letvor's Cave

[letvor]

I'm sure you've all heard about the new Doom: The Dark Ages. But did you know that Sasha plays Doom on YouTube? I literally cry from laughter while watching her!



"How do we access that?"
Very easily. Just open your stupid whore mouth!

[letvor]

A girl is like a stalk of wheat – you have to wait until she grows enough, ripens, and is ready for harvest.

letvor never raised wheat, corn, or sunflowers – but a few dozen beautiful girls had passed through his hands. Patience – patience is the fertilizer, and the time and attention he gave to pretty Lizzy was pure pleasure.

He discovered her on one of the social networks. Back then, she was just a sprout – nothing more than a bud with two cotyledons. But letvor was an experienced farmer – he could easily recognize potential.
Nearly a half of decade passed, and pretty Lizzy had blossomed – blushing like a ripe apple. She was ready for harvest.

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“Lizzy! Are you going to the store or not, I really need that sour cream.”
“Yes, mom!” the girl answered, dropping the magazine onto the bed.



The sun had already set, and before slipping on her sneakers Lizzy pulled on a light autumn jacket – but she kept her headphones on.
The evening was pleasant. The pavement still faintly damp from the afternoon rain. Loud music chewed up the sounds of traffic and the chatter of passersby – turning the whole world into a silent movie.



“Pretty Lizzy. Pretty little ripe Lizzy,” thought letvor as he watched the girl walking down the street.



This, of course, wasn’t the first time he’d seen her on the street. letvor was methodical, deliberate, and practical. For almost three months now he had been living nearby in a rented apartment, carefully studying the girl’s habits. School, sports, girlfriends. An only child – her parents rarely let her out of sight. After sundown, mom and dad usually drove her to sport practice and brought her back home.



The harvest had to be arranged, the right place and time found to drop pretty Lizzy into the basket like a ripe apple.
The store. Several times a week the girl, always with her headphones on, walked to the nearby store and bought just one or two items.



He brushed his sleeve against hers – the way passersby do when overtaking someone from behind. The sidewalk was completely empty, and there was no need for the gesture – letvor knew that well, but he wanted to look her straight in the face.

A side street – dark and without surveillance cameras. He knew this for certain, because the street was right across from his rented apartment. The streetlights and the two cameras on the nearby café he would shoot out with a diabolo pellet from his air rifle every time they got repaired after the last round of shooting.

He had never been this close to success. He had followed her more than once, but there was always a passing car or a pedestrian, and the harvest had to be called off at the last moment. But now the cards had opened in a perfect way...



One swift move and both of them were in that dark street. A hand over her mouth smothered the reflex scream.
“Make a sound and I’ll break your neck,” he threatened, sliding her headphones off just one ear.
“My wallet’s in my pocket, take it,” the girl whimpered, clearly mistaking it for a mugging.



“I’ve been waiting almost four years for this moment,” letvor declared, moving his hand from her mouth to her throat. “I’m only sorry we don’t have more privacy – we could’ve had our fun for weeks. But this is enough... my beautiful Lizzy.”



Within fifteen seconds Lizzy had become an immortal goddess in letvor’s collection of girls - her earthly remains left behind to be easily found and delivered to her parents.

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Note
All images: AI generated.

[Hofrax1]

You know, I’ve gotten pretty good over the years at convincing myself that in spite of my twisted fantasies, that I am a decent, good, person. Then I read a real-life article like this one, and I have to question that, because damned if I wasn’t turned on as hell reading about what he did. These are the things I’m sure many of us have fantssies about, myself included. Sounds like this guy had the means and intent to make them reality.

https://nypost.com/2025/09/26/us-news/h ... ouse-feds/

[Floor13]

New movie, New movie! And just another retarded whore.
FacialAbuse - Blonde Fury Unleashed

Another below average movie. We have some interesting scenes here, but the whore is so stupid that she barely manages to cope with the demands of basic communication. All in all - this movie is only slightly more entertaining than poking a run over dog with a stick.

PS: The next movie has already been released on the official website and, unfortunately, we will also see this retarded whore in it.

