Three Years of Slavery: Establishing a Routine. Part Sixteen.

From now on, I, Toy, will be the one narrating what happened to this masochistic and perverted pig. He can no longer talk about what he feels or goes through; he is in no condition to say anything.

Our Master has put me in charge of taking care of this piece of shit. In addition to taking care of the house, washing clothes, cooking, tidying up, and cleaning everything, I still have to take care of the Pig, who is chained and locked in the storage room at the back of the yard. I confess that what could be a burden for me is the most fun part of the day.

When our owners want to see how the Pig is doing, I set up chairs and bring them drinks so they can sit in the yard. During these visits, I tie the disgusting faggot up in various and painful ways to torture and whip him. Sometimes, they are the ones who whip him violently and brutally. But beating him hard and fast is tiring, even for my young Master. So most of the time, after they get tired and the Pig's body is already injured and bleeding a lot, they order me to take over the task and make me whip him for hours without rest for me or the animal.

When I get discouraged and tired, they protest and order me not to lose the rhythm or violence of the blows. Many times, I continue even after the Pig has passed out. What surprises me the most is that the animal moans, cries, and goes crazy with so much pain but often ejaculates with so much excitement and pleasure in being so brutally whipped.

To me, it seems that neither I nor my owners feel as much pleasure as this shitty faggot.

One day, he realized that in his deep soul, he envied these miserable and handsome servants tied on the totems.

Court princesses could use servants as they saw fit. It was considered suitable for their training, education, and future to know everything about sexuality and sex. That's why the noblewomen organized a section of the palace's garden so they could stroll around pleasantly, talking about issues of sexuality. This themed garden was surrounded by tall hedges, which delimited flowerbeds with sculptures, pavilions, and totems with themes relating to sexuality. Court women could take young men to serve them sexually, selected and trained to give them pleasure.

Some nobles chose some of the most gifted and handsome young men and gave them as gifts to the Garden of Delights.

Phallic totems of varying sizes, made of solid stone, were used to tie these naked boys so that they could be handled, tortured, or dissected for the pleasure or education of the court girls.

Some of the young men tied up had their dicks hard, excited by fear and nudity. Some were masturbated by the girls many times until they used up the last drop of sperm. Others were chosen to serve as sex toys in their rooms.

Some of the young men were so shocked to see others like him being whipped to death just for the amusement of the maidens that they were petrified, catatonic, and unable to plead for mercy or attempt to escape the brutal and fatal fate.

The beautiful princess in the drawing is interested in and enjoys the sexual use of whips and how men get horny when they are tortured. She placed bells on the nipples of one of her servants and blinded him to serve as her toy pony in the garden. So, riding on her blind pony, she spent entire days destroying some boys tied to totems.

So many times, she whipped her slut pony almost to death cause she was intrigued that he got a hard-on when he was whipped or when he saw or heard other men being brutally whipped. That's why she decided to make him her pet blind pony.

The boy tied to the totem on the left in the drawing is not a servant. He is from a wealthy merchant family who was sent to court to see if any princesses would marry him. He frequented the garden and got very horny seeing young men like him being whipped. He discovered that deep down in his being, he was jealous of their fate. He asked his father to give it as a gift for the garden. The father soon realized the advantages this could bring him. He requested an audience with the Duchess, and before her and the court, he undressed his son, collared the pervert, and gave him as his gift to the Garden of Delights.

The princesses placed him on the last of the totems so that he could watch with a hard-on the others being whipped to death.

Now he's happy his turn has come!

The condemned aroused envy, admiration, desire and lust.

The trial was quick, the miserable foreign boy was accused of prostitution, homosexuality and breaking the law by the Ayatollahs. The sentence was 200 lashes and hanging to death. To make the punishment even greater, the judges ordered him to be executed naked, a humiliating and shameful condition for any God men. As the prosecutor said: may this disgusting infidel be exterminated naked! Naked like an infidel, like a heathen, like an inferior animal, without God, without pride or dignity!

The town square was soon filled with people who wanted to witness the brutal execution.

However, what no one expected is that the condemned was so beautiful, his body so well shaped that aroused envy, admiration, desire and lust in many who watched.

As soon as he was placed on the scaffold and stripped off, he started to get a nice hard-on. When he began to be whipped, even in the face of pain, with each lash his huge cock throbbed with lust and pleasure. His erection was monumental, his cock oozed pre cum that could be seen by everyone, even those farthest from the gallows.

The executioner counted the 200 lashes with cruelty and haste, and as soon as the gallows lifted the beautiful body in the air, the boy had a ultimate prodigious orgasm ejaculating the cum all over the square.

The astonished audience applauded excited.

Nobody could say whether the applause was for the execution or the orgasm.

The director`s ruined sexual slave will be fired. Part 3.

The routine of rapes and lashings had to take many months.

It was not easy to find an inmate who could be kept in the position of sexual slave, being so brutally tortured that no one outside prison could discover or protest.  Usually, it was some clandestine young immigrant without documents or acquaintances. Or someone arrested while carrying drugs at airports without any local link.

Officers carrying this type of prisoner were already discreetly signaling that this one would not go to trial or have tokens. He was imprisoned without any legal registration. This type of prisoner was valuable and rare. It was even more special and rare that the element was young and handsome to please the demanding directors of the prison.

So, as long as they had no other prisoner to satisfy the director's sexual needs, he had to be kept in the role.

Over the months, his body was completely transformed.

After every beating with the whip, he was kept in the cell for weeks for rape and sexual abuse, without ever leaving the cell, without speaking to anyone, and eating only what his rapists threw on the floor of the cell to feed him.

The director's sadism was such that he used to urinate on the food he threw on the floor before the prisoner ate. The convict did not receive water or food regularly, suffered from thirst most of the time, and had to drink all the urine and sperm that spilled in his mouth. He often had to eat his feces to withstand hunger.

