30 days submission training i experienced (part three)
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Posted:Mar 21, 2023 7:30 pm
Last Updated:Mar 23, 2023 6:29 am 4390 Views
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My training continues. Everything was prearranged. The train rides. People I would meet. Cities I would visit. Lodging accommodations were under the control of others. This is a recount of my recent 30 days of submissive training.
I was dropped off at the corner. A mile from the train station. In a city that I did not know. No money. No food. No place to stay other than the train.
As the taxi she was in drove away. I began to walk in the direction she told me. I tried to find the train station, but I took a wrong turn somewhere. I had to stop a total stranger and ask for directions.
I was so embarrassed as to how I was dressed. The pink feminine attire chosen for me to wear.
I walked by a group of teenage girls who were pointing at me. Not just giggling but laughing out loud. I got catcalls. Horns honking. I wanted to get a paper bag and put it over my head. The walk of shame was ripping me apart.
Got to the train station with little time to spare. My ticket in my hand. Found my train car. Went aboard to find my seat. When I got to my seat. There was a man sitting in the aisle seat next to my window seat. I said excuse me. My seats by the window. Then I looked at my assigned coach seat and noticed my picture just laying on the seat. The same picture another Female had on this journey. Then I noticed this paper bag on my seat.
Is that for me I asked the gentleman sitting there. He looked at me. Glanced over at my picture laying face up on the seat. Then looked back at me. Looks like it’s for you. I’m sure you know what to do with it. Sadly for me, he was right. I reached over. Picked up the bag. By the weight and by the feel, I could tell what was inside.
He looked up at me. The bathrooms back there he said. Be quick about it and get back here. You have five minutes. Hurried to the bathroom. Struggled to pull down both my pink sweat pants and leggings. I had no lube and the clock was ticking. So I spit on the plug before shoving it in.
It hurt. Was not a large plug. But after last nights pegging, my ass was very sore.
Got back to my seat with 30 seconds to spare. Do you mind if I sit I asked the man sitting next to my seat. He looked up. Do you have the bag. I answered Yes Sir. In my mind I remember the last person made me go back in the bathroom to retrieve the bag.
As I sat down he handed me a leash. A pink leash. Put it on he said. Clip it to your cage. Do it now. I took the leash. Started to get up. Where are going he asked. To the bathroom to clip it to the cage. Sit down he said. Do it here. Do it now. In front of everyone I asked. Sit down. Put your hand in your pants. And do as you are told.
After I clipped the leash to my chastity cage. He took the other end of the leash and wrapped it around his wrist. We spent the night together. Sitting side by side. He kept me on a short leash. I was grateful he allowed me to cover my lap with my blanket.
At the next destination I had a two night layover. We disembarked the train together. He made me leave about a foot of the leash hanging down the front of my pants. We took a cab to another hotel.
In the hotel room, I disrobed. Got on my knees and worshiped his big black cock. He said I was his white bitch boi. That he would turn me out tomorrow. I did not understand at the time what he meant. My attention was more on pleasing him. Being the cock sucking slut he was calling me.
We slept in the bed together. Wrapped in a passionate embrace. Here I was. Making love to a stranger. Embracing a man who had just fucked the shit out of me.
In the morning I crawled under the covers. Put my face between his legs and sucked until he shot his load in my mouth. Yes, I swallowed. I just felt I had too. He pulled back the covers. Told me to straddle his cock and ride it. I crawled and positioned myself to take his big black cock up my ass. I rode him and rode him. Looking down at his face as this sissy slut rode his cock.
After he shot his load in my ass. I laid down on his chest. Hugging him. Thanking him. And yes. Inserting my tongue in his mouth as I kissed him long and hard.
After a long, caressing and very passionate embrace. I felt his cock leaving my ass. He lifted my face. Looked me in the eyes and said clean my cock, Bitch. I crawled back down between his legs and licked up all his cum off his cock AND balls.
Before breakfast, he grabbed the leash and made me crawl to the shower. I knelt in the shower. He stood before me. Told me to lift my head up and open my mouth. He gave me a golden shower. Peeing all over me. On my face, in my hair. In my mouth. I had to kneel there. Looking up at him. Eyes wide open. Submitting to the humiliation and degrading treatment.
He sent me back to the bedroom to get dressed. He was going to take a shower and wash the stench of me off him he said. He made me leave the urine on me. He called me a slut and kicked me out of the bathroom.
