Hurt me in every way you can. The more you hurt me the more I stay addicted to you - helpless, compliant, aching and thoroughly submissive.

Hurt me emotionally, hurt my confidence and lower my self esteem:

Tell me repeatedly how worthless I am if it weren’t for my tits and three holes. Remind me r4pewhores have no worth other than their bodies

Call me demeaning names - whore, cum bucket, filthy slut… make me write these in permanent marker above my clean shaved cvnt as a reminder of my low status.

Break my confidence every chance you get. Gaslight me.

Abuse me and constantly remind me of my abuse so I sink lower and lower. Get your friends to abuse me in front of you and behind your back. Remind me, I deserved it.

Casually slap me across my face to shut me up mid sentence. If I try to speak again - slap me harder across the face again.

R4pe me by re-enacting my trauma. Record it. Make me edge endlessly to videos of my own r4pe.

Hurt me physically:

Make me cup my breasts and hold them up to you so you can slap and abvse them to your hearts content. Make me keep eye contact so you can see my pleading, pain, shame, humiliation… and my tears

Tie me up with my arms spread wide above my head, legs tied wide, then whip me with your leather belt until I beg for mercy. take your time regarding me sucking in air and trying to compartmentalise the pain. Look at the sweat running down my neck, armpits and stomach. Then hit me harder.

Beat me, slap me, whip me until I am bruised and aching. Then make me beg for more.

Hurt me sexually

Fuck me ruthlessly - in every hole. Fuck me until I can barely breathe. Then fuck me some more.

Have your friends gang-r4pe me and then make me thank each one for their efforts.

Never let me cum. Keep me on edge forever - enslaving me in a never ending cycle of craving sexual abvse, humiliation, pain, trauma, need, submission, compliance and docility.

Imagine we hang out for the second time (first time you needed to analyse the goods and see if I was worth spending your precious time on) and you make me beg you to put your massive dick in my little cunt, taking my virginity finally. Then you slap my face saying I have to earn the privilege of getting fucked. You tell me to worship your ass first so I start kissing all over your ass. You grab me by the hair and slap my face.

“I told you to worship my ass o why the fuck are you kissing it like you kiss your daddy on the cheek. Is that what you’re into? Does this little cunt have some daddy issues?” When I tell you no, you tell me to start making out with your asshole like a real whore would. Shyly I tell you that I’ve never kissed anyone before let alone made out with them. “Well let’s make your first real kiss memorable then! Stick your tongue in my ass!” I tentatively lick around your rim for a bit before you slap my tits yelling at me to taste your ass properly.

“Every time someone asks about your first kiss you’ll be reminded of the disgusting fucking pig that you are. You want from an innocent little virgin to a nasty ass licker. That’s all you’ll ever be.” I started shaking my head, no I’m not just an ass licker. I’m a good girl.

“You don’t like it when I call you an ass licker? But that’s what you are, my little fucktoy. A whore eating out a stranger’s ass. But okay, I’ll stop calling you that. In fact, why don’t I promote you. Instead of being just a nasty ass licker, you van now be a fucking fart eater!” Before I even realised what you said, you let out a wet, disgusting fart straight into my mouth.

“Yeah this role suits you a lot better you filthy whore!” You push my head deeper between your cheeks coating my face with the taste and smell of your vile farts. You keep making me eat your farts only letting me breathe a handful of times before finally letting go of my head.

“Did you enjoy your first kiss fart face? I bet you did! That’s one of your firsts that you’ll never get back again. Now, because you’ve been such a good little piggy I would have even let you pick which of your three cherries you wanted to pop next, but I don’t want that nasty fart mouth anywhere near my dick. I guess that leaves only two options. One, I use that disgusting little shitter of yours or two, you beg me to take your drooling cunt. I’m such a nice guy, aren’t I? Giving you options when in reality I should just use you however I see fit because that was what you were born for, right? Just a little fucktoy for men to use?”

“Yes, sir. You are so incredibly generous letting me pick how I get used. I am beyond grateful for your kindness and guidance. Will you please use my disgusting virgin cunt for your pleasure, please sir? This whore would be eternally grateful.” Instead of answering, you sit down on the couch, your massive cock standing upright.

“Sit down” you say. When I go to sit on your lap, you slap my face. “No, you dumb fucking whore. Has my ass really made you that fucking dumb? Sit your cunt on my dick”. I couldn’t believe it. You were making me sit down on your dick, taking my own virginity. But I’m a good little slut who does what she’s told. Slowly I position myself over cock, nudging open my cunt flaps. I impale myself inch by inch feeling the burning stretch of my pussy getting split open.

Once I’m sitting all the way down I try to lift myself up, but you stop me from moving. You turn on the tv while I’m still being split in half by your massive cock. Every time I try to move, you slap me. My tits, my cunt, my ass, my face. After a good ten minutes you tell me to get off. Confused I do what you said.

