Your dragon and you couldn’t have been happier. It’s been months together, and in that time he’s been nothing but sweet, and gentle, and loving in every way a dragon can. He brings you treasures from other hoardes, dresses you in fine cloaks from old kings, and tells you stories about the centuries he’s lived. He’s been a lonely one all his life, but with you he lights up and scampers like a pup, always excited to do everything he can for you. He doesn’t even mind his hoarde anymore, opting to sleep with and around you instead because he tells you you’re his only and greatest treasure. But dragons have to eat and he doesn’t want to spend a moment away from you to hunt, so when he finds out about your ability to grow back from any injury and your eagerness to be his meal he jumps at the opportunity. He’s always nervous about it, because he fears for your safety, but as the sessions become more common, he starts to be more and more aggressive.
The latest time, he started by thrusting his tongue into your hole, using the tip of his nose to rub gently at your hooded cock between pumping his thick, slick tongue deep into you. Then you feel a warmth at your entrance followed by a searing sensation as liquid fire pours into you, instantly cooking your cock and innards with a smell of smoke and cooking meat. It doesn’t hurt, not much, but it feels so *damn good*; you can barely manage a grin at him because your body is quivering from the pleasure and warmth burning through your hips. He returns the smile, his reptilian, slitted eyes and grinning bony skull showing nothing but affection and adoration for you, then withdraws his tongue from your smoking, cooked hole. He opens his mouth again and a tremendous wave of fire engulfs you like a gentle, passionate hug, and you coo and moan and though he can barely hear it above the sound of the flame pouring from his throat, the sound of your arousal and happiness encourages him to share in those sensations.

When the great wave of flame is finally done, you can see his cock protruding from his sheath, glistening at the tip. You want to go over there and help him, to suck it and feel it pound into you, but you’ve become just a charbroiled human boy - a delicious snack for your monstrous lover. Fortunately, he knows what you want, and as he begins his feast by biting down on your now supple and giving belly and tearing out a loop of your intestines, you can feel his monstrous cock resting on your pelvis, grindinPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

Lilly, the cutest doll!

It's Lilly's birthday. Lilly is just 1:39 meters tall. She has silver blonde hair that is long enough to reach her butt. She has blue eyes and almost white skin. Lilly is a doll maniac! She doesn’t just collect dolls. She cares for them like as if they were her own child’s. She even dresses herself like a doll. Today she wears a black dress. It consists of more frills than dress. She also wears black shoes a white pantyhose and a red bow in her hair. Thanks to her delicate body structure, you could really mistake Lilly as a doll! To celebrate the big day, she wants to buy a new doll. A new store has been opened which is said to be selling incredibly realistic dolls. Of course, this has aroused her attention. The store is a bit offside the inner city. Another advantage! In the city people often looked at her strangely. Many sellers don’t take her seriously. But she is sure that a real puppeteer will understand her!
Lilly enters the store. A little golden bell announces her entrance. The interior of the shop, is decorated in an old fashion. Old Screen lamps illuminate the room. A handful of hand-sewn clothes are standing by the window. In an antique cabinet, various craft supplies are to be seen. On self-made shelves, dolls were placed lovely. Each doll is unique! They all look different and have different sizes. Some are even bigger than Lilly. She is thrilled! They are beautiful… She would love to take them all! It was a good idea to visit this store.

The shopkeeper suddenly stands behind her. “Young maiden did you find a doll that interested you?”
Lilly not startled. She is too busy to choose a doll. She doesn’t even look at him when she answers. "They all are beautiful; how should one be able to decide?" She stands on tiptoe and tries to reach a few of the higher located dolls. She doesn’t even notice as the owner helps her.
The Shopkeeper turns her around. Only now does she notice that he was standing behind her all the time. He is an old man, who’s looks a little bit like Gepetto. “What kind of doll are you looking for?” he asks.
Lilly is no longer certain. "It must be something special! but they all special ... How do find a doll that stands out?"
"Well, a special doll is standing right in front of me!" He says, laughing.
Lilly turns red. Finally, someone notices the effort she put in her dresses. “Thank you. I've been working on the dress for two months.”
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hello, where can i see link for destroyed daughters?

Only True Lord of the Sith

Deactivating his crimson lightsaber, Darth Sidious clipped the energy weapon to his belt as he let the storm of emotions rage through his mind. Having detected that his new apprentice was in danger, the Sith Lord had travelled to Mustafar as fast as he could, even forgoing gathering a battalion of Clone Troopers.

Unfortunately, he had arrived just as the Jedi Master Kenobi was preparing to finish off his apprentice. The Emperor had engaged the Jedi in a duel and had managed to drive him off, leaving his personal guard the task of tracking down the Jedi.

He had done this so that he could heal his apprentice as fast as possible, but looking at the living corpse that was Darth Vader as it lay on the shore of the lava stream, Sidious felt disgust and crushing disappointment. It had taken years and two apprentices to make the Chosen One fall to the dark side and in the end his apprentice had been slaughtered by his old Jedi mentor. Even worse, that mentor was now on the loose, as Sidious was sure that his guard was no match for the Jedi Master.

