Pixie Isobella

Category: Torture

Kylie’s Obedience: 18

‘I can’t walk like this,’ Kylie whispered. She still couldn’t believe what was happening to her — what James was doing to her. ‘Seems to me like you’re walking just fine,’ James said, his voice inflexible, uncaring. ‘Don’t think I’m finished torturing you tonight, my darling,’ he added, sadism rich in his voice. ‘Once I’ve…
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Summer’s Engagement: 11

‘Let’s get this in you, shall we, princess?’ Lord Arendt’s voice was silken. ‘This is what you were going to ask Conrad to do, wasn’t it?’ The leather-coated knob on the end of the sword handle was cold from the cold air. It was large and round and Summer whimpered softly to herself as Lord…
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Jessie’s Dilemma: 2

Felicity glared at me, clearly close to tears. ‘Why don’t you breed then?’ she snapped furiously, waving an arm at me. ‘You’re a traitor to all women. Why aren’t you in chains, producing babies for our so-called masters? Why does it only apply to me?’ I set my teeth firmly, suddenly furious myself. This wasn’t…
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Summer’s Engagement: 10

Lord Arendt ran teasing fingers across each of Summer’s nipples, pinching and tugging, and smiling at Summer’s immediate whimpering reaction. Tortured like this, her nipples were so much more sensitive than normal and it felt amazing. She hated that he could get this reaction from her, even as she loved the horny feeling in her…
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Tatiana’s Awakening: 9

‘Very good, Tatiana,’ Guest 17 praised again after another ten strikes on my right hand. ‘We’ll teach you to be obedient yet. And to keep your tongue between your teeth.’
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Summer’s Engagement: 9

‘Get my belt,’ Lord Arendt ordered the other men. He looked down, meeting Summer’s eyes, and she knew she was looking up him with wide eyes and fear in her face. ‘Stupid whore,’ murmured Lord Marlowe, handing Lord Arendt a thick strap of leather. ‘How many, milord?’ asked Makepeace from his place further across the…
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