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F x m x m Ellie Last of Us CBT guro torture Femdom

Description: Ellie from Last of Us is kidnapped. Alot of cock and ball torture. Poor guys didn't know who they were dealing with.

Tags: CBT, Castration, Penectomy, Abuse, Violent, Guro, Violence,

Ellie, eighteen and loving it except for times like these, awakens with a soft moan. Her green eyes slowly adjust to the floor that she lay on. She blinks once, and her vision clears much more, everything is less like a blur. She’s laying on cold concrete that's been covered in dust. The walls are a sick olive green color and are lined with shelves that have wooden boxes stacked on them. There is a rusty metal door straight ahead of where she is lying.

Ellie quickly realizes that most of her clothing is missing, save for her pale blue panties and a now dirty tank top. Her heart races slightly, due to adrenaline returning into her bloodstream. She couldn’t seem to remember how she had ended up in this position. This isn’t the first time she’s been trapped and cornered, but she can’t recall anything that’s happened.

Her last memory was waiting for Joel to come back from a supply run and he hadn’t returned for several days. While she was just drifting off to sleep one evening, she heard laughter coming from the nearby forest. Curious to determine the source, she left the shack and began slowly sneaking her way to the treeline - even though Joel had specifically told her not to leave the small shack they were taking refuge in. The last thing Ellie can recall was hearing a rustle of leaves off to her right-hand side before being enveloped in darkness.

Shit, I don’t know what happened, but I can’t stay here and wait to find out.

Ellie stands up and begins to scan her surroundings. There’s nothing of interest in the dusty storage room aside from the various boxes filled with miscellaneous junk. A majority of the objects in the crates were remains of destroyed books, various metal scraps, and scraps of electrical wiring.

Suddenly the door opens, which startles Ellie. A man dressed in dirty street clothes enters the room, his boots booming off of the cold concrete floor. His face is dirty and worn, full of cracks and stress lines. He slicks back his greasy dirty blonde hair and looks down at Ellie. Once their eye’s meet, he cracks a menacing smile.

“Time to go princess, someone’s just paid a heavy price for you” his voice rasps out to the nearly empty room.

“Although… I did give em a discount in exchange for being able to… use you first”. He lets out a disgusting raspy laugh, as if he had swallowed the smoke of a thousand cigarettes just before he entered the room. His hand grasps the rusted door handle and turns the lock. He turns to face Ellie, who is quickly scanning the room with her eyes.

His belt jingles as he begins to remove it, his eyes never leaving the concerned Ellie. He seemed to take great pleasure in her discomfort, he concern… her fear. Ellie begins to feel more and more helpless as she doesn’t see a way to dispatch her captor. She backs away timidly to the wall behind her and begins to check her jacket pockets, hoping that she had something stored in them to help her. Her hand finds a small cardboard box in the top left pocket. Matches? What the hell can I do with these?

The man fiddles with the button and zipper on his pants and nears closer to Ellie. He towers over her as she begins to slowly inch downwards on the ground against the wall behind her. Her eyes are quickly scanning and assessing the situation. As the man pulls out his surprisingly large, semi-erect cock out, Ellie hatches a devilish plot to escape her captor’s disgusting clutches. In that moment, she took a perverse delight in what was to happen.

She suddenly changes her demeanor towards the man, going from timid and cautious, to confident and subtly seductive. The man cocks an eyebrow as she slowly removes her jacket and slowly begins to crawl towards him. She looks up at his uncut cock, which is slowly pulsing as the man strokes it while giving Ellie a disturbing smile.

“Oh, not afraid any more? Go on… have a taste”.

Ellie observes the man towering over her, her eyes shifting between his cock and his eyes. The head of his penis slowly peeks from its sheath, almost glistening in the dim light of the storage room. Ellie continues crawling closer to the man, noticing that his confidence and situational awareness had dropped.

