Sunday, December 15, 2013

My favorite ways of tying - 2

This way is comfortable to leave the slave for hours, waiting for the owner to come home.

My favorite ways of tying -1

These drawings I made to show my favorite ways to tie animals.
This position is the "rabbit", used to allow the animals to walk miles with no way to protect themselves or resist.


Whipped for money - 2

He's not a fagot or a masochist, but he has a considerable debt that needs to be paid. As long as he is unable to pay, at the end of each month, the henchmen take him to this place, strip him naked, tie him to the post, and let his creditors use and torture him as they wish all night. He agreed to these terms when he took on the debt, and everyone was aware and in agreement. He will be fucked, whipped, and tortured, but they will not do anything to prevent him from going to work the next day, as he has to pay the debt.

Whipped for money - 1

This guy is unemployed and in debt. For being cute, he thought that prostitution would give him something.
The old and rich guys, besides being gay, were sadistic.
He have to be naked and whipped to amuse them.

Sunday, October 13, 2013

The aphrodisiac sound of torture.

Even at the end of the middle ages, the Lords could order to scourged their peasants with debts or thieves for any reason. The soldiers chose some trees nearby to castles to do it. Sometimes they went through whole nights whipping the unfortunate to their masters could hear her moans.
There are reports of servants or thieves kept naked tied to trees for days and sometimes whipped to death.They say that on cold nights nobles had better sexual performance with the sound of the unfortunate being tortured.

Friday, October 11, 2013

Another old drawing to thank femdomartists

This drawing I did many years ago. I post it now just to thank the attention femdomartists.

This guy comes here once a month, arrives silently, takes off his shirt, and pulls down his pants showing his hard, throbbing dick. I grab his dick and carry it over to the hook on the wall. I tie him there and whip him violently. When I finish, the wall is covered in blood and cum. 
I know he will be back next month.

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Ready to be flogged

We thought he was gorgeous bound and gagged. Now let's make him dance and sweat to the sound of whips.

Punished for being seductive and well endowed.

He was tied up in the central square. After he have seduced many residents of the village, he was sentenced to be whipped naked and his cock exposed. So many ladies and guys had known and been attended by his phallus. Others were there just to see if the famous dick would be damaged.


Friday, August 30, 2013

The Indians were not slaves, they were animals.

The explorer returned from the forest with animals captured.
Selling different kinds of monkeys for the villagers.
To avoid that they often bite any pulled teeth.
Some monkeys were very cute.


Slaves should be used as horses in chariots.

Slaves traction pulling the chariots if they were beaten cruelly.
Why could not they be used so?

    
    



Friday, August 9, 2013

Examine whether the animal is a real masochist.

I made this drawing you wondering who bought the blind boy examining his slave. Checking if it was indeed perverted and masochistic.

Monday, August 5, 2013

The handsome slave being castrated.

Since the slave's birth, his Owner never let him wear even a tiny strip of cloth; his dick was too big and beautiful to hide. He was a beautiful, naked child.
He worked naked the entire time, his muscles, arms, thighs, chest, and ass moving in perfect harmony. He was the most beautiful animal on the farm, admired, desired, and envied by all. For years, his sperm fertilized every day, all the women and part of the men on the property and neighboring farms.
However, when his Owner died, the young heir, his older son, out of sheer malice and envy, ordered his castration.
The farmers, the foreman, the priest, the women, and even the owners of neighboring farms came to ask for mercy and try to change the young man's mind, but all pleas and requests were in vain. Some tried to buy the animal and offered small fortunes, much more than the current value of a strong and healthy young slave, but the young Owner did not change his mind. On the contrary, out of sheer cruelty, he invited everyone to come and watch the castration.

On the appointed day, in front of everyone on the farm and many onlookers from all over the region, the foreman showed his skill by castrating four pigs and two calves before cutting off the beautiful slave's cock and testicles.
The Owner threw all the dicks and balls cut up that afternoon for his dogs to eat with equal contempt.
The beautiful slave lost his luster, liveliness, masculinity, and musculature. The Owner insisted that he always remain naked, humiliatingly showing the hole between his legs. Often, at the end of the work day, the Owner would have him punished, being whipped and fucked by henchmen and supervisors.
His big, beautiful dick threatened authority and order on the farm.

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Slaves could be castrated.

A new small drawing on the same theme.
Slaves were forbidden to reproduce without permission. The owners defining which negroes could generate puppies.
Those who were caught having sex without authorization were punished.
When the lust took care of the slave, his sex drive could be contained with whips. His genitals were beaten, burned and injured.
They stayed days tied in the trunk being punished.
Suffering with cold, with thirsty and hungry.
In some cases, the punishment could be castration.
 

The sailors punishments

I read in one of my BDSM research that the British navy was quite intolerant to homosexuals because homosexuality cases were quite common among sailors. The officers were rarely punished for the offense, coming from the British elite, the officers could keep shallow clerk and sailors under his command to satisfy their "needs".
However, the sailors who were caught or accused of sodomy were severely punished. The most common punishment was that I illustrated in this drawing. The two accused, completely naked in front of the entire crew, have to whipping each other, several times. The caning had to hurt mainly the areas of "sin."
I'm sure the officers had delight in watching such punishments.  The text informs that the punishment stretched for several days, forcing the caught couple work completely naked for weeks, as a form of humiliation, bearing marks of the whip in the body.
Who likes the thing has no doubt that the officers who invented such practices were more perverted than the miserable caught.

