Before putting them in the cells, we hang them, whip them until they come and sperm.

For these rough and strong animals to withstand working hard all day, under the sun, we use whips, vitamins, and potent hormones. In the late afternoon, before putting them in the cells, we usually hang them by their wrists, whip them brutally until they come and sperm.

With practice, I have learned that by tying a rope to the scrotum of slut beasts and pulling while whipping them, they come more quickly. While they don't come, I beat and pull the string like I'm going to rip their balls off.

Then we wash them with the squirt gun and brushes, cleaning their wounds and all the blood, sweat, dirt, and sperm that cover their tough, grimy hides and lock them in their cells.

These animals are pure strength and lust, have to be treated with attention, power, and brutality, as they are dangerous and treacherous.

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What amazes me most is that I'm getting used and even enjoying this life.

I have no idea how long ago, I was brought to this prison, stripped naked, gagged, and in permanent chains since I was arrested. I have never been able to use my hands for anything again; they are so swollen, my wrists are sore from the handcuffs, and they hurt so much. I could never speak again, and no one else talked to me or informed me of something.

I have no idea why I was convicted, nor my sentence. I don't know if I'm going to be here for a few years, for a lifetime or if they're going to kill me, I have no idea. It doesn't matter either, as I have no idea of ​​the weather, whether it's day or night, I've never seen sunlight again.

I don't have a routine. I'm kept in solitary cells, dark and cold, beaten, whipped, and raped almost restlessly, at any time, for no reason I can understand. I don't know when they'll wash or feed me again; I don't have any notion of time.

I realize that they are gradually turning me into an animal, scared and filthy; I shiver and cry and moan all the time. The guards find it especially fun to spank and electrocute my dick and asshole; stick police clubs and cattle prod up my ass; they're so bruised that I piss and shit on my legs without control or embarrassment.

I have wounds and scars all over my body; my whole body hurts.

I feel pain, cold, hunger, and fear all the time.

What amazes me most is that I'm getting used to this cruel and brutal treatment, and even enjoying this life.

SM relationship, training and learning. Chapter 4

 

SM relationship, training and learning. Chapter 3

 

SM relationship, training and learning. Chapter 2

 

SM relationship, training and learning. Chapter 1

 

Slavery requires chains and immobilization of beasts.

 

Slaves are beasts of work. Stupid, strong and brutish can do the heaviest and most tiring jobs. Logically these beastly creatures do not have the discipline and commitment they should if they are not constantly motivated and controlled by the foremen, their chains and their whips.

See in the look of this strong animal its indocility, how treacherous and dangerous it is.

For this reason, when the animal is not being used, with its arms and hands to work, these tools must be secured, immobilized, so that they do not threaten the foremen and other beasts.

Slaves and bindings are inseparable. When they are not working they must remain tied up.