Simple men, she thought, this is going to be easy. She takes her soft hands and gently tucks them into the waistline of the man’s pants and begins to slowly pull them down to his ankles. He takes his rough hands and puts them behind Ellie's head, to which she pulls away from. She gives him a fiery glare.

“Let me take care of you… You just sit back and be a good boy,” she purrs to him. She grabs his legs tightly, her nails nearly digging into his flesh. Startled, he lets out a soft moan. His cock, now fully erect, twitches with excitement. She inches her mouth closer to his cock and begins to blow hot breath on it.

She glances back up to the man’s face to notice that his eyes are closed and mouth is agape. Finally, she thinks and swiftly grabs the man behind his knees and forces her weight into him.

He lets out a surprised yelp as Ellie slams him into the ground and climbs on top of him. The man is stunned in shock from the fall, which allows Ellie to grab his belt and get to work on her victim. She grabs it and quickly binds his hands together.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” he shouts out at her, to which she retorts, “I’m just having a little fun. Isn’t this what you wanted?”

Ellie swiftly sits up and pulls the man’s pants and boxers all the way off. He simply lay still and watched her work cautiously. Men are such simple creatures, she thinks to herself while she grabs his boxers and returns to the pathetic creature that lay on the stone concrete.

“Here, be a good little pet and don’t make a sound,” she commands and shoves the boxers in his mouth. To Ellie’s surprise, the man was still extremely aroused, indicated by his cock which seemed to have enlarged even further. She begins to have an intrusive thought, and quickly shoves it out of her mind.

She sits back on the man’s chest and makes eye contact with him. She can see that he’s beginning to breathe heavier with excitement. He struggles against the belt a bit, which angers Ellie. She swiftly slams her open palm against his face and stares into his eyes full of disbelief. Impulsive control takes over Ellie and she reaches back and grabs his hard cock.

He attempts to let out a moan as she grasps his cock tighter and tighter. Confusion fills his eyes and he begins to squirm underneath her. She tightens her grip while maintaining fierce eye contact with the man. An evil smile cracks on Ellie’s face as the intrusive thought returns.

The matches… but first, I need to make sure this worm won’t squirm away from me…

She leans forward and presses her face against the man’s neck, her lips a mere centimeter from his ear. She begins to whisper into his ear.

“Close your eyes, and no matter what, don’t make a fucking-” her hand grasps his testicles and squeezes, “sound.” The man whimpers are muffled from his own boxers.

Ellie feels a new wave of excitement course through her body. This feeling of power and control that she has is much different from when she's fighting. She feels a strong primal feeling, like that of a lion chasing its prey. She is the predator and this pathetic excuse of a human is going to be her next meal.

She stands up, no longer feeling threatened by the man’s presence and looks towards one of the shelves that line the walls. They appear to be bolted to the wall which is perfect for the next part of her plan.

She looks down towards the man, whose eyes are screaming confusion and fear. She takes her bare foot and gently starts kicking against the man’s balls. He lets out a muffled yelp as she increases the force of each kick.

“Scoot back, Worm”, She commands with a bite of anger in her voice. The man begins to shuffle backwards, obeying her every word. She stands above the man and places her foot on the base of his penis. She rubs her foot up and down his shaft, watching her pet squirm with pleasure and fear. He obeys her command and begins to continuously inch his way closer and closer towards the shelf behind him.

Suddenly she steps down with nearly all of her weight, forcing his cock to bend upwards in an unnatural direction. The man lets out a muffled shout, which further enrages Ellie. She drops to her knees, one of which slams directly into the man’s cock and balls. This causes him to jolt forward and scream, much louder than before, regardless of the boxers in his mouth.

“Shut the fuck up”, she shouts and slaps him again with much more force than before. The man’s eyes fill with tears as she raises her hand to deliver a backhand to punish his disobedience. She delivers another slap that knocks the man’s head to the right.

