overrefinement sentence # 3
My self torture true history of a torture judgment of conviction ordered by my online master. He lives in Europe and is a very sadistic pain headmaster. He continues to increase my sentences of self pain torture. I did tell him I would stockpile out any judgment of conviction that will give me extreme pain sensation outside of killing me. He knows just how to control his pain slut. Always looking for more ideas how to give extreme pain to myself


Sat self torture sentence and my e-mail to master

Hi passkey Max,

wellspring captain I carried out your torture prison term on Saturday at exactly 10 AM. I assembled everything on my bed. The tens whole, the landscaping stiletto heel that with your permission, substituted the sound with a 12"landscaping ear from nursing home depot ( I thought that spike heel was more malign ). I wrapped the spike with sticky magnetic tape and as directed, left both ends of the spike with 3/4 column inch bare metallic element. The exclusively pins I had usable to me was an old hat pin. Approximately 2 inches long with a Pearl on the end. I stripped myself down naked and bond my trusty ankle joint straps that were attached to both sides of my queen sized bed so my legs were wide apart and the mouth of my worthless cunt scatter wide. Then I got my cunt copestone out and opened myself up so I could expose my cervix. I took the large nail spike and with a mirror, sent the large nail point thru the opening of my cervix and into my uterus. I shoved the spike all the way till only the metallic element head was exposed. I then as ordered by you sir, took the hat pin wiped it with alcohol and wiped my button unobjectionable with alcohol and steadied myself with the pin located where I wanted it to Pierce my worthless clit, took a deeply breath and pushed it through ! Ouch ! ! That always hurts. I attached the trail from my ten-spot unit to both the stiletto heel caput 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 pass a small chain attached to my handcuffs. Hanging just above the headboard within my reach while I am handcuffed is the handcuff key attached to the nylon string. That key is encased in a ice cylinder made from a toilet paper thermionic valve. With the handcuffs cook to be clamped around my wrists, my peg strapped wide and wire attached to my torture gimmick I was gear up to carry out my sentence of pain sensation and agony ordered by you master and electrocute my womb. With one carpus attached to the cuff I reached down and turned the switch on the 10 building block to Max mightiness and set the head start time for 5 min. with no set off clock time. I quickly reached up handcuff my former wrist and waited for my sentence to be carried out. Within 5 min. I suddenly felt a burning in both my magazine and trench in my venter as the electricity pulsed through me. It felt like my worthless clitoris was on fire. The hurting was great and I just imagine deep in my useless womb bolts of electricity striking the walls sending abominable waves to my sick brain. Master within 2 min. I started to squirt with an orgasm. The botheration was uninterrupted and getting tough 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 time for I did not set the off metre to end this torturous event. Master it took 35 More transactions for the key to melt so I can unlock my handlock and stop the condemnation. That was around 12-12:30 PM. My clit was still burning when I removed the pin and pulled the spike heel out of my useless womb. I was still burning in my belly and clit for the ease of the day. I was still horny knowing I had another prison term of twisting decreed by you for Billy Sunday morning. I ca n't wait till I feel what that 9 V electric battery has in memory board for my cervix.
Master, torture sentence carried out to the best of my ability. Your pain slut Debbie

Sunday self excruciate sentence and my netmail to master
my torture sentence # 2 titled 9 V bombardment intromission


Dear master Max,

well master it is now Sunday around 11 o'clock in the morn I set out my equipment that I needed for my next condemnation of agony by you. I had a fresh Eveready nickel-cadmium accumulator 9 V battery with a nylon string taped with black electrical tapeline around the and so when the time came after the self torture event I could take out the battery out of my worthless organic structure. Also on that barrage was a piece of electrical tape that had the same case of nylon string attached to it so once I was quick to carry out my sentence and execute myself I could draw in the train ripping the tape off the positive and negative contacts. I took my tube that I use for my pismire torture insertion and used that along with my cunt spreader to get the battery as deep into my useless twat. I got it through my cervix wall porta and into my uterus with both the twine hanging out of my cunt. Then I got my form white sterilized thread and needle and as ordered by you sea captain, sewed just the out of doors backtalk of my worthless puss closed. It always hurts like the pits when I push the needles through my gravid labia sass of my pussy. I then put on a dress with no panty or stockings, essentially bare underneath. I then put on my 5 inch heels. I then headed to my favorite mall to do some torturous Christmas 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 public What would it be like with the 9 V battery interior of me, will it give me the electrical torture I deserve and need.
I got to the shopping center parked the car and went in to the concourse of the mall and directly in to the ladies way. I could feel the electric battery moving around in my uterus and I was wondering why the tape did n't come off the terminals from the walking. I looked for a empty stall were the toilets are and sat on the toilette and spread my wooden leg and hold the string with the red markings on it that indicated the string that had the mag tape on the last conclusion of the battery.After three pull attempts I finally got the electrical tape that was covering the electrodes. Simultaneously I felt the spark and burning sensation deep in my stomach it was irritating to sit there so I got up straightened my apparel, took the string and flushed it down the john and proceeded to walk out of the lady room. As I was walking sometimes as my pelvis shifted I would get a jolt of electricity in my womb. As I walked through JC Pennies I felt myself getting wetting agent as I was getting electrified, I was on the verge of having a hurting induced orgasm right there in the middle 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 people would see my wet dress in front or the liquid coming down my peg. I did my shopping for 2 1/2 hr getting jolted all the time. You must observe in thinker that I did a galvanising torture prison term for you master on Saturday so my worthless and useless snatch, uterine cervix and uterus were medium and hurting from that ordeal so I was very tender.
Well I made it nursing home and as directed. I spread my peg and with a box pinnace knife I cut the threads tying my cunt lips together and then took hold of the remaining bowed stringed instrument and roughly pulled the electric battery out. It took a minuscule effort to get the battery passed my cervix possible action but it did come out of me. Well my twat and pelvic region are hurting and knowing I had in all five pain induced orgasms carrying out your sentence. maestro I would gladly do it again. As I write this, I'm so tired and still aching. I hope you don't intellect if I take a week or two to recuperate from these 2 judgment of conviction of torturing on my worthless consistency
Master I hope I did well by you and hope you will compel me with a another sentence of torture of my useless body soon
Your painfulness slave Debbie