With an angry swipe through the air, Sidious used the Force to telekinetically hurl his apprentice into the lava stream, Anakin Skywalker’s scream echoing in the Force as he was consumed.

Hearing a feeble moan to his right, the Sith Lord shifted his attention to Anakin’s lover, who was lying on her back at the foot of her space yacht. She had been a part of his plan to make the Chosen one fall, but now, heavily pregnant as she was, she was only a liability for his future reign and she would serve as the first victim of his unleashed powers as Emperor.

With a gesture from his right hand, he telekinetically raised her onto her feet and then into the air, holding her suspended with her front turned towards him. With a few gestures from his free hand, he made use of the same power to shred her dull grey shirt to pieces, revealing her modest breasts swollen due to impending motherhood, her areola a darker pink than usual with her nipples stiffening at their sudden exposure to air. Beneath them bulged her distended abdomen, her womb stretched to its limits by the twins inside that were almost ready to be born, a faint linea nigra curving vertically over her abdomen. Her dark boots and light grey trousers were also torn to pieces, revealing her strong long legs and the shaved nether lips that guarded her sex, as well as a hint of her firm buttocks.

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So I've been looking all over for this story there was five separate chapters
The first chapter had to do with two sisters the woman cut off one of the sisters cunt lips, and made the eat it

I don't remember what the second chapter was about

the third chapter was about a girl who wanted everything done to her

the fourth chapter was about then going to one of her research facilities and one of her assistants have her breasts ripped off in the machine in an accident and there was also about using nanomachines to be able to see through someone's eyes

I thought the woman name was Annabel but I haven't had much luck in finding it. It was on here before a lot of stories got lost

Thanks!

Hi Gurochan!

This is my first ever work in English. Please tell me if you enjoyed it and how I can improve on it! Most of the stories here will be somewhat short, and they'll revolve around the untimely demise of doe-eyed damsels. ^^

All stories and characters are purely fictional, and should not be emulated in real life~

Aki

Amanda

It was six in the morning, the orange hued rays brought warmth to a new beautiful day as the sun was just starting to rise. Amanda was just finishing off her breakfast, ready to kick off another day at work.


She had just graduated from university with a degree in Psychology, and was fortunate enough to have found a job as an assistant guidance counselor for the local high school. With fair face framed by perfectly groomed golden blonde hair and the body of a dancer, it should come as no surprise to anyone that she’s extremely popular among the boys and the male staff.


She arrived at her office at exactly half past seven. The school is empty as usual at around this time, only the songs of the dawn chorus mingled with the faint humming of the groundskeeper’s lawnmower in the distance could be heard when she opened the windows. The young woman hummed to herself as she pulled up a chair and began reviewing her tasks for the day, completely oblivious of the masked serial murderer lurking beneath the desk.


Her sapphire blue eyes widened in fear as she eventually caught a glimpse of him while standing up. Every cell in her body was telling her to run, but her body was frozen in fear like a deer caught in the headlights. He effortlessly pinned her slender body on the carpeted floor while covering her mouth with a gloved hand, and brandished a butcher’s knife in his other hand...

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A school boy discovered Amanda’s lifeless body later that morning. Her stark naked corpse was cleanly sliced in half right below the waistline, with the upper half of her body suspended on a playground swing set. The look of unspeakable agony in her wide open eyes and teeth mark covered breasts told a story of cold blooded torture, rape and murder.


The innards of her body spewed out like a macabre curtain made out of flesh and viscera, bloody globs of small intestines draped over what appears to be her intact uterus and ovaries, while her liver and kidneys were jutting out of her body like ripen fruits ready tPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

this is the ultimate D/S. Stories were bad people are tortured by good revengeful ones" are boring.

More poor, weak, innocent the victim is, the better
morre rich, strong, perverse the dom is, the better.

You're probably seeing all those tags and wonder: "How the fuck does he cram all these fetishes into one story?"

Well, I've lurked for several years now, and written down my depraved fantasies (which is the only thing they are! Fantasies!), and as I did, I noticed that they became darker with each instance.

Thus, I decided to try and write a story that combined my many fetishes. Some of the tags will appear later on. Aside from the ones listed on top, I'll include more, but I'll put them on top of the reply which contains them.

The one thing I'll never include is rape, which is kind of funny to me, as there is so much unpleasantness contained here..

Have fun reading, I hope you're enjoying reading my story as much I as I did writing it.

Cheers!





My own town (Chapter 1)


Living in an enclave of the reformed world where I had free reign, I woke up on a particularly sunny day.

Of course, since the installation of holographic weather-cladding, every day was sunny, except when I don't want it to be.

My immense technological and scientific input had been important to establish the status quo, thus I was given a region to use as I see fit.

