bruise baby

Can we get more details and moments from this experience? It sounds so hot.

I was so mean to this chick lol. She loved it and I gave her something to eat. Unhooked her to sleep. I woke her up to cock of course.

I have

sucking my big toe curled up in a ball while i fuck better pussy felt so good.

You are an ugly, degenerate poor excuse for a woman. 

You are worthless, pathetic, sub-human scum. 

Your mouth will be my urinal, my rubbish bin and my ashtray. 

Your arse will be my favourite fuckhole, your cunt my favourite punching bag. 

Your tits will be my blank canvas for bruises, marks and slogans. 

Your face will be slapped, spat upon, pissed upon, cum upon and ground into my sweaty fat arsehole. 

Your hair will be a mop for any fluids we spill. 

You are going to hate me and need me simultaneously. 

It doesnt metter if u starve them while makin the make every meal for u and eating in front of u, overfeeding then and then put them in the tiniest corset laughing as they can batelly breath, then makin them.drink galons of water till their blader is literally poping from under the corset as they cry desperetlly for any relife

always feed ur soul. always chase ur dreams.

and i don't mean to toy with it a little. i don't mean to make me drink one little cup of water, wait ten minutes, and let me pee when i ask once.

i need it to be abused.

a pee schedule. once a day, maybe twice if i've been good. only letting me pee at night, so i won't even get to experience the relief of emptiness because i'll be asleep. i'll wake up full, go about my day full, and finally, finally pee once you are sufficiently entertained in the evening.

a drinking schedule. constantly filling my stomach with water, which fills my bladder with hot piss. stretching my bladder out, starting with just a half liter every 6 hours. then a half liter every 4. and then a half liter every 3 hours. and then a full liter every 2. until in the 12 hours (at least) that im awake, i've been forced to drink 4, even 6 liters without peeing.

but don't stop there. on certain days, if you really want to ruin me, catheterize me. a balloon catheter, that won't come out without your help, clamped shut to make sure nothing can escape. hell, if i've been particularly bad, fill my bladder artificially. inject syringe after syringe of water or your own piss into my catheter. take rapid desperation to an entirely new level. you can watch my lower stomach bulge as you force-feed liquid into my urethra.

i need to go about my day with nothing but suffering. squirming in public, only allowed to go to the toilets to lick them clean and then leave without a single drop of piss being let out. because how could i, more inhumane and lower than a urinal, in good conscience, expell into a toilet. there's diapers or tree trunks for that.