Cock Torture Stories

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Sometimes, ordinary duct tape can be used as tool to torture slave. Two strict and sexy mistresses in latex dresses and overknee boots, tied slave to a bed so they can beat his cock and …

How does it feel to be underneath the boots of his cruek German femdom mistresses? Have you ever wondered? If you did, this is perfect example how stupid male slave is treated and how he should act while …

Just take a look that smiles on this Mistresse’s face while she is approaching a helpless and tied slave and his genitals. It seems that her smile became even bigger once she started playing with …

Humiliating ballbusting torture seems like perfect method for a prisoner. His mistress in sexy boots will kick his groins until he pass out. Brutal balls kicking once again proved to be perfect method in femdom …

Goddess Annabelle is looking cute and sexy but she is actually real hardcore cock torture dominatrix what you will see in this free cock torture gallery where she is using various very painful methods to …

Dominant and serious as ever, Amber Rayne takes slave places he may have never dreamed. Harsh caning, humiliating tease and denial, and tight bondage reduce slave to nothing more than a man-whore piece of sex-slave …

This is the first time ih his life that this guy got blowjob while clamps are attached to his balls. Really strange combination of pleasure and pain. But that is just introduction for brutal and …

Ebony dominatrix, Mistress Kiana forced one slave to watch her while she is torturing another slave’s cock. In this way he will suffer more because he knows hat will next happen to him once she …

Three dommes torturing slave in their backyard. From time to time slave need to go to fresh air, but even then, they won’t let him get a rest. So after he is released from cage …

Next time, this pathetic guy will be more careful when entering someone’s room. Otherwise, he can run into cruel femdom teen ,just like this time. Since she was sleeping and didn’t want to be upset, …
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This story is not true. There is no New York State. There is no Department of Correctional Services and they do not have prisons. There is no Judge John Cline and he never sat on the bench in Albany County New York

Okay this is totally fake but here it goes! I was 15 when all this happend. It was a normal day of school. But something happend in the afternoon. I was walking down the hallway until six of these dumb jocks I hate came up to me and started picking on me

It was half past twelve (12:30) midnight. I was staying at a motel from having a huge fight with my parents arguing about my arranged marriage with some rich, disgusting guy I was supposed to marry and have children with. He was so hideous I had chills down my spine

The Cock Lock Carly Parker stopped in the hallway, just outside her son’s door. She heard the grunts and knew he was jacking off. She’d heard the same sounds many times, lately, and at all hours of the night and day

spered ‘good girl’ to me” she said smiling “ was I good Daddy?” she asked, “you were great sweetheart!” I said unzipping my fly, “ can you help me Daddy? She said wiggling her bum at me, “ sure thing sweetheart!” I grinned and stepped into the room, life was going to be good from now on, really good

I hadn’t seen Julie, my wife’s best friend, since her last visit to our house. Now all being in our early twenties, the two of them had met at university and had stayed friends ever since. I met my wife, Sue, later on, but had never been keen on Julie

Some may remember sitting in a darkened room, watching Rod Serling's “Night Gallery.” Each episode began with an unusual painting, about which Mr

This happened this weekend and it all happened because of XNXX/stories. I’ve posted 3 stories on this site so far and I seem to be enjoying the idea of finally exposing all these events that have happened to me over my life and have them read by strangers

The orphanage rested about 15 miles outside of town. Unlike many stories, there were no signs of mental, physical, or sexual abuse at this particular orphanage. Though it was strict, and at times, extremely strict, this orphanage truly took care of all the disowned occupants

It was one of our high school crew weekend parties. We would chill out at our ususal spot: this club's back room and we would just fuck away. No one bothered us, they knew we were high school jocks just looking to fuck

Jackie: the day after Guy met with Henry Mulligan And here I am with Daddy Smitty, my son, Grandpa and about a dozen of the nastiest pieces of work to ever crawl out of the underbelly of the Union at my ex’s house. Why, because Guy has a plan

Goodness. I guess just enjoy and leave me nice comments if you want more because trust me these two are far from done. After a quick break to eat and recover a little-during which Oren seemed to return to his normal almost shy state-I had Oren strung up to a hook on the ceiling

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental

Ballbusted into Slavery Chapter 1 There are many who would say I had it coming. I was amused by stories of other men being subjected to cock and ball torture by sadistic women and looked at websites about it