Just so you know - this is not water.



Would someone be kind enough to strangle this whore and spare me the trouble of seeing her in another porno?

I mean, she's collared, she's property, she must be used to it?

[letvor]

You know, I’ve gotten pretty good over the years at convincing myself that in spite of my twisted fantasies, that I am a decent, good, person. Then I read a real-life article like this one, and I have to question that, because damned if I wasn’t turned on as hell reading about what he did. These are the things I’m sure many of us have fantssies about, myself included. Sounds like this guy had the means and intent to make them reality.

https://nypost.com/2025/09/26/us-news/h ... ouse-feds/

I consider your emotional response completely appropriate. This is an incredibly thrilling story at which only a stone could remain cold-blooded. I don’t think there’s any need for you to question your personality and ask yourself whether you’re a good person or not... I also believe that you shouldn’t label your fantasies as twisted—because stepping away from the generally accepted social mold makes you a more authentic person than the rest of the herd. (M Heidegger would be proud. )

Howard had the resources to do what we can only dream about—and for that he will now have to bear responsibility. The question here is: would any of us, knowing that there’s a risk of responsibility and possible punishment, do something like that despite all the resources we possess?

In some ideal world—without a second thought.
In this world—???

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One of the West 57th Street penthouse bedrooms was soundproofed and painted red — nicknamed “The Dungeon” — and had a device that was used to shock or electrocute the women, the feds said.

The room also had a cross and bed with restraints where the women would be bound and gagged, according to the authorities.

Source: link

I must admit that Howard has exceptional taste in interior furnishing. I can easily imagine myself in possession of such a room.

Telling Powers he restrained a woman to a cross, with the assistant replying, “I can only imagine what you did to her on that cross!!! Did you shock her p—y??” He replied he did, but complained his electrocution device was “losing strength.”

Note: Jennifer Powers is Rubin’s assistant.

Well, get a stronger battery, Howard—or even better, hook the wires directly into the socket. The girl won’t last long, but it’ll be super fun.

Source: Yandex search

This girl filed a lawsuit for torture—I wonder how many volts went through her and if there’s a chance we could get a recording? Purely as evidence, I promise we’ll immediately forward it to the court, the police, and all other institutions.

Also, if you feel the need, you can tell me everything that evil Uncle Howard did to you. I’m not a psychiatrist, but I’ll gladly listen to you.


Source: same as above

Jennifer has decent potential. I wonder if, like any other good assistant, she first tried everything in the room so her boss could be sure that everything was working properly and ready for use?


Source: same as above

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Instead of a conclusion, I will quote a man well-known and dear to all of us:

If everybody knew how much fun it was to keep a sex slave, half the women would be chained up in somebody’s basement.

Source: David Parker Ray - The Tape

I thank you for sharing this article Hofrax1—I had a great time reading it.

[wulf]

You know, I’ve gotten pretty good over the years at convincing myself that in spite of my twisted fantasies, that I am a decent, good, person. Then I read a real-life article like this one, and I have to question that, because damned if I wasn’t turned on as hell reading about what he did. These are the things I’m sure many of us have fantssies about, myself included. Sounds like this guy had the means and intent to make them reality.

https://nypost.com/2025/09/26/us-news/h ... ouse-feds/

I too have asked myself that question many times over, and I can tell you with certainty that I would not, and could not, hurt someone beyond their limit or without their consent. The reason has nothing to do with resources, and everything to do with what I call 'the brakes'. That being having empathy, caring about others, and a deep sense of right and wrong. That is what separates us from the murderers and serial killers in prison.

My torture fantasies are very severe, and not something to be done in RL. For me, the thought of dislocating a woman's joints on the rack might turn me on, doing it for real wouldn't be a turn-on at all, and I wouldn't be able to do it.
Knowing that about myself allows me to enjoy my fantasy world in my head and without harming anyone and no guilt.
I can only speak for myself, but I think most of us have those 'brakes'... at one level or another... and that keeps us from being a menace to society and in prison like David Parker Ray.

