Masochistic Poetic Musing - Invitations to Hurt Me: 02/01/2008

I caught a glimpse of you today, looking at my swollen tits spilling out like Dolly Parton, straining... to be... set free. You had that look, it said you knew all about my sick desires, that you'd seen my naked tortured tits and knew I'd let you pinch and slap and clamp and bite them, even Crop them... marking them as yours with bloody stripes all the while demanding that... I beg and plead and cry for more. You seem to know .... I'll gladly suffer your abuses....only asking that you keep my secret.... Fuck Me harder, deeper, faster! Spank my pussy... use you flogger.... make me your obedient slave ....dominate me with a glance.... down on my hands and knees I'll kneel... tits bound and blue waiting... ass cocked for your inspection... swollen cunt lips begging for attention.... knowing that all I'm getting is a vicious, wicked flogging.... first the cunt lips ripe and bursting.... then that cocked and waiting ass.... finally you stand me up.... but wait... thats a hardwood paddle!!!!! Please sir???? and then it cracks against a beautiful blue swollen tit... I gasp and then before I catch my breath you've whacked the other cold blue tit and with out stopping for a momemnt you crack it hard against my nipples...Please Sir??? But on and on and on you go until I'm sure they're going to burst wide open..."Stand up straight, bitch... I'm not done!!" now I'm scared.... clover clamps and weights come out....I try to scream but my voice is gone...you attach them with obvious pleasure.... adding weights until............. they're barely hanging on!!!!...."bend over bitch!!!...legs together!...look... your cunt lips still want more, but first let's clamp that clit and bring it out to play"!!!! Oh, my GOD!!!! I can't believe it you are really going to flog and spank my clit!!!!! I'm lost and drowing in so much pain and you....you're laughing at me!!!! My head is screaming, my voice lost.....your voice droning on....telling me you're glad I like it....Laughing, mocking you're not stopping.....eons later I'm made to stand up...arms bound above my head.... I'm so afraid...my tits are numb and icey cold but you refuse to loose their bondage....double paddles, you're smacking them like raquet balls... the weights are pulling, the clovers unforgiving with every smack they bounce while my whole body shudders...the pain is somehow now my friend...it let's me know that I'm still here....finally you take me down...you bind me tightly to a sawhorse, I think you're going to take a break...unbinding my tits and removing the nipple weights, I'm sure we're done for now, but wait you're adding another set of clovers and shit!!!! a pully to suspend them....I thought you were done....Please Sir???? Not the crop...Not again...Why can't I find my voice....Oh, my God!!!!! You're cropping the underside from rib to nipple!*&#%*&# Please......Sir......" and then you speak....your words breaking through...penetrating "Listen, whore I'm not near done...this lesson's barely begun...you're almost ready for a good long strapping...I'll find your voice bitch, just you wait... this is just the warm up." I can't tell you how long I've been here only that the pain assures me.... I am still here. You found my voice and it betrays me.... begging.... for the privilege..... to........ scream for you! Pleading for the crop and strap, I hear you laughing, talking with people I can't see.... and then you spread wide my legs tying them wider then they are meant to go....I feel the flogger bite my thighs....and then the strap lands accross my swollen lips... you decide its time to open them in play inside.... the tender swollen inner lips quiver underneath your hand....you find my clit...it swells and hardens between you fingers.... one fist inside my begging cunt you bring me to the edge then crush my clit in a vise..your fist still pumping .... my nipples about to be ripped off ... you goad me on all the while my screams piercing the atmosphere...I hear it in your voice.....it's pure ecstasy for you....you won't stop....I hear you tell those unseen people your goal is not to increase my pain threshold but to constantly surpass it...... until the slightest touch brings excruciating pain.....Then you plan to remind me.... of my intial pleas.....of how I begged you.... to find me...take me....flog me...crop my tits and cunt...to make me scream and beg for more....displaying my darkest desires.... to the world....displaying my ass..... swollen from the paddle and strap.....displaying my ripe cunt.... swollen and ready...for more of your abuse.....to hold me chained to you forever.....You say it's time to really use me....... for your darker pleasures.....you take me out and bind to your special whipping post.....it's more like stocks... ankles..wrists...neck and tits....in the most unforgiving restraints.....you leave me there alone and scared....people come...they jeer and taunt me...even using the paddle you left hanging... to beat my protruding, bulging, swollen cunt and ass....I think my cunt is bleeding....your back!!! you inform me I am not bleeding.....again my body has betrayed me..... my cunt is wet and drooling so you stuff it with a large wine bottle...forcing the neck into my womb....informing me it's time for clamps and weights......hours later your back again and you tell me...now the fun begins......paddle, crop, strap and cane.... I scream ....they shout and clap...you don't stop....I wake up....it's all over.........

....How could it only be a dream????

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