The Master knew exceptionally well the mind, the body, and all the perversions, limits, and kinky of his slave.

The Noble Lords of the lands freely disposed of all the animals and the servants of their properties. Their decisions needed no justification and were not questionable.

This servant was the same age as his Lord's son; from childhood, they had played together as close friends in the halls of the big house and the woods around it. They seemed like brothers, with great affinity, collaboration, and intimacy to all of them. However, apparently, they fell out at some point in their youth, and the young Owner began to exercise countless cruelties by personally punishing or ordering his closest friend to be whipped. The beatings and humiliations became part of their daily lives; the young nobleman seemed to enjoy keeping his servant naked and on a leash, as his pet, even in front of his family members and guests.

The nobleman's parents approved and encouraged their son's sadism, laughing and praising his cruelty and authoritarianism.

After the death of his Noble Father the young heir took over the administration of the property and started to show all his sadism freely.

Since then, his closest toy has been kept naked and chained at all times. His entire body bears the marks of years of beatings and countless tortures and whippings.

This servant receives the most brutal and heavy tasks and works all the time, without rest under surveillance and constant whippings from foremen specially assigned to him. The Owner personally trained these foremen to whip his favorite toy without seriously injuring it.

In addition to the beatings, his Master condemns it to more humiliating and perverse punishments. He ordered all other male servants and clerks to fuck him at least once weekly. He watched the slave suck the cocks of every man on the estate in a single day. The Owner made a point of personally monitoring each of the punishments.

The Master knew exceptionally well the mind, the body, and all the perversions, limits, and kinky of his closest bitch.

This scene shows the Lord calmly smoking his pipe on the main house's porch on a summer afternoon. The Owner pinches his servant's nipples with pleasure while describing in detail the punishments the servant will suffer next. The Noble feels the giant cock throbbing against his leg; when he feels the hot sperm spill, he orders the foreman to take the servant to the pillory to be whipped again.

Everyone was sure that they deeply loved each other.

Accept that you are no longer human, be happy as an animal.

After years of suffering and forced slavery, at some point in your life, you give up fighting your destiny. You give up having any hope, expectations, dreams, future, past, or identity. You are no longer you. On that day, you accept that your body is no longer yours, that you are no longer a man or a human. You are just a stupid animal that belongs to your brutal and cruel Owner. You simply cannot decide anything or make any other choice; just obey and accept your inferiority and submission. You now accept all pain, violence, humiliation, and abuse without hesitation or complaint.

Finally, on that day, you discover that this new condition is what you always wanted. That it is to be this exploited and brutally treated animal that you were born; that is what you are for.

And you feel delighted. Ready to endure all the tortures, violence, rapes, and beatings with resigned happiness.

She loved the scenery, the speed, seeing the animal running desperately.

I spent much of my youth on family farms, especially in the summers.

My cousin Phillip was very kind and excellent company, we loved riding in the carriages in the stuffy and hot afternoons. I especially liked to feel the breeze on my face when Phillip made those animals run faster as we came down the hills. Phillip knew how to make the animals run; he handled his whips very skillfully. He made his bullwhips snap in the air before hitting the back, butt, and thighs of the beasts. The farm had many of them, many beautiful young and strong, very accustomed to pulling the carriages.

About two hours after lunch, after digestion in the middle of the afternoon, Phillip picked out an animal, tied it to my favorite carriage. He invited me to the ride, he knew the roads, the paths, the topography, and he knew how to make the tour fun and enjoyable. We chatted excitedly, cheerfully. He told stories, jokes, and did everything to make me happier.

I loved the scenery, the speed, seeing the animal running desperately. When I asked for more speed, Phillip gave the animal more painful reasons to run. We used to go on rides practically every afternoon, I knew the tips, I wore a cloak over my dress, I knew that the dust, sweat and blood of the animal would sneeze and stain all our clothes.

Phillip used to explain how to choose the best racing animals. He said that he did not like slaves who were small, thin or light, unable to pull carriages or take longer walks. He said that the castrated were not the best either, because they lacked courage, and were too fat. I also agreed cause I enjoy watching it`s scrotum and penis sway as they ran, it was funny.

We both prefer the servants whose tongues were cut, it moaned lower, made less noise and gossip.

Our favorite animal was about thirty, hairy, strong and fat, with large, heavy genitals. It`s leather was bright and well marked and wounded by the countless lashes. My uncle had blinded it when the animal was young when he realized that it was running too fast to avoid escape attempts. I loved to notice that even without having its eyes the animal cried a lot when was whipped or tortured. In spite of everything I thought he was very beautiful, muscular, strong, virile, and he was even more handsome running and pulling our carriage.

Those were good times!

A couple of Portuguese choosing the new slaves for the house.

I'm making a new drawing with slaves being sold.
I imagined a couple of Portuguese going together choosing the new pieces for the house.
They examine and discuss whether they want blacks to be castrated before being taken home.

Is the drawing getting any better? Any suggestions?

The same man being whipped again.

This is a reflection I make on the themes of the drawings taken from the beautiful drawing published by my friend Sherwin.

Sometimes, I realize how many times we have drawn the same theme, the same man suffering the same tortures, and how often my themes are repeated.

The answer is simple. I draw more often what excites me most, what I wish to happen to me.
The child I draw being brutalized is me as a child; the strong man I draw being tortured is the man I would like to be, suffering what I would like to suffer; the old man who I draw being humiliated is me, old, suffering the humiliation.

