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Further ordeals of Alisa Foxen

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Thank you for the response. too bad I have some nice pictures to share but we must be patient. Are you and adminstrator by any chance?.
We'll get to see them when the site accepts pictures again. ;)
 
About making your own devices; I am exactly the same way. Unrealistic inventions and other bizarre variations on torture- like women offering themselves to be impaled and cooked alive-leave me cold. If it doesn't feel or look real it's a fantasy without grounding in reality and therefore a fairy tale of no weight.
I don't know. I mean, I like to keep some realism in my stories, but I also stretch possibilities quite far, especially when it comes to cervix penetrations and insertions. And yes, I write that it hurts a lot. not because that is more realisitic, but I get off on pain of the victim. On the other hand I can quite imagine people fantasizing about enjoying torture. Don't forget, we are on a site that enjoys fantasizing about crucifixion, one of the most terrible methods of execution and yet to many, including myself, a very sexy form of display. Fantasy can be about anything. Even about enjoying something that is most horrible in reality. Fantasy is not real by definition. So fantasy that's not realistic is hardly a problem in my opinion.
 
I don't know. I mean, I like to keep some realism in my stories, but I also stretch possibilities quite far, especially when it comes to cervix penetrations and insertions. And yes, I write that it hurts a lot. not because that is more realisitic, but I get off on pain of the victim. On the other hand I can quite imagine people fantasizing about enjoying torture. Don't forget, we are on a site that enjoys fantasizing about crucifixion, one of the most terrible methods of execution and yet to many, including myself, a very sexy form of display. Fantasy can be about anything. Even about enjoying something that is most horrible in reality. Fantasy is not real by definition. So fantasy that's not realistic is hardly a problem in my opinion.
You are accurate that fantasy that is not realistic is simply fantasy and we are on a site that offers the whole spectrum of fantasy possibility-it's a buffet! No disrespect to those who get off on what is different then my interests, I was simply stating my tastes. Your story has hit a sweet spot for me. You've taken care of my needs handily and diverted me from a large work load-HA. keep going, I'm hooked on your style. Additionally I wish I could convey so much action and nuance in my graphic work as you do in your writing, It would take me forever to tell the original Alisa ordeal story in comic pages and I would not be able to convey so much of her personality.
 
It would take me forever to tell the original Alisa ordeal story in comic pages and I would not be able to convey so much of her personality.
Maybe you could make some drawings of the most interesting scenes?
 
Maybe you could make some drawings of the most interesting scenes?
I really want to. I've collected so many reference images from the internet with the intention of using them. I am so stupid busy actually your story has been a great entertainment and diversion. I'm putting together something I call a medley of images from the latest victim in my story. Seems the poor girl went thru so many trials and tortures over time I wanted a way to reference all of them right up until the time of her grand finale. Not sure I'll do that kind of thing for the last 2 girls but I'm always experimenting with presentation.
 
Most interesting scenes in the first part. Her whipping, then the post finial design. The anal and vaginal impalments with neck and tit hanging ( along with assistance from the boys). The womb fuck, blow job. Wow, still not sure how she recovered from the piercing's used to pull her womb out but she's got one tough cunt. The one way glued valve installation.The needle process used to sperm up her tits and being forced to suck her own tits- awesome visual on that. Crucifiction. The placement of the ass finial post and her difficulties with it. The tit refills on the cross along with the valve cooler set up. The ass to clit zapper egg. The gang fucking on the cross. Her sheer exhaustion from orgasm's and crucifiction. The tit cattle prod zapping and then tit caning- boner worhty. Finally the huge womb expansion pain and tit piercing. Bitch should have died as her womb ripped open around the ninth month look...Haha! You know how I like my alternative history but truth is your doing such a good job on the follow up ordeal I'm sold again. Back to work for a couple hours!
 
Most interesting scenes in the first part. Her whipping, then the post finial design. The anal and vaginal impalments with neck and tit hanging ( along with assistance from the boys). The womb fuck, blow job. Wow, still not sure how she recovered from the piercing's used to pull her womb out but she's got one tough cunt. The one way glued valve installation.The needle process used to sperm up her tits and being forced to suck her own tits- awesome visual on that. Crucifiction. The placement of the ass finial post and her difficulties with it. The tit refills on the cross along with the valve cooler set up. The ass to clit zapper egg. The gang fucking on the cross. Her sheer exhaustion from orgasm's and crucifiction. The tit cattle prod zapping and then tit caning- boner worhty. Finally the huge womb expansion pain and tit piercing. Bitch should have died as her womb ripped open around the ninth month look...Haha! You know how I like my alternative history but truth is your doing such a good job on the follow up ordeal I'm sold again. Back to work for a couple hours!
If you sum it up like that, it's quite a lot. And I would love illustrations of all those scenes. Maybe one day there will be. No hurry whatsoever.
 

