While I have just been delivered to the Pink Pussy brothel, the managers take advantage of the fact that I am still in a transport crate to send me to the annual anniversary week event of one of the biggest gang bang clubs in Pagetsburgh.
For a small... moreWhile I have just been delivered to the Pink Pussy brothel, the managers take advantage of the fact that I am still in a transport crate to send me to the annual anniversary week event of one of the biggest gang bang clubs in Pagetsburgh.
For a small fee I am used by groups of at least ten participants without interruption, with the beating offered.
I am raped again and again, filled in all the holes often by several at the same time, beaten and raped again all week long...
Since the Pink Pussy Brothel managers sponsored the event, I was sent there to serve in the knotting competition. The managers knew I had already been used by dogs during my "persuasion" to become a slave in Mr. Harry's dungeon. They chose me to avoid... moreSince the Pink Pussy Brothel managers sponsored the event, I was sent there to serve in the knotting competition. The managers knew I had already been used by dogs during my "persuasion" to become a slave in Mr. Harry's dungeon. They chose me to avoid damaging one of their more valuable whores.
In the middle of the main hall, I was mated with dozens of dogs, watched by their masters and the competition judges.
As soon as the Pnk pussy brothel closed for the night, I was taken out of the dungeon and then taken and placed to serve in the establishment's fuckroom, accessible at the back of the building by an alley.
Used by the less well-off clients of... moreAs soon as the Pnk pussy brothel closed for the night, I was taken out of the dungeon and then taken and placed to serve in the establishment's fuckroom, accessible at the back of the building by an alley.
Used by the less well-off clients of Pagetsburgh, for next to nothing, they can relieve themselves and satisfy their urgent needs all night and until the Pink Pussy Brothel opens in the late morning.
Dozens of clients, knowing that I am made available here, sometimes wait until closing time to come fuck me without restraint.
And when the brothel opens, I am once again descended into the dungeon. less
Unfortunately I did not manage to reach 80 customers per day and for that the Managers of the Pink Pussy brothel assigned me for the next 3 months at least, to the dungeons of the Pink pussy. Here I have to serve the most sadistic and perverted... moreUnfortunately I did not manage to reach 80 customers per day and for that the Managers of the Pink Pussy brothel assigned me for the next 3 months at least, to the dungeons of the Pink pussy. Here I have to serve the most sadistic and perverted customers, alone or in groups, and they have the right to beat me and torture me without paying extra.
Due to my big breasts and my amputation I am in high demand by these customers and they like to hang weights from my rings, increasing even more the pain and humiliation they make me suffer. less
Since the Pink Pussy Brothel managers sponsored the event, I was sent there to serve in the knotting competition. The managers knew I had already been used by dogs during my "persuasion" to become a slave in Mr. Harry's dungeon. They chose me to avoid... moreSince the Pink Pussy Brothel managers sponsored the event, I was sent there to serve in the knotting competition. The managers knew I had already been used by dogs during my "persuasion" to become a slave in Mr. Harry's dungeon. They chose me to avoid damaging one of their more valuable whores.
In the middle of the main hall, I was mated with dozens of dogs, watched by their masters and the competition judges.
Denny
It’s not the life she would have chosen.
Having been chosen for this life, the only real choice Iris has is acceptance of what is, and a choice to lessen her pain through compliance!
Oangell
Love this album. Picture 50 is my favourite fresh pice of meat. Love the pain it looks like it is in. Dismembering is such fun and such a useful way of making the meat toy you want, or pet to play with
she sat quietly in a cafe
pale
freckled with only one arm
and a missing foot
always shaking invisibly
deformed
from the curse of desolation
facing downwards
she read the couplet
her maiden voyage was a lonely one
and it lasted all the days of her life
she wept silent tears
through interminable silent days
and starless nights
fearing her resemblance
to that ode of the forsaken
her countenance
a broken heart
i've come for you
i murmured
i'm a busted doll she said
see my pretty stumps
wheelchair
crutch
do you like them
strangely yes ...so very much
i wept softly
no one wants me
she whispered
i'm a blight of horror
a castaway to be avoided
my life a nightmare
of dark estrangement
a walking wound in tears
to crooked to be loved
a torn doll
looking into the depths of her soul
i called
i've always wanted a lopsided girl
with flaying stumps
and a brooding heart
to save
to love
to heal
to cuddle
and adore
to cry over
with wild warping hugs
always aching
for my... less
zebrablackBecoming an amputee as an act of submission, a severally demented form of masochism is what she was all about. We flew to the Philippines and had all 4 of her limbs removed surgically. After her recovery back home a few weeks later, as we had planned I... moreBecoming an amputee as an act of submission, a severally demented form of masochism is what she was all about. We flew to the Philippines and had all 4 of her limbs removed surgically. After her recovery back home a few weeks later, as we had planned I installed a large black hook in the ceiling over the bath tub to hang a rope. I seated my darling on a stool holding her carefully so that she wouldn't tip over and put the rope sweetly around her neck. We kissed for a long time while I took a razor to her head face tits and belly. She was crying and smiling and said she was happy and all ready. I pushed my oiled cock inside her and then pulled the stool out from her. It was a thing of delicious horror to see her stumps flay desperately, her blood streak the walls and her eyes pop like boiling fish....squirt! less
Oangell
Love this album. Picture 50 is my favourite fresh pice of meat. Love the pain it looks like it is in. Dismembering is such fun and such a useful way of making the meat toy you want, or pet to play with
she sat quietly in a cafe
pale
freckled with only one arm
and a missing foot
always shaking invisibly
