extreme rape

David Parker looked at his young wife through the discolored scratched

Perspex and began to weep. "I am so sorry, how could this have happened to

us?" he sobbed.

Kerri looked around the visiting room of the Canakkale Jail in southern

Turkey, and wondered again how they had got into this mess. Three weeks

ago they were newlyweds starting their honeymoon in North Africa. Crossing

into Turkey their hire car had been searched and now David was in jail for

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Bank Robbery

By Throatdagger

My buddies and I have been short of cash lately. We decided a quick way to replenish our money would be to relieve the bank of some of theirs. We had been watching the bank over the last several weeks to see if there was a pattern to customers and the armor truck deliveries. We decided that late Thursday was the perfect time to strike. The armor truck would have dropped off the money for the busy day on Friday when man customers cashed their weekly paychecks. The bank was usually quiet at that time since most people will have already done their daily banking. We made our move right before closing time.

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originally found on usenet

This is a story a Sisters fan sent me. It is a true story, I am told. Just

read it and judge that for yourselves.

-jan

Paula & Jennifer (ff teen inc)

by PL

One Sunday, when I was 15, I had gotten up early and biked to the beach to

spend the day. It was a gorgeous south Florida early spring day. The clouds

were perfectly timed as they occasionally hid the sun. I had all the

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This is one of my inputs to a thread "Would you?" on another vicious board. I thought you may enjoy it or what?

I have been revisiting this wonderful thread and venture to tell you a true family story (against better judgement I guess). My father grew up in the German town of Koeningsberg on the Baltic. My grandfather was a landowner, but also owned a big confertable house and several buildings and warehouses in Koeningsberg. At the end of the war, when the Russians came, my grandparensts with my father fled to the west leaving everything behind besides memories. My mother left my father when I still was an infant and my father later died in a construction accident. I grew up with my grandparents, stern and forbidding people. They scared me, never showing any affection.

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A Cellar Full of Sceams.

By Susan.

Part Five.

A torture story by Susan.

Contains descriptions of extreme sadistic perversion…..unless you are a perverted devotee of cruelty, just go somewhere else……Love, Susan.

Janet’s large assets seemed to demand attention.

They were able to move in tumultuous unison as the first surge of agony made her body jerk, then somehow get out of step and dance individually as the kinetic energy of her initial reaction calmed down.

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I’m getting closer to the bed side.

I may have a chance to escape. I don’t want it no more. I’ve been in this bed for two days now. It was a nonstop fuck. I’ve told the guys let’s celebrate our exams with a big orgy in one of our students rooms before we have to give the keys back. It started fine, started wonderful actually. We were three on the bed. It felt like the best fuck I never had. My pussy have been given the royal treatment. But at the end of the day, I asked the guys to stop because I couldn’t handle it anymore. The bed was soaked. I was soaked. The room was filled with a strong sweat smell. I asked them to stop and I thought they would stop as one of them got out the bed to put his clothes on. I wouldn’t leave right away though, as one of the guys was still inside my ass. I wanted to let him come one last time before I left so that he wouldn’t get frustrated. I though the guy who put his clothes on was about to say goodbye but he left the room without looking back at us.

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Everyday I see you my hunger grows exponentially. I watch intently as you run your fingers through your hair. The way you bite you lips while you mentally work out a problem. I study your lips as you smile when you receive your change from the cafe clerk. I admire your bare buttox as you kneel down to read a book on the lower shelf, watching as it slips out of your low riding pants. I lick my lips as you dip your shoe while you get lost within the music of your headphones. When you lean down to check out the jewelery in the glass case I grit my teeth as you unwittingly reveal your succulent bossom. You are my pornography. Everything you do boils the cauldron of my desire. You are ubiquitous. You are woman. And no matter what I do I can never have all of you. So, I just need to pick out the special few and enjoy your delights for as long as I can. Using your feminine flesh in ways I have only fantasized about up to this point. Because in reality you would never consent to letting me do what I need to do to you in order to satiate my needs. Once I start I will never cease. Once the threshold is crossed I can never go back. For now I covet. I covet and wait. Patiently. Until our eyes meet for the first time. And then I will know. That you are the one.
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It all started out harmless enough. You’d met him in an on-line chatroom, the two of you had really hit it off. Eventually, you arranged to meet in person. You knew that could be risky, but you played it safe. Met for coffee in a very public place. A little older than the men you usually dated, but that was okay. Good-looking without being handsome, tall and muscular, though not athletic. He felt safe. And not just interested in sex. You went out with him a few times, again, always somewhere public, until you’d felt you’d built up a rapport. You felt a definite connection when he looked into your eyes, something shared between the two of you. So, when he’d eventually invited you back to his place one night after dinner, you’d accepted. Knowing full well what would probably happen … or so you thought. Maybe you should have paid more attention to the titles in his DVD library. Crimes of Passion, Tokyo Decadence, I Spit on Your Grave, an old black & white movie called Peeping Tom. Maybe. But you didn’t… You had, as expected, had a few drinks, and ended up in his bed. He was slow and gentle with you, spent long minutes kissing and caressing your breasts, even going down on you for a delicious orgasm, before finally mounting you…

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I came up with this request after seeing a trailer for 28 WEEKS LATER and was reminded of the original zombie horror flick 28 Days Later.

!!!!!!!!!!!!WARNING SPOILERS FOR 28 DAYS LATER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BACKGROUND for the story

The movie takes place in the UK that is completely overrun with "The Infected" (people who are infected with a virus called RAGE, that basically turns people into fast moving, ultra violent zombies-like psychopathic creatures hellbent on killing the uninfected).

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Horror

A middle age milf is kidnapped, tortured, and raped until she becomes pregnant and then held for nine months. The little woman is strapped into a gynecological chair and has a speculum inserted into her anus spreading as wide as it can go. The baby is viciously torn out of the her womb via a nasty C-section. The screaming newborn is impaled onto the sadist’s erect prick anally and then rammed into the woman’s dilated anus. Her screams echo throughout the chamber, and she let’s out a torrent of bloody fecal matter all over her newborn cum living flesh dildo. The sadist pulls the baby butt plug out of her anus and rubs the tiny body all over her lips and face. Feces, blood, and pain cause the little woman to vomit and the process of vaginal and anal violation continues some more. Finally, the sadist pulls out a knife and severs the baby’s head as he climaxes into her little body with the fountain of arterial blood spurting onto the now dead nude middle age woman’s violated body.

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