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	<title>8796</title>
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			Please, make more stories to this.<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8795</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/8711.html#8795</link>
	
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			If, for whatever reason, you are having trouble writing more crucifixion scenes, you could consider having the new movie being about medieval torture.  You could have three young girls going through three horrible tortures all at the same time and see who can last the longest.  Elise could be promised that they&#039;ll never torture her again if she beats the other two girls.<br /><br />Just ideas.  Awesome story, btw.<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8794</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/8740.html#8794</link>
	
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			Thats the problem. I am not sure were to go. I write a bit then suffer a few days of writers block. Anyway I am hoping to get a little more feedback on how my writing is before I write another part.<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8793</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/6784.html#8793</link>
	
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			really lyking it so far thx<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8792</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/8792.html</link>
	
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			This is so weird! Alright- imagine you&#039;re my cute little maid with milky titties and a round ass, you wear your humiliating maid uniform and timidly waltz around my house, bending over to dust and clean while I admire your barely clothed body from across the room, sipping coffee. Good girl!<br /><br />Not today though, today you&#039;ve been a bad girl and you deserve some serious, prolonged discipline. Come over here baby and kneel for me, curl your hands like paws and stick your tongue out. There we go, I&#039;m petting your hair now while you wriggle your mini-skirted butt for me, I enjoy watching your lithe body move.<br /><br />Listen up, sweet little thing. See this fat, rubber dildo protruding from the wall near your mouth? Wrap your lips around the head while I leash you to the base, you&#039;ll be unable to pull your mouth off the phallus when I&#039;ve got you secured. There we go, good girl, I know it&#039;s thick and your jaws hurt. God you&#039;re so cute when you look up at me like that, mouth filled up!<br /><br />Here&#039;s how this will work. Bite down on the base- with pressure- for two minutes, and your leash will release you. While you bite the base, this dick will completely block your airway and you&#039;ll suffocate, see your predicament? You&#039;re stuck here until you free yourself or you starve to death, the penis will periodically squirt creamy semen down your throat for hydration. Swallow or suffer thirst, your choice.<br /><br />Meanwhile I&#039;ll admire the view whenever I pass by my kneeling little pet, see how her ass appears under the frilly hem of her silly skirt! You can&#039;t pull your head off the phallus until you pass my test, but keep trying baby girl. We lost my last maid this way, poor girl suffocated and I found her dead, slumping against the wall and blue-faced. Barely seventeen, she was. Teeth caught in the rubber near the bass, her mouth was too small and she couldn&#039;t free herself. <br /><br />Come to think of it, no maid has survived this test before. But I believe in you baby girl. When you&#039;re ready, just plunge your head down on the dildo and bite down as long as you can. Two minutes. Can you hold your breath that long? We&#039;ll find out huh...<br /><br />Time for the Pussy Tube, so you can piss yourself without any worries! Hold still my pet, while I unwind this thing from the wall. Consider this like a socket plug, only instead of the wall we plug into your wet little muffin. Hold still... god you&#039;re tight! ...There we go, gotta slide this anchor vibe hilt-deep into your vagina, so the knob nestles on your clitoris. I&#039;ll fasten the labial and clitoral clamps, holding the urethra tube secure, and you&#039;ll be set! <br /><br />No food, so you won&#039;t poop. We&#039;ll leave you kneeling hear as long as you like, pissing and cumming and straining around the dildo, jaws aching from gaping so wide. Twelve inches of semi-rigid rubber, filling your mouth and defying your sanity.<br /><br />Oh, one final thing ok? Plant your palms together on the ground, straight down. Yeah yeah, perfect! Squish your titties with your elbows, lock your arms straight and rest your weight on your wrists. Good girl, you look adorable like this- arching your back and squishing those udders! Wait a moment while I fasten your wrists and Presto! Bondage complete, take your time baby girl, try to stay calm and relax your jaws, you&#039;ll be here a while.<br /><br />I&#039;m heading off to work, enjoy your day my sweet submissive! Oh my, you&#039;re already so wet and your little asshole just winked at me! How adorable sweety, hopefully you won&#039;t die while I&#039;m gone. Keep trying, two minutes is very doable.<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8791</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/4112.html#8791</link>
	
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			Agreeing with Mr. #26 here.<br /><br />Also, I&#039;d love to see the concocted sequel to this.<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8790</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/4112.html#8790</link>
	
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			I&#039;d rather Kari, Yolei, and Mimi consent to being cooked alive and eaten- hard core masochism makes these stories more arousing, no? Stuff the girls by shoving handfuls of stuffing into the cunts and assholes, and then packing it in with penises or dildoes- RAPING them- for more spice.<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8789</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/8740.html#8789</link>
	
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			If you know where you&#039;re going with Cassie, why not show us a bit more to get us more invested in her predicament?<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8788</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/7312.html#8788</link>
	
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			(Just an update, I do have plenty more written, but I don&#039;t expect to be able to update this for about a week due to school concerns.)<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8787</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/8740.html#8787</link>
	