deformed
from the curse of desolation
facing downwards
she read the couplet
her maiden voyage was a lonely one
and it lasted all the days of her life
she wept silent tears
through interminable silent days
and starless nights
fearing her resemblance
to that ode of the forsaken
her countenance
a broken heart
i've come for you
i murmured
i'm a busted doll she said
see my pretty stumps
wheelchair
crutch
do you like them
strangely yes ...so very much
i wept softly
no one wants me
she whispered
i'm a blight of horror
a castaway to be avoided
my life a nightmare
of dark estrangement
a walking wound in tears
to crooked to be loved
a torn doll
looking into the depths of her soul
i called
i've always wanted a lopsided girl
with flaying stumps
and a brooding heart
to save
to love
to heal
to cuddle
and adore
to cry over
with wild warping hugs
always aching
for my... less
zebrablackBecoming an amputee as an act of submission, a severally demented form of masochism is what she was all about. We flew to the Philippines and had all 4 of her limbs removed surgically. After her recovery back home a few weeks later, as we had planned I... moreBecoming an amputee as an act of submission, a severally demented form of masochism is what she was all about. We flew to the Philippines and had all 4 of her limbs removed surgically. After her recovery back home a few weeks later, as we had planned I installed a large black hook in the ceiling over the bath tub to hang a rope. I seated my darling on a stool holding her carefully so that she wouldn't tip over and put the rope sweetly around her neck. We kissed for a long time while I took a razor to her head face tits and belly. She was crying and smiling and said she was happy and all ready. I pushed my oiled cock inside her and then pulled the stool out from her. It was a thing of delicious horror to see her stumps flay desperately, her blood streak the walls and her eyes pop like boiling fish....squirt! less
Oangell
Love this album. Picture 50 is my favourite fresh pice of meat. Love the pain it looks like it is in. Dismembering is such fun and such a useful way of making the meat toy you want, or pet to play with
she sat quietly in a cafe
pale
freckled with only one arm
and a missing foot
always shaking invisibly
deformed
from the curse of desolation
facing downwards
she read the couplet
her maiden voyage was a lonely one
and it lasted all the days of her life
she wept silent tears
through interminable silent days
and starless nights
fearing her resemblance
to that ode of the forsaken
her countenance
a broken heart
i've come for you
i murmured
i'm a busted doll she said
see my pretty stumps
wheelchair
crutch
do you like them
strangely yes ...so very much
i wept softly
no one wants me
she whispered
i'm a blight of horror
a castaway to be avoided
my life a nightmare
of dark estrangement
a walking wound in tears
to crooked to be loved
a torn doll
looking into the depths of her soul
i called
i've always wanted a lopsided girl
with flaying stumps
and a brooding heart
to save
to love
to heal
to cuddle
and adore
to cry over
with wild warping hugs
always aching
for my... less
zebrablackBecoming an amputee as an act of submission, a severally demented form of masochism is what she was all about. We flew to the Philippines and had all 4 of her limbs removed surgically. After her recovery back home a few weeks later, as we had planned I... moreBecoming an amputee as an act of submission, a severally demented form of masochism is what she was all about. We flew to the Philippines and had all 4 of her limbs removed surgically. After her recovery back home a few weeks later, as we had planned I installed a large black hook in the ceiling over the bath tub to hang a rope. I seated my darling on a stool holding her carefully so that she wouldn't tip over and put the rope sweetly around her neck. We kissed for a long time while I took a razor to her head face tits and belly. She was crying and smiling and said she was happy and all ready. I pushed my oiled cock inside her and then pulled the stool out from her. It was a thing of delicious horror to see her stumps flay desperately, her blood streak the walls and her eyes pop like boiling fish....squirt! less
Oangell
Love this album. Picture 50 is my favourite fresh pice of meat. Love the pain it looks like it is in. Dismembering is such fun and such a useful way of making the meat toy you want, or pet to play with
she sat quietly in a cafe
pale
freckled with only one arm
and a missing foot
always shaking invisibly
deformed
from the curse of desolation
facing downwards
she read the couplet
her maiden voyage was a lonely one
and it lasted all the days of her life
she wept silent tears
through interminable silent days
and starless nights
fearing her resemblance
to that ode of the forsaken
her countenance
a broken heart
i've come for you
i murmured
i'm a busted doll she said
see my pretty stumps
wheelchair
crutch
do you like them
strangely yes ...so very much
i wept softly
no one wants me
she whispered
i'm a blight of horror
a castaway to be avoided
my life a nightmare
of dark estrangement
a walking wound in tears
to crooked to be loved
a torn doll
looking into the depths of her soul
i called
i've always wanted a lopsided girl
with flaying stumps
and a brooding heart
to save
to love
to heal
to cuddle
and adore
to cry over
with wild warping hugs
always aching
for my... less
zebrablackBecoming an amputee as an act of submission, a severally demented form of masochism is what she was all about. We flew to the Philippines and had all 4 of her limbs removed surgically. After her recovery back home a few weeks later, as we had planned I... moreBecoming an amputee as an act of submission, a severally demented form of masochism is what she was all about. We flew to the Philippines and had all 4 of her limbs removed surgically. After her recovery back home a few weeks later, as we had planned I installed a large black hook in the ceiling over the bath tub to hang a rope. I seated my darling on a stool holding her carefully so that she wouldn't tip over and put the rope sweetly around her neck. We kissed for a long time while I took a razor to her head face tits and belly. She was crying and smiling and said she was happy and all ready. I pushed my oiled cock inside her and then pulled the stool out from her. It was a thing of delicious horror to see her stumps flay desperately, her blood streak the walls and her eyes pop like boiling fish....squirt! less
