Finally, Tuesday arrived, and I heard them coming, my pimp is still negotiating prices with the clients.

Finally, Tuesday arrived, and I heard them coming, my pimp is still negotiating prices with the clients. 

I already know the routine, because I've been in this life for years, I know most of the clients, their needs, and ways of acting. Some bring their whips and batons, others will use the equipment that is here in the brothel. Some will also want to fuck me, in all my holes, others will wish to blowjobs. 

They can do the worst evils to me, breaking my back with dozens of violent lashes, fucking me, and then continuing the whipping. Some like to fuck me while my ass bleeds from the beatings, using the blood that runs down my back as a lubricant. 

After hours of pain, torture, brutality, and rape they leave, leaving me on the floor, covered in wounds and bruises, in a pool of blood, sweat, sperm, and piss. It takes me weeks to recover. Some wounds turn into permanent scars, others heal and disappear. During this time I work daily, without rest, cleaning and tidying the brothel. I find some of the clients who have destroyed me coming to the house to pick up some of the boys or girls who are prostituted here.

Precisely for this reason, and at the request of some of them, my pimp makes me work naked all the time so that they can see the gradual healing and recovery of my body. Some even tease me by showing me the wounds they have made and celebrating that they have not yet disappeared.

So, on the first Tuesday of every month, my pimp ties me up against the wall and the clients come to break me and fuck me.

 

I decided to make more money by renting my slut brother. The sixth post out of nine.

  

With the pandemic shutting down all stores, I decided to make more money by renting my slut brother. I started by offering the whore to shop customers, neighbors and neighborhood acquaintances. Some were willing to pay to use him, but demand and amounts paid were low. So I decided to advertise it on internet sites, offering it for any kind of use or abuse, without restrictions or limits. The most valuable offers expressed an interest in kinks, more violent BDSM practices. They proposed unsafe, collective and violent sex, but willing to pay very well.

I scheduled the services at the family's closed store, there we had the stock warehouse, with privacy and enough space for the customers' entertainment.

I was just looking for the most profitable ways to exploit my faggot.

I charged customers by the hour of use and by each service. Fucking without a condom was more expensive, whipping with heavy whips was more expensive than with ordinary belts. Kicks, slaps and punches could be freely given. Getting him to eat shit and drink urine was part of the job, there were no extra costs. Burning his nipples and penis with lit cigarettes was cheaper than with thick cigars. If customers wanted to film the session, they had to pay even more.

My brother was not very handsome or attractive. His blowjobs were really good, an absolute hit among the men in the family, but they weren't much sought after by the clientele. His ass was no longer as tight as in adolescence, frequent use and the dildos had widened his boy pussy.

I soon realized that the greatest demand was for even more violent and sadistic practices. The men who hired the services wanted a boy to spank torture and fuck with cruelty and brutal violence.

I never asked my brother whether and what he would accept or not. I simply handcuffed and chained my naked whore, and followed through the entire session just to charge fees for services.

My brother's crying, screaming and despair only served to excite my clients even more. Scenes of him crying in despair and sobbing as he was beaten and tortured went viral on the web, attracting increasingly sadistic customers.

With the dozens of sessions, I ended up discovering a trick that enchanted and won our customers' loyalty. At the end of the session, when the client had already paid and was satisfied, I had my slave suck him. The despicable worm, all bruised and in pain, crawled on its hands and knees and sucked its cruel executioner with love and commitment, without hurt or resentment.

While he was doing his work, I took his penis and testicles, although they were injured, and managed to milk them by making him ejaculate liters of sperm.

My clients saw in this scene proof that this bitch was born for this profession!

It was in this context that we started to receive the first definitive purchase offers from the youngest.

This is the sixth post out of nine that I'm doing together with my Italian friend: https://theitalianslave.bdsmlr.com/. This fantasy is ours, but it relates to the life he should have.

The soldiers bet who is able to rip off the prisoner's dick and balls with the whips!