As she delivers the second slap, she begins to feel even deeper and more intense emotions than before. She can feel her nipples harden and a bit of moisture develop between her legs. Her cheeks begin to warm as blood flows to them.

Wow, I really like this.

She begins to breathe a bit heavier and grabs the man by the neck.

“Don’t move”, she firmly states and begins to grab the man’s pants up from the floor. As she lifts them up, a pocket knife falls out of one of the pockets and clangs against the ground.

Before the man can realize what is occurring, she pounces on the man and wraps the tattered pants around his neck and ties them to the shelf behind him. He begins to make more noise and thrash around, realizing that he’s nearly immobile.

Ellie reaches back into her jacket and secretly pulls out the book of matches from before. She takes one and holds it up to the man’s face. His eyes widen in fear as she crawls back towards his cock. This won’t do… He’s gone soft.

Frustrated, she takes a hand and cups his balls and with the other hand, she begins to slap his cock gently. With each slap, his cock begins to grow harder and harder, which delights Ellie. Ignoring his muffled moans of protest, she continues to slap his cock with more and more intensity.

She takes the hand that’s cupping his testicles and slowly tightens her grip on them. The man attempts to shout, to which Ellie aggressively shoves the boxers deeper into his throat, nearly suffocating him.

She focuses her attention back to his cock and grasps it firmer than she had before. His cock begins to shift to a dark red shade and then gradually becomes purple due to the surprising strength of her grip. She releases his balls and straddles the man’s legs to suppress them from kicking out in protest.

She takes the matchstick with her newly freed hand and takes the wooden end and starts circling it on the tip of his penis. The man’s legs kick, but are restrained underneath Ellie’s weight. She takes the match and gives him a devilish grin, and inserts just the tip of the match into his urethra.

The man begins to squirm uncontrollably and lets out a muffled scream. He looks at Ellie with intense fear and struggles against his restraints. She makes intense eye contact with him and slowly inserts the matchstick deeper into his urethra.

He slams his eye’s shut in protest against the intense pain and continues to jerk back in pain. Ellie, invigorated by this intoxicating new power she feels, grabs another match and holds it to the back of the matchbook. The man begins violently jerking against his restraints as he realizes what’s occurring.

“Don’t worry, it's not like your little dicklet has much to burn,” she scoffs at him and strikes the match. Ignoring the sounds of his semi-silenced screaming, she slowly moves the flame closer to the match that’s sitting snug in the man’s urethra. His kicks are nearly enough to throw Ellie, but not quite enough.

Watching her would-be-assailant powerless to her, Ellie feels the strong urge to use her free hand and touch herself. Not yet… Not until I take care of this dipshit. But she would indeed be touching herself. She needed it, badly.

After a couple of seconds, she eventually ignites the second match with the first, sending the man into the most violent fit of shaking she had ever seen. He screamed while the head of his penis began to form boils as the match fiercely stayed ablaze, regardless of his thrashing. No stop, drop, and roll here.

Ellie stands up and picks the pocketknife from the ground while she watches the man struggle against the flame. “Awww… That looks like that hurts. How about I put that out for you,” she coos at him and begins to raise her foot above the man’s burning cock. She smiles and begins to swiftly stomp on his genitals to which the man lurches forward in pain.

Ellie looks down as the man’s beaten and bruised member. She then looks back to meet the weak gaze of the man. His entire demeanor is a polar opposite of what it was just a few minutes earlier.

Before she can continue, she hears movement from outside of the door. She hears the stomps of loud footsteps gradually increasing in volume. She swiftly jumps up and stands to the side of the door where she wouldn’t be noticed should someone enter.

A few loud bangs echo into the room and a gruff voice shouts from the other side, “Yo, are you almost done in there? We’ve been waiting for our turn for over an hour, ya cocksucker”.

Ellie waits in silence as two more loud bangs sound out. The door handle slowly begins to turn. Ellie holds her breath and readies the knife. The door begins to open slowly which is soon met with an audible “Woah, what the fuck,” from the owner of the gruff voice.

