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Hurt Me PLEASE !!!!
I want to be invited to a dinner party and
after dinner, stripped naked and beg in front of my closest friends to be hit-
on my bum, on my breasts, on my stomach, my legs, my face, and most
importantly, right on my pussy..
I want to sit through the whole dinner fully
clothed and taking part in the conversation as normal, with everyone knowing
exactly what is going to happen, that at any minute I will become their
complete sexual slave, and will beg to be humiliated and punished viciously by
all of them, over and over again.
I want to beg to be ball-gagged by my
closest friends, and then have my clothes forcibly pulled off my body, cut from
me if neccessary, as I stand within the circle made by them. I want to climb on
to the dining table on all fours, and have each and every one of them roughly
and crudely inspect my body; touching, poking, pinching, smacking, slapping,
pulling, biting, probing, stroking and scratching my pussy, my bumhole, my
breasts, my stomach, EVERYWHERE..
I want my friends to take turns experimenting
on my willing vagina and anus by inserting anything they can find into my body,
pushing the objects in hard if they won't go in easily, me nodding vigorously
and pushing as strongly as possible back onto them, to force them deeper and
more painfully into me, as they call me names like 'dirty bitch', 'cunt',
'pain-slut' and tell me that I'm nothing..
Then I want my legs pulled to the end of
the table so I'm bent face down from the waist over it with my feet spread
apart and touching the floor, with my ankles tied to the table legs and my
wrists held by a member of the party. I want the serious spanking to begin,
with everyone using their hands to hit my bum as hard as they can until it's
very red and stinging nicely; when everyone's hands are sore, I want the guests
to pick an instrument with which they can continue to hit me, for example a
shoe or slipper, a table-tennis bat, a leather belt, a cane, a wooden spoon, a
spatchelor, a crop, even a cricket bat... I want each person to pay special
attention to my bumhole, with a dinner guest pulling each bum cheek hard apart,
allowing it to be hit directly, as many times as they like, and as hard as they
can manage..
I want to be turned over, so that now my breasts
and pussy are exposed, and I'm lying backwards over the table; then the beating
begins again, and my breasts are massacred by all the different implements..
the leather belt bites into my nipples again and again, and I have absolutely
no escape as I watch each stroke fall. I realise that my wrists are no longer
held down and that my ankles are no longer tied to the table legs, and that I'm
actually lying exposed like this by my own free will – this makes me even more
aroused, as it's now blindingly obvious to everyone that I want this to happen
so deep within me. The blows from the cane and cricket bat are now moving down
my body, from my slightly bleeding breasts towards my stomach; the cane whips
my skin delightfully as the cricket bat whacks against my tummy, making a
deeply erotic hollow sound as each blow makes contact. I desperately want as
much of this as I can get, and my eyes flutter as the pleasure from the pain
flows through my body and soul.
My pussy is by now aching to be hit, and
it's not long before I get what I'm yearning for – the ballgag is still in my
mouth and unfortunately prevents me from screaming my thanks as loudly as I
can, as the cricket bat smacks into it. I raise myself up on to my elbows so I
can get a good view of the bat swinging and the impact against my soft open
pink lips, savouring the sound of the wood against me, and the exquisite
sensations that only severe vaginal punishment can cause. I point to my
clitoris and stare longingly at my attackers, who reward me with blows from the
cricket bat, the belt, the cane and the wooden spoon. I come and come and come
and come...
At this point, the dinner guests take a
rest, and leave me tied backwards over a stool. They mingle and chat with each
other as my battered pussy and bleeding breasts are on display, pointing at
particularly vibrant welts and remarking on the deeper cuts. After ten minutes,
I am untied and made to stand within the circle, and my ballgag is removed.
Each of my friends then steps forward, and again inspects my body, asking me if
I really enjoy what has happened so far, and if I want more – I look every
person in the eye and thank them for hitting me so hard; I explain in detail
that since an early teenager, I have had a burning desire to be used and abused
in public, that I want to be punished and tortured in front of an audience, and
that I enjoy being humiliated and treated as a sex slave, and that I'd like to
prove it to them by lying in the bath and having them all (men and women)
urinate on me, even in my mouth: this makes me blush as I'm embarrassed and
humiliated to state so publicly and definitely in front of all my friends that
I love to suffer pain and humiliation so severely, but it also makes me feel
totally and beautifully calm but also INCREDIBLY excited, as if some universal
truth has been completed within me. I implore each person to continue to
humiliate, torture and punish me in any way they choose, even begging to be
cut, pierced, sliced open.. I want my body to bleed. I kiss them passionately
on the mouth to show them I'm truly serious..
