Models: Aaliyah Hadid & Unknown Male Model Igor couldn’t take much more of this. Doctor Victoria Francesca Stein was widely acknowledged to be completely psychotic – a blasphemous lunatic devoted to pushing the boundaries between science and superstition. As such, most people would have assumed her gothic, secluded manor house would be filled with the tortured screams of her unwilling subjects begging for death. But tonight, Igor could only wish
Models: Asa Akira & Sunset Diamond Starting awake, Louise found herself chained to a wall. Cold manacles dug into the skin of her wrists and an icy chill crawled up her spine as the cold air of the dungeon embraced her. A metal collar clutched her throat just tight enough that her breath came short and shallow. This too was chained to the wall, the metal links hard and cool
Models: Jean (Ella) Hollywood and Adira Allure ‘Oh my God, Benny, what on earth are you wearing? You didn’t go back there, did you?’ Perched on the edge of a bar stool, the stunning trans beauty smiled wickedly. ‘Of course I went back, doc. Trix always knows exactly what will turn me on – I can’t believe I ever considered letting you convince me to give all this up.’ She
‘Wait, what do you mean I’m going to become a goddess?’ Darren pressed, his mind whirring. ‘I’m an Original. It’s forbidden – it’s impossible. You heard Madame Shatter, my mind isn’t capable of dealing with the sensation of goddesshood. It would send me insane.’ Having left the horny sissy and her unlucky lover in their room, he and Goddess Lash were now working their way through the manor corridors once
Sleep slid from Darren like a silk sheet being pulled away. Not so long ago he would have considered it a strange sensation to shift from sleep to consciousness in a single breath, but these days it felt almost natural, the weary grogginess and protesting limbs he would have felt during the morning in his old life a thing of the past. Truthfully, he preferred it. He preferred a lot
The clatter of ice against glass startled Anne, dragging her back to reality. Glancing down the bar, she spotted one of the bartenders pouring an amber liquid over the ice cubes he’d just emptied into a small whiskey tumbler. In front of him a young woman smiled giddily, watching him add several more measuring cups of various liquids into the glass; whatever the drink was, it certainly wasn’t whiskey, and
Talia had never been more scared in her entire life. Her heart felt like it was about to give out at any moment, her stomach was a bottomless pit of terror, cold and gnawing, and raw fear crawled up her spine in thick, icy tendrils, writhing over her nape and across her shoulders so it felt almost like a heavy cape around her. Even so, though her eyes brimmed with
Tangled up in the messy bedsheets, Kaitlyn smiled blithely as she stared out over the bay. Location of the island’s only harbour, it was fringed by little pockets of buildings that clustered near the water as though they might become lost and forgotten if they ventured into the rolling, forested hills inland. As the last blushes of dawn melted away beneath the heat of the morning sun, the islanders were
‘That’s right, dickhead, fuck her prude ass. No chance she’s ever getting that perfect cock in her pussy again. Oh no, only I get to feel that.’ Terri frowned as the blonde slut between her legs came up for air, ‘No, bitch, I didn’t say you could breathe, get back to work!’ Clutching her by the hair she dragged her back into her pussy, which she lapped at obediently. Lying
Growing more breathless by the second Agent S struggled against her restraints, though she knew escape was impossible. Quite apart from the fact she was held down by enough straps to keep an vexed rhinoceros in place, every second she remained in the grip of the machine it sapped her energy. What was more, even if by some miracle she managed to break free of the straps, tear away the