This drawing was inspired by the work of an illustrator I really like, Crassus. All of his drawings show crucifixions and brutal executions. His cruelty excites me, and it inspired me to do this one.

A man sentenced to death was nailed to the wooden structure; he may be a slave, a slut fag, or a criminal. The soldiers who preached him have to stay there, watching until his death is finished. To fill the time and break the boredom, the soldiers bet who can pull the prisoner's dick and balls with the whips!

Their long and heavy whips do not make hitting such a tiny target easy, but that is precisely the challenge and the fun of the bet.

After all, who's in a hurry?

After several rounds, one of the executioners still has some lashes to give, and he has opportunities to reach the goal and win the bet. The drawing shows the moment when one of them says that with just one more lash, he will be able to pull the crucified pig's dick out.

I invite my followers to know the work of Crassus. https://crassuswild.bdsmlr.com/

 

The trainee learned that his vocation was for the fagot of the company.

The transport company was small; she owned about 40 employees, almost all men.

The new trainee had come of age, eighteen, from a large, impoverished family. 

He could have been more innovative and more successful at school. Although he looked a little stupid and ignorant, he was quiet and polite.

At first, the boss seemed sensitive to his condition. He listened to his stories and knew about his financial problems and the human and health dramas his family suffered. He loaned him money, applied fees and high interest rates, and made his debt grow.

Gradually, he changed his behavior and became intolerant of his failures or delays. He cried out at him harshly and humiliatingly. He had no alternatives; he carried himself slavishly and submissively.

One day, he brutally slapped his face, and he accepted resignedly. That was just the beginning.

He began to beat him, whip him, and humiliate him more and more cruelly.

He never reacted, defended, or protested. He moaned, obeyed, and made himself available for beatings.

He was so excited by his dominance that soon, the punishments and abuse turned sexual. He ordered him to suck him, ejaculate in his face and mouth, lick his feet, and crawl at his feet. He obeyed without question and did his best.

Little by little, the boss lost the shame of beating and humiliating him in front of the other employees. The best thing is that when he forced him to lower his pants to slap his ass with his belt, his beautiful, well-sized dick was immediately hard!

The whole company concluded, by monumental erection, that he liked that treatment. It was clear that he also felt aroused by being humiliated and abused.

For years, he was beaten and abused by some employees and his owner everywhere, any time, in front of the whole team.

Over the years, he has left all trainee roles and has just become the company's pet. He served the coffee, tended the cleaning and tidying up of the tables, and swept the floor, but after these tasks, he sat for hours waiting for someone to call him to torture and abuse him sexually.

One of the managers became accustomed to tearing off his entire clothing and dragging the fagot by the ears to the bathroom to rape him. He would get excited by shaking and walking with the naked boy between the tables of other employees.

With the scene repeated daily, no one was bothered or shocked by its pathetic nature anymore. Many noticed that the naked faggot went to the bathroom with a hard-on to be abused and fucked.

At company parties, the employees would take him to the bathroom and make him suck all the dicks. They poked in his mouth and raped him. Sometimes, they told him to wipe the filthy soles of their shoes with his tongue. They made fun of keeping him hungry and thirsty all day and then serving in a pot of dog food shit and piss, making him eat everything.

He never disobeyed, complained, missed his job, or made any gesture to prevent or defend himself from the blows. He obeyed the cruelest of orders and accepted the most brutal beating in silence and with his cock hard and dripping.

Indeed, he knew that he was an inferior animal, that this was his function, and that they should treat him this way. One day, faced with financial difficulties, the company had to dismiss part of the team. 

The owner of the company had to sell the faggot to a competing company.

He was never seen again, neither in the company nor the family.

He is a handsome boy who has to accept humiliation and abuse to keep his job.

The boy and the eldest son of a very religious, united, and low-income family, and everyone had to work hard to support their grandparents and their younger brothers. He was unable to study and started working very early. As he was finishing his adolescence, he was still working as a packager in a supermarket, working a lot and earning very little, when one of his customers offered him a job with much better pay in a company close to his home.

The guy and his family were thrilled and hopeful about the opportunity.

