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<\/>........................................................................</\>
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</\>..............................Evil Bondage.............................<\/>
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<\/>....................Phucks Phrom The Third Dimension..................</\>
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</\>................................(@) 1987.............................<\/>
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<\/>....................................................................</\>
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</\>........................Written By: The Occultist..................<\/>
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<\/>..................................................................</\>
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"All is ready, Master." said my assistant, handing me my dark robe and
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rubber devil's mask.
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"Thank you. I will enter now." I responded.
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The room was dark, lit only by a small black lightbulb in one corner. I
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could see a table in the center, upon which was strapped a nubile lass, naked
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but for the leather gag in her mouth.
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From under my robe I pulled a large cat-o-nine-tails. I began to stroke
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it fondly, as I spoke, "We have captured you from your evil extistence. You will
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now submit to us. I am in charge of breaking you in, and you shall call me
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Master."
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With this I walked to the table and removed her gag.
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"Now, my lovely, will you renounce yourself as a sinner in the eyes of
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the modem god, who you so falsely deny as fantasy?"
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"Never," spat she, "for I worship the corporate god of Sprint!"
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"Then feel the wrath of a phreak scorned!" said I, raising the whip.
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With cruel abandon I brought the whip down onto the flesh of her
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breasts. She screamed as the shards of glass in it tore through her skin,
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releasing scattered drops of blood. Again I brought it onto her breasts,
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whipping them again and again, until they were thoroughly oozing the red fluid.
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"Bitch!" I screamed, as I lay another stroke upon her stomach.
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"There is no repentance! I shall have my way with you!"
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Undoing the straps on her ankles, I twisted her body over, so her naked
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ass was facing me, and again fastened the straps.
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I watched the pale globes of her ass squirm in the dim light, sweat
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dripping from the crevice between her legs. I reached out, feeling her firm
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bottom, slapping the cheeks for good measure, before raising te whip again. The
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lash rang upon her, making her scream in agony as her ass yielded under the
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blows. Her buns turned a dark shade of red, welts raising on them. I dropped the
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whip then, wanting to continue on my own.
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Climbing upon the table, I undid the clasp of my robe, dropping it to
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the floor. My cock, a slight drop of sperm oozing from the tip, was poised over
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her ass. I reached down and spanked her, hard, until she was again screaming,
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then plunged my hard cock into her cunt. The tight walls of her virgin pussy
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gripped my cock as I rode up and down, again and again plunging brutally into
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her twat. Her body shook as I punched her ass with both fists, causing her to
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grip my penis even harder. I reached under her and fondled her bleeding tits,
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squeezing and pulling their maimed exterior, before applying two nipple clamps
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to her, firmly twisting them so as to make her scream in pain, even more blood
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coursing down her chest.
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I suddenly withdrew from her and stepped down from the table. From the
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wall I pulled two lengths of electrical cord, which I wound onto the nipple clamps.
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Walking to a switch on the wall, I giggled, thinking of all the shares of stock
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this scummy bitch had owned in various long-distance companies. The lever went
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down with a twist, and the lady on the table screamed, blue bolts of electricity
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charging through both tits.
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I walked back to the table and withdrew a large rubber double dong from a
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drawer. I smashed the dildo onto her back and ass, whipping her again and again
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with the two-pound monster. Then, with a shout of glee, I inserted the tool of
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pain and pleasure into her soaked pussy, now going through electrical convulsions.
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Her pussy lips barely opened for the dong, and I had to push it all the way in by
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brute force, making her twat bleed terribly in the process. When it was firmly
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lodged inside her, I went back to the switch and turned it to the off position.
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While still at the wall, I yanked the cords from her clamps, and put them
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back. Then I opened a small, hidden closet and produced a long, thick tire iron. I
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then strode back to the table.
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Her body was limp, and she unconscious. I untied all her bonds, while
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pushing the dildo further into her, until it was no longer visible at all.
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With a heave I lifted her body onto my shoulded, and took her to another
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corner of the room, where I strapped her neck into a guitione, her head hanging
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over a basket. I then lifted her ass to a presentable position in the air, and
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removed the nipple clamps.
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I reached for a hose and turned it on. Foul waste products spewed forth,
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directly into her face. She soon awoke, trying to spit bits and pieces of fesces
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from her mouth.
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"Well, well, my dear.. your scheme to stop all phreaking hasn't worked out
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so well, has it?" I said.
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She struggled to reply, but could not, as I had once again reapplied the gag.
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I then walked behind her, where I spread her ass and applied a bit of vaseline
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to the entrance. Grasping the tire iron firmly, I placed just the tip against her
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unloosened asshole. Muffled screams came from her mouth, her last moments being filled
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with thoughts of fear.
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I applied the two-pronged end of the iron to her, and pushed.
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Her ass ripped open on the sides, the sharp edges of the iron being too much
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for mortal flesh. Blood began pulsing from the wound, and bits of shit oozed from the
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sides of the hole. The tire iron was lodged about an inch inside her ass, and I pushed
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furher, ripping what was left of her ass wide open.
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Suddenly, the gag dropped loose from her mouth and unearthly screams filled the
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air, her moans dragging far out into the street.
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"Fucking whore!" I shouted, lunging the iron all the way in her ass with my
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shoulder, thus letting her uterus fall out onto the floor. But it did no good, her
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screaming just reached a crescendoing height.
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"Take this!"
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I reached for the cord which would drop the guitione blade. Finding it, I gave
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a pull, and the heavy blade dropped into her neck, depositing her head in the basket.
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Reaching for the head, I inserted my dick into the open mouth, and pumped back
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and forth. My hands groped up to the eyes, which I yanked out and into my mouth.
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An explosion rocked the corridor outside, and the steel door to my chamber opened.
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Standing in the doorway were a squad of MCI and Sprint fone pigs, staring with agape
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mouths as I orgasmed into the lifeless head of their once-chief exec.
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"Fools! You will never destroy the phreaks of the '90s! We are a strong breed!" I
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screamed, the last drops of cum oozing from my penis onto her face.
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I backed up into the room, the horde of gestapo trying to crowd through the door.
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Liting the blade of the guitione into place, I layed my head into th chopping block and
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pulled the cord. All went black.
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