Andre Darque's Madness...
Well good evening fellow deviants.....
I've been a member of the board for a while...and finally have decided to take the plunge and share some of my material. I will start with my written works...and if they are received favorably...perhaps my photography and cinematography....I write, photograph, produce and direct adult material...and am married to one of the fastest rising "MILF/BOOTY" starlets in LA today...Syren De Mer....anyway....My lovely wife and I live a VERY active BDSM i.e. Master/slave lifestyle....but have even more twisted pleasures as well.
From fantasy and role play amongst ourselves and friends, to throwing regular gang bangs of her ranging from 4 (anything less then four isn't a gang bang!) to having her do as many as 20 guys at one time...hardcore BDSM training seminars and yet more....So with the little introduction aside....Let me start with a little story called....Tech Rape....Something with a surprise...and...if your sense of humor is twisted like ours....humorous as well....
For future stories....99% of all my writings use my wife as the central figure...perhaps I will post some images of her to help stimulate your deviant cerebral juices.....(Here's where the evil maniacal laugh comes in) bwahahahahahaha.....LOL
(I realize I could/should post the intro in the new members intro section...but...I thought it would personalize my thread in this area bit more...So I apologize in advance if this is a faux pas.)
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~TECH RAPE~
She knew he’d be coming soon. She hated it when he came to her. They had only been together for about three weeks now, but every second they were together seemed like an eternity.
She had hoped for better things in her life. She had hoped to help change the world. To make things better for all mankind. Instead she had met him.
In the eyes of society he would be considered a Monster.
His hands were always so cold and dead feeling. His fingers like small cold iron rods pounding against her.
The violations he committed on her each time he visited were so grotesque she was ashamed to even think about them.
The horrid things he inserted inside her for his own pleasure. With no regard to her safety. He would put the most outlandish of items deep into her openings. Forcing them to stay there at times for hours on end.
If she rejected what he inserted, then, he would verbally and physically abuse her. Calling her atrocious names, hitting and even kicking her. He even picked her up once and shook her so hard she blacked out and thought she would never regain consciousness. She had come to the decision though, on their first day together, to fight him as much as she could.
Then there were the electrodes. He’d force them onto and inside her. At times it was a wonderful feeling, but then the electricity would spike and the pain would become unbearable. Causing her to black out then too. She knew her mind was permanently damaged from him. That she would never be the same as when she met him.
Her body was scarred and marred from his countless hours of torment and torture.
Unable to move, even when she needed to excrete waste, he would do that for her. It was a humiliating process showing her innermost areas to him. Having him clean each part of her in a clinical manner. Not caring what she may be going through.
The worst part though was when he brought others over to watch. To view the vile atrocities he committed on her. To have them take part, to run their hands over her like he did. To put their own vile things inside her.
Her only solace was when he wasn’t around. While she still couldn’t move, she could clear her mind. She could rest and recuperate. Preparing herself for the next set of vile acts performed on her.
She hoped someday he would get rid of her. Even sell her to another that might take better care of her. Who might treat her with a modicum of respect and caring. Who wouldn’t perform such hideous acts upon her being.
She knew he would be coming soon. She steeled herself for what was to come. Resigning herself that as long as they were together she needed to remain strong, and keep her mind and wits about her. She knew if she didn’t, she would surely break, and with that she would die.
John slowly unlocked the door. He was thoughtful today. He had a new client who wanted some design work done that was so cutting edge in appearance it was amazing. If he could create what his client wanted it would make him the foremost web designer of extremely violent adult porn sites around.
Sitting at his desk he rested his fingers lightly on the keyboard.
She cringed as his fingers touched her, knowing what was coming…
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