My master sometimes becomes an evil inventor who is testing his new device on his experimental pet aka me :) This time he built a cruel and amazing tormenting device mixing the Tackrider idea with some electricity.
The most important part of his equipment was a hanging long metal bar fully covered with thumbtacks and attached to the violet wand.
I was placed above this scary thing applying a spreader bar between my ankles keeping my legs wide spread and preventing me to walk. I had to stand on my tiptoes to avoid the stab of the electric thumbtacks while my hands were tied up behind my back and my hair was tied up to the ceiling hook to keep me in balance.
That was a tricky situation, I hardly could move, I felt myself like a poor creature being caught in a trap :) But my suffering hasn’t been started yet.
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It was my first bastinado/falaka experience – now I know why it is said to be the most effective torment ever. It’s extremely painful and there is only few visible physical marks. At the end of my torment I had to fight to hold back my tears, the pain was almost unbearable.
Since we didn’t have any wooden plank to secure my feet, my master built an interesting bondage device to inspire me not to move my feet. My nipples were clamped by chopsticks and they were linked to my feet by a string that went through a pulley in the ceiling so the deeper I let my feet down, the more my nipples were stretched. Actually the pain in my soles was so intense that when the string was yanked the stretching pain in my nipples was nothing compared to the pain in my soles.
He used many different whipping devices: leather rose with wire stem, riding whip, flexible rod, plastic line, toilet-brush, hair-brush. After some warming up whipping in black stockings he burned the nylons down using an incense and then the rest of the material was removed and torn down by a fondue fork.
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I was exciting about trying out a new rubber band game suggested by one of you guys. Master tied up my legs and handcuffed my wrists behind my neck in all four position so my pussy and asshole was exposed. Then I had a leather belt around my waist with three different long strings of rubber bands attached by carbine hooks in front and in back. He fixed a chain to the wall then attached the bands to the chain using an other carbine hooks. The strings worked like a long and strong slingshot or catapult between my legs.
He threw the ball and I had to crawl forward to fetch it. The farther I moved, the tauter the bands was pulled. I knew that when they stretched to their limits, they would snap hitting my pussy painfully. Since they were different lengths, they didn’t split at the same time so I got three strikes one after the other. In the first round the bands were snapped when I was in my half way to the ball, it was painful but not that bad pain, it was a good warming-up.
The second round was exactly twice harder because this time every string was attached to the chain with two bands. I almost reached the ball when the shortest string struck my pussy and asshole, a few seconds later I got the second strike and then the strongest third one. Amazing triple hit! :) After the second round I felt like my pussy was in fire, it was swollen and bloodshot but for a painslut like me it was so good and exciting. I was craving more pain on my pussy!
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We haven’t yet made a snow movie this winter and I couldn’t wait to train myself in the cold again. We had a try a few weeks ago but it was too cold, I wasn’t even able to take off my cloths, it was about -8 Celsius (17 F) so finally we came home sadly without making anything. At least we found a good place in the forest. “Maybe next time” – we thought.
The second try was on last Friday. The snow started to melt, it was about +1 Celsius (34 F), the sun was shining, it was a perfect time to play in the snow.
I prepared the leash, the ball, the chain, the rubber bands, the leather belts and the cam of course and put them into my backpack. We drove to that forest we found last time. As we arrived the right place, I took off my cloths and my master put the leash on my neck. As a warming up game he leashed me for a while in the snow, I was his puppy that needed to be trained. Being barefoot in the snow wasn’t new for me but this time it wasn’t so easy to tolerate the cold than a year ago when we made the Fucking Snowman and the Snowsnake movies. As I was crawling on all fours I felt unbearable pain in my legs especially in my toes and my knees and in my fingers then I didn’t feel them at all. It was cruel but my training had just began. I tried to resist and tried to escape but he pushed me down again and again and I had to keep on crawling. My knees were covered with blood since I didn’t feel my knees, I didn’t realize that there were many prickly things (probably many pieces of sharp twigs) under the snow and they scratched and cut my knees. I already felt then that I wouldn’t be able to finish my job but I wanted to prove my strength to my master and to myself so much.
