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AlexArts
Soul of Cinder
And burned your tits with candles
shastar
Tribune
Ouch! It seems that sweet Thessela had the hell of a day, too !
good work, Hasturan, thank you
AlexArts
Soul of Cinder
And burned your pussy with coal stand...
Can't fuck it - burn it... In your imagination
Wow - that pink sunset lighting is so dramatic - excellent work!
View attachment 372211 Is the Devil coming back to me ? Can I do something against that ? ... I'm afraid that the worst could happen ...
Isn't that a Henri Fuseli painting?
If even Tree is against me .....View attachment 372213
Thanks for that - I'm learning more every day!
Cella
Spectator
Terrifying! As bad as actual rape is the thought of having a vaginal pear inserted into me is far more terrifying.
I can't imagine (well, I try) how I would react feeling the tip of this thing being pushed into me -- stretching me wide -- this cold, hard metallic object that is utterly alien to my body and intended to torture me!
I'd be hysterically shrieking, to be sure, and resisiting as much as possible as agony radiates throughout my pelvic area.
Just how much damage is done with pear torture? Can you heal? I mean physically -- emotionally I'd never be the same. Of course, if I'm to be crucified, the damage to my body might only help to kill me sooner.
The pear has its place in a crux fantasy, as do all sorts of gruesome things, but the thought of it actually being used on a real person is too horrifying to contemplate! The thing really exists! It must have been used on real flesh and blood women!
Whether used in the vagina or anus (yes, guys, you can enjoy it too) it is a fiendish contraption.
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messaline
Crucified Amazon
A little story where you can substitute Gina by Messaline ...
It's Gina's first night in the dungeon torture chambers of the Mesopotamian Underworld and already she's far beyond her most nightmarish masochistic limits. Chained to an ancient torture rack she screams helplessly as Nergal, the ancient Sumerian god of war and pestilences, smiles down at her as he cruelly tightness the rack another hideous notch. Already painfully suspended above the rack's rough wooden planks, Gina screams out as she feels her shoulders threatening to separate under the rack's brutal unrelenting tension.
The searing agony is overwhelming, the pain threatening to turn her into little more than a screaming piece of meat. Instinctively Gina knows that if Nergal draws the rack just one notch tighter her shoulders will dislocate. With her sexy young body already stretched tighter then a bowstring, Gina is surprised when Nergal pauses, only then does she hear the sound of high heels against the dungeon's ancient stone floor.
Turning her head, Gina watches helplessly as Ereshkigal walks out of the surrounding darkness. And despite the brutality of the rack's agonizing torment that she's already enduring, Gina feels a blood curdling chill pass though her taunt body at the sight of the obscene instrument of torture Ereshkigal is holding casually in her leather gloved hand. Gina had read about the Pear and its diabolical use, but never in her wildest nightmares had she ever thought she'd experience one.
Seeing the look of unimagined horror evident in Gina's lovely face, Nergal smiles darkly. With all eternity stretched before her, only now does Gina fully comprehend the true nature of the obscenely deadly bargain she'd entered into. Not to worry little one, in time you'll remember this night as merely a subtle introduction into the eternity of agonizing torment that lies ahead.
It's Gina's first night in the dungeon torture chambers of the Mesopotamian Underworld and already she's far beyond her most nightmarish masochistic limits. Chained to an ancient torture rack she screams helplessly as Nergal, the ancient Sumerian god of war and pestilences, smiles down at her as he cruelly tightness the rack another hideous notch. Already painfully suspended above the rack's rough wooden planks, Gina screams out as she feels her shoulders threatening to separate under the rack's brutal unrelenting tension.
The searing agony is overwhelming, the pain threatening to turn her into little more than a screaming piece of meat. Instinctively Gina knows that if Nergal draws the rack just one notch tighter her shoulders will dislocate. With her sexy young body already stretched tighter then a bowstring, Gina is surprised when Nergal pauses, only then does she hear the sound of high heels against the dungeon's ancient stone floor.
Turning her head, Gina watches helplessly as Ereshkigal walks out of the surrounding darkness. And despite the brutality of the rack's agonizing torment that she's already enduring, Gina feels a blood curdling chill pass though her taunt body at the sight of the obscene instrument of torture Ereshkigal is holding casually in her leather gloved hand. Gina had read about the Pear and its diabolical use, but never in her wildest nightmares had she ever thought she'd experience one.
Seeing the look of unimagined horror evident in Gina's lovely face, Nergal smiles darkly. With all eternity stretched before her, only now does Gina fully comprehend the true nature of the obscenely deadly bargain she'd entered into. Not to worry little one, in time you'll remember this night as merely a subtle introduction into the eternity of agonizing torment that lies ahead.
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Sharkman
Governor
A little story where you can substitute Gina by Messaline ...
Seeing the look of unimagined horror evident in Gina's lovely face, Nergal smiles darkly. With all eternity stretched before her, only now does Gina fully comprehend the true nature of the obscenely deadly bargain she'd entered into. Not to worry little one, in time you'll remember this night as merely a subtle introduction into the eternity of agonizing torment that lies ahead.
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There is a sharp tip at the opening end of the pear. Is this right? When the pear opens in her cunt, it presses its wings against pubic bone and sacral bone. This pushes the complete pear deeper inside. The tip puncture either her cunt wall or pierce her uterus opening.
AlexArts
Soul of Cinder
Thank you Marcella...
Let's imagine that torturer knows the structural features of the female genital. And he just want to know something from you... Without lethal damage. Just making you suffer, keeping you on the edge...
You don't want to tell him your little, but so important, secret... And this device can make you to change your mind.
This variant of the pear (on image) have a sharp spike on each leaf... It can bring a serious damage to cervix...
Well... Any damage of this area of woman's body is very dangerous. Believe me, i know...
Let's imagine that torturer knows the structural features of the female genital. And he just want to know something from you... Without lethal damage. Just making you suffer, keeping you on the edge...
You don't want to tell him your little, but so important, secret... And this device can make you to change your mind.
No... Therefore we need to be cautious...
Smart girl
Thank you Messaline... I have some news to you
This variant of the pear (on image) have a sharp spike on each leaf... It can bring a serious damage to cervix...
In truth, for reasons you've explained, it's not a very efficient instrument of female torture,
and I doubt whether it was really ever used as such. If it had sharp points and/ or edges,
the risk of provoking a haemorrage that would result in death within a few minutes
would be severe, and obviously a wise torturer wouldn't want me to have such a quick death.
And if it weren't sharp, it would certainly be unpleasant and uncomfortable as it was pushed in
and opened up, but not really any more so than giving birth - we're designed to stretch down there!
In the rectum, it would be even more unpleasant, again if it were sharp,
it could easily be lethal, if not it would be like bad constipation.
In the mouth - that's what it was originally designed for, horses' mouths -
it would probably be worst of all!
AlexArts
Soul of Cinder
It can be warmed being inside...
From my point of view this device only for ritual tortures... For humilation before crucifixion, for example... Or wheel
It beat's a live rat, I suppose...
AlexArts
Soul of Cinder
But it's very difficult to control...Yes, heating it would certainly be a mean trick
I shudder when i remembering that terrible story about Hannah...
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