Chapter 18: On display​

They took Alisa to the common room, not to her cell. The guards made her take off her shirt but she could keep her trousers on, so nobody could see the trainer belt she was wearing. When they wanted to cuff her topless to the wall, she started resisting and fighting, fearing they were going to whip and rape her. Even though it was still morning, some of the male prisoners were already present and they showed great interest. Alisa fought hard and desperate but of course she was no match for the burly guards and they subdued her quickly. They pushed her with her back against the wall and cuffed her wrists, spreading her arms sideways and tying the cuffs with chains to the rings. It reminded her to being crucified and she felt sick. As she panted and struggled with her cuffs, she realized her breasts were in full view and she noticed it drew the attention of the males in the room. But other than this display, the guards did nothing. They stood on watch next to her.

The men asked if she was going to be flogged, but the guards said nothing. Then they asked if they could fuck her, but the guards said no. They also asked if they could see her pussy, which was also denied. The guards simply stood watch, keeping the male prisoners at a distance, while also watching the time on their watches.

The girls started to be brought in from their cells. At first the twins, who gasped and cried out, hugging themselves while sitting down, looking at Alisa and waiting anxiously what was going to happen. Andrea came in and though she saw Alisa, she didn’t seem to respond and simply sat down, folding her arms and looking angry, as usual. Charlotte was more compassionate and even tried to go to Alisa, but she was told to sit down. Finally Carolina came in, looking small and despondent, visibly shivering when she spotted Alisa against the wall.

Alisa saw more men coming in as well and suddenly she spotted Mahdi. She started to curse him from afar, calling him a motherfucker and an asshole. Everybody was surprised at her outburst. Mahdi responded by laughing and playing completely innocent. The guards stopped her cries of outrage by putting a gag in her mouth, a rubber ball with a strap behind her head. She kept making angry muffled sounds, saliva dripping down her chin, but suddenly she froze. She closed her eyes and moaned.

The guards took that as a signal to start and one of them stepped in front of Alisa with a flogger. It was a simple flogger with leather straps. He struck her breasts with it, causing Alisa to wail and jerk against her bonds. But at the same time her hips started to gyrate and tilt. A second time she got hit on her breasts and the movements of her hips got more intense.

“Look, she is coming already,” said Mahdi cruelly and Alisa gave a muffled cry in frustration. She was suffering most intensely from the device in her vagina and womb, invisible and unknown to all present, but it appeared from her increasing squirming and intense pelvis movements that she was immensely aroused by the breast whipping she endured. At some point her hips started to jerk violently and she uttered muffled grunts and cries. She was no longer even sensing how her breasts got whipped, so intense was the pain in her genital area as her clitoris was shocked merciless. The cycle then went inward again while Alisa kept jerking and squirming with her hips, trying in vain to dislodge the torture device inside her. And finally it all stopped and she fell limp, hanging from her tied arms and panting heavily.

She had noticed how the program had not followed the same pattern. This time the cervix penetration had been at the start not at the finish. Apparently the program had a random element in it, which made her feel even more horrified as she could not prepare herself for what was coming. Everybody in the room seemed to believe Alisa had multiple orgasms from being whipped. The guards didn’t make anyone wiser. And Alisa could not speak out as she was gagged.

The twins were called forward and when they didn’t dare, the guards simply fetched them and pulled them by the arms until they were right in front of Alisa. One of the guards held out a bottle of massage oil, telling the girls to hold out their hands. After receiving the oil they were told to rub and lubricate Alisa’s tits. Alisa watched them approach, still trembling from the ordeal she just had been through. She groaned a little when the girls put their oiled hands on her aching breasts. They started to massage her flesh, with much hesitation and hardly daring to touch her.

“I can’t imagine how you can come while suffering like that,” whispered Kajsa.

“Did it not hurt?” asked Annika in the same whispering tone.

Alisa gave a muffled grunt, shaking her head as she was baffled at how gullible these girls were. Had they really not recognized her pain and suffering? She then groaned as the girls kept rubbing her breasts with more determination.

