, for your first internal cleansing. I will show you how it is done the first time, but after that, it is your responsibility. Do you understand?" Nokara nodded with a sob, and he attached her ankles to the spreader bar. He hoisted her to the chain upside down and tied her wrists to the eye bolts in the floor. He took a second enema bag and filled it with a gallon of warm, soapy water. He stuck several inches of the tube into her ass and opened the clasp. "You will hold the water in," he snarled. "Giolla shit on my floor once. I almost killed her that day." He looked over at the bitch on the floor, and saw that her eyes had gone wide with terror. "It won't ever happen again, will It, Giolla?" She shook her head rapidly, and he laughed again. Then he turned back to Nokara. "I am fucking tired," he said, "so I'll only make you hold it for ten minutes today." Nokara started moaning as her belly became bloated. "Normally, you will hold it for fifteen, though." As the bag emptied into her bowels, he walked around her, running his hands over her welts and broken skin. She cried out as he dug his finger into one wound, causing it to bleed. "There is a hierarchy of slaves and servants in this house," he said, moving to another wound and breaking it open. "You are at the bottom. Kaneez, my mate is at the top. You will not have much contact with her, though. Kaneez is my breeder. She has already given me one son, and she will give me many more children before she is through. ...
    Giolla's responsibilities are those of a maid. She cooks and cleans and such. Although, she needs to work on that, isn't that right, Giolla?" He glanced at his servant, and she nodded miserably. He squatted down so he was face to face with Nokara. "I will also fuck her occasionally. You, however, have just one function. You will remain in this room, and I will beat and fuck you whenever and however I please. You will never fight me, or you will die. If you please me, you will be rewarded, but that is your sole purpose in this house—a fuck toy." Nokara whimpered, and her teeth clenched tightly as her eyes squeezed shut. He chuckled. "Cramps?" She nodded, and he looked at the bag. It was almost empty, and as the last bit of water entered her bowels, he pulled out the tube and dropped everything in the sink. Giolla's was already there, and she was once again on the floor, her ass clenched. "Ten minutes," he said and left the room. He went to the ritual room and stood in the doorway watching the whores. For the longest time, he'd had Giolla feed and water them to keep them alive for the two months before their souls were given to Chernobog, but after some research, he had decided to do so through a nasogastric tube and enteric formulas. It was less messy, took much less time, and freed Giolla up for her other duties. He walked in and circled them. Their eyes followed him, but neither one said anything. The whores rarely did after the first few weeks. His fingers tingled at the thought ...
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