I crawled out of the bathroom. Got dressed in the same pink clothes I wore since yesterday. As I waited for him to come out of the bathroom. I knelt down on the bedroom floor. Kneeling at the foot of the bed. Faced the bathroom door. Lifted the pink leash that was still attached to my cock cage. I bowed my head in submission and waited. One hand I placed behind my back. The other hand I raised above my head. Dangling the other end of the leash from between my fingers. I knelt there in silence. Deciding to not speak until given permission.
We left our things in the hotel room and forgo a cab. Instead we walked to a restaurant for breakfast. He made me walk ten paces behind him. The leash was back to hanging down the front of my pants.
I was hungry when he handed me a menu. Don’t recall the last I ate. The waitress came over and took my order. Anything you want he told me. Order anything you want he said. I ordered a big breakfast. Eggs, bacon, hash browns, toast, coffee and orange juice. Then I added a side order of biscuits and gravy I saw on the menu. Is that all the waitress asked me. Yes Ma'am I replied. Sorry I'm so hungry.
Then she took his order. Steak and eggs he was having. The waitress took our menus and turned away. The man stopped her. Told her to cancel her order. Meaning me. Bring her a slice of toast and a glass of water. She needs to watch her girlish figure he said.
My heart sank to my empty stomach. I bowed my head in utter shame. The waitress brought his big steak and brought me a slice of toast and glass of water. The waitress addressed me saying I know where you are going. I’ve been there. Not only relax your ass but your mouth as well. Swallow everything they give you. There is protein in their cum.
The waitress kissed her finger and pressed it to my lips. Be good and maybe he won’t whip you to hard tonight. I looked at him and he smiled at me. I sat and watched him cutting his steak. I was so hungry. I sat across from him. Just watching him eat his steak. I was licking my lips as the food smelled so good. He looked up at me. Stopped eating. With his knife and fork still in his two hands. He pointed to the water glass and told me to drink.
I took a sip and set the glass back on the table. The waitress came back and asked how was everything. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a pill. Bring her another glass of water. She has a pill to take he told the waitress. Turned to me. Asked me if I was locked in chastity. Yes Ma'am I replied. A spiked one.
Oh I feel sorry for you little girl. I have seen how those can bring a man to his knees. And trust me when I tell you, he will have you on your knees plenty. She left and brought me another glass of water and set it down in front of me. I used to be one of his bitches she told me. And when the boys get together. They will ravage every inch of you. I looked at him. He stopped eating. Held his fork and knife in both hands as he looked at me. The boys are going to love you he said to me. Then he went back to eating his steak while I ate my one slice of toast.
Not much I remember after that. He did walk me to this clubhouse. Some boys were playing pool while others were drinking and hanging out. I was told to strip and I was led around on a leash. I was bent over the pool table. That was the first time I have ever had a pool cue inserted in my ass. I spent hours on my knees. Taking it down my throat and up my ass. I swallowed so much cum. I remembered the protein the waitress talked about. Then someone asked would I like a beer. I was still on my knees and said yes Sir. Well he pulled out his dick and said open up. Then he urinated in my mouth. Telling me I better not spill a drop.
That night the man took me back to the hotel. I could barely walk down the street after having so many cocks in me. He let me crawl into bed with him. We made passionate love together. It felt so good to hold him. To cuddle. And yes. To kiss him over and over. We fell asleep embraced tightly in each others arms. Or at least I was tightly hugging him.
When we woke up it was nearly checkout time. We overslept and I had a train to catch. He let me take a quick shower. I washed my hair. It was so sticky with urine and cum. In the bedroom I got down on my knees. Humbled myself at his feet. Thanking him over and over for the experience.
He took out his cell phone and took pictures of me. Naked pictures of me on my knees. I did not mind, after all we just did together. I have to send some pics to your friends he said. Let me have your phone number. I’ll send some to you too.
Now get up and get dressed. I’ll take you to the station. He let me choose what clothes to put on. The pink ones were soiled and torn. He kept the pink clothes. I want these to remember you. You little slut.
Outside the hotel he hailed a cab. We kissed each other in the back of the cab. And I mean I kissed him and kissed him. I was tempted to go down on him right in the back of the cab. But we were nearing the train station.
I want the leash back he said. I reached in my pants. Unclipped the leash from my chastity cage and handed the leash to him. Have fun on your journey slave. It only gets better. If you are worthy of her love he told me.
Whatever it takes I told him. Whatever it takes.
