Isabel II - RavageMoi

December 22, 2022, 04.45AM.

It was a quarter to five in the early hours of a Thursday morning when Isabel swiped across her phone screen for the tenth time within twenty minutes to rewind the video again. Her eyes were glued to the screen while she was on her knees in her bed. She used her left hand to steady herself while her right hand frantically masturbated her stuffed swollen cunt.

She watched the skinny redhead’s dazed and confused face again as her tormentor plowed his big cock in and out of her throat, repeatedly smashing his hairy crotch into her face before the camera panned down to her bloody torso and zoomed out for a wider view.

This was the end scene of one of the most extreme bdsm torture videos ever to be published on the internet. Isabel had studied it for weeks since Master B. had shared it with her from his private collection.

She had researched this web site online, but couldn’t find much related to it. The url was now defunct and only three relatively tame videos were still available on several video hosting sites. Through some pretty sophisticated detective work that most people -including herself- wouldn’t give someone like her credit for, Isabel had stumbled upon the FetLife profile of the redhead in this video. Through this profile, she had found another called ‘Master_MCMLXXIX’, which had an avatar that, to her, clearly resembled the man in the video she re-watched every night since to get off while masturbating herself to sleep.

The video now showed the redhead, hanging limp from her suspended wrists with her tiny ass hovering just above the concrete floor of what looked like the meat room of an actual butchery. Her legs spread wide in front of her with a spreader bar between her ankles, her labia pierced with meat hooks and stretched down with heavy weights, she looked totally different from the quiet, polite, almost demure girl in the interview section before the start of this brutal bdsm session.

Isabel had imagined what it would be like to be in a video like this. To be interviewed about her most secret desires and darkest fantasies before stripping naked and letting a brutal master completely have his way with her.

She had watched this redhead and a blonde from another similar video multiple times from the start of their respective video and realized that the desires they expressed were very similar to her own. She admired the calm and mature posture with which the French girls discussed their fantasies of being used like a slab of meat. Thank God the videos were subtitled. Isabel didn’t understand French at all. But she admired the confidence with which the girls stripped naked and submitted to the pain that the tormentor brought with devious whips, harsh clamps and rough plowing with all kinds of objects and his own impressive cock.

Like the girl’s throat had just been abused with his cock, her cunt and ass had already been plowed raw in all kinds of positions. In between, he used several tools on her, some of which were still clearly visible when the camera zoomed out and back in.

The redhead’s perky breasts were not big enough to bind into balls with rope, but they were both compressed between the bars of a breast clamp. When the video zoomed in on her clamped tits, Isabel instinctively moved her hand from her cunt to her own swollen nipples and the scabs on her own breasts of the wounds she had received a few weeks ago at the hands of Fraulein Stahl in Germany. Isabel closed her eyes and went back to that moment when she felt the first of the metal pins slide through her flesh. She knew how the redhead felt when the master hammered the meat skewers into the girl’s tits.

When she opened her eyes again and moved her fingers back to her crotch, the camera had just panned down the redhead’s abdomen, which was covered in blood that was trickling down from countless small cuts, gashes and puncture wounds, and the view was panning up again for a closeup of the clamped tits, which were not just pierced with the long, thick meat skewers. Also skewered straight through the compressed flesh of the redhead’s small tits were the thin blades of two steak knives that the man had used to decorate her torso, crotch and upper thighs with countless small puncture wounds and shallow cuts. The wooden handles stuck out on top of her tits, the sharp, pointy tips of the knives pointed down from the flesh of her clamped meat.

But this visual wasn’t extreme enough for this video. No, in her entrance interview, the redhead had clearly expressed a desire to step a little further into depraved and perverted territory. The knife trick had been performed before. Yes, she wanted it, to feel the thin and narrow blades slice through the meat of her tits, but she begged for something more.

And Master_MCMLXXIX was happy to oblige. There were more steak knives where the first two came from and for the big finale of the video, he took the first additional one, identical to the first two, and used it to carve a cut into the flesh on the inside of the redhead’s upper right thigh. It wasn’t extremely deep, but deep enough to make her bleed and when he got to her crotch, he unceremoniously stabbed the blade through the girl’s stretched right pussy lip.

Isabel moaned and watched as the whole blade was slowly pushed through. Then she rolled her eyes into the back of her head while the man moved on to the next blade. He repeated the same procedure on the girl’s left thigh and pussy lip while Isabel worked herself to a climax.

She bit her lip and squinted her eyes to watch as the man picked up two more steak knives and simultaneously placed their sharp tips against the redhead’s swollen nipples, slowly pushing the blades into the girl’s clamped tits from the front, slicing the metal deep into the redhead’s tits until about half of the blades length disappeared into her body.

The girl, who was already in some kind of subspace and not fully conscious, now visibly passed out as her body went totally limp and hung motionless from her wrists. While Isabel climaxed louder than she intended, the video showed the end result of the brutal session for a few more seconds. Then the screen faded to black and the iconic logo of RavageMoi appeared on the screen in red lettering with trickles of blood running down until the video stopped.

Exhausted, Isabel collapsed into her bed and rolled onto her side. After a minute, she checked her e-mail, but it was the same as it had been since Monday night. No reply.