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They tied Bill again and again to the Horseshoe. The longer he was strapped in, the more he felt the black nylon rope grow teeth that dug into his forearms. The Horseshoe—U-shaped, wooden—sat on top of a counter, and he… Continue Reading →



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32 pages Completed January 27, 2018 Alice Shiftwel 
Jordan was living a good 16 year old life. Good family ,good job , friends , etc.
What happens when that all turns into dust when she is kidnapped and taken for someone own personal amusement.
3 pages February 19, 2021 Stephanie 
Anakin Skywalker is captured by Darth Maul on Tatooine, Can he escape from the Sith Lord? Qui-Gon Jinn survives the battle of Naboo. Will Anakin Skywalker fall to the Darkness? Or will the Darkness Fall with Anakin as the Chosen One on the light side of the Force? The Phantom Menace AU and beyond. I...
60 pages Completed March 22, 2013 Sam 
Hannah Evans isn't your average teenage girl. Thanks to her mother, she is practically a doctor now. Her mother likes to kidnap boys, doing unimaginable things to them, then giving them to Hannah to fix up. Now Hannah has five new patients. She does all she can to keep these boys safe. Will it b...
321 pages Completed October 5, 2017 Samantha 
Ben Lightwood, twin brother of Alec Lightwood, has been missing for over a month. When Jace finally finds him in the clutches of Valentine’s men, chained, tortured and beaten half to death, he can’t believe what he sees. He tries to help, but there isn’t that much he can do.
When Clary finally rescu...
9 pages Completed April 23, 2012 Chloe 
What happens when a young girl named chloe has her loved ones and life ripped a part.
(i dont own the pictures)
74 pages Completed January 24, 2017 Pink 
After Steve Watson (45 yrs) murdered Jason's bigger brother Alex, in a gang fight, McCann is deeply upset and extremely angry as Alex was the last family member of Jason's. Now, 4 years later, Jason (19 yrs) has taken over the gang and became an uproar upon national TV and headlines. Determi...
8 pages June 19, 2013 UnknownShadow 
My name is Sophia. I've been kept in the same house for 11 years and trained like an animal and tortured like a slave. So that's what I became. When they found me, they told me that I was an adult and I was free.
5 pages June 26, 2016 Angel Of The Damned 
Gennevieve got kidnapped and she's slowly losing her mind, she has lost hope of being found. On the other hand, Mason and Caleb are planning a war.
Little does she know that this war would tear her family apart.
Will they ever find her?
Who will make it out of this alive?
Follow Gennevieve and ...
25 pages April 8, 2016 Jay Da Killa 
Ok sorry but i'm redoing the whole story .the first one was kind of messy so i'm just starting over
SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY,plus with school,band,softball,and FBLA idk when i...
7 pages August 25, 2012 Kaylah 
I, Kenzie King, was kidnapped, and left to be beaten, tortured, and forgotten. I break through it all. I am always alert, but I might be gone for a moment.
Kenzie King is kidnapped by a mysterious group of people. She is forced to give up all hope of living, going to school, seeing her family and f...
4 pages March 8, 2016 Angels Create Miracles 
What would happen if someone you knew was kidnapped. What emotions would you feel? If that person you knew was like a brother to you.
The members Of Fall Out Boy could never answer these questions because, it hadnt happened to them before.
But they are about to be able to, when one of there own is...
38 pages February 18, 2014 Sam 
Sequel to Kidnapped And Tortured
After being placed in a foster home for a few months because of her mother's arrest, Hannah Evans gets adopted by a man named Simon. He tells her about his five sons, not bothering to mention that they are One Direction, the boys she spent time with back in that ...
8 pages Completed January 12, 2012 Bloodyrose473 
Rose had been kidnapped for over two years. Now she's in a life or death situation. Her aunt and uncle kidnapped her and now she's being tortured by them. Her friends back at home only have three years to find her, but they don't even know how to. Will she be saved? Or will she end up di...

