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Peter_the_giant
Magistrate
When invading a place, make sure to sample the local delicacies before while you pillage.
questperilous
Executioner
The beauty of AI is that the girls are all so damned gorgeous, sometimes a little too toned and muscular, but otherwise the perfect representation of a naked young woman.
The woman cried out "But I made love to the king and now he orders you to kill me?"
"M'lady, a woman holds the king's interest only a short time and yours has passed. You must have impressed him though. He has ordered me to impale you and have you raised above the crowd while the post passes through your body. You will look pristine as the post slowly takes your life..."
tobi
Assistant executioner
These twin sisters were hanged after their time in the dungeon. Their crucifixion had to be postponed so they ended up here. Which one do you prefer, short or long hair?
@Alisha..Executed
tobi
Assistant executioner
I got impatient waiting for the crosses to be built. and it wasn't a short end, I hung them little by little and made them gasp before I let them dieSo bad the postponed crucifiction!!! Why ?!?! So gorgeous bodies hanged...an actual soft end. Short agony ...
I prefer short hair.
Muaddib74
Guard
Exquisite idea, first she resisted, finally turned into a slut.
Roberto69
Guard
She looks tastyAll my life , i never have a lion vore fun.
But these three images are stunning and it made me remember my older fantasy before i found the Crucifixion.
Snake Vore -
When i was young..i used to imagine about to be a mother who do as a volunteer to be swallowed snake for a fun of my children and public entertainment at the zoo . But just for fully swallowed my body naked before all the zoo audiences and my kids as a show... After that, zoo keeper can open the snake's belly to safe me. I knew it could not be possible ..but just a fun fantasy.
My brain used to think about all those kinks since i was a young
Vex Malleus
Guard
Wow!!! Wicked details, the blood is awesome!
Peter_the_giant
Magistrate
Some redheads for you all today.
Vex Malleus
Guard
Jesus, those are really good!!!
THW
Executioner
Some flirty maids.
The story goes like this:
The maids weren't slaves, not exactly.
But as they had all discovered, neither were they *exactly* free to leave.
In one way or another, each had had to find a way to live with this reality, without succumbing to despair.
They served members and guests during the day in the club rooms, delivering drinks and food, books and papers, acting even as secretaries and making up numbers for games.
They were used sexually there, too, in full view of all present.
This was distressing and shaming, especially since all of them had been thoroughly trained, such that should the person using them (mostly, but not exclusively men) tell them that they were permitted to orgasm, they knew that they must take this as an instruction, and make every effort to reach a climax, and further, to let the intensity of their experience be very obvious (any girl suspected of faking was cruelly punished).
To orgasm to order, through loveless and often cruel or brutal sexual usage by a stranger, in a room filled with other strangers, ate away at the soul. It was a rare girl who did not succumb to helpless nymphomania after only a few months of such service - unable to experience themselves as worthy of anything unless they were being fucked, or in the few moments afterward.
On the other hand, in the open rooms of the Castle (for that was the name of the club, of which many tales have been told), things could only go so far.
In the evenings, though, maids could be bought and taken to private rooms and specialty rooms (including a well appointed dungeon), where much more thorough and cruel debaucheries were permissible - and indeed, encouraged, since providing helplessly submissive young women for the casual entertainment of wealthy sexual sadists was the central purpose of the Castle.
The maids had quickly learned that those arriving later in the evening were usually further gone with drink or other stimulation, so that it made sense to attract a booking earlier in the evening - hence the wanton eagerness with which they display themselves here, hoping for an evening more filled with rape and brutalising sex than with beatings and other cruelties.
The story goes like this:
The maids weren't slaves, not exactly.
But as they had all discovered, neither were they *exactly* free to leave.
In one way or another, each had had to find a way to live with this reality, without succumbing to despair.
They served members and guests during the day in the club rooms, delivering drinks and food, books and papers, acting even as secretaries and making up numbers for games.
They were used sexually there, too, in full view of all present.
This was distressing and shaming, especially since all of them had been thoroughly trained, such that should the person using them (mostly, but not exclusively men) tell them that they were permitted to orgasm, they knew that they must take this as an instruction, and make every effort to reach a climax, and further, to let the intensity of their experience be very obvious (any girl suspected of faking was cruelly punished).
To orgasm to order, through loveless and often cruel or brutal sexual usage by a stranger, in a room filled with other strangers, ate away at the soul. It was a rare girl who did not succumb to helpless nymphomania after only a few months of such service - unable to experience themselves as worthy of anything unless they were being fucked, or in the few moments afterward.
On the other hand, in the open rooms of the Castle (for that was the name of the club, of which many tales have been told), things could only go so far.
In the evenings, though, maids could be bought and taken to private rooms and specialty rooms (including a well appointed dungeon), where much more thorough and cruel debaucheries were permissible - and indeed, encouraged, since providing helplessly submissive young women for the casual entertainment of wealthy sexual sadists was the central purpose of the Castle.
The maids had quickly learned that those arriving later in the evening were usually further gone with drink or other stimulation, so that it made sense to attract a booking earlier in the evening - hence the wanton eagerness with which they display themselves here, hoping for an evening more filled with rape and brutalising sex than with beatings and other cruelties.
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captivecuties
Senator
Happy, happy!
