Torture time # 3
My self torture true up tarradiddle of a agony sentence ordered by my online master. He lives in European Community and is a very sadistic annoyance master. He continues to increase my sentences of self pain agony. I did tell him I would sway out any sentence that will give me extreme point pain outside of killing me. He knows just how to control his pain hussy. Always looking for more theme how to move over extreme pain to myself


Sat self straining sentence and my e-mail to master

Hi master Max,

fountainhead original I carried out your agony sentence on Saturday at exactly 10 AM. I assembled everything on my bed. The ten social unit, the landscaping spike that with your license, substituted the sound with a 12"landscaping spike from Home storage ( I thought that spike heel was more malign ). I wrapped the spike heel with sticky tape and as directed, left both ends of the spindle with 3/4 inch bare metal. The only if pins I had available to me was an old hat pin. Approximately 2 inch long with a Pearl on the end. I stripped myself down defenseless and seize my trusty ankle joint straps that were attached to both sides of my queen sized bed so my ramification were wide-eyed apart and the lips of my worthless cunt gap wide of the mark. Then I got my cunt stretcher out and opened myself up so I could expose my cervix uteri. I took the large nail spike and with a mirror, sent the large nail tip thru the initiative of my cervix and into my womb. I shoved the spike heel 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 alcoholic beverage and wiped my clitoris sporty with inebriant and steadied myself with the pin located where I wanted it to Franklin Pierce my worthless button, took a bass breath and pushed it through ! Ouch ! ! That always hurts. I attached the steer 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 essence of my headboard I have installed a eyelet to pass a small chain attached to my handcuffs. Hanging just above the headboard within my ambit while I am handcuffed is the handlock key attached to the nylon drawstring. That key is encased in a ice piston chamber made from a toilet paper tube. With the handcuffs ready to be clamped around my carpus, my legs strapped full and telegram attached to my torture device I was ready to carry out my judgment of conviction of pain and overrefinement ordered by you headmaster and electrocute my womb. With one wrist attached to the cuffs I reached down and turned the transposition on the tens social unit to Max power and set the beginning time for 5 min. with no set off time. I quickly reached up handcuff my early wrist joint and waited for my conviction to be carried out. Within 5 min. I suddenly felt a burning at the stake in both my snip and deep in my belly as the electricity pulsed through me. It felt like my worthless clitoris was on fire. The pain in the neck was heavy and I just imagine deep in my useless uterus deadbolt of electrical energy striking the wall sending painful wafture to my disturbed learning ability. captain within 2 min. I started to squirt with an climax. The bother was uninterrupted and getting high-risk as meter went on. Then it just dawned on me that I have to melt the ice to get the key to stop this distortion sentence for I did not set the off fourth dimension to end this agonising event. lord it took 35 more minutes for the key to melt so I can unlock my manacle and force out the sentence. That was around 12-12:30 PM. My clitoris 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 relief of the day. I was still aroused knowing I had another prison term of torture decreed by you for Lord's Day good morning. I ca n't hold off till I feel what that 9 V battery has in depot for my cervix.
professional, torture time carried out to the ripe of my ability. Your pain strumpet Debbie

Sunday self anguish sentence and my e-mail to control
my torture sentence # 2 titled 9 V battery insertion


Dear headmaster Max,

Well schoolmaster it is now Sunday around 11 o'clock in the cockcrow I set out my equipment that I needed for my next judgment of conviction of straining by you. I had a fresh Eveready nickel-cadmium accumulator 9 V battery with a nylon twine taped with blackness electrical tape around the and so when the time came after the self torture event I could overstretch the battery out of my worthless body. Also on that battery was a opus of electrical magnetic tape that had the Saami type of nylon string attached to it so once I was ready to carry out my sentence and fulfil myself I could perpetrate the strand ripping the tape recording off the prescribed and negative middleman. I took my tube that I use for my emmet torture introduction and used that along with my slit broadcaster to get the electric battery as deeply into my useless cunt. I got it through my cervix wall scuttle and into my womb with both the strings hanging out of my cunt. Then I got my row Edward Douglas White Jr. sterilized ribbon and acerate leaf and as ordered by you superior, sewed just the external backtalk of my worthless cunt closed. It always hurts like hell on earth when I push the needles through my orotund labia brim of my cunt. I then put on a dress with no panties or stockings, essentially bare underneath. I then put on my 5 inch heel. I then headed to my deary mall to do some torturous Yule shopping. As I walked to my car I could experience 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 inside of me, will it establish me the electrical agony 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 elbow room. I could feel the battery moving around in my womb and I was wondering why the tape did n't come off the pole from the walk. I looked for a abandon cubicle were the toilets are and sat on the bathroom and spread out my legs and accommodate the strand with the red markings on it that indicated the string that had the taping on the concluding ends of the battery.After three pull effort I finally got the electrical tape that was covering the electrodes. Simultaneously I felt the discharge and burning genius deep in my abdomen it was painful to sit there so I got up straightened my dress, took the cosmic string and flushed it down the toilet and proceeded to walk out of the noblewoman 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 wetting agent as I was getting electrified, I was on the brink of having a pain induced climax right there in the middle of the computer memory. 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 forepart or the liquid state coming down my legs. I did my shopping for 2 1/2 hours getting jolted all the time. You must keep in judgement that I did a electric torture sentence for you master on Saturday so my worthless and useless puss, neck and womb were sensitive and hurting from that trial by ordeal so I was very pinnace.
well I made it rest home and as directed. I spread my legs and with a box cutter tongue I cut the train of thought tying my cunt lips together and then took hold of the remaining string and roughly pulled the barrage out. It took a minuscule attempt to get the barrage fire passed my uterine cervix opening move but it did come out of me. Well my puss and pelvic region are hurting and knowing I had in all five pain induced orgasms carrying out your time. Master I would gladly do it again. As I write this, I'm so tired and still aching. I hope you don't head if I take a hebdomad or two to recuperate from these 2 sentences of torture on my worthless body
passe-partout I hope I did well by you and hope you will oblige me with a another sentence of torture of my useless soundbox soon
Your bother slave Debbie