My next train was a 3 night, 4 day ride, across America. It felt so good when I discovered I had both seats to myself this time. I felt so drained of everything by this time. I told myself, as I would be alone on the train this time. Told myself it would feel so good to rest now.
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30 days submissive training i experienced (part 2)
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Posted:Mar 21, 2023 2:41 pm
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2023 10:15 pm 5123 Views
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As I sit here. Trying to remember and share here some of my personal experience from the recent cross country train ride across America.
At this time I am undergoing more submissive training I have been told. I am sitting here naked. Wearing the chastity cage from hell. These metal spikes have been ripping me apart. I had to set up a webcam here. There is a live feed ongoing. No idea who is watching me at this point in time. But as I look to who is logged on at this time. I see the viewer count right now is 23
This is public humiliation training I was told. A form of submission I have hated. It used to be a hard limit. A very hard limit. But during this training I am told that others determine all my limits. I have surrendered to my trainers.
To continue where I last left off. I was on my knees before a Dominant and Superior Female. She had a strapon in her crotch. My face was staring at her cock. I was intimidated by her.
Handed me a pill. Ordered me to swallow it. I needed something to drink. She reached into her bag and withdrew a bottle. I knew you wanted this. She unscrewed the top. Handed me the bottle. I have been saving this just for you. It is my essence of urine and spit. Now take the pill and drink everything in that bottle.
That night she made me worship and deep throat her cock. The feeling of her balls in my mouth and her cock down the back of my throat did something to me. And the magical male enhancement pill was kicking in and making my pee pee try to grow to man size. As my pee pee swelled the metal spikes grabbed hold and made me double over in pain.
I got on the bed and she took me doggy style. Calling me her bitch as she slapped my ass and thrust her cock in me. Over and over again.
She brought me to the edge of orgasm using her cock to massage my prostate. I have not had an orgasm in who knows when. And I was afraid of what might happen if I drained my balls. I tried to hold. Seeing I have not been given permission to cum. But it was like my teeth were floating in the back of my head. Like a male sometimes feels when her has been holding his urine to the point where he has to relieve himself in the toilet, before he pees all down his pants.
I begged and begged to please let me cum. She just laughed at me. She told me they said I was a little piggy. They were right. You are a little piggy aren’t you. I admitted to her I was a little piggy. Now please let me cum. She said cum in your hand little piggy. Body shook. I was experiencing sensations I have not felt since before I begged my wife to allow me to bring chastity in our marriage.
The time came. I felt so warm I was feeling like a man. About to drain these blue balls.
Instead of a large heavy load shooting all over my hand. I felt what I felt was a massive orgasm shooting from my dick. Instead what was happening was my cock swelled and swelled. And those metal spikes pierced the flesh of my rock hard cock. As I shook and shook, I finally had an orgasm. Not a hard driving load. Rather a couple drops dripped from the head of my cock. She laughed when she saw it. What I saw in my hand and the way she was talking to me. I just wanted to go in the corner/ Crawl into a little ball and die.
She was laughing and laughing AT me as she watch me lick my hand clean
I am remembering these details because she was recording this and this morning I was made to watch it. Part of my training I was told.
Before the morning she turned me over on my back. I lifted my legs. Spread them apart. Watched her come at me. She fucked me over and over again. This time she introduced breath control. Breath play into the session. As she fucked me, she placed her hands on my throat. She squeezed until I could not breath. She released her grip allowing me to breath. Then she squeezed my throat again and again.
She climbed on top of me. Fucked my face with her cock. Then she st on my face and smothered me. She took pictures of me on the bed. My legs in the air. On my knees with her cock in my mouth and she recorded me as I promised to be a better and more obedient slave. She said she was sharing this with others. Let the world know you are a little piggy.
She sent me in the shower to clean up. Time for you to go. I was being kicked aside. I felt so low. Asking myself, in my head, what did I do wrong. I stepped out of the shower. Felt so fresh and clean. Washed my hair and dried it. I felt so much better. Trying to put what just happened out of my mind.
Se was dressed in business attire. Black jacket. White silk blouse. Black slacks. Professional looking shoes adorned her feet. She was wearing what I would say were sexy looking glasses. Her hair was pulled up into a bun. I stood there frozen. Watched as she applied lipstick her her luscious lips.
It was then I fell to my knees. Knelt before her. Like it was what it was required of me. May I kiss your feet I asked.
