Story of myself torture # 2

This is going to be my second write up. For those who have not read my first story of how I self torture myself for sexual coming I will give 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 white divorcee. I am 5 foot 7, 148 Ezra Pound. I have green eyes, shoulder joint length dark-brown hair. My mensuration for those who want to know are you know 38C -29- 38. I used to trim my pubic hair but now I shave completely clean.

I 've had a few manlike friends in the by but they were just like my ex-husband and could not understand my weird sexual 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 Pres Young girl. When I would secernate most men that I like to be spanked, whipped on both my breasts and my cunt they would think I 'm nut and run for the mound. My now ex husband tried but could n't bring in himself to tick me like I wanted. I like my boob hurt and my pussycat to hurt.

So that brings me to one of my fantasies that I carried out on myself. I had read on some S & M sites about tit and twat torturing and was amazed at all the unlike variations that you could use to rack a female tit or cunt. I was really surprise that I came along a site that showed a woman sitting naked on a ant hill. She let those ants crawl all over her bitch as she squirmed from the tiny pungency that they were given her. I just about came looking at that little video and wished that it was me on at formicary. That TV started me on my self distortion journeying. And fueled the fact that I wrote in my first story. After submitting my story to various adult fetish sites I received a lot of e-mail stating they were intrigued by my taradiddle. I also received a lot of electronegativity on how I wrote the letter and the Miss spellings I had in it. I am not a professional writer.

I developed a on blood line human relationship with a form man that understood what my true fetish was and became my on melodic line friend as well as my sadistic overlord. He is called Master Max. He continually gives me thought of how to torture my worthless uterine cervix and womb to give me the ultimate hurting induced orgasms. In a netmail, master had given me a scenario he wanted me to carry out on myself. He gave me a brief outline and I have since carried out that torturous session. This is a e-mail I sent to my master Max explaining my torture school term 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 excruciate my worthless puss and uterus with extremely hot tap water. As I told you, I planed to use a dishwashing machine fill valve from a old dish washer my ex saved to control the current. It was hooked up to the hot water system tap we had in the garage for washing cars. I hooked our hose from the hydrant to the hose try-on on the valve and the 3/8 supply underground to the other end. It was set to arrive on with a electric timer 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 slip in smoothly with the crude end. The supply line was secured in me by the same pelvic harness I used for my ant torture of my uterus. It did a great job keeping the tube secured in me once the pressure of the hot water menses started. The windlass that I used to stretch me out and immobilize me and timer worked great. With my wooden leg tendered wide over the storey drainpipe in the heart and soul of the garage that will trip up the hot urine flow out of my worthless vagina .The windlass brought me up and stretched me all-encompassing. Everything was set for me to carry out my torture ordeal. Here I was hanging there with the anticipation of what I was about to do to myself waiting for the timer to activate the valve to spread out sending the extremely hot water into my useless womb scolding it and giving me the orgasmic annoyance I needed.

The water was extremely hot, it actually burned my interior and gave me such vast infliction as well as the fast flowing made my abdomen swell because the torturesome hot weewee went into my womb faster than it was expelling from my cervix uteri hatchway. So not only did the flowing hurt but the hot water trapped in my worthless womb was burning me. Yes I had an extremum orgasm from the pain that I even squirted out on my useless cunt. The thought of what Im doing to myself for my Master was also driving my orgasm. After all this was done and I was let down with the timer and my worthless uterus and cervix 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 stale slope and with just a little bit of the valve on so there would not be as much press as my agony was `` I think the water pressing hurt more than the extremely hot urine in my womb '' I clicked the timer on that runs the valve and allowed the slow cold water flow into me to help the burning at the stake ace that was the in my belly. As I write this to you on Monday morning my worthless cunt still hurts and I still have a Dull pain in my modest 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 know someone wanted me to wound myself knowing I get huge orgasms from the pain.
Now on to the next task that you came up with and that is the balloon that is injected into my uterus and filled forcefully with air making my crestless wave like I was pregnant. Just thinking about the immense pressing gets my useless pussy wet.
Well I hope you enjoyed my story
pain slattern debbie
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