My new slaves have finally arrived on DFN as desicunt with her lowly worm sharing the account. I will be posting pics of their continued training and defilement in future entries
Kevin Stangel
@Henker, richtig er soll ja nicht genießen und abspritzen schon gar nicht, höchstens den kleinen Lümmel ganz entfernen, wenn es gewollt ist^^
HenkerDen kleinen Schwanz vielleicht etwas wichsen das er etwas größer wird. Viel ist da sowieso nicht zu erwarten. Wenn das schlafe Ding dann mal etwas hart ist die Vorhaut zurück ziehen soweit wie es geht und die E-Klatsche auf die Schwanzspitze. Das... moreDen kleinen Schwanz vielleicht etwas wichsen das er etwas größer wird. Viel ist da sowieso nicht zu erwarten. Wenn das schlafe Ding dann mal etwas hart ist die Vorhaut zurück ziehen soweit wie es geht und die E-Klatsche auf die Schwanzspitze. Das kannst du solang wiederholen bis er wieder schlaf ist. Dann wird er eingepackt und fertig. Abgespritz wird ganz sicher nicht
K53
My fantasy has us enjoying our life of rape and sex crimes.
Following the motto "Better Together" i see myself beside you as we are captured and receive electro tourture.
ag_ga1
I want to be your victim and choking from your cock stuck deep inside my throat, and I electrifying your testicles a lot, until someone finishes first - your testicles or me. Does not matter.
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
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
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
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
