Kevin Stangel
@Henker, wie wahr besonders ja auch dass es eher junge Girls sind die dort herrlich brutal und gnadenlos an alle Foltergeräte kommen, denn das Auge foltert mit und sieh bei knackigen Leibern eben am schönsten aus...
Kevin Stangel
@geile sau, es kann wahr werden, sollte hier die Lage kippen in einem Kriegsgebiet zählen andere Dinge, da darf auch gejagt werden, nur möchte eben keiner so einen Endkampf erleben...
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