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And that’s the end of my story:
Since now we had no Christmas tree, more exactly I just destroyed it, it was me who had to be a Christmas tree. Now I could show my master and you that I learned a lot during the piercing course which I told you about earlier.
First I pierced my large labias with a big black safety pin then I pierced 20 medical needles into my body focusing on my tits, my belly and my pussy. I have never had so many needles in my body before and I was surprised at myself how easily I were able to pierce the needles. When every “hook” was the right place I started to decorate myself with the glass ornaments. Finally there were so many glass balls on my body that they had enough weight to pull the needles, especially my nipples were pulled down and it was a bit painful and uncomfortable.
The safety pin had a different function, I hung a black Christmas tree shaped candelabrum made of iron. I used a long iron hair grip to connect it to the safety pin. The heavy weight pulled my labias down and stretch them painfully. Then my master put a small candle inside the special candle holder. I felt that the safety pin was getting hotter and hotter because the one tip of the hair grip was on the flame of the candle and the other tip was connected to the safety pin. I was very scared of being my pussy burnt.
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We’ve all been in Christmas mood lately although (at least) me and my master in a different way. We have some special expectations of a Christmas tree: it should have very sharp and strong needle leaves and should be decorated with glass ornaments ;).
The story started two days ago. As most normal people do before Christmas, we went to get some Christmas decoration and a beautiful tree.
First we got the glass ornaments and then we chose the right tree with the most sharp and strong leaves: blue spruce. Wikipedia says that the tip of its needle leaves is “viciously sharp”. I can assure you that it is true :).
After getting home I started to prepare the glass trinkets – I cut different long thin threads and tied on them – and my master set up the Christmas tree using a long chain and the ceiling hooks. Beyond love there was something evil in the air :). I was ordered to be a dirty black angel that night so I took on a sexy black outfit with a black angel wings necklace (made by me). Since my master knows that I love to dance, he gave me a nice Christmas present: I was allowed to perform an erotic dance and strip show with the tree.
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After the painful part I almost wished having a bath together with a dozen of leeches :). I was laying in the bath, my arms were bound behind me by leather belts and the fishing-lines were attached to my toes to stretch my pussy lips. As the cold water filled the bath, I was shivering. Then my master put a plastic, see-through box on the water.
There were 12 leeches on this boat and as they were sailing in the bath, their boat started to fill up with water and sink slowly. I think they really enjoyed being shipwrecked :). They find their way to my body easily and started to crawl and explore the “island”. It wasn’t so scary as I expected and mainly there wasn’t any pain.
When the speculum was inserted and stretched my vagina open, I was getting frightened. My master took 3 leeches and threw them in. I felt the cold of the leeches’ body and as they were moving deep inside me. It was a weird feeling and I was afraid that one of them discover the enter of my cervix and crawl into my uterus. It was a stupid fear anyway because they were too big to go through.
I think I fulfilled those people’s wishes who voted on putting worms into my pussy :), at least it was a good first experience for me with worms.
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When my master showed me a video of a japan girl laying in a plexi box and being covered with insects and then her opened pussy was filled with worms, I was surprised at my own reaction, I was aroused and turned on watching her agony. It wasn’t about the pain but it was so humiliating and bizarre that I wished I was her.
The leeches are also worms and my master had planned to use them on my body or maybe inside my pussy for a very long time. Since you guys also were enthusiastic about leeches, my master ordered me to get them.
I must mention that he has already tried to catch some leeches in our natural waters using me as a bait but no success so far. I realized that my only chance to get some leeches was the fishing stores. Finally I found the right place and the right leeches. I was so excited and frightened, I had read a lot about leech bite so I learned that it isn’t painful moreover it is healthy but I had no idea what happens if they go into my pussy. My master insisted on putting leeches in and he wanted me to offer them my opened pussy. I liked Brody’s idea about fishing hooks so he decided to pierce my outer labias with the hooks to open them up. I was so frightened that I almost forgot the leeches. I have never tried fishing hooks before and I suspected that they caused more intense pain than pins or needles.
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