I am a sadist, but also, and most of all, a masochist. Drawing men being tortured satisfies my two needs. It gives me great pleasure to imagine myself and to draw myself being flogged, tortured, raped, and murdered cruelly.

You who look at these drawings imagine yourself as the executioners torturing the victims; imagine you being tortured, or both, like me?

I take the post to suggest that you visit Sherwin's blog:

http://worldofsherwin.blogspot.com.br/

Slave horny to be naked and tied up, displayed for sale.

This slave was tied up and placed naked in the square to be sold.

The animal could stay there for days until someone wanted to buy it until its owner received a fair offer.

At this time, the poor animal will not be fed or untied.

He will be exposed to rain, cold, and hunger; his urine will spill on the floor, and his shit will accumulate.

His penis and scrotum were tied up to make them look bigger, but the fact is that the slut bitch is excited to be tied up there and exposed. He loves buyers to squeeze his tits, handle his dick, and see him like an animal examined by buyers.

Buyers could choose whether they wanted the complete animal in its current condition or some adjustment, such as castrated, toothless, or blinded. These adjustments depend on the intended use of the purchased animal. Blind beasts work to pull carts without resistance. The castrated animal was more docile and obedient; castrated animals rarely ran away. For domestic work, wealthy families also preferred castrated slaves.

Others prefer them in full force, well endowed, to have fun with their sex.

These "adjustments" will be made right there, in the square, as soon as the buyer pays for their piece.

Sex slaves

These black animals were chosen, trained and sold to serve.
The explorers had to travel for several months or years, in the most dense and dangerous forest, searching for gold.
They needed a lot of mules and strong slaves to carry all the material.
Slaves beyond serving as beasts of burden were used to sexually serve the troops.
The expedition could not take women, they would die if become pregnant during so long and dangerous journeys. The terrible conditions of hygiene and venomous animals prevented the presence of women, whether indians or blacks.
Whites used to rape every indian they could find, women or men, young or old, even the children. The Catholic church guarantee that indians were filthy animals, soulless, like monkeys or pigs. They did not deserve respect or mercy.

The sexual fury and the lust of the explorers had no limits. Far from civilization, in a world without rules or sins, they could do whatever they wanted or they needed.
To calm down and reduce the troops stress they needed to do a lot of sex every night.
Thats why the black slaves was the regular alternatives.
Blacks were kept chained, with collars and partially tied all the time, to prevent escape. In the heat of the forest, with so many bonds was natural for blacks to walk almost naked.
The most rebellious slaves had their teeth pulled out to not be able to bite their owners. These toothless animals were preferred to suck the tired cocks at night.
They was tortured, spanked, whipped, fucked, they also fucked and sucked regularly all the Portuguese explorers.

The pioneers paid high prices for blacks well trained to please their needs.

These drawings are a tribute to Sherwin my friend in Prague.

Slaves treated like beasts of burden

Since my youth, I used to look in schoolbooks for images of slaves in the colonial period of Brazil. I tried to imagine what it was like to walk the streets of Rio de Janeiro or Salvador and find those slaves working like beasts of burden, walking around naked, sweaty and dirty, working in chains and being whipped.

The colonial caste society repressed any sensuality among whites, white women walked around covered in burkas, as in Islam today. But blacks, men or women, were seen as slaves, almost like animals, like cattle or mules.

For these creatures there was no god, mercy or dignity. Only work, exploitation and brutality.

All of this always disturbed me, these images led me to many masturbations. I wanted to be one of the black boys, living in the same miserable conditions as them.

The drawing is complete. Posted two stages, the initial version of the top and the final version.

Naked slaves working in the gold mines.

The gold mines were particularly hot. The slaves who worked there suffered from the heat.
They were monitored, to not steal anything they could find in the mine.
Worked naked, animals can walk naked.
The tunnels were dark and dirty.
When they felt thirsty to drink piss himself. Slaves ate any crap they could find.
Treated as beasts of burden, lasted little, they died young.

The drawings made ​​at the time by moralism represented the best conditions were in reality.
Here I show how it was in fact the work of slaves in the mines.

The drawings are not ready. I'll post in stages.

If you like the drawing, please leave a messege.

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.

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.

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.

 

 

Sunday on Brazilian farms in the 19th century

Many reports say that on Brazilian farms in the 19th century, on weekends, white families gathered to watch the punishment of their slaves.

Seeing enslaved black men naked and being whipped with violence and cruelty was entertainment for their owners.

Owners of neighboring farms, travelers, and guests were invited to watch with sadism and disdain the brutal beatings,

The other slaves on the farm watched the scenes to witness the brutality of the bodies being whipped and the callous cruelty of their owners.

What the reports don't tell us is who among the audience was hard-on and excited by the sweaty, beaten bodies writhing and moaning.

I'm still cleaning my adolescent onanistic treasure chest .

 

Since my childhood, I only drew men being tortured and whipped. I could only masturbate with scenes of whips and torture. It took me a long time to understand my feelings, but I knew what turned me on very well!

In Czarist Russia some nobles ordered whipping their naked servants to delight their guests.

Some young servants were brought naked to be whipped to entertain the ladies on bored days. Seeing seven young, beautiful bodies being torn apart by whips and listening to their screams of despair and pleas, like music, was a lot of fun.

The coachmen used the same whips that they used for horses in carriages to tear the backs, butts, and thighs of the young servants. These gratuitous and violent beatings make these kids understand that servants have no value and should not expect mercy or respect from their masters.