I need torture I woke up craving a good fucking beating. All the works including punches and kicks. I love the smell of my blood and the feel of it making its way down my flesh. and let us not forget the fucking great feeling of welts forming on my body. And I know exactly where to go to get such great attention. For a few years now I have a friend that I met over the internet and he loves to beat the shit out of women. When we realized we were only living streets away from each other we hooked up right away and still hook up to this day. Yeah, we fuck but that is an afterthought. I usually get a good hour to an hour and half of a good brutal beating.
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Satisfaction
The smell of my own blood dripping down my flesh makes my cunt quiver. That tingling feeling I get inside when a sharp cold to the touch steal knife presses against my flesh then slowly cuts into my skin. Feeling that surge of pain rush thru my entire body. My cunt soaks with each strike of the knife. I know that my moans give me away. The excitement in my eyes as I take a lick of my own blood. I watch in awe as the knife plays and teases my flesh. Sinking into my flesh like the knife knowing exactly where to cut. My body going numb. My head getting light headed. My cunt wanting to explode everywhere. It is an incredible sensation that you must experience to understand the satisfaction in it all.
Let’s Taste Each Other
It was a blind date, one of my close friends suggested him to me. She said he was my kind of peculiar. It wasn’t until near the end of the evening I figured out what she had meant. We had met up earlier in the day to catch a movie. He was a nice looking man very well mannered and polite. He was also very gentle which I didn’t really care for, but the way he was so careful was curious. After the movie he offered to cook us dinner back at his place. I accepted to be polite although I was finding our date very boring. He sat me down at the table and started to prepare things in kitchen. He grabbed a hefty size knife and walked over to the table. He then said “Have you ever tasted yourself Juliet?” he grinned placing the tip of the knife against his tongue. It was like a new person suddenly I couldn’t quite explain it. “I’m not sure what you mean” I replied curiously. He paused and answered “I think to be truly intimate with someone, you should share your flavor with them.” As he finished he pulled up his sleeve and sliced off a slice of his own flesh, and walked into the kitchen placing it in the frying pan. I smiled, when I finally understood that he was my kind of peculiar. I walked into the kitchen and took the knife from his hand and cut off a slice of myself. “In that case, let’s taste each other” I grinned.
Brutality
Take these nipples and slice them right off. Oh I am sorry was that to direct to say? Lol to fucking bad . I want to have these nipples sliced right off as your cock is deep in my cunt. As I am begining to orgasim I want to feel the pain of the knife in my flesh. I want to feel the blood drip down my stomach as I scream. I want to smell that blood as I feel your cock fucking me harder and faster. After you cut off my nipples shove them right in my mouth and make me eat them and swallow. And drop your load right into my skanky cunt. This is the brutality that I dream of.
It was Me or Her
I stumbled and fell, but was ripped back up by my nipples. “Get the fuck up slut.” A guy from my Dad’s crew ordered me. He twisted my nipples hard then attached nipple clamps to each one. My nipples were rock hard and throbbing. “Mmm you like that don’t you, you fucking pain slut” he spit in my face as he attached a chain to my nipple clamps, dragging me along. I stumbled some more but he continued to tug me along by my nipples. We reached a place in the middle of the woods; a mattress was there on the ground, as was more guys than I could count. I recognized almost all of them, all were either my Dad’s workers or friends. They were going to torture me again. Fuck me raw until my holes were wide open, dripping with cum… blood and cum dried onto my face. He threw me onto the mattress face first, taking a fist to my ass already causing me to scream. As I opened my mouth another cock was there already fucking my face. I coughed and gag and moaned as my ass and mouth were violated. I am such a fucking slut. I deserve this, I love this. I feel my cunt sopping wet, and I am ashamed. Being their whore, their cum dumpster, their pain loving slut makes me so turned on. Suddenly my face is being brought up and I see another girl has arrived to the party. But I know she won’t make it out, I am the only one who lives to remember what happens at night with Daddy’s friends. They push her to the ground and begin to fulfill all their rape fantasies, and drag me over to fulfill their snuff phone sex fantasies too. She is laying there, sobbing, bloody and covered in piss and cum. They hand me an ax and tell me it’s me or her, and of course I obey them… I am a good submissive slut – I bid her goodbye with one good hack to the neck.