However, at the end of the first day, his boss asked him to stay a little longer when all the other employees had already left.

The older man went to the employee, unbuttoned his shirt, and calmly opened his belt and pants to examine the boy's dick.

- My boy! What a beautiful penis you have! I see I was not mistaken in offering you this position!

The boy remained silent, motionless, and scared. He suspected the opportunity and salary were too good for someone like him.

- Don't worry; your salary will be deposited monthly, and no one here will say anything to your family or neighborhood. But you really need this job, don't you? I see that you have what the company and our customers like and ask for, and you are willing to work hard for the salary, aren't you?

- You will lose all pride, modesty, and dignity with practice and time. You will learn to submit to unlimited pain, abuse, humiliation, and torture; I guarantee you will learn to deserve your paycheck.

The boy learned and endured many things in the years he worked there. He was the hardest and most well-paid worker in his entire family and never missed work or told anyone what happened during his nighttime overtime.

Young man being whipped for fun, lust and pleasure from who pays.

If we think that slavery is over, if we believe that in modern times and societies,, everyone has options and freedom, we are wrong.

This drawing illustrates events that were little recorded, but they happened.

The English invented modern capitalism, international companies of paid sex, and gambling.

When the option is to submit for money, what is its price and limit?

The wealthy customers of a whore house ordered the mistress of the house: We want to lash for three hours, without any mercy, some handsome, strong young man.

I want a young guy with soft, clear skin who smells good, is very clean, and is polite. I want him naked and tied in the center of the room so that all my guests can watch the brutal beating that I will give him.

I want to whip it until I tire, and each one of us after another will assume the task so that we can go flogging for three hours, beating or resting, watching the beatings.

I want to see him cry, bleed, and beg for mercy. I do not wish to gagged him; we do not even want him to be completely immobilized by the ropes.

I want to hear his moans and supplications; I want to see his muscular body squirm, to watch him dance under the blows of the whips.

The scene will be beautiful and exciting for those who will pay its price.

But let's set the conditions well. Choosing the most handsome guy who needs a lot of money would be best. Look for one who has to accept suffering for three hours without rest or limits. Negotiate his price. We will not make savings in the negotiation; you can offer good money.

We also clarify that you will earn equal value by mediating the contract, drinks, girls, and other evening services.

But, on the other hand, if during the beating, before completing the three hours of fun, the boy gives up and lets go of the ropes, spoiling our pleasure, we will not pay anything, neither for him nor for you nor your girls.

We will stop the beating when he gives up without protest, but we will not pay a single penny for anything.

Combined? Do you understand? Accept the bet?

Will you find a boy so desperate for money that he will accept this cruel offer? We'd like to know the reasons for the need; this would be great for us. What excites us is to see someone suffering terrible pain and humiliation to earn some money, which is so unimportant to us.

What excites us most is to see the young and healthy body that we covet, we desire, that we envy being ruined by whippings so violent that its tender and smooth skin will never be the same. That the immaculate and young body will have to carry horrible scars and welts forever.

It will be three hours testing who wins, whether the desperation that the lack of money can provoke or the instinct of self-preservation, his pride.

We want every bitch in that room to watch the flogging, hoping that he will hold our beats resigned. May they all cheer for us by the power of money, lust, and energy.

If the boy gives up after two and a half hours of lashes, we will all lose.

He loses for leaving hurt, aching, and uselessly marked body; You lose for having worked and served drinks and blowjobs that night for free; And we lose by seeing that money is not able to buy everything that gives us pleasure.

So choose the kid well and negotiate the value of the beating well. When you're sure of success, look for me. Understood?

Need a better proposal?

Watch boys being whipped

The poor boys, many of whom were homeless or orphans, were taken from their cells and driven to a small platform set up under the gallows structure. Later that afternoon, those sentenced to death would be executed. Still, early in the morning, to encourage the residents to go to the central square, these young offenders were taken to entertain and entertain the audience. 