“Grab a towel, get on your knees and get your nasty cunt juice off”.

“I thought you were going to fuck me?”

“Oh no you little cumdump. You asked me to take your virginity, you begged me to use your cunt for my pleasure. That’s what I did. Now you get to go home knowing you’re not a virgin anymore. I told you I was an incredibly kind man, didn’t I?”

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I’m a stupid selfish fuck slave who needs this blog to look at porn and fantasize about all the things that have happened and will happen to me. I have no limits and want nothing but cruelty. In return I’ll provide nothing but love and obedience. 

If you don’t want me to breathe you shouldn’t have to bear it. Just choke me out or put me in a ball gag and kick me so I lose consciousness. 

If you don’t want me eating real food, please serve me gruel and mix in a little of your piss to sweeten it, if I’ve been good. I’ll beg for it if necessary. 

And of course I’ll wake you up with a blowjob. There’s nothing better than a nice, thick dick to choke me in the morning. 

But if you need to shit and don’t want to interrupt the blowjob, than please by all means I’d prefer it if I could keep blowing you while you take your morning shit. 

After I’ve drained your balls dry of cum, of course please let me swallow your piss while you sit on the toilet. 

We’ll have to work out whether you would like to lovingly clean your dirty asshole with toilet paper AND my tongue or just solely my tongue. Let’s say for now you just want me to kneel down behind you and clean your shit out of your asshole with toilet paper while you take a business call with your boss. You have important work to do, menial tasks like this are for me. That way you can stand in the bathroom and do your important man work while your fuck slave takes care of her job. Of course, even if it was paper, I’d gladly finish you off with my tongue once you’re clean. 

But I’m a worthless cunt so I’ve probably done something wrong. Beat the ever living fuck out of me for displeasing you and not cleaning you well enough. I know if I didn’t do such good a good job using my tongue to please you but I understand if one day, when you have a prettier cunt, you want to cut it off. 

In fact, when you HAVE found a prettier cunt and don’t need me anymore, please have her blow you seductively and allow me to express my love and adoration one last time before you cut the tendons on my throat with your knife. I promise my last thoughts will be how much I love you and how much I hope your new slave will please you as much as I did. 

But for now, I still have my youth and beauty, so please make full use of my tight little fuckdoll body. First base is anal, second is ass to mouth. I go to first on the first date. 

But if you don’t want to bother asking my name or getting to know me, just slip something in my drink, then drag my pathetic holes back to your sex dungeon and rape me to your hearts content.

I would never, ever try to escape. I promise, you will only need to chain me to places because I both look good in chains and because I’m so stupid I get distracted easily. As a woman there’s naturally a strong undercurrent of hysterical emotional mumbling underneath everything I do, which is as strong a thought as I’m able to formulate. So while I would never run, unless you chain me to the stove to cook your dinner I’ll probably get distracted and wander off. 

That’s only for the beginning though until you’ve trained me. I imagine your beatings would be so harsh and unforgiving, and your brainwashing and mind control so total and thorough,  that even my tiny peanut cunt brain could learn quickly. Eventually I’ll be so well trained I’ll anticipate your every need and I’ll be able to follow your eyes as you read so I can turn the pages for you, and stand at attention with a water jug while you’re watching tv to refill it whenever you take a drink. 

Of course, if you just want someone to adore your massively, kingly, scepter-like dick while you ignore them and watch the game, just click your fingers. Once for a nice, slow blowjob, twice for a quick throatfuck, three times for anal, and four times for me to pleasure you with my pussy (Pussy is the last because I assume it’s going to be the rarest). 

I’ll be as loud or quiet as you want. If you want to whip my bare back and have me only sigh in pleasure instead of screaming, I will. 

I know I don’t deserve pleasure, but obviously sometimes you’ll like to remind yourself what an intense masculine man you are and how much pleasure you can bestow upon women, so while I would imagine most of our fucking sessions will be anal or a cunt numbed by numbing cream, occasionally you’ll want me to remind you how gooooood at sex you are and how amazing you’re capable of making me feel, and I’ll just cum over and over and over and over on your cock, because it’s the cock of a god. I can ask you permission every time or you can just pound away and I’ll just keep cumming because I love you so much. This is up to you though. If you want me to never cum again, I never will (although I’d imagine you want me edging every day so my cunt is always wet and frustrated). 

You definitely do not love me though, and that’s completely to be expected. Most of the time we fuck I definitely will not cum. I don’t deserve love. So every time you fuck me, I’d imagine it’s going to be my ass while you whip my back. Of course I’ll clean your shaft with my mouth afterwards and dry it with my hair. 

