First, read my General Disclaimer about all of my stories. Then the following applies to everything in the "BR&T Magazine" universe.
This fantasy involves at least bondage, rape, and cruel torture, among many other things, of numerous girls of various ages, by numerous men and boys. Indeed, many of my other stories can be considered to be in the same 'universe' and timeline where this magazine exists, as the reader survey implies.
I'm not into gore and grossness, so the only bodily fluid you'll find in the following is tears, and there is no physical injury described. (If you want that sort of thing, you'll have to imagine it yourself.) If that doesn't sound like a fantasy you would enjoy, then either don't read it, or blame yourself. I'm not forcing anyone to read this fantasy.
As always, this is not real, has never happened, and I hope will never happen, and any resemblance to any real or imaginary person, character, structure, or place is purely an unintentional coincidence. Just to ensure there's no misunderstanding: there's no such magazine and never will be, no such girls and never will be, no such real-life places or activities and never will be.
Credit where credit is due:
"Marie on the Torture Horse" is based on a story originally published
by an427326 under the title "The Torture Horse":
From: an427326 @ anon.penet.fi
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Date: Fri, 28 Jun 1996 14:38:37 UTC
Subject: New: The Torture Horse (M/f+, nc, torture, pedo, implied snuff)
and archived by
Eli The Bearded
(M/W kidnap bond rape tort brutal implied-snuff).
It was later archived by
snuffstories
(same) in slightly modified form, attributed to
Jake Baker. I liked it enough to rewrite it, making changes to it to
suit my own preferences, while making it into a BR&T Magazine
feature. (I didn't like it skipping over the stripping part
entirely, I added a few more features to the Horse, among other
things, and certainly eliminated the implied snuff.)
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Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie,
kissed the girls and made them cry.
When the boys came out to play,
Georgie Porgie ran away.