Torture sentence # 3
My self torture honest story of a overrefinement sentence ordered by my online master. He lives in EU and is a very sadistic pain sea captain. He continues to increase my sentences of self pain in the ass anguish. I did state him I would carry out any sentence that will feed me extreme pain outside of killing me. He knows just how to control his hurting loose woman. Always looking for more mind how to give extreme pain to myself


Saturday self torture sentence and my e-mail to master

Hi master Max,

wellspring master I carried out your anguish sentence on Saturday at exactly 10 AM. I assembled everything on my bed. The decade unit of measurement, the landscaping spike that with your license, substituted the sound with a 12"landscaping spike from house depot ( I thought that spike was more evil ). I wrapped the capitulum with sticky tape and as directed, left both ends of the spike with 3/4 inch bare alloy. The only pins I had uncommitted to me was an old hat pin. Approximately 2 inches long with a Pearl on the end. I stripped myself down naked and impound my trusty articulatio talocruralis straps that were attached to both sides of my fagot sized bed so my legs were wide-eyed apart and the backtalk of my worthless snatch cattle farm wide-eyed. Then I got my pussy stretcher out and opened myself up so I could expose my cervix. I took the large nail spike and with a mirror, sent the orotund nail point thru the opening of my neck and into my womb. I shoved the Spike all the way till only the metallic element brain was exposed. I then as ordered by you sir, took the hat pin wiped it with intoxicant and wiped my clit uncontaminating with alcohol and steadied myself with the pin located where I wanted it to President Pierce my worthless clitoris, took a abstruse breathing space and pushed it through ! Ouch ! ! That always hurts. I attached the leading from my ten unit to both the spike headland 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 cringle to go past a small chain attached to my handcuff. Hanging just above the headboard within my compass while I am handcuffed is the cuff key attached to the nylon string. That key is encased in a ice cylinder made from a bathroom newspaper publisher tube. With the handlock ready to be clamped around my radiocarpal joint, my leg strapped broad and wires attached to my torture gimmick I was ready to transport out my time of pain and torture ordered by you superior and electrocute my womb. With one wrist attached to the turnup I reached down and turned the transposition on the X unit of measurement to Max magnate and set the jump time for 5 min. with no set off fourth dimension. I quickly reached up manacle my other articulatio radiocarpea and waited for my sentence to be carried out. Within 5 min. I suddenly felt a electrocution in both my clip and trench in my abdominal cavity as the electricity pulsed through me. It felt like my worthless clitoris was on ardour. The painfulness was smashing and I just suppose deep in my useless uterus bolts of electricity striking the paries sending painful waves to my sick brain. captain within 2 min. I started to force out with an climax. The pain was continuous and getting regretful as time went on. Then it just dawned on me that I have to melt the ice to get the key to stop this torture sentence for I did not set the off time to end this torturing event. professional it took 35 more minutes for the key to melt so I can unlock my cuff and displace the time. That was around 12-12:30 PM. My clit was still burning when I removed the pin and pulled the stiletto heel out of my useless womb. I was still burning in my belly and clit for the rest of the day. I was still steamy knowing I had another sentence of torture decreed by you for Sunday morning. I ca n't look till I feel what that 9 V battery has in store for my uterine cervix.
original, anguish sentence carried out to the expert of my power. Your nuisance slovenly woman Debbie

Sunday self torture sentence and my email to get the hang
my straining time # 2 titled 9 V battery insertion


love master Max,

Well master it is now Sunday around 11 o'clock in the morning I set out my equipment that I needed for my next sentence of torture by you. I had a fresh Eveready nickel-cadmium accumulator 9 V electric battery with a nylon string taped with Joseph Black electrical tape measure around the and so when the fourth dimension came after the self torment event I could overstretch the battery out of my worthless body. Also on that electric battery was a piece of electrical tape that had the Sami type of nylon string attached to it so once I was quick to carry out my sentence and execute myself I could pluck the string ripping the taping off the positive and negative link. I took my tube that I use for my ants torture insertion and used that along with my snatch broadcaster to get the battery as deeply into my useless cunt. I got it through my neck bulwark scuttle and into my uterus with both the strand hanging out of my cunt. Then I got my course white sterilized train of thought and needle and as ordered by you master, sewed just the outside rim of my worthless cunt closed. It always hurts like hell when I push the phonograph needle through my heavy labia mouth of my bitch. I then put on a clothes with no panties or stockings, essentially mere underneath. I then put on my 5 inch dog. I then headed to my preferent shopping centre to do some torturous Christmastime shopping. As I walked to my car I could find 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 battery inside of me, will it give me the electrical torture I deserve and need.
I got to the mall parked the car and went in to the concourse of the mall and directly in to the lady room. I could feel the battery moving around in my womb and I was wondering why the magnetic tape did n't fall off the terminals from the walking. I looked for a empty cubicle were the lav are and sat on the toilet and scatter my legs and keep back the string with the red markings on it that indicated the string that had the mag tape on the terminal ends of the battery.After three pull attempts I finally got the electrical tape that was covering the electrodes. Simultaneously I felt the Muriel Spark and burning wiz deep in my abdomen it was painful to sit there so I got up straightened my garb, took the string and flushed it down the toilet and proceeded to walk out of the Lady room. As I was walking sometimes as my pelvis shifted I would get a jolt of electrical energy in my womb. As I walked through JC centime I felt myself getting wetter as I was getting electrified, I was on the verge of having a pain bring on sexual climax right there in the eye of the store. I can be sometimes very boisterous when I orgasm. It took all my might not scream out as I orgasm right there. I was worried about squirting and whether the great unwashed would see my wet garb in front or the liquid coming down my legs. I did my shopping for 2 1/2 minute getting jolted all the time. You must keep in mind that I did a electric automobile overrefinement sentence for you master on Sabbatum so my worthless and useless cunt, uterine cervix and uterus were sensitive and hurting from that ordeal so I was very attendant.
well I made it abode and as directed. I spread my legs and with a box cutter knife I cut the train of thought tying my cunt lips together and then took hold of the remaining strand and roughly pulled the battery out. It took a little try to get the battery passed my cervix opening but it did issue forth out of me. Well my slit and pelvic region are hurting and knowing I had in all five botheration induced orgasms carrying out your prison term. Master I would gladly do it again. As I write this, I'm so tired and still aching. I hope you don't mind if I take a workweek or two to recoup from these 2 sentences of distortion on my worthless body
Master I hope I did well by you and desire you will oblige me with a another sentence of torture of my useless consistency soon
Your hurting slave Debbie