I'm led upstairs to the master bedroom, and
the rest of the guests follow me up. There is a very wide full-length mirror at
one end of the room, and a gynocologist's bench with widely spaced stirrups
directly in front of it. I am led to it, and eagerly climb on, placing my
ankles in the supports, instantly fully displaying my open, swollen vagina to
the rest of the now full room, and to myself in the mirror. I can see on a table
to the side of me that there are various instruments of pain waiting to be used
on my body, and my clit pulsates..
Firstly, clothes pegs are applied to my
breasts, on the actual breast and also in a cross formation on my nipples, and
are tugged and twisted by the guests, to my delight. Then more are used on my
stomach, and a full set are used on my pussy lips, inner and outer, and finally
one on my clit, sending pleasure coursing round my body. I look at the dinner
guests in the mirror, and can see their pleasure in my love of suffering pain –
I am ready for more, so much more..
I ask to be hurt more, and they happily
oblige by placing in front of me a tray of small surgical needles. I instantly
know that I need them pushed deep into my body, and am so eager for the pain
that I begin to pick one up – no-one stops me, so I seize the chance to really
demonstrate my desires to my friends by taking off the pegs from my right
breast, and pushing the needle slowly into the smooth skin. I push it all the
way I before I realise, but am surprised by the sharp sting and also the
wonderful enjoyment I experience..
I can feel my friends really begin to enjoy
the show now, and I rapidly pick up the needles and push them into my tits,
taking the pegs off as I go. A guest removes the pegs from my pussy and begins
to slap it hard with their hand as I savour the supreme feeling of the needles
piercing my nipples, using six on each by the time I'm finished..
I really want to show myself being totally and completely willingly abused, so I ask each of my friends to take a needle, and whilst looking me in the eye, pierce my pussy lips, as I thank them over and over. As the needles go in, I drip hot wax from a candle directly on to my exposed clitoris, making it hard for me to keep still. My yearning for the pain helps me, and I'm panting wildly but grinning as the last of the twenty needles are put through my inner labia..
I want more though, so I ask my best friend to pierce me right through my most sensitive place – although she has been enjoying the proceedings immensely, she is slightly hesitant, but I insist that I honestly, truly, deeply want it and need it, and that I want her to do it to me. I beg for her to pierce my clitoris, to make my pussy bleed, to hurt my as intensely as she can, to stab me with the needle, to make certain it goes all the way in; the humiliation and perversion of begging for such an extreme act from such a close friend in front of others heightens my arousal immeasurably. I plead to be used as a complete pin-cushion, to have my total pain caused by her, and she is convinced that I'm serious. She agrees, and as the room holds their breath, the needle goes all the way into my clitoris, sending me literally out of this world, to another whole universe of experience, that is unquestionably mind-blowing............
I'm covered in little specks of blood from the needles in my tits and pussy, but wave after wave after wave of intense exquisite pleasure sweep through me, and I thank my friend over and over again for hurting me in this way, for fulfilling such a deep desire of mine – I can see her expression of slight bewilderment but more of wonder as I continue to nod and pant heavily.
I look in the mirror again, and feel the joy of appearing in front of an audience in such a degrading way - the needles continue to send trickles of blood down my body, and I bask in my complete servitude and suffering..
Now I am ordered to stand up, and I slowly ease myself off the bench and stand in front of the mirror, the needles still in me causing a painfully arousing discomfort as I move. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see someone approaching with a long, thick whip, and I am moved back from the mirror to give the whip room to strike my body. At first I bend forward to present my bum for a whipping, causing the needles to move erotically in my flesh, but then when I'm told to stand up straight with my hands clasped on top of my head, I quickly realise that I am to be whipped on the front of my body..
I can see myself relax in the mirror to fully receive the force of the whip on to my eager breasts, and as the first strike lands, the needles are rammed into my tits, causing me to gasp in surprise at the pain/pleasure. I hang my head for a moment, and let the pain in to me, and really begin to enjoy it – then I raise my head for more. The lashings continue to my tits, and I can't get enough, and scream for more. Blood is flowing from my breatsts now, over my stomach and onto my pussy, and that's where I want to be hit, right on the clit needle..