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Adrea and the inquisition by Kevin75da This story is inspired by the a 3D-rendering-series of Restif at DeviantArt. ------ Adrea and the inquisition Spain 1492. The inquisition is at full rage and women all around the country are accused, tortured and burned at the stake in dozens daily, everywhere across the country. Adrea, daughter of a local wine-dealer, aged 23, is arrested by the inquisitional-guard in the town of Andorra, at the Spanish province of Aragon. After transferring her to the prison, Adrea is led directly to the interrogation. Her hands tied behind her back, she enters a large room. To the left and right, four priests sit behind large desks, reading and sorting large papers. In the back of the room, on a hightened floor-base, the grand-inquisitor awaits the suspects, flanked by two high-ranking clerics. In the middle of the ring of accusers, stands a simple wooden chair, where the victim must sit and await her fate. Adrea was stunned and scared. She stopped just 2 steps behind the door, shaking her head in horror. "P..p..please, I didn't do anything! Let me go home, please!", the young woman whispered, looking with pleading eyes at the grand-inquisitor. There he was, Manuel Cepo, grand-inquisitor of the holy Spanish inquisition. He made his way up to the highest rank by being systematic, cold-hearted and merciless questioning of his victims, using torture whenever he doesn't get the confessions and information he seeks for. "Come closer, my child, sit on the chair, please.", the man next to the grand-inquisitor says kindly to Adrea. The girl obeys, walking to her place on shaking legs, sitting down with great anticipation and fear in her eyes. "It came to our ears, that you have been involved in acts of witchcraft. You were seen in the woods, collecting spices and plants, including many, known as poisoning and even deadly ones. Other people reported, you were seen at witch-meetings, dancing naked around a hellfire and worshipping the devil by singing in strange languages and crawling around like animals. All these facts were proven and signed by people, so don't lie to us and confess your sins to this court NOW!", Cepo accuses the girl, reading in some of the papers on the large desk in front of him from time to time. Adrea jumps up shaking her head from side to side in fear and rage. "No, please, this is absolutely not true! I didn't do any of this! I am a good Christian and had never ever anything to do with witchcraft. I fear the devil and would never worship him! Please, believe me, I am innocent! I swear!", she begs. "Sit down at once, you little liar!", the inquisitor screams. "This is your last chance! Confess your sins and give us the names of all women you are in company with at your devilish meetings! Confess! Free your soul from satan and come back in god's arms!", Cepo implores the young woman, looking at her with wide-open eyes who seems to burn. Adrea falls on her knees and starts to cry. She pleads at the inquisitor: "Please, I swear to god, I didn't do anything! Have mercy, please, I am innocent! Ask everybody I know! I am a believing Christian and go to church 3 times a week! Please, this must be a misunderstanding. I am innocent!" Cepo looks to his assistants left and right and all ten men nod. Adrea's fate is sealed. What follows, will give her the most horrible days of her life, making her endure things, she never thought possible. The grand-inquisitor stands up and orders in an official, strict tone: "Adrea Rodriguez! Because of your stubborn unwillingness to confess, this court needs to quit the friendly questioning now and send you to the responsibility of the specialists at the torture-chamber. The interrogation will be continued there in a few minutes. Take her downstairs!" Two guards grab Adrea and pull her out of the room. Even if she struggles, twists and turns in total panic, there is no escape. "Nooo! Please, nohoohooo! No torture, please! I am innocent! Pleeeease, let me goohoohooo!", she screams. The men lead the woman down some corridors and stairways, deeper and deeper into the underground of the prison. Finally they stop in front of a heavy wooden door. As it is opened and the girl pushed inside, her blood is freezing and cold sweat runs down her face. Adrea never saw anything like this before. It is pure horror. The room is large, about 20 or more square-meter, filled with the most strange and bad-looking instruments, Adrea not even imagined in her worst nightmares. Allover the place stands furniture, the woman can not guess it's real use, or she can see, it is designed, to keep a prisoner in a position, that the torturer can do anything he wants to and even the wooden- or metal-construction in itself, looks like it causes suffering from just being tied to it. There is a rack, a spiked witch-chair, the thick rope, attached to the pulley at the 5-meter-high ceiling, known as "strappado", a large wooden wheel, attached to a spinable-base on the floor, a standing-pillory with holes for hands and head, a standing cross with leather-straps at all ends of the t-frame, in another corner stands the x-shaped andreas-cross and in the center of the room, with some more free space around it, the stocks, a bench with a simple wooden back and two massive, thick oakwood blocks that can be opened and securely closed, locked with metal bolts, offering 4 holes where the accused has to put her feet in, either in the openings close to each other or the outside ones, for separating the feet a little, making it impossible to protect one sole with the other foot. At the wall whips, leather-straps, tawses, sticks and canes in all different sizes, length and thickness are hanging. Red-hot irons glow in a fireplace in a corner and buckets with water stand next to some of the constructions. Adrea is in pure shock, knowing she will not be able to stand five minutes of unbearable pain, she thinks these tools will cause on her sensitive body. From a secret-door at the side, the grand-inquisitor, an assistant interrogator and a massive, tall man with a black hood-mask enter the chamber. The 2 clerics seat themselves on a table and the assistant arranges the trial-papers allover it. The masked man asks the grand-inquisitor. "How you want me to begin? Where do you want her to be placed?" Cepo looks at Adrea from head to toe. She is about 1,70 meter tall, a well-formed body with