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In the vast desert of Northern Africa, a lone tent stood in the middle of sand dunes with three camels tied just outside.
Inside the tent stood a towering figure nearly 2 meters tall with deepset, emerald like eyes and thick curls the color of hazelnuts.
He was the eldest son of the most successful slave trader in the region, a man known as Nbernical.
Before him knelt two figures, One had a broad masculine frame the other, a smaller feminine one.
The man stood first. He was brown skinned, around 5’10, with a slightly receding hairline and thick glasses.
The woman stood moments later. She was dark-skinned, barely 5’3, with thick braided hair that seemed too heavy for her petite body.
These two were Nbernical’s finest slaves.
The man was his right hand, Blackpillirony.
The woman was his left hand, RAD short for Really Annoying Dude, a name given mockingly by Nbernical after mistaking her for a boy
RAD despised Blackpillirony not because of who he was but because of what he had, authority.
As Blackpillirony and Nbernical spoke quietly, RAD was saying something to herself.
Soon, she whispered to herself, I’ll use dark voodoo magic to take his place. Then I’ll seduce Nbernical, become his wife… and finally be free.
The next day…
RAD slowly opened a massive chest hidden within the tent. Inside lay a doll crafted with disturbing precision. Its face, build, and clothing were unmistakable.
It was Blackpillirony!
STRIKE.
She drove the first needle into the doll’s chest.
Outside, as Blackpillirony fed the camels a sudden sharp pain tore through his heart. He gasped stumbling backward.
STRIKE.
The second needle pierced the doll’s torso.
Blackpillirony collapsed to his knees, clutching his chest as his lungs burned unable to breath
RAD watched through a narrow gap in the tent wall, her breath shallow, her hand trembling as she raised the third needle.
“RAD!”
Nbernical’s voice froze her whole body.
Panicking, she plunged the final needle down.
Blackpillirony screamed as an unbearable pain surged through his scrotum, his body finally giving in. His life ended there in the sand, his chains broken only by death.
Nbernical’s whip cracked across her ass again and again, pain exploding through her body. RAD acted on instinct. She threw two needles forward.
Both struck true.
Nbernical screamed in agony as they pierced his eyes.
With her innate stealing ability RAD stole the metal whip from his grasp. Power surged through her as she whipped countless times, Nbernical collapsed to the ground unmoving.
The desert fell silent.
#FILTHYFICTION @LenientBDSMRookie @Randomized Shame @Dean please read thank you
Inside the tent stood a towering figure nearly 2 meters tall with deepset, emerald like eyes and thick curls the color of hazelnuts.
He was the eldest son of the most successful slave trader in the region, a man known as Nbernical.
Before him knelt two figures, One had a broad masculine frame the other, a smaller feminine one.
The man stood first. He was brown skinned, around 5’10, with a slightly receding hairline and thick glasses.
The woman stood moments later. She was dark-skinned, barely 5’3, with thick braided hair that seemed too heavy for her petite body.
These two were Nbernical’s finest slaves.
The man was his right hand, Blackpillirony.
The woman was his left hand, RAD short for Really Annoying Dude, a name given mockingly by Nbernical after mistaking her for a boy
RAD despised Blackpillirony not because of who he was but because of what he had, authority.
As Blackpillirony and Nbernical spoke quietly, RAD was saying something to herself.
Soon, she whispered to herself, I’ll use dark voodoo magic to take his place. Then I’ll seduce Nbernical, become his wife… and finally be free.
The next day…
RAD slowly opened a massive chest hidden within the tent. Inside lay a doll crafted with disturbing precision. Its face, build, and clothing were unmistakable.
It was Blackpillirony!
STRIKE.
She drove the first needle into the doll’s chest.
Outside, as Blackpillirony fed the camels a sudden sharp pain tore through his heart. He gasped stumbling backward.
STRIKE.
The second needle pierced the doll’s torso.
Blackpillirony collapsed to his knees, clutching his chest as his lungs burned unable to breath
RAD watched through a narrow gap in the tent wall, her breath shallow, her hand trembling as she raised the third needle.
“RAD!”
Nbernical’s voice froze her whole body.
Panicking, she plunged the final needle down.
Blackpillirony screamed as an unbearable pain surged through his scrotum, his body finally giving in. His life ended there in the sand, his chains broken only by death.
Nbernical’s whip cracked across her ass again and again, pain exploding through her body. RAD acted on instinct. She threw two needles forward.
Both struck true.
Nbernical screamed in agony as they pierced his eyes.
With her innate stealing ability RAD stole the metal whip from his grasp. Power surged through her as she whipped countless times, Nbernical collapsed to the ground unmoving.
The desert fell silent.
#FILTHYFICTION @LenientBDSMRookie @Randomized Shame @Dean please read thank you