A shirtless, tall and muscular African American man slowly walks into the room wielding a revolver. The ugly dim light of the room reflects slightly off of his bald head as he walks underneath one of the ceiling lights. He walks towards the other man on the ground, who is attempting to warn him about Ellie. The man on the ground gradually becomes more frantic as the other man approaches him, confused.

As he makes his way towards the blonde man, Ellie quietly shuts the door that she was hiding behind and takes a running charge at the man with the revolver. She quickly digs the pocket knife into his left side, causing him to instantly drop the revolver and fall to his knees.

Quickly and fiercely, she drags the knife, which remained inserted into the once armed man, into the direction of Ellie’s first victim. He begins to fall over, to which Ellie jerks the knife out of him and grabs the revolver from the floor. She aims the revolver at his head, waiting for him to react.

The bald man groans in pain and turns to face his attacker. “You crazy fucking bitch, what the hell is -” he’s cut off by Ellie aiming the revolver at his face.

“If you want to live, shut the fuck up, and give me your belt”. The bald man’s face contorts to a look of disbelief and anger. Ellie cocks the revolver and reluctantly, the bald man obeys her commands.

“Take off your pants, too,” she commands him with an even more firm voice.

“Like fucking hell I will,” he snaps back. He begins to stand up, slowly at first and attempting to fight through the pain of the gash that Ellie had left on his side.

She rushes over to him and knees him in the face, catching him off guard. The blow knocks the man unconscious, and he falls over next to the blonde man, who is now frantically attempting to break free of his restraints. She stands over her new unconscious victim and begins to restrain him as well with the belt.

After a couple of minutes and a bit of heavy lifting, she restrains the bald man to the shelf across from her first victim in a similar manner as the first man. She fiercely slaps the bald man awake, who, just like the first man, cannot speak due to his own underwear being forced into his mouth as a makeshift gag.

Ellie kneels down over him in a condescending manner. She holds the pocketknife above his wide opened eyes and slowly brings it down towards his soft, long cock. Ellie takes notice that his cock is much larger than the first mans. She takes the knife and places it on his bare chest while she toys with his cock.

She takes one of her hands and holds it, and is surprised that she still has enough room on his shaft to fit another one of her hands on. She gets an idea and begins to stroke his cock with both of her hands, all while giving the bald man the same evil smile from before.

Slowly, the man’s cock begins to grow in her hands, as most men simply cannot resist physical stimulation, even during a potential life or death scenario. The thought of being able to torture this man while he remain helpless begins to turn Ellie on further, to which her mouth slowly opens in lust as it did with the first man.

After stroking the man for a few moments, she begins to grab his cock intensely, causing him to jolt against his restraints. After seeing this reaction, she smiles and begins to twist one hand clockwise and the other counter-clockwise. Her grip tightens as he tries to scream in protest, but at this point, his screams simply encourage her to go further.

She looks down at her handiwork, and takes the knife from the man's chest. He begins to aggressively fight against the restraints as she calmly takes the knife and begins to trace the knife against his massive sack, which lay dominant beneath his large, veiny cock.

“I’d love to stay and play… but I’ve got to go now,” she softly whispers to him and suddenly drives the knife directly into his nutsack. She looks down at the knife to see that she had perfectly pierced one of his testicles, ignoring the man’s much louder screams of agony. He jerks as she rips the blade out, which pours blood onto the concrete floor.

She swiftly slices the blade horizontally across his sack, messily splitting it open. She smiles as she rips the remainder of his once fully intact nutsack. The bald man, now covered in sweat, rears his head back and appears to faint. She shakes her head in disappointment and looks down to his pulsing cock.

Still hard, huh? She looks back at the other man, who is violently fighting against his restraints and contorting his body to shimmy away from Ellie’s dominant presence. She gives him a soft wink, and without breaking eye contact, she hacks the bald man’s cock off. She carries his massive cock over to the first man and she kneels next to him.

