My little brother, my pet! First part.

Since I understood myself as a person, my younger brother was mine. We were three children, Jack, the eldest, was five years older than me, and Charlie was the youngest, two years younger than me, but from the moment he was born, I can say that he was attached to me by a collar and a leash; he was mine.

My parents had no patience or time for us. They worked, drank, went out, and argued a lot. I could see that we still had some value for them, Jack and me, but Charlie was a mistake, an unpleasant accident, and nobody cared about him. I think I was the only one who paid attention to him, but from the start, I felt he was born for me to serve me, and he seemed to agree with me.

As soon as he started to crawl, I put a leash on him and defined him as my puppy. He accepted the leash and loved being pulled around the house by his neck.

I don't even remember if he or I got a dog costume as a gift. But when he was home, he loved to be in that dog costume, with leash and collar all the time, like my pet dog, mine alone.

He grew up without leaving that role; when we were in the square near the house, he always got on all fours, with me pulling him by the collar.

When I played with the other boys in the neighborhood, he joined in the games by being my dog. We'd throw sticks for him to catch in his mouth, and my friends and I would walk around the neighborhood with him on all fours beside me.

Continued on: https://bdsmmaledrawings.blogspot.com/2023/02/my-little-brother-my-pet-second-part-of.html

The young beast arrives at the work camp, and an older animal is waiting to be loaded into the van.

Guided by the most advanced neoliberalism, the revision of all legislation and the civil and criminal code allowed the complete privatization of the entire penitentiary system. 

Imprisoned offenders, whether criminals or simply insolvent debtors, lose all civil rights and are transformed into prison companies' property.

These beings can be traded, sold, or used to generate income and ensure economic sustainability and dividends for companies' shareholders.

Large contingents of vagrants, unemployed immigrants or stateless people who once plagued the prosperous cities were quickly imprisoned and lost their few rights as human beings.

Their identities were canceled, all their documents destroyed, and they were only numbered as machines or animals.

Medicine and the pharmaceutical industry quickly developed a whole series of vitamins, drugs, hormones, and cheap feeds to make them strong, resilient, and able to work hours without rest. A complete set of acids, hormones, drugs, and steroids make these beasts docile, calm, and obedient. Thanks to all these scientific resources, these modern beasts accept their brutal working conditions and treatment without complaint or revolt. Since the system's inception, no revolt or riot has been recorded. However, even with all the modern technology employed, companies soon realized that violence is essential to the management and standard of work with these animals.

Chains, collars, handcuffs, whips, nightsticks, cattle prods, and all instruments of restraint and torture are needed to keep these animals willing and working in line. 

The suitable profile selected for the handlers and forepersons who take care of and supervise them is indeed brute, cruel, and sadistic perverted men. Scientific studies in the early years showed that animals kept by crueler teams were more productive. Statistical analyses confirmed that violent beatings and whips, regular rapes, and torture made each animal work harder and better than those treated more mercy and respect.

Studies have confirmed that most animals end up liking and becoming attached to handlers who rape and torture them.

Employees who work with these beasts confirm that many have erections and come when they are raped, whipped, or tortured. The sexual abuse of animals is therefore stimulated and encouraged by companies.

In this image, we see the young beast arriving at the work camp and an older animal waiting to be loaded into the van. The new one will undoubtedly be tortured and raped by all the camp employees for a few weeks before being placed on the work front. The older man is waiting to be placed in the van as it can be used for organ donation or slaughter. 

                              

Second chapter with Mr. Kristofer being punished like an animal by religious people!

This chapter continues the post "Mr. Kristofer was stripped, chained, blessed and consecrated to the work of plowing the land for the rest of his life." available at: https://bdsmmaledrawings.blogspot.com/2022/09/mr-kristofer-was-stripped-chained.html

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Thanks to Mr. Kristofer for all the support to this work!

Disturbed by Kristofer's enthusiasm and lust when being treated like a beast of burden, the men of God decided to punish him for his perversion.

They gathered the entire community of believers in the stable to pray and punish the fag for his perversion.