“We’ll help,” said Kajsa firmly and she started to rub her thumb over Alisa’s nipple. That actually felt very good and Alisa squirmed a little, uttering a soft groan. Annika now also joined in and started flicking her other nipple. Alisa felt her pussy responding and with a twitch she suddenly felt a strong leaking sensation. The torturing plug had been stimulating her flesh so hard, she was extremely lubricated with natural juices and with the nipple caressing that liquid suddenly broke free from behind the strap that covered her vulva. She felt it running between her legs and undoubtedly her trousers would soon show wet marks. In fact, Annika already noticed and she stepped back with a gasp, saying softly “Are you pissing yourself?”

Alisa groaned and squirmed.

The twins were sent back to their seats and the guard positioned himself in front of Alisa again while holding the flogger. Another half hour was past and she knew the torture device inside her would soon resume its program. She whimpered and cringed while waiting for it to happen. The guard didn’t wait for it and already started whipping her tits, making her wail and writhe in agony. The leather straps bit most viciously in her sensitive nipples and the man knew how to hit her and cause the maximum pain.

Suddenly she felt a sharp sting in her uterus as the program started running again. With a muffled scream she cringed and shook with her body. She also noticed clearly how the extension started at the same time as her contractions, which caused an ultimate and most painful torture for her womb. As her inner organ spasmed painfully, the dildo head started pushing into her cervix, opening her tight entrance to her womb. It really felt like giving birth, or so she imagined. She gave muffled cries of horror, writhed with her entire body and at the same time the whipping of her tits continued. Her whole body felt like an orgy of pain.

While the head of the dildo was stuck inside her cervix, it took over from the ball inside her uterus and it started shocking her cervix, tightening it painfully around the intruder. Alisa almost fainted, but as the electricity started to run down inside her vagina, the pain shifted and kept her awake. The pain in her urethra now also started and she started to jerk with her hips, as if fucking the air. And when the electricity started to torture her clitoris, she jerked with her whole body, as if suffering from terrible orgasmic convulsions. It seemed to go on forever. The program was giving her clitoris stimulation way more attention, like before. It felt extremely horrible, almost as if her clitoris was being burned away. With a sigh of relief she felt the electricity going back inside, making the walls of her vagina cramp up in ripples, moving further up until it once more started to make her cervix squeeze shut around the dildo head. Then her womb started spasming again, causing her body to convulse. At the same time the head of the dildo started to drag itself out of her closed cervix, which also ached like hell.

Alisa hung limp from her cuff when the cycle was done. She was sweating profusely, loose strands of hair hanging from her wet face. Saliva was dripping down her chin and onto her quivering breasts. Tears were wetting her face further. Her body was quivering and shaking, her knees buckling and her legs were not able to make her stand and carry her weight. How was she going to survive this, she wondered in despair. She felt awful and already completely spent.

Charlotte got called forward. Her hands were still in bandages so she could not really rub Alisa’s tits, but she was instead instructed to use her mouth on the poor woman’s nipples. Charlotte didn’t mind and placed her mouth over Alisa’s left nipple, using her tongue to lick and flick it until it became hard. She then also did her other nipple, until Alisa groaned softly. This was very pleasurable and sweet and welcome in all the hardship she was enduring. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the break she was getting, sensing how her body slowly started to relax. It was pleasant to discover not everything in her life was painful and not everybody was out to harm her. But she wondered, where the hell did it go so wrong? What did she do to deserve such a change in her life? If only she had quit school early, married that boy that was so crazy about her. She should had six children by now. She’d be living back home in some suburb now, reasonably happy and far safer than she was right now.

When Charlotte was pulled away from her, her daydream was also shattering. With a gasp and a cry she felt her even more sensitive breasts being hit by the flogger. At the same time she felt a pain cramping in her abdomen and she felt the dildo clicking, elongating, starting to penetrate her cervix again. Another change in the program. She grunted while she tried to cope with the rising pain. How the hell did anyone think it was a great idea to penetrate a cervix? Why wasn’t a womb considered sacred and for babies only? She gave a muffled wail in pure misery when the pain kept peaking higher and higher. The head of the dildo was going deeper this time, finding less resistance from her flesh. But it stopped just before going all the way through into her womb. Now the electricity started flowing through her body, starting in her womb again. With a scream she felt her contractions starting, first in her womb, then slowly moving down to her vagina, burning through her urethra and finally ending in a climactic torture of her clitoris. Everybody watched how she squirmed, jerked and writhed her body in bends and arcs, while giving muffled screams that most still interpreted as signs of orgasms. The men cheered and applauded, the women watched silently.