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental

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An update on my slaves chastity punishment.
The cock cage has been on my slave for quite a while now. The regular viagra training with orgasm denial has really taught the poor fucker a lesson. Of course lately he has been begging for release, talking about his blue balls and how nothing could possibly be worse than the pain he was experiencing right now. He also insisted that he would do anything, absolutely anything if I would allow him to cum. So I decided that stage 2 of his punishment was in order. Nothing a bit of brutal cbt can’t cure *evil grin*
Yesterday morning I woke him up with a swift kick in the stomach wearing my favorite ballbusting boots. Tight black leather boots that lace up to my knees with a sharp but sturdy 4″ stiletto heel. As he groaned I told him that if he is lucky today I might give him the opportunity to cum. Like a puppy dog his face perked up and suddenly it was as if I told him he won the lottery or something.
I took off his cage and told him to get on his knees and spread his legs apart. He was going to experience the cock and ball torture session of his life! I started by circling around him… I told him I wanted to hear him beg to cum. He started to whine and beg on command like a pathetic whore. I took care of it by swiftly kicking him in the balls 5 times in a row. At first he was shocked and then he simply doubled over in pain. I looked down at him on the ground and just spit right in his face.
You say you want to cum… prove it… if you are still begging to cum by the end of this session I will let you… of course by the time I am done with you, you will probably never cum again. Not because you will be locked up, although you will be but simply because you will be physically unable to cum. I laughed as I slammed my spiked heel right into his left testicle.
We continued for several hours. I forced him to stroke and edge over and over again and each time he got to the edge I would kick him in the balls the same number of minutes it took him to edge from the last one. So if it took him 20 minutes to edge the first time he got 20 kicks if it took him 5 minutes the next time he got 5 kicks etc. I created a mixture of cayenne pepper and cinnamon oil and forced him to rub it on his balls and then using sounds force it down his cock. The burning was incredible and the screams put a smile to my face.
I then forced him to go on webcam so a few of my friends could watch him as he tried to pee. It was so agonizing.
Then my friends and I took turns punishing and humiliating him. By the time I was done he was begging to never cum again just so I could make the pain stop.
When I finally tired of him I put a soap gag in his mouth, I gave him an ice cold enema and left his cock and balls covered in the cayenne concoction. I also decided to be nice and opened a can of cat food and dumped it on the floor. I kept him tied up and told him that when I came back in the morning there better not be a thing on the floor. I also left the webcam running all night so that anyone who wanted would be able to tune in and watch how he struggled, suffered and cried the entire night. Him eating that bar of soap was particularly amusing… especially since he knew that the floor had to be spotless when I returned.
Stay tuned for the next part of his punishment.
So I have been on this Tudor kick lately… I am in the middle of Season 2 and I have to say Henry VIII must have had a really small penis.
I mean really, he has to go around fucking all these women 6 wives and who knows how many mistresses to prove to himself that he is worth something. Thats probably why Anne didn’t really want him in the first place and they practically had to force her to be with him. There is a picture of him wearing a codpiece and from my understanding its supposed to look like an erect penis. Really? is that what it looks like erect??? I mean thats what, 4 inches? Who in their right mind thinks thats the size of a normal penis and would even want to go out showing it off! Just think of the humiliation he would have suffered if he wasnt the king! He was really lucky about that, otherwise I think anyone who saw him would have laughed at that small dick. The only thing that codpiece would be good for is a brutal cock and ball torture session. Who knows, perhaps thats what he is into. Maybe he didnt think he had a small dick, he just wanted to find women who wanted to torture his cock and balls with some extreme ballbusting. I have seen some of those pointy shoes they wore back then and I am pretty damn sure they would hurt like hell if someone kicked a guy in the balls with those. It also explains why he had to go through all those women… a good dominatrix is hard to find, even back then. I wonder if the small penis gene is still in the Royal family? Would be pretty tragic to be a king and have anything you want but know deep down in your heart that you will never be a real man and satisfy a woman.

