Story of myself torture # 2

This is going to be my s tale. For those who have not read my low history of how I self rack myself for sexual orgasms I will devote a brief synopsis of me and what I like to do before I continue with my recent self torture.

-My name is Debbie and I 'm a 51-year-old whiteness divorcee. I am 5 foot 7, 148 Egyptian pound. I have park eyes, shoulder length brown hair. My measurement for those who want to know are you know 38C -29- 38. I used to trim my pubic hairsbreadth but now I shave completely clean.

I 've had a few manly friends in the past but they were just like my ex-husband and could not understand my weird intimate fetishes. As you will see I 'm a masochist. Yes, I love inflicting pain on myself or have others inflicted it on me. I 've always been like this since a Thomas Young young woman. When I would tell most men that I like to be spanked, whipped on both my breast and my kitty-cat they would think I 'm bollock and run for the pitcher's mound. My now ex husband tried but could n't add himself to shell me like I wanted. I like my bosom hurt and my slit to hurt.

So that brings me to one of my fancy that I carried out on myself. I had read on some S & M sites about tit and cunt twisting and was amazed at all the dissimilar edition that you could use to torture a female tit or cunt. I was really surprised that I came along a web site that showed a woman sitting naked on a ant pitcher's mound. She let those ants crawl all over her cunt as she squirmed from the lilliputian bites that they were given her. I just about came looking at that short video and wished that it was me on at anthill. That telecasting started me on my self anguish journeying. And fueled the fact that I wrote in my first story. After submitting my story to respective adult fetish situation I received a lot of e-mail stating they were intrigued by my history. I also received a lot of negativity on how I wrote the letter and the Miss spellings I had in it. I am not a master writer.

I developed a on short letter human relationship with a variety valet de chambre that understood what my admittedly fetish was and became my on line protagonist as well as my sadistic master. He is called master Max. He continually gives me ideas of how to rack my worthless cervix and womb to give me the ultimate pain induced sexual climax. In a e-mail, master had given me a scenario he wanted me to have a bun in the oven out on myself. He gave me a legal brief outline and I have since carried out that torturous academic term. This is a e-mail I sent to my master Max explaining my torture session he requested me to do.

Well, I did it Master ! At around 10:30 AM on Saturday I set to the task that you ordered me to do. That was to rack my worthless cunt and womb with extremely hot tap water. As I told you, I planed to use a dishwashing machine fill valve from a old dishwashing machine my ex saved to contain the menstruum. It was hooked up to the hot water water faucet we had in the garage for washing cars. I hooked our hosiery from the hydrant to the hose fitting on the valve and the 3/8 supply tube to the other end. It was set to amount on with a galvanising timekeeper clock. It did its job. The injection tube I used ( the 30"- 3/8"PVC sink supply line ) to penetrate my uterus and womb fit perfectly and slide in smoothly with the blunt end. The supply line was secured in me by the same pelvic harness I used for my ant straining of my uterus. It did a nifty job keeping the subway system secured in me once the pressure level of the hot water period started. The winch that I used to extend me out and block me and timer worked peachy. With my legs tendered wide over the floor drainpipe in the center of attention of the service department that will arrest the hot water supply flow out of my worthless vagina .The winch brought me up and extend me wide. Everything was set for me to express out my anguish ordeal. Here I was hanging there with the anticipation of what I was about to do to myself waiting for the timekeeper to activate the valve to open sending the extremely hot pee into my useless womb scolding it and giving me the orgasmic botheration I needed.

The water was extremely hot, it actually burned my inside and gave me such immense pain as well as the fast flow made my abdomen swell because the torturous hot water went into my womb faster than it was expelling from my cervix scuttle. So not only did the flow hurt but the hot H2O trapped in my worthless womb was burning me. Yes I had an uttermost orgasm from the pain sensation that I even squirted out on my useless cunt. The view of what Im doing to myself for my Master was also driving my coming. After all this was done and I was let down with the timer and my worthless womb and cervix uteri on fire and The shot tube still embedded in me I waddled over to where the hose bib comes out in my garage and changed it to the cold side and with just a little bit of the valve on so there would not be as much pressure sensation as my torture was `` I think the water pressure level hurt more than the extremely hot water supply in my womb '' I clicked the timekeeper on that runs the valve and allowed the slow frigidness water flow into me to help the burning superstar that was the in my belly. As I write this to you on Mon morning my worthless pussy still hurts and I still have a Dull pain in my lower abdomen. Thank you master Max for the idea. It was great to carry out a task ordered by you. It makes it much better to sleep with individual wanted me to hurt myself knowing I get huge orgasm from the pain.
Now on to the next task that you came up with and that is the balloon that is injected into my womb and filled forcefully with air making my swell like I was pregnant. Just thinking about the vast pressure gets my useless cunt wet.
Well I hope you enjoyed my story
pain slut debbie
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