Tell me some ideas of extraordinary tortures for girls.
Tell me some ideas of extraordinary tortures for girls
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mayonnaise on nipples and spray with fire
are you a basement dweller? if so just kiss them. that should be bad enough
Quads make it official
mayonnaise on mayonnaise nipples spray fire
7+ dildos in the pussy
look at my face for more than 3 seconds
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Keep them locked up in a room. No toilet seats, no blankets, keep the place super clean, hire maid to do her laundry while she attempts to sleep, have her watch the subway sandwich making video, and constantly talk about farts, poop, and vomit over an intercom
Tongue punch her fartbox
a date with your average Sup Forumstard, no woman should go through such pain
I want to beat the shit out of a chick now..
Thanks dudes.
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A naked walk through a crowded street with hands cuffed behind back
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what if,what if,,,what if,
Don't listen
first, the victim, got to be a real young 18 year old model, preferably with nothing by a nice looking body+face
keep the bitch in an isolated locked room, with only a tv for entertainment. constantly feed the victim mcdonalds for months and months, no healthy shit, no human contact. This would make her fat, unhealthy and mentally scarred. Once this is the case release her into the wild. The torture, well 'maiming', is basically to take away her youth, beauty and health.
having to go on a date with you
I want to take some chick that is a little heavy, and lock her in some hotel style room where she has everything except for food. Then when I want a blow job I'll put one of those things on her face where they can't bite your cock, and then only feed her my cum, which she'll be dying for because she's so hungry. Of course I'll also fuck her. I'll get her down to a bmi of like 17. I'd do some research before doing it, maybe have to IV some small amounts of food and nutrients, but very very low calories.
you can also marry her
lowering her credit score
Hair iron into vagina, turn it on. Leave it in for a good 30 minutes.
Once her pussy is thoroughly scorched, insert this to tear off the hardened pieces of burnt skin.
Finally, give her an enema of 100% lemon juice mixed with salt.
i would rather not
Just drop your blonde girl in the middle of a Muslim square and film.
What does that do? Burn her asshole?
You got some good shit man, you think of this often?
All the time.
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Get her addicted to morphine then cold turkey
Why do you think that is?
Because torturing women is fun.
So wait, how exactly do you clean up from this sort of shit? Like, just exactly how difficult is it to remove all of those tacks from her pussy? And for that matter, how much damage did they cause to the inside of her cunt by ramming the dildo in there?
I'm after a concoction of off the shelf drugs to give her through hot drinks. So I can see her raped and beaten..any advice
i hope theyre magnetic lol
Being stuck in a relationship with you.
You just pull them out with long tweezers, done it before. It hurts them a LOT, but it heals in a day or two, they barely break the skin unless you fuck them hard with a dildo.
a night on the couch
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Mismatched shoes.
Fuck's sake, Ben.
delete their facebook accounts and take away their phones.
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shred credit cards
small room, arms tied behind, naked,
two metal plates on wall and metal dildo under them
If she want to eat or dring she must mount herself to the dildo and press the metal plates using her boobs.
she got electrocuted
Why does those ass cheaks look small? Mods?
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Procreation
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habanero in the pussy
What happened to google?
Give her the best boob job.
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Tied to chair, bring male dog in, done.
Done it myself
I like you user.
You seriously did this? Explain? what was her reaction?
ever browse those "let's play a game" threads, where people just list list tortures, and others post webms of it happening to girls?
Sounds interesting
She went absolutely insane when she heard him growl right behind her hips and shouted at me asking wtf was happening. I came out and told her straight away and she didnt say a word, until he licked her asshole
lol bullshit
It's mostly on /gif/. I haven't seen any on Sup Forums in months.
Actually, this was from one of those threads:
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mine love tie her and make her take big dildos also piss on her when we are in the shower
she cum so fast when i fuck her after
Nice, will look for them. Thanks!
this is just called "being american"
omg, i am in love, who dis?