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			Cassie rolled in bed, wondering if everything was just a bad dream. She sat up and felt the bump on the back of her head. It wasn&#039;t. She hugged her self, it was freezing in here. Where ever she was it was pitch black. She pulled the blanket over her. There was a sliver of light coming from the wall on the other side of the room. She got up, hesitating when her bare feet touched the cold floor. She put a hand against the wall, full of grooves and lumps, clearly stone. She moved slowly towards the light, her fingers following the grooves in the wall. <br /><br />They stopped abruptly when she reached the light. It was smooth and cold, colder then the floor. She felt around and found a handle and pulled. Locked. She sighed and shivered again. She crawled back to the bed and curled up to try and stay warm. She did not know how long she has been here. Her family are probably worried sick.<br /><br />--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--<br /><br />Alison felt sick. She knew something was wrong.<br /><br />She was walking down the main trail, the one Cassie was last seen on. Looking for her. A tall man had been walking toward her, she did not think anything of it. He walked past her and she was about to turn around to see if he knew anything, Then she suddenly could not breath. She kicked and struggled but her conscious failed her and everything when black.<br /><br />She felt like she was about to vomit. Her eyes opened and her head stirred as her vision returned. She was upside down. Her blond hair dangling from her head. She gently turned her head and could see she was spread out like an X. Tied to a giant wooden wheel. She was not sure how long she could stay like this before she threw up. There where footsteps as a man appeared out of the shadows with a little smile. The same man who was on the trail that morning.<br />&quot;Good your awake.&quot;<br />&quot;Where the fuck am I?&quot; Alison demand. &quot;Let me go you perverted fuck!&quot;<br />He let out an angry sigh. &quot;Hush.&quot;<br />Alison continued to yell and shout empty threats as the man walked over to a side table, covered with tools and instruments she could not identify. He grabbed a small red gag. Alison went quiet.<br />&quot;Oh god no, please-&quot;<br />The man grabbed the side of the wheel and gave it a spin. Alison screamed as her sickness returned. He stopped her when she was right side up. He held the gag to her and she spat in his face. He stuffed it in her mouth. He wiped the spit off on a towel from the end table. She began to droll uncontrollably around it. He began to spin her again and again.<br /><br />Alison could not count how many times she wen around. She was more focused on keeping her lunch. Even when he stopped the room still spun. He stepped back and started to look through the table. The room stopped spinning and she let out a moan of misery. He walked back over to her with a pair of scissors. Fear filled her eyes. He started at the bottom of her shirt, cutting her shirt off. Then her bra, exposing her larger, soft breasts. He then cut off her pants, leaving her in nothing more then her panties. White with pink and purple hearts.<br /><br />He grabbed her right tit as Alison&#039;s cheeks turned red in embarrassment. She closed her eyes. He began to to play and fondle her small, pink nipples tell the stuck from her breast. She was getting turned on. He pulled a clothespin from a cup on the end table and placed it on her sensitive nipple. It bit painfully into her areola. She moaned and squirmed as he applied a pin to her other nipple. She squirmed and moaned behind the gag. He stepped back and laughed. He gabbed the side of the wheel and gave it a good push. She screamed as she began to spin again. <br /><br />He spun her tell he got board. He grabbed her panties and pulled them painfully into her pussy. He took a small vibrator from the table, the same one he used on the dark haired girl earlier, then dropped it into her panties. He let go of Alison&#039;s panties and they snapped against her. She let out a small gasp of pain. He fumbled with the box tell the vibrator hummed. Her breath caught in her throat. Alison could not help it. She let out a moan as the pleasure combined with the pain in her nipples. He gave turned the wheel tell she was upside down.<br />&quot;Now I am going to take the gag off and your going to be a good girl. Got it?&quot; He undid the gag and it fell to the floor with a light klink.<br />&quot;You sick fucking fuck fucker!&quot;<br />Alison continued to scream and shout tell he took a cup from the table, full of clothespins.<br />&quot;Want some more pins?&quot;<br />She shook her head &quot;No please.&quot;<br />&quot;Then shut up and do as you are told.&quot;<br />He turned the vibrator up a notch. Her breath was hot and hard. He unzipped his pants, pulling out his huge hard on. It was bigger then anything Alison has seen or taken. She was about to yell again, but the cup caught her eye and she remained silent.<br />&quot;Open up&quot;<br />She shook her head. He reached for the cup.<br />&quot;No, no, no please-&quot; She was cut off by a sudden gahk as he stuffed the tip of his cock into her mouth. <br />&quot;Don&#039;t bite.&quot;<br />He began to oral fuck her. Holding her head. Slowly forcing deeper into her. She gagged. He pulled out and let her cough and spit.<br />&quot;Please -cough- not so deep&quot;<br />He stuffed back into her. Stopping and letting her take sort, quick breaths through her nose. He was getting close to release. This girl has defiantly sucked a cock or two in her day. He started to trust harder. He pulled out and quickly released allover her face. The last thing he was going to do was try to maker her swallow upside down. <br />&quot;Aaahhhh, yes. Thats a good mouth you have there&quot;<br />Alison coughed and spat. Cum sliding down her face. He pulled the pins offer nipples and she let out a small scream. He spun her right side up and then went to her panties. There was a cute little dark spot. He pulled them down to see small stands of juice sticking from her pussy and her panties. He laughed. <br />&quot;I will be back later&quot; He walked off with that same little smile.<br /><br />--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--<br />Sorry it took so long to get this part out. I am looking for some feed back and criticism before I continue.<br />Also should I keep writing with Alison or go back to Cassie? Or a new character?<br />--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8786</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/8767.html#8786</link>
	
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			...and she dies of suffocation. :\<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8785</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/4112.html#8785</link>
	
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			I&#039;d be interested actually.<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8784</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/8765.html#8784</link>
	
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			I like it!<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8783</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/8747.html#8783</link>
	
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			Not good...going too far in eternal torment really puts me off. It&#039;s death, and that&#039;s it. I mean, even I have standards.<br /><br />
	
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	<title>8782</title>
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			http://gurochan.net/lit/res/8767.html#8782</link>
	
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			This is from bizzarro planet prime. Just what the hell happened?<br /><br />
	
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