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Submissive Female Training Show

In this corner of society, women are subjected to a cruel and degrading ritual designed to force them into experiencing pleasure through pain. They are brought here against their will, stripped naked, and bound tightly with ropes or leather restraints. Their bodies become exposed to the harsh gaze of onlookers as they await their turn on the stage.
The room is brightly lit, casting eerie shadows across the walls adorned with images of dominance and submission. In the center stands a platform equipped with various tools for inflicting pain - whips, floggers, electrodes, and other devices meant to heighten sensation. On either side are rows upon rows of seats filled with spectators eagerly anticipating the show.
One by one, the women are dragged up onto the stage and harshly bound before their captors. Strong harnesses are strapped around their bodies effectively immobilizing them while leaving their most sensitive areas completely exposed. A blindfold is then placed over their eyes, further isolating them from any sense of self or control.
The torture begins slowly, with gentle teasing at first - soft caresses that quickly escalate into sharp pinches or bites. Electric shocks course through their bodies as the captors manipulate dials attached to wires connected directly to the women's most intimate parts. Moans fill the air as each woman struggles against her bindings, desperate for release but unable to break free.
And then comes the climax – when the true purpose behind this twisted ceremony becomes clear. As their tormentors use Lashes and whips and every tool at their disposal to push these women past their limits, something miraculous happens; amidst the pain and humiliation, they begin to experience unparalleled levels of pleasure. Their bodies tense and quiver under the onslaught, writhing uncontrollably as waves after wave of visibly intense orgasms wash over them.
In this dark world where pleasure is derived from suffering, these women have no choice but to surrender themselves entirely. Their muffled tongue-bound moans echo off the walls as they are forced to confront their deepest desires.
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Cum Slut Farm 2 of 2

Once upon a time in a faraway land, nestled between rolling hills and vast fields, lived countless women who had been enslaved into a life of servitude. These Farm Girls, as they came to be known, shared one tragic fate – they had all been forced to don cursed cowbell collars. This cruel device was said to have been crafted by an evil sorceress who sought to punish those who dared defy her will.
The collar's design was both sinister and intricate; it featured a large brass bell that seemed to glare at its unwilling wearers. But what truly made this accursed jewelry so dreadful was the dark magic woven into its very core. With every passing moment, the collar tightened around the girl’s neck, growing heavier and more suffocating until she could barely breathe. It was then that the true horror began to unfold.
For each girl who wore the cowbell collar, an insatiable hunger would take hold within them - an unquenchable thirst for animal semen. Their bodies became consumed by desire, driving them to seek out the most potent sources of pleasure available to them: the farm animals themselves. As if guided by some invisible force, the girls found themselves drawn toward the barn where the livestock resided. There, they discovered that the creatures now possessed an overwhelming urge to breed, and their lust knew no bounds.
As the tormented farm girls approached these beasts, their cowbell collars sent waves of ecstasy coursing through their veins, amplifying their craving for release. And so, without hesitation or remorse, the young women submitted to the animals' advances. Each encounter left them feeling emptier than before, yet still yearning for more.
In order to satisfy their ever-growing appetites, the farm girls were subjected to various forms of BDSM bondage. Ropes, chains, and leather straps confined them to positions of vulnerability, leaving them exposed and defenseless against the assaults of their horny captors. Some girls were suspended from the ceiling, their limbs spread wide apart while others were tied down to wooden frames, their bodies contorted into uncomfortable shapes.
Despite the agony they endured, the farm girls soon learned to adapt to their new reality. Over time, they began to revel in the sensation of being violated by the animals, finding perverse pleasure in submitting to their basest desires. It wasn't long before the once-innocent farm girls transformed into seasoned sluts, eagerly awaiting each opportunity to service their animal masters.
But perhaps the greatest tragedy of all was the way in which the curse stripped away the girls' humanity, reducing them to little more than sex toys for the beasts. As days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, the farm girls lost all sense of self-worth and dignity. They became mere vessels for animal seed, existing solely to fulfill the carnal needs of the very creatures who held them captive.
And so, the cycle continued, day after endless day. The farm girls remained chained to their fates, their lives forever altered by the malevolent power of the cursed cowbell collars. They were trapped within a world of darkness and depravity, unable to escape the clutches of their own desires.
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Beast Bound 6