DO IT she said. She stood there with the lipstick in her hand. She looked down on me Called me a pathetic. No idea why someone wants a piece of shit like you. She called me a pathetic loser. Then kicked me aside.
Time to get dressed. It’s check out time. I laid your clothes out on the bed. Get dressed and be quick about it. I looked at what was chosen for me. A red lacy bra. Pair of matching lace panties. Crotch-less panties so my cage can hang out. There were pink leggings. A pink T-shirt with the word QUEEN on the front. There were white sneakers and pink sweat pants.
As I got dressed I felt ashamed of myself. Dressing like a girl. Dressed in pink with red bra and panties. I’m about to continue of my train ride. I’m in a city I have never been to before. How could I go out in public like this. I’m just hoping no on sees me.
After getting dressed she made me pack up the cameras gear. Then she made to pose for more pictures. I want this as my profile pic she said.
She grabbed hold of me. Hugged me and kissed me. I felt her tongue in my mouth. My crotch was stirring as I was getting excited. I tried to pull back but she just held me tighter..
Hope who ever you are doing this for is worthy of a slave like you.
I need to clean your face. I got lipstick on you. She cleaned my cheek and around my lips. Just a few final touches she said. Then she applied red lipstick to my lips. Put a hat on my head. A pink cap that said “Pink Ladies”. Before you go. One final touch. She held a spray bottle in front of me. This is my favorite she said. And she sprayed some perfume on me.
Now down on your knees she said. As I knelt before her she made me look up to her. If you weren’t owned by someone already. I would love to brand you as my personal slave..
Now lets get this stuff and carry it to the lobby. We have a cab to catch.
She was driving me to the train station. Or so I thought. My thought was to climb on that train and crawl under my blanket. I felt so embarrassed looking and smelling like this.
She had the taxi pull up to a corner and stop. Get out she commanded. Your a pathetic loser. Let the world see what a sissy you are. Your train station is one mile down this road. You have two hours before your train departs. Better get going. You don’t want to miss your train. Remember you have no money. No credit card. No way to get a room here if you muss your train.
I turned to her. Said thank you Mistress. Opened the door and got out. The taxi driver handed me my backpack. She must be something special he said to me. She is I said. She is. I stood on the sidewalk and watched the cab drive away. Before they left, she rolled down the window and told me get going. The train will not wait for you.
I have personal experiences to share about the submissive training train ride. And there are more pics and visual recordings for me to watch as they jog my memory of what I was forced to endure.
For you online now. You 57 watching me right now. I have no idea who any of you. This is part of my public humiliation training I am told. I hate doing this. At the same time. I feel a stirring between my legs. Yes this unknown eyes looking at me in this most vulnerable state. It does somewhat get me excited. Turned on. And I’m feeling more and more a slave. Going deeper and deeper in that rabbit hole
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30 days submissive training I experienced
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Posted:Mar 20, 2023 1:05 pm
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 9:53 pm 3087 Views
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I not too recently returned from what I was told was part of my submissive training.
It consisted of 30 days on a train. Riding Amtrak cross country. Criss crossing America. East coast to the West coast. And from the Canada border down to the Mexico border.
The trip was all arranged by some keyholders. They arranged all the trains. Even arranged the seating. Not a sleeper. Not even a roomette. It was coach seating all the way. Publicly exposed the entire trip. No privacy.
My destinations were chosen for me. They arranged for my lodging when I got off the train. Otherwise, while on the train, I had to sleep with the other coach class passengers. I spent 20 nights out of 30 nights trying to sleep on the train. The word is “trying”
Before I was about to be taken to the first of many trains. My “friends” locked me up in a new chastity cage. Hell is an understatement to what this device is. The cage is smaller than I have been wearing. It was hard to pack my “manhood” in the cage. On the outside it was smaller and the room inside was taken up by sharp metal spikes. I struggled to put the cage on. As I forced my little pee pee in the cage. The spikes let me see and feel how my flesh could and would be ripped and torn by the spikes.
I had to wear that for a few days before the trip. My “friends” seemed to take great pleasure by teasing and tormenting me in this new cage. Yes, I did spend time, on my knees, crying my eyes out. And my “friends” making me swallow erectile enhancement pills while they watched, made the shame I felt even worse for me.
Some friends stayed with me for the eek before my first train was scheduled to depart. They packed my backpack. I was only allowed to carry what they decided. I was given a wallet containing only my ID and a few dollars for food and drink. And I do mean a few dollars. I had to try and live on less than $100 for the entire 30 days. If I wanted more on the trip. I would either have to beg others for food or spare change. They did say I could find ways to make money on the journey. My services might be worth a couple dollars to someone. They laughed when they said that.