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Sunday the farm in the nineteenth century

View of a traveler on a Brazilian farm in the nineteenth century. On Sundays the farm owners decided how many lashes the slaves would receive for their mistakes. The punishments were applied in front of all the other slaves, as a manner to improve the respect and fear.




Monday, July 29, 2013

I wanted to be hanging there on perch-parrot.


I sent messages, insinuated, and offered to Denilson for months until he agreed to a date with me. He was a handsome and charming black man who lived in my neighborhood on the outskirts and worked at the police station as a city police officer.
I was very horny when I saw him in uniform, and I wanted to be his bitch.
When I started dating Denilson, I asked him to spank me during the sex, and he liked that rougher and more violent sex. I loved when he pissed in my face and spanked me with the police baton.
We didn't act like a couple; we hung out together and went to bars, but he treated me brutally and humiliatingly in front of everyone, and we both enjoyed that scene in public.
We weren't the sweet little gay couple; he just called me a pussy and a whore, slapped me, and spit in my face when he told me to get and pay for his beer. He dressed in sneakers, jeans, and a T-shirt, but I went out barefoot and shirtless, without underwear or documents, taking only my money to pay for what he would drink and eat.
When he talked to the other men at the bar, I was silent, by his side, head down, waiting anxiously for him to give me orders, slap me or pinch my nipples in front of his friends.
He earned more than I did, but I paid all his bills, rent, light, water, and cigarettes. I dreamed and wanted that, but the best part is that he loved being my Owner! We both used to get hard as he whipped me with his leather belt, brutal and cruel. His dick was so hard he couldn't even pee when he gathered his friends on the corner, and they pissed all over me on all fours on the street.
In a short time, the whole neighborhood, his family, and the gang at the police station were already used to the idea that he was my Owner, and I was super happy with that. 
Still, he needed to make it clear to everyone that I was his fagot, and he was the macho man who fucked and used me.
On a sweltering summer Sunday, he ordered me to go to the police station, and in front of everyone, he ripped off my pants and hung me on a macaw tree to show the other officers how to torture someone hanging like that.
He applied electric shocks to my nipples and ears, stuck the club up my ass, and beat me brutally. I screamed as hard as I could, the pain was unbearable, but I wanted everyone at the police station and in the neighborhood to go there and watch my dream martyrdom.
Denilson was also enjoying having an audience watching him use me however he wanted, torturing his fag, showing with force and violence that this sluty horny body was his. He kept me hanging there for hours without rest. As he took off his belt to whip me, his pants nearly fell off, and his hard cock soaked his underwear in front of everyone.
He knew how to make me ache and horny; he knew my body and mind so well that he made me get hard and come dozens of times. He and all the cops spent the entire Sunday afternoon drinking beer, torturing me, and stuffing my ass.
They only realized that I had been unconscious and almost dead for hours at the end of the afternoon. They just threw me naked in a cell where they all fucked me.
For weeks I was very sore and bleeding from the anus. For weeks Denilson didn't fuck me; when he got home, he earned a blowjob, his dinner, and went to sleep. In the evenings and on the weekends, I would follow him to the bars, meeting his colleagues and friends from the police station, paying for his drink, and getting slapped, pissed, and insulted by everyone in the gang.
At one point, the commissary asked Denilson: when will your fag be hung up at the police station again to amuse us all?
Denilson opened his beautiful smile, looked at me affectionately and maliciously, and replied: Bitch, I think you're ready to be hung again next week, aren't you?
I smiled back and looking at that beautiful face I replied: whenever you want, my Owner!

This drawing is a tribute to my friend Sherwin.

Thursday, July 25, 2013

BLIND TALE - SIXTH SCENE.

Some of the owners were able to take care of his slave. He did gymnastics. He was fed, cared for him when he got sick. Some paid dearly to have it as a pet. It was a rare animal. Trained to be used in the most violent and cruel sexual practices. His body was becoming accustomed to the pain, his nipples and his ass became increasingly resistant.

BLIND TALE - FIFTH SCENE

The years passed. He grew up, matured and realized that this would be his life. He was sold, rented and borrowed several times. He served several owners, some more tender, others cruel and sadistic. Sometimes he liked, sometimes he felt the most miserable of beings.

BLIND TALE - FOURTH SCENE.

Over the years he has become accustomed to nudity and bondage. Was kept naked, tied up, gagged and locked all the time.
Do not know what time he would be used. Obey all orders without complaint.

BLIND TALE - THIRD SCENE

The clerk showed the client the skills of your slave.
He handed over all documents of the boy. Said to all who knew him that he traveled to another state, seeking some distant relative.
Blind and unknown he did not exist for anyone else.
Not knowing where he was or who moved in, he did not have any alternative. Obey and serve in exchange for food.

BLIND TALE - SECOND SCENE

The official who abused him more and knew all his perversions led him to a rich and sadistic man.
Without knowing what was agreed and without alternatives the boy was sold without knowing.

BLIND TALE - FIRST SCENE

He was orphaned and blinded in a car accident at the age of six. In kindergarten he learned to be obedient to
please employees. Illiterate and being used by everyone he learned to enjoy being sodomized and suck cocks.
When turned eighteen had to seek new housing.

Monday, June 17, 2013

My body is marked by the whips of the last days.

A year ago I became a slave 24/7 of my Owner.
Since then I have been used, whipped and tortured every day. My dreams have come true, I've never been so happy.
My body is marked by the whips of the last days.
Want to be marked that all the time, for the rest of my life.