I found one in an archive:
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You're my hero
i had similar story when was 17
do i never tie her or anything
basically we weed beers and fucked home alone all night she was sitting on the couch nude legs close to the chest so pussy was all exposed and my dog just went for a sniff we laugh and shit i told her let him lick it so she did and started to enjoy it we laugh and shit told her to stand on the couch doggy to see what will happen she did he try to go for it but she was dogging it and laugh but at some point give in
after that we did it every time we had a chance
I know like 4 girls who would love a life like this and live it instead of going to college
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Im gay
serious question: if you pay for a whore can you beat her up instead of fucking her? I get alot of fucking but I never get a chance of punching another human, a hooker would come close to that
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that is nothing. check these
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>make it impossible for them to write they're female
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Later, predictably, she’s tied to the floor, naked, on her back, both feet, both hands, tied to makeshift posts that are connected to boards which are weighted down with metal. The hands are shot full of nails and her legs are spread as wide as possible. A pillow props her ass up and cheese, Brie, has been smeared across her open cunt, some of it even pushed up into the vaginal cavity. She’s barely gained consciousness and when she sees me, standing over her, naked, I can imagine that my virtual absence of humanity fills her with mind-bending horror. I’ve situated the body in front of the new Toshiba television set and in the VCR is an old tape and appearing on the screen is the last girl I filmed. I’m wearing a Joseph Abboud suit, a tie by Paul Stuart, shoes by J. Crew, a vest by someone Italian and I’m kneeling on the floor beside a corpse, eating the girl’s brain, gobbling it down, spreading Grey Poupon over hunks of the pink, fleshy meat.
“Can you see?” I ask the girl not on the television set. “Can you see this? Are you watching?” I whisper.
I try using the power drill on her, forcing it into her mouth, but she’s conscious enough, has strength, to close her teeth, clamping them down, and even though the drill goes through the teeth quickly, it fails to interest me and so I hold her head up, blood dribbling from her mouth, and make her watch the rest of the tape and while she’s looking at the girl on the screen bleed from almost every possible orifice, I’m hoping she realizes that this would have happened to her no matter what. That she would have ended up lying here, on the floor in my apartment, hands nailed to posts, cheese and broken glass pushed up into her cunt, her head cracked and bleeding purple, no matter what other choice she might have made; that if she had gone to Nell’s or Indochine or Mars or Au Bar instead of M.K., if she had simply not taken the cab with me to the Upper West Side, that this all would have happened anyway. I would have found her. This is the way the earth works. I decide not to bother with the camera tonight.
I’m trying to ease one of the hollow plastic tubes from the dismantled Habitrail system up into her vagina, forcing the vaginal lips around one end of it, and even with most of it greased with olive oil, it’s not fitting in properly. During this, the jukebox plays Frankie Valli singing “The Worst That Could Happen” and I’m grimly lip-syncing to it, while pushing the Habitrail tube up into this bitch’s cunt. I finally have to resort to pouring acid around the outside of the pussy so that the flesh can give way to the greased end of the Habitrail and soon enough it slides in, easily. “I hope this hurts you,” I say.
The rat hurls itself against the glass cage as I move it from the kitchen into the living room. It refused to eat what was left of the other rat I had bought it to play with last week, that now lies dead, rotting in a corner of the cage. (For the last five days I’ve purposefully starved it.) I set the glass cage down next to the girl and maybe because of the scent of the cheese the rat seems to go insane, first running in circles, mewling, then trying to heave its body, weak with hunger, over the side of the cage. The rat doesn’t need any prodding and the bent coat hanger I was going to use remains untouched by my side and with the girl still conscious, the thing moves effortlessly on newfound energy, racing up the tube until half of its body disappears, and then after a minute—its rat body shaking while it feeds—all of it vanishes, except for the tail, and I yank the Habitrail tube out of the girl, trapping the rodent. Soon even the tail disappears. The noises the girl is making are, for the most part, incomprehensible.
I can already tell that it’s going to be a characteristically useless, senseless death, but then I’m used to the horror. It seems distilled, even now it fails to upset or bother me. I’m not mourning, and to prove it to myself, after a minute or two of watching the rat move under her lower belly, making sure the girl is still conscious, shaking her head in pain, her eyes wide with terror and confusion, I use a chain saw and in a matter of seconds cut the girl in two with it. The whirring teeth go through skin and muscle and sinew and bone so fast that she stays alive long enough to watch me pull her legs away from her body—her actual thighs, what’s left of her mutilated vagina—and hold them up in front of me, spouting blood, like trophies almost. Her eyes stay open for a minute, desperate and unfocused, then close, and finally, before she dies, I force a knife uselessly up her nose until it slides out of the flesh on her forehead, and then I hack the bone off her chin. She has only half a mouth left and I fuck it once, then twice, three times in all. Not caring whether she’s still breathing or not I gouge her eyes out, finally using my fingers. The rat emerges headfirst—somehow it turned itself around inside the cavity—and it’s stained with purple blood (I also notice where the chain saw took off about half of its tail) and I feed it extra Brie until I feel I have to stomp it to death, which I do. Later the girl’s femur and left jawbone lie in the oven, baking, and tufts of pubic hair fill a Steuben crystal ashtray, and when I light them they burn very quickly.
Lots of good ideas from this book
Couldn't she just stand up?
place her inside a perfectly round room
tell her to broom the corners
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