long legs and size 40 feet , all in great shape and healthy. Her simple clothing offer a good look at all possible targets for torture. A secret, not allowed to discussed openly, by threat of death-penalty, was a special interest of the great-inquisitor. He really enjoyed female feet, especially if they were in such nice quality as those of his new victim, standing in his dungeon now. Cepo loves to see the soles of a girl being tortured and his favorite is tickle-torture, because it does not damage the feet at all, but causes so exquisite reactions of the victim, he could watch such torment for hours, repeating the torture over several days, if the victim is strong enough, not to talk too early. Wearing only a pair of sandals, offers the inquisitor a very good look at Adrea's feet and he likes what he sees. His decision is found quick. "The stocks! Is the goat ready?", he orders his torture-specialist. "As you wish! The little pet is starving since her last use, 5 days ago, so she will do her job in perfection, I guess.", the hooded man answers, with a little grin at his face as he turns to the guards that still hold the woman at her arms. "Over here! Come on, sit her on the bench!", the torturer orders and helps to sit Adrea on the hard, cold wooden bench. "The outer holes at first, as always?", asks the masked man and the grand inquisitor just nodded back without a word. The upper block is lifted up and Adrea's ankles are place in the half-circle-spaces at the outer-sides of the lower oak-block that is attached with several thick nails and bolts to the bench the girl sits on. With quick and skilled moves, the torturer removes her sandals and closes the stock, securing it with two thick metal bolts on each side of the block, hammering them through massive iron-rings, to make it impossible to escape for the helpless feet. The hands of the prisoner were still tied together on the back and additionally, one guard ties them to a metal-ring at the back of the bench, so the girl can not even lean her upperbody forward more than some inches. Adrea is so shocked and overpowered by the scene, that all resistance is gone. She totally gave herself into her fate now, awaiting in unimaginable fear and horror, whatever might happen to her now. All she knows is, that she will not confess what she has never done. She will not lie, because that would be a sin, too. She can not give names witches, because she never ever really met one. All she can do is standing whatever will happen and try to proof her innocence to the inquisitor by enduring all he wants her to stand. As one of the guards leaves the room, following the order of the grand inquisitor, to get the goat, the hooded man places himself infront of the stocks, looking deep into Adrea's eyes. "Let me explain what will happen now, little witch. You are here to help you, to confess your sins and give Inquisitor Cepo the information, he needs to fight the devil, where ever he shows up. You can be thankful, that he is so merciful to use a form of torture, that doesn't leave any marks and no permanent damage at all. I could have been ordered to use whips, canes, stretching you, squeezing and pressing your extremities or even burn your flesh with the red-hot irons, too." The girl starts to cry hard, throwing her head from side to side, so her long black hair is flying around wildly. "No, no, please, no pain! Please, have mercy! Oh god, help me! I have done nothing bad!", she pleads. The torturer takes a bucket, filled with water to the half and walks over to a big barrel in a darker corner of the room. He opens the lid and uses  a large wooden ladle, to pour high amounts of a white powdery substance into the water-bucket. Adrea can not see what exactly the man is doing and pulls at her ties in anticipation and fear, but without any minimal effect of freeing herself. The stocks, ropes and iron-rings hold her tight. The man puts the ladle back in the barrel, closes it and takes a rough and large brush from the wall behind. With view- and hearable accelerated efforts, he starts to stir up the 2 materials in the bucket by spinning the brush around and around for several minutes.  As he seems to be pleased with the result, he walks over to the stocks again and stands right infront of Area's bare and helpless soles, the brush in one hand, the bucket with the unknown mixture in the other hand. ….to be continued

Adrea and the inquisition - Part 4 (Final)

Adrea is crying hard, looking at the inquisitor with tearfilled eyes, pleading him to stop the torture. “Oh pleeeheeheeheease, I really don’t know any more witches! Make it stop, please! I confessed and gave you a name, isn’t that enough? Have mercy, please! I can’t take anymore tickling on my soles! Please, not the goat again! It tickles so very bad!”
Ignoring the girl’s moaning completely, Rodrigo goes back to the barn, but this time deeper inside, but coming back out with something, that lets Adrea’s blood freeze, leaving her totally paralyzed for a good
Kelli awoke the the feeling of cold, Russian wind passing by her face. It felt like a ghost had run by. She looked around for the source of the cold wind and noticed the window was open. She got up out of bed, put on some bath robes and went to close the window. Kelli was a young American women on a trip in Russia by herself. Sounds strange? She was actually there investigating KGB remnants on the Russian-Kazakhstan border. Kelli was staying at a nice hotel in Moscow but she planned on taking a bus to Orenburg where she would take a bus to a small, village near Aktobe province in Kazakhstan. There she would hunt down, who was believed to be,
Hi guys. This is my first story on D/A, so I hope you like it. It includes bondage and tickling so don't read if u arent into that stuff. Anyway, enjoy!
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Gemma breathed deep as the mysterious figure entered the room. She twitched in her restraints and waited for the onslaught.
"Gemma," the mysterious figure said, with a soft tone, "I hear you know something we don't..."
Gemma's eyes glazed in concern but she stayed silent.
"We will get this out of you, one way or another..." The figure drew closer, twiddling her fingers and sporting an intimid
This story is based on a picture-series of Restif. You can find the images here: [link] I hope you enjoy the intro so far. Regards, Kevin
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