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How the _hell_ did she get free, he thought furiously. He
types frantically. No mistakes, no mistakes…
As if to read his mind, she said, “Got Internet Explorer
working and found a website on handcuffs and lockpicking.” She ripped
the whip across his shoulders and he howled.
“As soon as you’re done editing the Registry, reboot and
see if that assigns the CD-ROM a drive letter,” she hissed, and
whipped him again.
Arrgh!! Was this Hell? No matter, he was in it. “Key Not
Found” came to the mocking error message as he rattled his chains
attached to the horrid little laptop.
Crying, she lay tied to the boardroom table, naked and
spreadeagled. The rolled-up reports bulged out of her vagina.
“If you can’t meet the targets, you suffer the consequences,”
said the sales manager sternly as he handed out the whips.
She gripped the electric drill firmly in both hands, then
pressed the bit into the tip of his erect penis.
“And who says women aren’t good with tools,” she thought as
blood spattered around the room.
The light glinted off the scalpel and shone in her
terror-filled eyes.
“Now where was that first cut supposed to go?” he muttered as
he flipped through the book on Jack the Ripper.
She coughed and sputtered as some of the gasoline splashed over
her face.
“Enjoy your smoke,” he said cheerfully, and dropped the lit
cigarette onto her stomach.
His right testicle swelled, then popped and spurted like a
grape.
She released the Vice-Grips and positioned them carefully on
the other ball. “One down, one to go,” she thought gleefully.
She could only gargle a scream as he pushed the first skewer
through her tongue.
“Oh hush up,” he rebuked. “I bought a large box of five
hundred. I told you, we’re going to be here all night.”
The wind picked up as the thunderstorm drew closer. She
shivered, and a few drops of rain landed on her naked breasts.
“It’s the anticipation, you see,” he said, snicking the
handcuffs around her wrists. He walked away, leaving her impaled on the
steel rod in the middle of the field.
“Umph,” she grunted, as she forced the two-foot electrode up
his resisting ass. “Hope the circuit breakers hold,” she thought and
flipped the switch.
They held.
She writhed as the spit went down her throat, through her
stomach and gut, and came out her vagina. He hit the motor drive and
she began to rotate over the bed of coals in the firepit in the
backyard.
“Now, that recipe for a spicy sauce called for…” he mused as
he went back into the kitchen. It would be at least three hours until
dinner, and he was expecting at least 20 guests.
The girls were having a barbecue with their husbands. “Helen,”
Karen called out, “Did you want mustard or relish on yours?” “Mustard,”
said Helen.
“We’ll cut some flank steaks after this,” Karen said as she
reached for a bun, fired up the blowtorch, and began to roast Dan’s
penis.
Helen’s husband howled in agony as the smell of burning pubic
hair drifted over the trees.
She splashed around in pain for a bit, fighting her bonds, but
eventually, she settled down, her hair flowing out around her head in a
halo.
The 500-gallon industrial-sized deep frier sizzled and popped.
“Another five minutes,” he thought, looking at his watch.
He rummaged in the drawer. “Where the hell did that thing
go…?” he swore.
Ah. Found it. Bending down to start at her feet, he hefted the
sharp vegetable peeler and began to remove her skin.
Her legs were spread wide and tied to stakes on either side of
the machine. The sharp edge pressed against her pubic bone.
“I tell ya, you can buy anything at Sears,” he said admiringly,
and turned on the new log-splitter.
“Look, Marge, I built the damn thing, I’ve got to try it out at
least once to see if it works. Just take your clothes off, put your
head here, wrists tied there, legs tied there, that’s perfect. Now,
hold still while I set up the video camera…”
The guillotine blade came arcing down.
“Do you like these pumps? Yes, I know they cost a lot but
they’re _so_ stylish, and they go with my blue dress, and the heels are
so _sharp!_”
“That’s it, put your penis right there on the block, there’s a
good slave…”
“Oh, honey? Could you come here for a minute? I’d like to try
something new with the Cuisinart.”
Whoa, look at the clock, gotta run, I’m late, no time, no time!! (While
I’m trying to catch up, here are some more short-shorts)
Short-Short Warning: If you do any of this you’ll go to jail (depending
on which state you’re in; Florida plays with _real_ electricity,
y’ know 🙂
The beam groaned ominously but held as the noose tightened
around her fragile throat.
“Shit,” she thought. “If this one breaks I’m gonna be _real_
pissed.”
“Don’t worry, I sharpened the blades especially for you,” she
purred as she guided his penis into the fan.
Beating The Heat II
She rummaged in the bucket for another handful. Tsk. Almost
out.
“Honey, the next refrigerator we get has just _got_ to have an
ice maker, don’t you agree?” she asked, pushing another cube up his
ass.
“Mmmph!!”
“998, Uh! 999, Uh! 1000, Uh! Phew. There, I’m done, honey. Now
you whip me.”
“…Honey?”
“God, but you look beautiful. That’s got to be at least 100
pounds of weight hanging off your pierces,” he said to the girl as he
turned the tap to fill the tank with water.
She screamed, as much in surprise as agony as he ran the hot
iron over her stomach and breasts.
“Gotta get those creases out,” he muttered and hit the steam
button again.
“I really think these things are wasted on mice, don’t you?”
she said as she reached for his cock.
“Aiiiieeghh!”
He uncorked the bottle of acid and said, “You know, honey, I
think this is going to be a _lot_ more fun than wax.”
Her breasts slowly turned brown as the current from the battery
charger coursed through them. The huge clamps around her nipples had
long since scorched the fleshy buds to a crisp.
“Wow,” he said, awed. “Exactly like Brett Easton Ellis said.”
She groaned and bit her lip. “Is it in yet?” she panted.
“No,” he grunted. “Just another push… Uh!” Then she screamed,
“Oh!! It’s in! It’s in!”
He sat back, breathing hard. Amazing. Who would’ve believed it
would go? It had to be at least 8 inches in diameter. He gave it an
experimental tug.
Uh oh. “Honey?”
“What!?” she snarled between waves of pain.
“…It’s stuck.”
Gagged and blindfolded, she knelt naked, her pierced pussy lips
tied to her ankles. The two four-inch-thick dildoes impaled her,
spreading her needle-pocked ass wide. Her wire-bound breasts were
turning into purple balls , each stuck through with half a dozen bloody
skewers. Her arms were squeezed into a leather sheath that had been
soaked with water; the ceiling rope had almost pulled them off her
shoulders.
“Well, it passes the time,” he sighed and left the room.
“Doctor, the patient is unconcious, has whip marks over 100% of
her body, electric burns on her nipples and labia, needle-marks all
over her b
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