Inquisition

As Teyla panicked at the thought of spending the night alone in this **** chamber, she began to hear strange noises coming from the various **** instruments scattered throughout the room. Chains rattled, whips seemed to move on their own, and the moans of past victims seemed to echo in the walls. Teyla began to tremble in fear, realizing that something supernatural was happening.

Suddenly, a strange glow appeared in the middle of the room. A figure slowly took shape, revealing itself to be a man dressed in period clothing. His face wore a cruel and perverse expression, and Teyla felt a cold terror take hold of her body.

"Ah, my dear Teyla," the man said in a deep and sickening voice, "you have dared to desecrate this cursed place. You will now suffer the same torments that I once inflicted."

Teyla tried to escape, to **** the door, but all her attempts were in vain. The walls seemed to be closing in on her, confining her even more in this nightmarish space. The man approached her slowly, a sadistic smile on his lips.

Her body not obeying him, she undressed without a second of hesitation before putting on bracelets fixed to the walls. He looked at her body thus at his disposal, he began to caress her with malice, her breasts, her sex, making her pain grow.

• Please, please sir, you hurt me.

He laughed.

• It's just an appetizer, my dear, you will learn to respect what escapes you.

He grabbed a whip that he cracked in the air, positioning himself in front of her with a smile delivering a message that meant she would have no pity from him.

The first blow hit her on her breast tearing a cry of pain from her decidedly such pain could not come from a nightmare it was reality, the blows fell without mercy sparing no part of Teyla's body who tried to escape the whip twirling in all directions

For endless hours, Teyla was subjected to atrocious torments. The men seized her, tying her up and hanging her from chains, while they indulged in all sorts of perversions on her body. She screamed, begged for it to stop, but her pleas were greeted by evil laughter, she lost consciousness, a bucket of cold water brought her back to consciousness.

• Ah the women of today are really weak, I have known women who remained conscious while I had skinned them alive.

Without giving her time to react he grabbed her nipple and before she understood, pierced it with a thin needle that twisted her nerves, the pain stifled the silent cry that came out of it in her throat, without waiting he brought a second one closer that he planted forming a cross with the first, Teyla shed tears in torrents.

• You mocked the inquisition learn that this is only a preparation, you belong to me and I will do with you what I want like all those who entered these places,

Without waiting he pierced the other nipple with the same sadism while she lost consciousness again.

She opened her eyes again hoping that it was only a nightmare but no the pain in her breasts left no room for doubt.

• Definitely my dear you will have to endure finally if I gave you the time alas you understood that I hate women and few have been able to escape me, but in the meantime let's enjoy a moment of intimacy before the rest.

He released his sex and penetrated her brutally,

• Little vicious you squirt, I'm going to show you what hypocrisy costs with the inquisition

She was ashamed but he was right the pain had taken effect on her desire, she abandoned all resistance broken he pounded her mercilessly it lasted long minutes where he ransacked her intimacy, she ended up cumming before he spilled his seed in her.

Sweating, in rags she was broken only these hands tied in the air kept her in the air. The voice of her tormentor rose.

-Oh bad news for you I always mark those I consider part of my livestock because for me you are less than a beast.

Before she reacted she felt on her buttock a monstrous burn, a cooking noise and a smell of burnt flesh while he laughed like a madman again she sank into unconsciousness.

She woke up on the ground with her clothes her equipment, had she had a nightmare? She looked at her buttock and saw a mark appear where he had placed a red-hot iron

The door opened without difficulty, revealing the castle guard, who had come to get her as planned. Teyla was covered in sweat, her face marked by the horror she had experienced. She hurried to leave the dungeon, her mind filled with determination to tell her story and prevent others from falling into the trap of this cursed castle.

Since that day, Teyla abandoned