She lays his cock and mangled remains of the bald man’s testicles on the blonde man’s lap. He fights hard against his restraints and screams out while Ellie reaches up into one of the wooden boxes and lifts it. It is quite heavy for her to carry, to which she quickly drops it down onto the man’s groin area.

He contorts in pain as she lifts the box again and continues to smash his genitals, until he passes out from the pain. She leans over towards him and tightens the belt around his neck, ensuring that he won’t wake up ever again.

She stands up and observes the mess in front of her. She shrugs and begins to leave when the door slams open and two men rush inside towards her.

Caught off guard, she impulsively fires the revolver at the first man sprinting towards her with a crowbar. Ironically, the shot appeared to have struck the man right in his groin, which caused him to fall over in pain and drop his crowbar. The second assailant, a scrawny hispanic man with messy hair turns to run back out, to which Ellie fires another round towards him which clips one of his legs, grounding him instantly.

The first man, a chubby pale man, screams out loud in pain while Ellie grabs the crowbar and slams it down onto his crotch area. She repeats this process, watching the man scream in pain with each strike, while keeping an eye on the hispanic man, who is crawling away in fear.

She slams the crowbar once more into his groin and observes the growing puddle of blood that’s forming through his white pants. Satisfied with her work she slowly walks towards the hispanic man, who begins shrieking and begging for help.

She reaches down and grabs him by his loose basketball shorts, which are removed quickly. To her luck, the scrawny coward wasn’t wearing underwear either. She smiles and kicks him over to his back while aiming the revolver to his face. He instinctively raises his hands to shield himself from his attacker and begins to plead with Ellie.

“Please, I’m sorry, PLEASE,” he screams out to her with tears in his eyes. She looks down at his cock and scoffs.

“I won’t be having any fun with that tiny little prick of yours,” and aims the revolver to his cock. Before the hispanic man can protest, she pulls the trigger of the revolver that echos out into the small room. His tiny cock, which was mostly concealed behind a small amount of curly black hair, evaporates into a red mist.

“God damn,” Ellie exclaimed and let out a chuckle. The scrawny man begins to convulse and seize out while Ellie takes another look around to observe her handiwork. She notices the pale man was still groaning so she walks over to him and places her foot onto the bloody mess on the front of his pants and steps down onto it.

He screams and leans forward only to be met by the revolver's mouth, giving his sweaty forehead a cold, steel kiss. Ellie smiles and pulls the revolver once more.

Ellie makes her way out of the room, satisfied with herself and walks through the small building she had been held in. She steps out into what appears to be a small camp area which was surrounding an old gas station, of which she had been held in. Outside, she notices a scrawny german shepard. The dog looks like it hasn't eaten in weeks.

Ellie walks inside the gas station, and looks around for any extra food to give the dog, but the shelves of the gas station are barren. With no luck she looks back towards the storage room, and gets an idea. She takes her knife and walks back into the storage room and swiftly gets to work.

After about 15 minutes of work, she walks back outside with a bucket that she had gathered from the gas station. Inside the bucket contains a hefty few pounds of moderately fresh male genitalia. She had carefully chopped them up into bite size pieces for the dog so that she wouldn’t choke on them.

Several testis rolled around as she carried the bucket over to where the dog patiently waited for her. She sets the bucket down in front of the dog, who hungrily begins to chow away at her feast.

“There ya go, girl. I hope ya like pork and beans,” Ellie chuckled.

After a few minutes, the German Shepherd looks up to Ellie and begins to whimper. As she does, several loud shouts are heard in the distance. The shouting voices appear to get closer and Ellie recognizes that all of them are the shouts of men.

“Still hungry? Sit tight, I’ll have ya some more lunch soon,” she speaks out to the dog. She grabs the knife and the revolver and slowly and confidently begins walking towards the sounds of the shouting.