[yyy02]

You know, I’ve gotten pretty good over the years at convincing myself that in spite of my twisted fantasies, that I am a decent, good, person. Then I read a real-life article like this one, and I have to question that, because damned if I wasn’t turned on as hell reading about what he did. These are the things I’m sure many of us have fantssies about, myself included. Sounds like this guy had the means and intent to make them reality.

https://nypost.com/2025/09/26/us-news/h ... ouse-feds/

TBH, sounds like this guy was living the dream. Money always talks.
Only halfway to the kind of abuse GIMPers fantasize about.
Playboy models? Whew.
But everyone survived. There may have been the occasional small cut, scrape, or bruise, but otherwise...
Just my speed, sorry GIMP.


This beautiful woman looks like Sandra Otterman (aka Wifey) with heavy makeup.

https://nypost.com/wp-content/uploads/s ... &strip=all

[letvor]

(...) For me, the thought of dislocating a woman's joints on the rack might turn me on, doing it for real wouldn't be a turn-on at all, and I wouldn't be able to do it. (...)

This is a great thought that I’ve spent countless hours thinking about. Allow me to build on your post:

I also have many fantasies that are unfeasible for objective reasons —

But imagine you find yourself in a situation (say you're taking part in a war) where you can enter a women's student dormitory. Carrying an M60 with a 1,000-round belt.
“Hello, beautiful, up for a dance?!”
Ha ha ha

I believe I could do something like this at any time of day or night. However, until I actually find myself in such a situation, I can’t say that with certainty. Just like no one can definitively claim they couldn’t do something.

I might not be able to shoot a dog, let alone twenty girls — while someone who thinks they’re incapable of turning their fantasies into reality would walk into a maternity ward with a flamethrower.



Source: The Thing (1982.)

[letvor]

(...) For me, the thought of dislocating a woman's joints on the rack might turn me on, doing it for real wouldn't be a turn-on at all, and I wouldn't be able to do it. (...)

This is a great thought that I’ve spent countless hours thinking about. Allow me to build on your post:

I also have many fantasies that are unfeasible for objective reasons —

But imagine you find yourself in a situation (say you're taking part in a war) where you can enter a women's student dormitory. Carrying an M60 with a 1,000-round belt.
“Hello, beautiful, up for a dance?!”
Ha ha ha

I believe I could do something like this at any time of day or night. However, until I actually find myself in such a situation, I can’t say that with certainty. Just like no one can definitively claim they couldn’t do something.

I might not be able to shoot a dog, let alone twenty girls — while someone who thinks they’re incapable of turning their fantasies into reality would walk into a maternity ward with a flamethrower.

A properly functioning flamethrower.



Source: The Thing (1982.)

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But everyone survived.

And that really sucks

[hornythumb]

You know, I’ve gotten pretty good over the years at convincing myself that in spite of my twisted fantasies, that I am a decent, good, person. Then I read a real-life article like this one, and I have to question that, because damned if I wasn’t turned on as hell reading about what he did. These are the things I’m sure many of us have fantssies about, myself included. Sounds like this guy had the means and intent to make them reality.

https://nypost.com/2025/09/26/us-news/h ... ouse-feds/

I too have asked myself that question many times over, and I can tell you with certainty that I would not, and could not, hurt someone beyond their limit or without their consent. The reason has nothing to do with resources, and everything to do with what I call 'the brakes'. That being having empathy, caring about others, and a deep sense of right and wrong. That is what separates us from the murderers and serial killers in prison.

My torture fantasies are very severe, and not something to be done in RL. For me, the thought of dislocating a woman's joints on the rack might turn me on, doing it for real wouldn't be a turn-on at all, and I wouldn't be able to do it.
Knowing that about myself allows me to enjoy my fantasy world in my head and without harming anyone and no guilt.
I can only speak for myself, but I think most of us have those 'brakes'... at one level or another... and that keeps us from being a menace to society and in prison like David Parker Ray.

Fully agree here. None of us wants the real thing. Its all just fantasy.

Funny, I just heard some whimpering from my gimp harem locked up in the shed out back.