The day started like any other. I was hiking through the woods, enjoying the beauty of nature when suddenly, I came across a massive, intelligent woodland beast. It seemed to have been stalking me for some time before it made its move. In an instant, I found myself bound and helpless in the grasp of this powerful creature.
It was then that I realized my situation had taken a turn for the worse. The beast proceeded to rape me, using its huge swollen cock to violate my body. I felt trapped and powerless, unable to resist the beast's advances. To my horror, the creature decided to mount me on its swollen cock, leaving me no choice but to be stuck with it permanently.
Over time, I could feel the beast filling my belly with gallons of cum. My body began to swell, becoming more visible with each passing day. The knotty beast dick and the massive amounts of virile semen took their toll on me, leaving me exhausted and drained.
For months, I endured this captivity, as the beast continued to hunt for food and water while keeping me restrained and continuously fucked. The ordeal became unbearable, yet there was nothing I could do to escape the clutches of this monstrous beasts knot.
As the days turned into weeks, I found myself growing weaker and more dependent on the beast. It had become my sole provider, and I was at its mercy. The constant sexual torment and the continuous filling of my belly left me feeling both violated and strangely nourished.
In the end, I couldn't help but submit to the beast's every whim. My body had become accustomed to its presence, and I knew that there was no escaping the fate that had been bestowed upon me. I was now forever bound to this intelligent woodland beast, whose swollen cock would remain embedded within me until the very end
As I was helplessly hogtied, my body completely bound and powerless against the will of the beast that now possesses me, every fiber of my being screams in defiance against my current situation. My eyes struggle to focus through the tears streaming down my face, as I take in the haunting beauty of the dense woodland we traverse.
The sun's rays filter through the thick canopy above, casting dappled shadows upon the damp earth beneath our feet. A symphony of rustling leaves and distant bird calls fill the air around us; yet, none of these natural wonders seem capable of easing the unbearable pain coursing through my soul.
My vision slowly descends from the treetops to the forest floor, where my gaze falls upon the enormous member protruding from within my own belly – a monstrous, swollen appendage belonging to the very beast that now dominates me. It pulses rhythmically, sending shockwaves of discomfort throughout my abused flesh.
I am nothing more than a walking, talking, breathing fuckhole for this vile creature. Every step we take together causes him to thrust deeper into me, stretching my already ravaged insides even further.
One day, as I sat there, bound and gagged, with the beast's colossal shaft filling every available space within my ravaged body, I decided to explore this mysterious sensation further. Gingerly reaching down towards my engorged stomach, I tentatively touched the firm, taught skin that now enveloped the base of the monster's erection. To my astonishment, I found that I could actually manipulate its cock beneath my belly and fingertips, causing ripples of pleasure to course through the length of the beast's impossibly large member.
As I continued to experiment with different pressures and movements, I soon discovered that by squeezing, flexing, and massaging my distended belly, I could induce powerful orgasms within the creature, resulting in copious quantities of hot, sticky cum being released deep inside me at will.
At first, I resisted using this newfound talent, fearful of further endearing myself to my captor. But as time went on, and the relentless cruelty of my existence took its toll on both body and spirit, I came to realize that having even a modicum of control over my circumstances might just save me from complete despair.
Now, whenever the beast tires of hunting or drinking, I use my powers to coax forth its seed, providing myself with much-needed sustenance and a fleeting moment of control in an otherwise bleak and brutal world. Though I remain forever shackled to my monstrous tormentor, at least I know that there is still some semblance of humanity left within me – a spark of defiance that refuses to be extinguished no matter how dark things may become.



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Overwatch Girls

In the realm of Team Overwatch, the female heroes stand out as irresistible forces of nature. Their striking good looks, combined with their exceptional skills, make them a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield. These enchantresses exude confidence and charisma, using their sensuality to enchant their opponents and gain the upper hand in combat. Each woman wears skimpy armor that accentuates their curvaceous figures, drawing attention to their large breasts and deep cleavage. This provocative display serves multiple purposes - it boosts morale among their own team members, sows doubt, hesitation and confusion in the minds of their enemies, and ultimately helps ensure their victory in every conflict they face. Together, these seductive warriors represent the very best of what Team Overwatch has to offer, combining raw power, unparalleled skill, and undeniable allure.

really just a test of working with wildcards that have a Lora for the character embedded in the text. 

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Beast Bound 5, 

took many generations .
the models i'm mixing for use still make bad feet and hands.
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Beast Bound 4, SDXL, mostly PonyDiffusionV6XL
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