His beard and hair had grown a lot. He had also lost a lot of weight, weakened his muscles, and lost his tan and healthy color. Wounds and scars marked every inch of his skin.

Between the brutal and public sessions of whipping, during the recovery weeks, he was beaten up by the rapists themselves or by the guards who washed him.

He was slapped in the face, punched in the belly, brutal kicks and blows of rubber mallets all over his body. Many of his teeth fell by the blows, blows always swelled his face, and no one who had once known him would recognize him anymore. His anus was enlarged, he could not contain his shit, and he defecated without control.

His penis and scrotum were always swollen and bruised. 

The guards took particular pleasure in kicking and trampling his stuff. Although the boy was well-endowed when he arrived, they never let him be active. 

The guards who had to wash his anus felt humiliated by the function. As revenge, they used to handcuff his balls high up on the bars of the cell. They practically hung him from his balls as they threaded the hose into his anus.

He had no idea if it was day or night; his cell had no windows, and the light was kept off when no one was there to use it. His eyes stayed so long without seeing the sunlight; they were always swollen by slapping or burning through the urine they made on his face. His ears were constantly aching and bruised by the brutal way they were pulled to lift him off the ground when he was slow to obey orders.

When someone opened the door to the cell, he always came on all fours, with his mouth open to suck his owners' dicks. He crawled as he raised his ass and spread his legs so they could penetrate him.

He lost all dignity and self-esteem. He was treated like an animal or a worm and proceeded to act as one.

When another unhappy prisoner finally came to prison, suitable to all the demands to take over the role of the sexual slave, the old slave had to free the cell. On this day, the ruined slave was taken to the yard for the longest of beatings cause he would be whipped to death.

No one warned him of the importance of this day. He was tied up, flogged as ever for the usual audience. The only difference is that even after he collapsed, the lashes would continue uninterrupted, for hours, without mercy.

These days, the audiences were a little bigger. Spilled blood was more plentiful, splashing away in many viewers. On these special days, the patio ended with many puddles of blood, sweat, and sperm.

Similarities between the drawings and fantasies of Kernled and mine.

I'm going to post some drawings of mine and my colleague Kernled to show how BDSM fantasies are similar.

https://kernled.tumblr.com/image/165595955088

Slave tied to the pole waiting for the beginning of the beating.

A quick and simple drawing, but showing the anxious anticipation of the beating.

The moment you are already tied and naked, just waiting for the whipping to start, this moment is magical; I feel anxious and excited, sometimes I get hard on. The pain, fear, ,and lust walk together.

Slave immobilized ready to be whipped.

When whipping and torturing your animals, take care to immobilize them.

Beat on the most sensitive parts, breasts and genitals.

Pass salt and lemon so that the wounds burn, sensitive and sore.

In this case, the animal was blind, nor was it necessary to bandage it. If it does, it's much better to blow it blindfolded.

Strike hard and cruelly, do not be weak or merciful.

They become much more docile and obedient if they are regularly beaten.

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/

Sentenced to death by flogging

Those sentenced to death by flagellation were whipped once a week. The law says they cannot receive more than 100 lashes per session. After each beating, they tended their wounds to withstand the next session.

He may be whipped for many weeks until the wounds, bleeding, and infection kill him. For stronger animals, this can take months.

He was kept dressed in the same thick pants and old shoes, which were becoming soaked with sweat, blood, feces, and urine. During the sessions, it is common for the person being whipped to have incontinence and to piss and shit in their pants; some had erections and came during the beatings. 

When the unfortunate convict finally died, these filthy pants were put on, unwashed for the next convict. The idea is that they were part of the sentence. The condemned man knew that they had already been worn by others before him, who only took them off when dead.

Some convicts masturbate and spill all the cum on their pants as a way of showing the other convicts that life and sex are forms of protest and resistance.

Animal tied to the whipping post

The sadistic executioner took care of tying up the fagot's dick before whipping him to prevent him from cumming during the beating. But he couldn't stop the masochistic pervert's moans of lust and happiness with each lash.

Years ago, this animal gave itself up to be its sadistic owner's bitch.

He has been kept naked, chained, and severely whipped for years, but he has not had a single moment to show regret or regret his decision.

I would like to know the opinion of those who follow and like my blog.

This drawing shows a slave tied to a post to be whipped.

The design has three distinct finishes, each one more colorful and cruel than the other.

Which do you prefer?

The beauty of punishment in whipping post

After seeing so many pictures of prisoners being flogged at the  the whipping post, I wanted to draw the moment they took hiss shirt off and show the whip.

The moment the prisioner realizes the beating is inevitable. The expectation of the beating, the fear of pain is very exciting.
As you can see, I lowered the boys pants to improve the photos.

Punished for being seductive and well endowed.

He was the most beautiful and well-endowed boy in the small rural village and, at the same time, a real pervert, addicted to sex.

Since childhood, he volunteered and harassed all the girls and boys in the village. Out of vanity, he seduced everyone he could at every opportunity, creating many problems and conflicts. He knew he needed to change; in this way, he was sinning and creating problems for himself and his family. But he was insatiable and incorrigible, constantly repeating the same mistakes.

After many attempts and conversations with his parents and the priest, they finally found a way to satisfy the boy's lust and addiction.

During the week, he worked hard in the fields and was watched over by his brothers and relatives. At night, they made him masturbate many times, and then he was locked in a lonely warehouse.

On weekends, after Sunday mass, he was tied up in front of the church, and his huge, beautiful cock was whipped in front of everyone. He felt so horny that he came between brutal lashes.

The women and men who used that penis loved to see it hard and to be whipped. Everyone was happy and satisfied with the scene.