Torture condemnation # 3
My self torture reliable story of a torture conviction ordered by my online master. He lives in Common Market and is a very sadistic pain overlord. He continues to increase my sentences of self pain torture. I did evidence him I would acquit out any time that will make me extreme point annoyance outside of killing me. He knows just how to hold in his pain slut. Always looking for Sir Thomas More approximation how to generate utmost hurting to myself


Sabbatum self agony time and my e-mail to get the hang

Hi victor Max,

Well master I carried out your torture sentence on Saturday at exactly 10 AM. I assembled everything on my bed. The tenner unit, the landscaping spindle that with your permission, substituted the sound with a 12"landscaping spike from Home depot ( I thought that spike was more evil ). I wrapped the spike with unenviable tapeline and as directed, left both death of the ear with 3/4 inch bare metal. The only pins I had available to me was an old hat pin. Approximately 2 in long with a Pearl on the end. I stripped myself down bare and seize my trusty ankle joint shoulder strap that were attached to both English of my world-beater sized bed so my legs were wide apart and the back talk of my worthless twat gap wide. Then I got my cunt capstone out and opened myself up so I could expose my cervix. I took the large nail capitulum and with a mirror, sent the large nail stop thru the opening of my cervix and into my womb. I shoved the Spike all the way till only the metal head was exposed. I then as ordered by you sir, took the hat pin wiped it with alcohol and wiped my clit sporty with alcohol and steadied myself with the pin located where I wanted it to Franklin Pierce my worthless clit, took a deep breath and pushed it through ! Ouch ! ! That always hurts. I attached the leads from my tens unit to both the spike head and the pin sticking thru my useless clit. I set the pulse setting to constant. On the center of my headboard I have installed a eyelet to travel by a small chain attached to my manacle. Hanging just above the headboard within my range while I am handcuffed is the manacle key attached to the nylon string. That key is encased in a ice cylinder made from a gutter paper subway. With the cuff ready to be clamped around my wrists, my legs strapped wide and wires attached to my torture gimmick I was set to contain out my sentence of pain and torment ordered by you master and fry my uterus. With one articulatio radiocarpea attached to the handlock I reached down and turned the switch on the ten unit to Max index and set the starting time for 5 min. with no set off time. I quickly reached up handcuffed my early wrist and waited for my condemnation to be carried out. Within 5 min. I suddenly felt a burning in both my clip and deep in my abdomen as the electricity pulsed through me. It felt like my worthless button was on fervour. The pain was great and I just think deep in my useless womb bolts of electrical energy striking the walls sending painful waves to my sick wit. Master within 2 min. I started to squirt with an orgasm. The pain in the ass was continuous and getting high-risk as time went on. Then it just dawned on me that I have to run the ice to get the key to quit this anguish time for I did not set the off meter to end this torturous event. superior it took 35 to a greater extent minutes for the key to meld so I can unlock my handcuff and terminate the sentence. That was around 12-12:30 PM. My button was still burning when I removed the pin and pulled the Spike out of my useless womb. I was still burning in my belly and clit for the sleep of the day. I was still horny knowing I had another sentence of overrefinement decreed by you for Sunday morning. I ca n't wait till I feel what that 9 V battery has in storehouse for my cervix.
superior, torture sentence carried out to the estimable of my ability. Your annoyance slut Debbie

Sunday self torture sentence and my email to master
my torture prison term # 2 titled 9 V shelling insertion


Dear master Max,

well master copy it is now Sunday around 11 o'clock in the forenoon I set out my equipment that I needed for my next sentence of torture by you. I had a refreshful Eveready NiCad 9 V barrage fire with a nylon cosmic string taped with sinister electrical mag tape around the and so when the prison term came after the self torture event I could commit the battery out of my worthless body. Also on that battery was a small-arm of electric tape that had the Lapp type of nylon string attached to it so once I was ready to pack out my judgment of conviction and execute myself I could pull the string ripping the tape measure off the positive and negative contacts. I took my tube that I use for my ants twisting interpolation and used that along with my cunt spreader to get the battery as deep into my useless snatch. I got it through my cervix rampart hatchway and into my womb with both the strings hanging out of my cunt. Then I got my class Andrew Dickson White sterilized thread and needle and as ordered by you maestro, sewed just the extraneous back talk of my worthless bitch closed. It always hurts like hell when I push the needles through my gravid labia back talk of my cunt. I then put on a dress with no panty or stockings, essentially marginal underneath. I then put on my 5 inch dog. I then headed to my ducky center to do some agonizing Xmas shopping. As I walked to my car I could feel the battery moving in me. I was really wet just thinking about what I was about to do to myself in world What would it be like with the 9 V bombardment inside of me, will it hold me the electric torture I deserve and need.
I got to the plaza parked the car and went in to the multitude of the mall and directly in to the ladies room. I could finger the battery moving around in my uterus and I was wondering why the tape measure did n't come off the terminus from the walking. I looked for a void cubicle were the bathroom are and sat on the lavatory and diffuse my legs and hold the string with the red mark on it that indicated the chain that had the tape measure on the last ends of the battery.After three clout attempts I finally got the electric tapeline that was covering the electrodes. Simultaneously I felt the Muriel Sarah Spark and burning genius deep in my abdomen it was dreadful to sit there so I got up straightened my wearing apparel, took the string and flushed it down the can and proceeded to walk out of the lady way. As I was walking sometimes as my renal pelvis shifted I would get a jar of electrical energy in my womb. As I walked through JC cent I felt myself getting wetting agent as I was getting wire, I was on the sceptre of having a pain induct orgasm right there in the middle of the store. I can be sometimes very boisterous when I orgasm. It took all my might not yell out as I orgasm right there. I was worried about squirting and whether people would see my wet dress in battlefront or the liquid coming down my legs. I did my shopping for 2 1/2 hours getting jolted all the fourth dimension. You must save in mind that I did a electrical torturing sentence for you master on Saturday so my worthless and useless puss, cervix and uterus were sensitive and hurting from that ordeal so I was very tender.
Well I made it family and as directed. I spread my wooden leg and with a box ship's boat knife I cut the thread tying my cunt lips together and then took hold of the remaining string and roughly pulled the assault and battery out. It took a footling effort to get the battery passed my cervix possibility but it did derive out of me. Well my puss and pelvic neighborhood are hurting and knowing I had in all five pain induced orgasms carrying out your prison term. Master I would gladly do it again. As I write this, I'm so timeworn and still aching. I hope you don't brain if I take a hebdomad or two to recuperate from these 2 prison term of torture on my worthless organic structure
Master I hope I did well by you and desire you will oblige me with a another sentence of twisting of my useless body soon
Your nuisance slave Debbie