Three days before they took me to the train station. The key was mailed to someone. There was only one key for this chastity cage they told. Better hope it does not get lost in the mail they told me. They secured all but one of the compartments on my backpack. Leaving only space for my train tickets. A long, long list of instructions. A pack of peanut butter crackers. And a small bottle of water. I would meet someone when I got off the train, who would take possession of the bag and inspect it to make sure I did not try and tamper with it.
That first train was an overnight. When I got to my seat I saw both seats were unoccupied. I settled in my seat. Or as best as I could. The conductor came by. Check my ticket. Enjoy your ride he said Then he walked to the next passenger.
A few hours later the train stopped for a fresh air break. Gave me time to get up, stretch my legs outside and look at the setting sun while taking in the fresh air. When I got back to my seat there was this woman sitting in the seat next to where I was sitting. She was in the aisle. My seat was next to the window. There was a bag. A paper bag on my seat. Along with her purse. I tried to explain to her that was my seat next to her. She unfolded a piece of paper. She looked at it. Then the paper to show me. It was my picture. Is that you she asked. Yes ma’am I replied.
It’s about time you got here. It’s not nice to make a lady wait. Someone should teach you some manners. Now reach over and pick up that paper bag. I reached over and she leaned forward so I would end up brushing against her breasts. I stood in the aisle. Now take that bag in the bathroom and put it where it belongs. NOW GO. We will talk about this later.
In the bathroom I discovered a butt plug. One that was rather large in size. I had to use hand soap to lube it up enough for me to insert it where it belongs. And as I struggled to push it in. My little pee pee was trying to grow. And those spikes were reminding me they were there.
I got back to my seat. The train had already been moving. Sorry I took so long I told her. Your not sorry. Not yet at least. She picked my backpack off my seat and tossed it on the floor. Now sit down, before you can’t sit down. We have a long couple nights together.
That first night was hard on me. I got little sleep. I was covered up with a thin blanket she brought me. The rocking of the train seemed to drive that plug deeper and deeper up my ass. She laid next to me. Her head on my shoulder. Using it like a pillow. And her hand inside my pants. Her fingers in my crotch.
During the ride, we talked about things. General things as well as intimate and very personal things. When we got to our destination. She had me carry the bags. Both hers and mine. Walk five paces behind her she said. Don’t speak to her. Don’t acknowledge her. Eyes down and follow me.
She hailed a cab. We were taken to a classy hotel. She checked in. I continued to follow her. Up the elevator and into the room.
Once inside the room she told me put the bags on the bed. Then she had me strip naked and get on my knees. I watched as she examined my backpack. Taking her time. Checking all the zippers. Then threw the bag across the room. You won’t need that here..
Then I watched as she opened her bag. She pulled out some toys. Strapon and harness among other things. Then she set her bag aside. Walked over to me. Stood in front of me. I looked up as she towered over me. We need to set some ground rules. Then she spit in my face. And the training commenced.
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The Lesbian and the aftermath
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Posted:Feb 5, 2023 5:08 am
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 9:53 pm 4190 Views
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Spent some time with a lesbian. She was cruel and quite sadistic. The way I have come to desire a Female.
I did not have sex with her but she had sex. Lots and lots of sex, with me.
When she did not have me locked in a cage. When she was not leaving her marks all over my naked flesh. When she was not using me as her fucktoy and cock sucking slut. She would invite others to have their way with me.
She had a man over. I was to fuck him. My first time having sex with anyone in years.
Using my dick to fuck someone was cruel and humiliating. My dick has been locked in chastity for so many years that it has shrunk to nothing. So when he laid down on his back and spread his legs. She watched as I struggled to put my little dick inside him.
The more I struggled. The more I failed. The more I failed. The more she laughed.
After extensive verbal chastising. Verbal degrading. She made me get on my knees. Lower my head and take his cock in my mouth. He had a very large cock. I gagged on his cock. She held the back of my head and pushed his cock deeper down my throat.
He came twice in my mouth. I had to swallow his warm cream. Then she made me switch places. Made me get on my back. Made me spread my legs and hold my ankles in the air.
I watched as he got closer and closer. His big cock guided towards my man pussy. She made me keep my eyes open and watch as she put his cock in my pussy.
