nicole
Tribune
the last time I wrote a story, despite my bad English. you have been very indulgent with me. so I start again, do I continue?
Karine has been my slave for about ten years, I educated her, she had masochistic tendencies, and little by little, I brought her to enjoy in increasingly strong suffering. Its only limits now are the risks of serious sequelae which limit us in suffering.
On the last evening at the SM club, after a very violent whipping that left her buttocks and breasts bleeding, she had an orgasm so powerful that she passed out. Waking her up, with eyes full of tears, she smiled at me, saying "thank you my dear master, I had the strongest and longest orgasm of my life, I would like to give you my death in limitless suffering."
At the time I did not find, thinking it was the emotion of the aftermath of her orgasm. But she renewed her request several times.
I punished her a little more severely with each request, but it was more and more difficult for me to increase her suffering without the risk of serious and permanent sequelae, I even believe that this is what she was looking for to force me the hand.
That day, after a very strong whipping session, after a powerful orgasm, I decided to punish her, continuing the whipping, so that she only felt pain without enjoyment, I whipped her for a long time bleeding her back, buttocks, stomach, breasts and thighs. She screamed for a long time in pain but at no time did she beg me to stop.
Her courage deserved to be rewarded, lifting her chin, I looked into her eyes filled with tears, saying to her
- Do you still want to die for me?
- Yes more than ever, whip me to death next time
This time I decided to make her think by imprisoning her in solitary confinement in a friend's cell, where she will remain a prisoner. I allowed my friend to prostitute her for a full month still chained.
I find her after a month, opening the door of her cell, she is tied naked by a short chain attached to her collar, her hands tied behind her back, she has a bowl in front of her, where she cannot eat than like an animal. Seeing me, she smiles at me, big tears running down her cheeks. Thinking she had been thinking, I think to scare her one last time:
- Do you still want to die for love for me?
- I haven't changed my mind
- If I do it will be in excruciating pain, it will not be a gentle death
- I know it
- I will grant it to you, you will be stripped naked in public, whipped with blood and crucified on the cross with nails
- Oh my god, that's awful!
- You can still stop everything
- No, I will endure it with courage, I will only ask you one thing
- Which
- I would like you to fuck me when I will be nailed to the patibulum
- We'll see !...
On top, I go out leaving her sobbing behind me, I don't know if it's emotion or fear. I was still thinking of backing her off. But I must admit that it also excites me a lot, and this slut gave me a hard-on when I discovered her tied naked in her cell. I asked my friend to prepare it. So that she is presentable for the following week. And to plan the execution ceremony, I don't want to do it myself, preferring to benefit from the spectacle. I will not see her again until the day of her execution.
to be continued perhaps?....
Voluntary crucifixion
Karine has been my slave for about ten years, I educated her, she had masochistic tendencies, and little by little, I brought her to enjoy in increasingly strong suffering. Its only limits now are the risks of serious sequelae which limit us in suffering.
On the last evening at the SM club, after a very violent whipping that left her buttocks and breasts bleeding, she had an orgasm so powerful that she passed out. Waking her up, with eyes full of tears, she smiled at me, saying "thank you my dear master, I had the strongest and longest orgasm of my life, I would like to give you my death in limitless suffering."
At the time I did not find, thinking it was the emotion of the aftermath of her orgasm. But she renewed her request several times.
I punished her a little more severely with each request, but it was more and more difficult for me to increase her suffering without the risk of serious and permanent sequelae, I even believe that this is what she was looking for to force me the hand.
That day, after a very strong whipping session, after a powerful orgasm, I decided to punish her, continuing the whipping, so that she only felt pain without enjoyment, I whipped her for a long time bleeding her back, buttocks, stomach, breasts and thighs. She screamed for a long time in pain but at no time did she beg me to stop.
Her courage deserved to be rewarded, lifting her chin, I looked into her eyes filled with tears, saying to her
- Do you still want to die for me?
- Yes more than ever, whip me to death next time
This time I decided to make her think by imprisoning her in solitary confinement in a friend's cell, where she will remain a prisoner. I allowed my friend to prostitute her for a full month still chained.
I find her after a month, opening the door of her cell, she is tied naked by a short chain attached to her collar, her hands tied behind her back, she has a bowl in front of her, where she cannot eat than like an animal. Seeing me, she smiles at me, big tears running down her cheeks. Thinking she had been thinking, I think to scare her one last time:
- Do you still want to die for love for me?
- I haven't changed my mind
- If I do it will be in excruciating pain, it will not be a gentle death
- I know it
- I will grant it to you, you will be stripped naked in public, whipped with blood and crucified on the cross with nails
- Oh my god, that's awful!
- You can still stop everything
- No, I will endure it with courage, I will only ask you one thing
- Which
- I would like you to fuck me when I will be nailed to the patibulum
- We'll see !...
On top, I go out leaving her sobbing behind me, I don't know if it's emotion or fear. I was still thinking of backing her off. But I must admit that it also excites me a lot, and this slut gave me a hard-on when I discovered her tied naked in her cell. I asked my friend to prepare it. So that she is presentable for the following week. And to plan the execution ceremony, I don't want to do it myself, preferring to benefit from the spectacle. I will not see her again until the day of her execution.
to be continued perhaps?....