Banning all other natural doms from my land, I then established the rule that everyone should live their life as if the usual Free-Sex-Rules were not applicable.

Sexual contact was as it used to be during the heteronormative, unliberated world, with one man pairing off with a woman, building up a family.

I had no streets full of desperate people, willing to do literally anything with anyone, unlike every other town on the outside.

However, there was one factor that brought chaos into this seemingly “normal” town.

Me.

People were to exactly follow any order I gave them and in doing so, specially crafted brainchips would release endorphines.

People were literally addicted to following my orders.

Of course, while living normal lives, their spines always tingled pleasantly, as they followed their given orders passively.

But, as I had everyone implanted with special orgasm-inhibitors, I condemned the people living in this enclave to a life constantly aroused, but never able to achieve climax except for spare, glorious moments where I, their master used them as I pleased.

I also forbid any form of regeneration, since I like everything done to my slaves to be final.

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Christening the Lab

It was to be a great day, I knew it. My torture lab was fully completed and begging to be used. A true work of greatness; a wall-full of tools, a restraint system for multiple victims, and some other cleverly engineered agents of torture. It was completely 21st century, down to the "science lab" smell.

And of course, some victims for celebration. I had wasted no time making a Tinder account and cleaning up nicely, so as to attract only the most beautiful of women. A "test" date with each proved they had great personalities, too. And now I had them all to myself!

"Good morning ladies!" I said gleefully as I entered the lab, turning on the main lights.

They didn't look happy as they looked up, just realizing they hadn't been alone. Their bad feelings had just been confirmed as they looked around at the horror that was my lab, not to mention being bound and nude.

"I must say, it's an honor being here with you. I'm not self-conscious, but wow! You fine ladies really found me worth the time of day!"

"What the hell IS this?? What the fuck do you want?!" One of them shouted.

"Oh, you didn't look around?" I teased. "Well obviously I wanted you three, and I think the rest of the room speaks for itself"

"What the FUCK?!" Another one shouted. "I thought you were a nice guy! And now THIS??"

"Well Emma, I mostly am a nice guy, just not today" I smiled. "Today, we get to find out how not-nice I can be!"

"This is really fucked up," the third chimed in, "how could you fucking do this? We don't deserve any of this shit!"

"Absolutely not. And honestly it's a shame to see you go like this, you each have such great potential and now no one, not even I, will get to see it. But it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make to christen my achievement"

"Achievement?? No, fuck you! You'll never get away with this shit, SOMEONE will rescue us from this hell-hole!" Emma shouted.

"Yeah; the Grim Reaper" I chuckled, "But that's a ways off. Until then, let's see: Cleared SIM cards? Check. Made sure no one knew who you were with? Check. Wiped you ladies from all existence? Well, still working on that one. But as far as history is concerned, you ladies just up and vanished. Even deactivated your Tinder accounts, as much of a shame as that was" I added.

Their dismay became much greater as they realized all practical expectation of leaving alive had gone.

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I've been letting this down lately... But i had swear to write a story for every grimm fairy tale! This one was more than just well suited for it! I never read a fairy tale with this many vore and dolcett elements like in "brother and sister" :police: //www.grimmstories.com/en/grimm_fairy-tales/the_brother_and_sister . Well i also look forward for Rapunzel;)


Like alwals: The prey is a little bit older as in the original!

011 The Sister and the other Sister.
(You really believe you will see boy meat just because in the fairy tale it’s brother and sister? You are naive!)

The big sister takes her younger sisters hand and said. “We have to run away! Our stepmother beats us every day. She feed us with hart bread and water… even the dog get better food! If our mother knows… We can’t stay! There is a whole world open for us.” The two red heads looked lovely even in the poor garb they had to wear. So, they went out into the big world. It’s not easy to find a new home. The had to walk Barefoot and in torn clothes. But they even endured rain and cold. Because they only had each other. After a very long day, they climb a tree and slept immediately. This difficult their journey was!

The next morning… After the long last day, naturally the sisters got hungry and thirsty. The older sister was braver but not as clever as her younger sister. Still, she always looked after her little sister. That’s why she is determined to found a brook. She wanted to protect her sister, on any way possible. But they not had known, her stepmother was an evil witch! (one of the kind, that doesn’t eat girls! The very evil kind!) She cursed every brook in the woods.

The big Sister fast found a nice brook with clean water. But the little sister heard. "Her a snake will be who drinks of me, who drinks of me a snake will be!" (Yes, the water could rhyme.)
She cries anxiously.: “ Big sis please stop! If you drink this, you will become a Snake and strangle me to death.” This doesn’t sound this bad. Sadly, the big sister decides against it…
(These fairy tales have an educational mission! That is why we must, explain to everyone what could have happened!)
The big sister ignored the call and drink the water. It only takes a few seconds. Than in front of the little sister a hungry big snake arises. “Sister!?” The snake wrapped herself around the body of her little helpless sister. “Please Stop! You don’t really want to eat me!” But well…Post too long. Click here to view the full text.