I have to write now again a few phrases since so many deeply affecting happenings tormented my mind. You see me sitting in my own blood on a chair while my ass and sex is painfully intruded from needle spiked dildos. How it came ? Let me roll up the entire path to this horrible situation.
As usual since a while i was assisting the sadists at the Glass´n Stone House. We had much to do and many poor guys and girls had to suffer... often also caused by my hands.
Someone shoot Santa from the sky and we had much fun to torture and use him in a never before done way.
On the other hand i got abused, humiliated and tortured already too. Many clients just waited for the right moment to realize their incredible perverted and mostly very painful ideas on me.
To get frozen slowly in a huge fridge, bound tight to a pole inside is surely nothing i can suggest for having fun.
Also a very long torture session with Sir Mitch where my breasts got nailed after i had to suffer with sliced cut soles, rubbed with crunched sea-shells and tight bandaged, is not my usual evening entertainment.
I was completely freaked out after a very cruel session where my gasoline soaked hair, my sticked out tongue and breasts got burned and tortured by a lighter. The cruel sadist did not allow any move while i got tormented. Otherwise he had sliced my throat with his knife in seconds.
In relation to the previous described torture, the other treatments like electrodes on my labia, appears pretty soft and bearable.
The amount of humiliation was also remarkable during the days. And experts in this theme like Sir Bremen made rich use of it on me.
Often i wished to become invisible suddenly while intense shame colored my face crimson-red during the unspeakable doings on me.
I should not forget to mention the intense sexual abuse which was also present day by day.
For regeneration of my heavily used and abused sex was really no time and so the more and more growing physical pain was permanently surrounding my mind.
I can´t remember how many brutal men raped me and how much semen i had to swallow but the amount was for sure not too small.
Writing this lines makes me shaking in disgust and barely disbelief how deep someone can sink after a while. My fresh re-awoke lust to dominate got a heavy punch in the stomach during the last days and so i paused it.
But now i reflected enough the background of the last days and it´s time for aiming the attention to the actual situation.
Few days ago i got brutally raped and slowly killed by a cruel whisper-demon.
The martyr was gladly over after two hours and my lifeless body was laying in my own blood on the patio. Miss Mali found me there and brought me quickly into the regeneration-chamber to make me alive again. With a still dizzy mind i followed her suggestion to visit Sir Iezious at the beach where he was fishing.
We arrived the beach and the grand senior chief of GSH were sleeping in the sun. Miss Mali worried about his unprotected bald head in the full shining noon sun. I decided to place my Ascot hat and curiously a red funny plastic nose on the sleeping boss. The laughing around was big and a friend of Miss Mali and Miss Shani, the wife of Sir Iezious came by too.
Unfortunately my funny doing on the house-owner had dramatic consequences and so a huge photo of the blamed chief were placed on the house-walls to decry my inadequate doings. The wardens bound me tight to the captive-chair on the patio and gave me free for all possible kinds of punishment - the more brutal, the better.
Not long after this exposed displaying the tormenting and abuse started roughly.
One of the most cruel things which was done on me was the insertion of needle-spiked dildos in my anus and vagina. I will not describe it detailed nor i want to talk about the long way to death i had during many hours of bleeding and more torture while being prepared so horrible.
I just can say that i got made alive again by the use of the genius regeneration technology there and was brought back to the cruel chair. The punishment for my failure has just began and will hold on in this intensity for a while. So i am on a painful path to hell it seems.
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