Men, women, and children watched the sticks lash the pervert's body cruelly. His body was beaten, bruised, and bleeding, but he was still horny and hard! Shepherds were irritated and pissed off by his hard-on.

They then decided to tie the head of his dick to a bar that held his shins. This way, his penis was stretched down and immobilized to be directly whipped.

The blows of the sticks violently hit the penis, which quickly became covered with wounds and purple and red marks.

To everyone's surprise, even facing the pain of having his cock whipped, Mr. Kristofer came spilling cum during the spanking!

Everyone in the barn watched in a daze as the masochistic fagot orgasmed! As if the beating had masturbated the greedy animal.

One of the elders, in desperation, took castration pliers and began to threaten the fag:

"If that Devil's erection doesn't let up, the only solution will be to castrate this perverted demon!"

Upon hearing the threat, Kristofer came once more!

"Oh, I don't want anything from you. I just want you to suffer." In collaboration with SMUWFY

SMUWFY writes short texts that excite me, dialogues between characters about to give themselves up in torture sessions, and cinematic beatings. I read one of these Short Prompt #1086, available at: https://at.tumblr.com/some-messed-up-writing-for-you/short-prompt-1086/8s5wnghil6up

The idea is that the hero who will be whipped smells the blood impregnated in the environment, with the walls covered in marks from the heavy whips and stains of clotted blood.

The villain wears protective clothing, for he knows that the whip will injure and tear any uncovered flesh in the beating frenzy.

The conversation is short and final.

The hero trembled in the corner of their cell, flinching at the tell-tale sound of the Villain's gloves being placed onto a nearby table. The leather whip they were familiar with dragged across the ground as the villain slowly walked closer.

"Shall we get started then?" Villain asked with an empty expression, letting the whip crack in the air just to savor Hero recoiling in fright.

The hero couldn't hold in their sobs. "P-Please... I don't understand what you w-want from me."

"Oh, I don't want anything from you," The villain stalked closer, the hint of a haunting smile on their lips. "I just want you to suffer."

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Short Prompt #1086

CW: captivity, torture.

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About twenty-five years ago, we started buying these beasts of burden.

More than twenty-five years ago, when we started buying these animals, they were all young, just over after teenage, but already big, strong, stupid, and docile as an ox. They arrived naked and in chains, ready to work on whatever we needed.

We bought dozens of this type of pack animal at reasonable prices and in good physical condition. The breeding company that produces them delivers them already vaccinated and imbeciles. They are created with hormones and steroids to be huge and robust; they live in a permanent disposition and lust; acids and drugs reduce their intelligence to that of a two-year-old human child. They are obedient and docile, like sweet and mute children; their vocal cords are cut and they don't speak; they grunt and moo like cows.

The year on a farm has cycles; at sowing time, the animals pull the plow; at harvest time, they cut the cane, load the trucks and then clear the field. They already know all the tasks and work well, without rest or complaint, from sunrise to sunset.

Guardians must keep them in line with regular brutal beatings, whips, clubs, and electric prods used ruthlessly to wound and inflict fear and pain. Because they are raised with many hormones from birth, they are horny most of the time; they produce a lot of milk and must be milked at least three times a day. They are very horny and slut; to excite them, just put the clubs in the anus or crush and twist the nipples with pliers cause they can only come with a lot of pain.

After three decades of hard work in the field, their bones and muscles are already ruined, and productivity drops significantly. The company that sells them accepts the old ones as part of the payment when buying new ones for replacement. Retired pensioners have their healthier organs, in better condition, sold to hospitals. They are then castrated and go into a fattening and tenderization regime for slaughter and marketing of meat pieces.

This modern system of slavery is very profitable and has solved many economic, social, political, and environmental problems. 

The best slaves, the largest and most resilient, are genetically selected and developed, and bred from conception for this purpose. Still, every year hundreds of masochistic queers voluntarily sell themselves into slavery. A few thousand more animals are bought in public jails or confiscated by banks for debts; these are not volunteers but arrested by public justice. Even after having their vocal cords cut and given large doses of steroids, hormones, and acids, these animalized mature creatures don't do the same hard work even when physically fit. These second-rate animals require more violent and regular beatings and milking daily.