He had long staying power. She laughed at me. Spit on my face. Even used my mouth as a human ashtray as she smoked while he fucked me.
Afterwards she made me get on all fours and clean his cock. As I sucked his cock she beat my ass. That paddle turned my ass red. I cried as she paddled my ass and he fucked my mouth.
I could not take anymore. My body was shaking. She made me crawl into the cage. She locked the door. Then both her and him stood over the cage and delivered to me golden showers.
They left me to think about it. Threw a blanket over the cage and left me to stew in their juices.
There was a video made of this. Heard it was shared with others. Have had to watch it three times already. Imagine I am naked. Kneeling in front of clothed females. My hands clasped behind my back as I am facing the screen. Being forced to watch and listen to the ordeal over and over again.
Not only were my key holders laughing at me. But the second and third time, they invited some locals over. Females I had seen in town but did not know them. Well it seems they knew about me. Now I was kneeling before them. They watched the screen as I was fucked over and over. Then it was their turn to fuck me. They had strapons that I had to suck. After, I had to lay on my back. Spread my legs. And look at their face as they fucked me with their cocks.
I could not orgasm fucking a man. I don’t think I could ever orgasm. Ever again fucking a woman. So what is left is pussy worship. Ass worship. Boot licking. And spreading my cheeks as I watch cock after cock penetrate my man pussy
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Putting this offer out there
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Posted:Jan 18, 2023 6:29 am
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2023 9:19 am 4438 Views
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Putting this offer out there.
ISO someone to join me on a Caribbean Cruise. Looking at possibly one week sailing. Maybe two.
I have only two requirements. One is my cabin mate be a female. All woman. The other is she is a dominate superior female. Extra points if she is into strapon domination "pegging".
Of course I will pay for the cruise. We will share a cabin. I wil submit to you
Do you prefer a submissive male with a lily white ass. A red ass. Or a black and blue ass.
I am open to any Female. Younger. Middle age. Or older. Any size or race.
The cruise will depart Florida.
Send me a private message with what are your demands. Your interests. Your experiences as a Superior Female.
Do you want to go on a cruise with an older submissive male.
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Confession
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Posted:Jan 15, 2023 11:20 pm
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 9:53 pm 4109 Views
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I get off on pain
I know It's wrong. But I have become a pain slut. And pain sluts get punished. Punished hard
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I begged them for this punishment
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Posted:Jan 15, 2023 10:56 pm
Last Updated:Jan 17, 2023 9:34 pm 4063 Views
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I recently endured what I think was the most intense extreme multi-day session I ever experienced. I want to say I survived the encounter but I not really. They crushed me. Broke me in so many ways. I was left a shell of a piece of . A pathetic loser in so many ways.
I was placed in different types of bondage. They used many toys. Shoved things in my ass and fucked my mouth over and over.
They whipped me . The whip cut me again and again. There was no safe word. I had agreed to this before hand. Said they could do anything.
I was being punished. I was being broken. I knew it and got on my knees before them and begged for it.
After they broke my flesh many times. They sprayed alcohol on my open wounds and laughed as I screamed from the pain.
It was then when the fun as they called it began. I do not recall much after that. Next thing I remember was coming to inside a nasty hard metal cage. The floor of the cage was covered by a bed of nails. The cage was small and I was forced to be on my hands and knees. No idea how long I remained in the cage. I was told five days. My knees may never be the same I begged for this.
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Met a couple here
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Posted:Sep 15, 2022 1:10 am
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 9:53 pm 9060 Views
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Been gone for awhile. Can't say where. I did meet them here.
She is very much in charge. He is very submissive.
They have been married for some time. She has hin by the balls. really has him. She had him castrated. She took his balls. Keeps them in a glass mason jar. she keeps them on full display in the living room. It shames him when someone asks what are those.
Spent time with her. a few days. She offered to show me how she castrated her husband. She put the band around my balls. I was tied p at the time so I could not stop her. She left the band on for 24 hours. I was scared.
She says her husband was like a wild bull. She kept him in chastity. Now he is a gelding. Very tame and VERY submissive
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Understand
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Posted:Aug 23, 2022 3:06 am
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2022 3:08 am 11063 Views
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As a subbie. There are times you must let yourself go. Let others decide what happens. 
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Sharing some thoughts
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Posted:Aug 19, 2022 4:59 am
Last Updated:Jan 17, 2023 9:35 pm 11557 Views
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I have added some thoughts in he comments. You are welcome to add your thoughts and comments
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