'Hit my pussy, hit my clit, PLEASE !!!!!' I say, aching for the whip to hit the needle in my clitoris and hammer it deeper into my throbbing bud – right then, my wish is granted, and again in ecstacy I leave this world and visit the stars.....
By this point, I have lost all sense of dignity, rationale and self-respect, and am revelling in the humiliation, degradation, exhibitionism and perversion - all I want is to suffer more, experience more pain and orgasm again and again, so I ask what's in store for me next..
The needles are removed from my body, and the bleeding is cleaned up, and then I'm led downstairs to the back garden. It's a summer night, so outside is warm, and the soft breeze feels delicious on my stinging skin. My friends congregate outside around a wooden frame that has been built – it is cube-shaped and is big enough for me to stand in. I stand inside the cube frame and arms come forward and tie my wrists to the upper sides of the frame, while my lower legs are bent up, and my ankles tied to my thighs. As I am hanging, nipple clamps are applied, which are attached to cords hanging over the cross piece, and then weights – the weights pull wonderfully on my nipples, causing a strong throbbing pain that I really enjoy..
I look around and can see my friends relishing the sight of me in this bondage, and one steps forward with a hairbrush he has brought from the bedroom – it has a flat back and the bristles are solid plastic with sharp ends. He begins to whack my unprotected stomach, which I really love, and again it causes a gorgeous hollow thwack sound – he stands very close to me, and I can only look him in the eye, and say thank you, over and over..
The hairbrush moves lower, and I want it on my pussy, so I open my legs as wide as I can, and he takes the hint – the sqeulching of the hard brush on my wet open pussy is drawing everbody in, and I begin to demand it harder and harder, until he's whacking my cunt with all his strength, using a kind of uppercut motion for maximum impact. I'm beginning to feel the most intense orgasm of the night coming on, so through my panting, I say ' use the spikes '- he doesn't hear me at first, so I shout it ' use the spikes ! '
He then turns the brush over, and with the same force drives the spiky side into my soft willing flesh, building the pace and severity – I'm feeling the orgasm coming nearer, and I realise I need (or is it want ?) more pain to bring it on, so I cry out ' my arse... my tits... EVERYBODY - HIT ME !!!! ABUSE ME !!!!!!!! HURT ME PLEEEEAAAAAASSSSSSEEEEEEEE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! '
Suddenly, I can feel things striking me from all around – it's as if all my friends are hitting me at once, as hard as they can, as I beg them, and the thought of that is just amazingly arousing.. MY BUM IS RECEIVING HEAVY WHACKS, MY TITS ARE BEING CANED AND MY NIPPLES HAVE ALMOST BEEN SPLIT, MY BUMHOLE IS GETTING HARSH DIRECT HITS WITH THE WOODEN SPOON, AND THE SPIKES OF THE HAIRBRUSH CONTINUE TO SMACK DEEP INTO MY CUNT-FLESH.. I LOOK AROUND AND SEE MY FRIENDS THRASHING AND ABUSING ME, TORTURING MY BODY AND KNOWING I ADORE IT AS MUCH AS THEY DO, I MOAN A THANK YOU TO THEM ALL AS I MAKE EYE CONTACT WITH AS MANY AS I CAN, AND THE ORGASM BUILDS WITHIN ME.. I'M MOANING LOUDLY NOW AND I CAN SEE MY BEST FRIEND AND I THANK HER AGAIN FOR PIERCING ME AND HURTING ME WHERE I WANTED IT SO BADLY, AND THEN THE SPIKES HIT MY CLIT AND I'M SCREAMING AND I COME AND COME AND COME AND COME, AND I PRAISE FOR GOD FOR ALL THESE PEOPLE ABUSING ME, AND I THANK HIM FOR ALLOWING ME TO BE USED SO COMPLETELY... AND THEN I THINK IF THERE WAS A PERFECT TIME TO DIE IT WOULD BE NOW... LIKE THIS.. IN FRONT OF AN AUDIENCE, COMPLETELY NAKED, TIED DOWN BUT WILLING, TORTURED AND ABUSED, LOVING THE SLAVERY AND DEGRADATION, BEGGING AND PLEADING TO BE HUMILIATED AND PUNISHED AND PIERCED AND WHIPPED, AND MAYBE...............
THE ULTIMATE PIERCING,
A LONG SHARP BLADE IN MY SOFTNESS,
STABBING UPWARD THROUGH MY PUSSY,
AS EVERYONE WATCHED,
TAKING ME COMPLETELY....
THE HIGHEST PLEASURE.....
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