Slutty pussies get their due

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Slut Races 3

The porn star Spicy Salsa never expected her workout themed shoot to turn into a living nightmare that it did!

Even though she had been trained in the basement, the real race was nothing like she expected. As if the electrified clamps ripping and cooking her pussy weren't enough, her "instructor" kept coaxing her to paddle faster with a cattle prod. She cursed herself for wearing the tight shorts that she did, for the instructor had simply cut a slit in it to pull out her pussy. Her thick glutes pressed the sharp threads of her shorts, essentially causing it to cut her tender flesh.

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Native Fury

These are inspired by an image from the Native series by Arcimboldo given below.

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Slut Prison

Caught violating the chastity laws, the three porn stars find themselves attached to the prison bars with powerful vibrators embedded deep in their loins. As much as their habits made them squirm to a good jostling, they found themselves ripping their own shapely derrieres with even the slightest movement. Will they survive the night?

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Slut Prison

Caught violating the chastity laws, the three porn stars find themselves attached to the prison bars with powerful vibrators embedded deep in their loins. As much as their habits made them squirm to a good jostling, they found themselves ripping their own shapely derrieres with even the slightest movement. Will they survive the night?

They easily survive the night. They've been penetrated by so many things that prison bar wedgies won't phase em. For porn star whores more harsh measures ..... ....

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Test

Tincture of Lumina was the Order's secret weapon in their war against sin. The molecule reacted sharply with compounds found only in the loins of corrupted nymphs and revealed the demons residing in their womanhoods in their horrific entirety. The subjects experienced intense agony and rapturous climaxes, often simultaneously.

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Nailed

Jack used to believe in loyalty, in the sanctity of vows and quiet evenings by the fire. That was before Danielle. The spirited exotic dancer showed him a side of life he never thought possible. He felt alive being around her.

She’d invited him to a beach house just outside Malibu. A getaway, she said. They made love that night. Slow, almost tender. And just when he thought—maybe she loves me—the door burst open. Three of her co-stars stormed in, laughing, phones flashing. One of them shouted, “Say cheese, lover boy!” Another snorted, “Can’t believe she kept this one around.” Danielle didn’t even look surprised. She laughed too. Not nervously. Genuinely.

She didn’t even apologize. Just said, “You weren’t enough.” Jack grabbed the sheet, shame burning through him like acid. Their laughter chased him out of the house, into the night, into the storm that would become the rest of his life.

Those words carved themselves into his ribs.

The bitterness curdled in him slowly. At first, he tried therapy. Then whisky. Then silence. But over time, the pain began whispering to him—not in Danielle’s voice, but in the voice of something older, colder. It told him women like her never stop. That they played hearts like pianos and left the broken keys behind.

It was at that moment he became The Ripper. He will weed out the vile creatures and make sure they can't hurt anyone again. He started with Danielle. Inviting her to a mock shoot which she gladly accepted. He wore a mask as part of the act so that she didn't recognize him. He let her show her true self over and over again as the vibrator extracted one climax after another. "NAIL ME!" she screamed! "NAIL ME LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW". "Alright" said Jack.

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Altar of Sin

On the Altar of Sin, even the most egregiously sinful wenches confessed their crimes. The wand had a way like that. Capable of injecting, heating and electrocuting, the truth stick as it was known by the inquisitors that used them had a 100% record. Its newest victim, the porn starlet Monique felt her clit light up, in ways she never though possible. Unbelievable pleasure and torment tore her mind and laid bare her true self for all to see.

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Implant

3 devices, surgically implanted into Cindy's most delicate nerve bundles by the Doc now controlled everything she felt. The devices learned her body, better than she ever thought possible. They could trigger any combination of sensations at the press of a button. The first test of the devices made her feel like red-hot knives were slowly cutting into her, even as her womanhood issued a string of climaxes.

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Implant 2

The Doc solved the motivation problem in his subject using the clever implants he placed in his subjects erogenous zones. And, Misty was his first test subject. She willingly works an exercise machine with a dildo wrapped in low grit sand paper even as the implant uses her own body's energy to boil away the juices her womanhood issued. She could feel her inner flesh getting ground up, but was powerless to the implant's diktats.

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Implant 3

The Doc came up with a variety of exercises to cure his subjects using the implants he perfected. The former strip star, Cherry is made to carry a rough stick in her mouth and is made to pleasure herself with it. Any protests are quickly met with powerful shocks and painful sensations, making her ordeal seem the lesser of the two predicaments.