The jailers knew how to please, and motivate the audience. They chose the best-looking boys and took them from the jail to the square, already naked and with their hands handcuffed behind their backs. Before organizing the line, they tied a tight rope to the base of their dicks. It was a way of handling the dicks, making them grow, and keeping them bigger and more beautiful for the audience. 

In the square, since the boys were not condemned, since there were no established sentences, they offered the boys beatings with quince sticks, for fun and to raise some money for the jailers. Wealthy families could pay for the jailers to whip the boys, freely determining the number of blows and which part of their body to strike; or they could pay for the jailers to apply the lashes themselves. In either solution, the important goal was for the young bodies to contort and dance to the rhythm of the blows, preferably by singing, that is, shouting and crying loudly, putting on a beautiful and entertaining spectacle to entertain the audience that waits to watch the hangings.

A tribute to Glauco Mattoso.

I imagined they hired a kid to entertain the blind guy who could hear the different sounds of various kinds of whips.

There is a Brazilian writer named Glauco Mattoso who is a masochist and pervert, who inspired me to this fantasy. I once paid a guy who said he didn't like being whipped, which I don't know if he was true, or if he was sincere, guys aren't usually honest, but I liked the idea that he accepted the beating for money, out of pure and true necessity.

I get whipped every day for lust, for love, for pleasure.

For the blind executioner, the sound of the whips cutting through the air, the crack on his back, the boy's moans, his knees hitting the ground, everything is music and fun. I made this drawing imagining that the boy accepted being cruelly whipped for hours. He accepted or asked to be tied up to better endure the beating.

For him, money is very important, he needs the money. Dealing with excruciating pain is not easy, the pain is almost unbearable.

For the men who pay, it's just fun, they beat for the pleasure of seeing the boy's skin marked by the whip, for the joy of seeing the blood running down. They enjoy watching him cry, sweat, moan, and beg. Pure fun, without guilt, without fear, without pity, or regrets.

They will certainly make their dicks suck with sticky cum at the end of the session.

I like Sherwin's drawings. He elaborates on complex situations in which his characters suffer, resigned to their fate. His mastery of anatomy, perspective, and proportion is excellent. His sadism is delicious. This drawing is also a tribute to my friend, Sherwin.

My favorite ways of tying - 4

I started a new drawing. I'll post some steps until complete it.
I hope you enjoy.

My favorite ways of tying - 3

This way isn`t comfortable to leave the slave. The victim may be immobilized in this way to be whipped and beaten.

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.

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.

The employee really needed the money, it's a fact, but maybe he liked being treated like that.

When the boy started working at the firm, nobody knew how much he needed the job or how poor his family was.

He was inexperienced and a bit clumsy, and no matter how much he tried to accomplish his orders, he only made mistakes and did everything wrong.

At the end of the first month, the boss told him that he would fire him.

The boy begged to stay, saying he needed too much work and money and could never lose his job.

It was then that the boss realized the possibilities that the situation opened.

With every employee's mistake and fault, the scoldings and punishments became more cruel, insane, and unlimitable.

The first punishments began with slaps, which soon evolved to punches, and the beatings with belts started in a few months.

After the other employees left, when the office was empty and they were alone, the boss would tie the boy and whip him. During the beatings, it was impossible not to notice that the man was very excited by the beatings, his cock stiff and running cum.

A few beatings later, the boy, still stunned, sore, and with the body covered by the welts, crawled up to his tormentor and sucked his cock. In the following days, soon after being sucked, the boss took the employee's pants and raped him.

It soon became apparent that it was for this reason that the boy was in the company. They both knew that this would become routine, spanking and sex every night.

The boy's salary has grown over the years, as have beatings.

The boss's children finished college, and the employee's children were arrested for possession of drugs. Both marriages completed golden marriages, and although their relationship was so close, although they worked together for more than thirty years, the wives never met or went to the company.

No one ever knew if they had any objections to their practices.

After more than three decades, neither one nor the other seemed to want to change anything in that relationship. They were not friends or kind to each other. They did not even talk when they were alone. The beatings and sex were all they wanted: each other.