When the cycle had once more completed and Alisa was hanging from her cuffs against the wall, completely spent and panting in exhaustion, Andrea was put in front of her.

“If you think I am going to have my tits cut off because they think I am a lesbian, you are mistaken,” she said. Her hand raised up and she slapped Alisa hard on her already red and aching breasts. The guards chuckled and liked that, so they didn’t stop her at all. Andrea slapped Alisa a few more times, all to prove there was no love between them and that was obvious to anyone.

Andrea then stepped closer, taking Alisa’s chin in her hand and with her face close to hers, she hissed softly: “Keep doing what you are doing and pretty soon they will execute you. They’ll also kill the twins and that French bitch.”

Alisa grunted and tried to shake her head, tears streaming over her cheeks. Andrea saw that but her face showed no compassion, only disdain.

“Control yourself,” she spat at her. Alisa closed her eyes and wept.

When Andrea was done, Alisa was left hanging and for a while nothing happened. Then all the men were invited to stand in front of her and jerk off. They were allowed close enough for Alisa to smell them. They were allowed to touch her tits and most of them did, making Alisa feel like a piece of flesh. Alisa started squirming again when the next cycle started to torture her insides. Her writhing excited the men even more and some came violently. The men were ordered to shoot semen against her stomach or if they caught it in their hand, smear it on her tits. Some smeared it on her face. It took forever in Alisa’s perception, but finally it was done and Alisa was released from the wall and dragged half-conscious to her cell.

Back in her cell her true struggle began. Every thirty minutes the device was activated inside her and no matter how she tried to get rid of the belt around her body or disrupt the machine inside her, she could do nothing about it. Even when she splashed water against her lower body trying to short circuit the whole thing, nothing happened. The torture kept going all through the night, but early in the morning she had gotten so numb, it stopped causing her to squirm and scream. Instead she lay quivering on the bed, staring at the ceiling, dazed and confused. She fell into a haunted sleep, dreaming of Mahdi who was trying to torture her to death by fucking her womb.

“Why don’t you die?” he kept saying in her dream. “Why don’t you fucking die?” He sounded frustrated and Alisa laughed.
 
Nice set-up and display of the madness her belt causes her-and the pain. Still on the fence with the whole Mahdi thing and the girls but I'm in good hands. Decided to compile a visual collage of tortures my last girl suffered in the current comic I'm doing. Each torture highlighted by an image. It took 3 pages! Nice way to assemble of all her miseries and escalating descent into darkness. Let me know if your interested I can send them to you. I don't believe your really into end game torture but the earlier suffering is nasty sexy.
 

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Nice set-up and display of the madness her belt causes her-and the pain. Still on the fence with the whole Mahdi thing and the girls but I'm in good hands. Decided to compile a visual collage of tortures my last girl suffered in the current comic I'm doing. Each torture highlighted by an image. It took 3 pages! Nice way to assemble of all her miseries and escalating descent into darkness. Let me know if your interested I can send them to you. I don't believe your really into end game torture but the earlier suffering is nasty sexy.
I am certainly interested.
 
Do you want them here as attachments or sent to an email?
That depends on how public you want to make them. Although I don't think you can see my e-mail address and a profile post is still public.
 
This is the first of 3 pages. These are just snippets assembled in a collage like form. Each torture sometimes required an entire page of panels. The girl is "Bunny" and she is one of 4 "snuffmates" abducted and brought to an island where the business of torture, slavery and snuff shows runs with the funding of international crime,corporate and government syndicates. She is 18 BTW and the youngest of the 4 girls.
 

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That depends on how public you want to make them. Although I don't think you can see my e-mail address and a profile post is still public.
I don't really care if I post here but I was just concerned that the guro nature of the later panels would not be in keeping with the sites tone. This comic is afterall about fatal torture with copious amounts of forced sex and humilation. Posted one already.
 
I don't really care if I post here but I was just concerned that the guro nature of the later panels would not be in keeping with the sites tone. This comic is afterall about fatal torture with copious amounts of forced sex and humilation. Posted one already.
Don't you have your own thread here on the forum with your work? As for not in line with this forum, send them to me as a profile post then. Still public but not in this story thread of mine. ;)
 
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