As your pleasure slave and body slave, as your maid and servant, as your property and possession, it’s also my duty to keep the body you own, which I inhabit, up to your exacting high standards. My titties are big enough and my waist is small, but I need to make sure they stay that way. Maybe while you’re away at work and after I finish cleaning your house, I could do a brutal workout regime to keep it in shape. And one can never do many squats! I want to have a big, full, nice, firm as for you to grab onto while you’re buttfucking me to your hearts content.

Don’t worry about staying in shape though. Your couch doesn’t care how heavy you are when you sit on it’s face, why would I care?

If you have a big, heavy belly I’ll edge thinking about it. You’re the perfect adonis no matter what. You’re zeus and I’m some gross filthy peasant woman you’ve deigned to fuck for a day. 

And part of keeping my body pretty is that I should always remain hairless below my eyebrows. I’ll be completely and totally hairless. Of course it would never even occur to you to shave your crotch. You’re my owner, your pleasure is tantamount. You should never be put through the slightest inconvenience. Besides, I love the taste of your skin and hair on my tongue. 

Staying thin shouldn’t be an issue, as five times a day I’ll suck nutritious, grey gruel. That’s most of my meal intake, filled with protein and vitamins and served in a doggie bowl. Usually there will be piss mixed into it, but maybe cum on my birthday? If you let me keep my birthday that is and not give me a new one or remove it all together. I’ll lick the bowl clean and thank you for the honor of being allowed to be fed, (and then wash it clean, as I’m the one doing the dishes).

As a reward, once I get up to your incredibly high standards, would you allow me to feast on your scraps once you’ve finished your breakfast? It’ll be a scant amount of food of course, as I’ll cook you delicious, delicious meals every single day, so you’ll eat it all, but if I’m allowed, then after you’re done and have no more use for me, then I can eat the leftover crusts on your plate and lick the plate clean before I rub it on my needy, undeserving cunt. I’d not be worthy of this honor, of the honor of putting something in my mouth that was once in your mouth, but you’re such a kindly man that you’ll allow me, won’t you? I don’t want to get greedy though. The only thing from your mouth that belongs in my mouth is your spit. 

Slap me in the face and tell me to open my mouth, then spit into it while I look at you with shining eyes and swallow it. Or spit on my face of course.

One of the things I enjoy the most is while you’re brushing your teeth, I’ll be worshipping you on my knees, and you can yank my hair back and make me open my mouth so you can spit the toothpaste into my mouth. Or if you don’t even want that much effort you can just spit in my hair. 

I wear nothing but what you want me to at all times. Including nothing at all. Including heels. I always do my makeup. I always reapply my makeup. I want you to get hard just by looking at me. 

And of course, we haven’t even talked about the most important thing: all the ways I’ll drain your beautiful cock and amazing balls of that delicious white gold. I’ll like your balls gently or furiously, and you’ll have to slap when I’m too fast or too slow. Maybe I’ll never get it. But your slaps are pleasure and reward enough, since you’re touching me. I’ll do anything to get your cum: I’ll lap it up off the floor, I’ll eat it mixed into my gruel, I’ll lick it out of a sister slaves’ freshly fucked asshole, I’ll long to feel you blow your load into MY asshole (if I’m given the honor), I’ll paint my big fat udders with it, or I’ll simply swallow it quietly and directly if you just want me to pleasure you while you’re doing something else important. I won’t make a sound when you don’t want me to so as not to disturb your football watching, and when you do want me to make a sound I’ll moan and scream your name as you cover me with your delicious seed. 

females should only be fucked in their ass or mouth unless being bred

all Men should be polygamists

anal is better and prettier than regular sex

I remember the first time that he told me I looked beautiful. Early on in seeing him, It was after he’d split my lip, from a punch that rattled my jaw and left me spinning.

“You look beautiful” he said sweetly.

I was elated. I could taste my own blood. I didn’t often hear those words. This was us moving forward together. He didn’t toss out compliments to anyone, and I knew him doing so with me was a great feat. As I was lost in that warm fuzzy haze, I felt his finger under my chin, pulling my eyeline to his. He looked at me in a way I’d never seen before, his glare dark.

“ too bad this is the only time you’ll be beautiful to me” he said in a measured tone, and quickly followed with “well, bad for you”

The fuzzy feeling was gone, replaced with a growing dread in my stomach. I knew this would happen. I knew it from the beginning. My eyes welled, I was flushed, hot wet tears started coming to the surface. I knew that this wouldn’t be good for me. I should’ve listened to the way he traced his fingers down up my spine, lingering just a little too long at the back of my neck. I should’ve known —

“Yes, Sir?” I responded demurely. Wiping tears, I was still off in my own head chastising myself for thinking that it would be different, that he’d be different.

“Go fetch me that cane you hate, and be quick — I’ll give you something to really cry about, cunt”

And with that it all started. And the only times I’d ever hear him say that I’m beautiful was in the midst of him breaking me.