Wednesday, February 28, 2018

How much should we beat the slave? Part three.



There is no more beautiful stage. In every moment of the beating, the destroyed and injured leather of the animal is different; it has a new beauty.
Realizing the beauty of opening wounds, bleeding, and the darker colors of the marks requires sensitivity and careful observation.

Take every moment of the process calmly.

Tuesday, February 27, 2018

How much should we beat the slave? Part two.




If the animal is no longer needed, you can do whatever you want with it. Have a good time!
Whipping calmly, do not rush, watch, and enjoy every step of the beating.

Listen to the animal's breath and moan. Try to understand the animal's state at each moment.

Monday, February 26, 2018

How much should we beat the slave? Part one.



When we have an animal tied up and helpless to whip, we always have a significant doubt when to stop the beating?
How much should we beat the slave?
The answer is varied and complex.
How much will you need for this piece? How much is this slave still worth, or is it useful?

Saturday, February 24, 2018

Watching the slave near death was very exciting for the audience, especially for his stiff cock during the agony.

The owner of this slave certainly noticed how handsome it was, had raped him several times, and never allowed the animal to wear even a small thong. 
Especially because he was the most gifted slave. He had a nice big cock. He had everything to be the most well-cared slave, to be the most beloved slave of his Master.
The slave's misfortune began during an orgy, in which one of the guests almost hanged the animal. At that moment, everyone discovered that he felt excitement when he was suffocated and that his penis was hard and pulsing when he lacked air.
From that day on, his master ordered the foremen to hang him by the neck dozens of times.
They lavished the lace around his neck for a long time until his face was purple, and he stopped struggling and almost choked.
Watching his near-death was very exciting for the audience, especially for his stiff cock during the agony.
One day, when the audience was distracted, he finally died hanged.

Saturday, February 17, 2018

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.



Monday, February 12, 2018

After being raped for many weeks, the sexual slave was taken to the yard to be whipped again. Part 2.


After being raped for many weeks, the sexual slave was taken to the yard to be whipped again.
They could not say that this was punishment or interrogatory; it was just a spectacle to the delight of anyone who was a sadist on the prison staff.
Some guards, the head of security, and the principal would gather to watch the scene.
One of the guards was very skilled in handling the whip. He knew how to pop the leather into the air and hit the prisoner's body tied to the post very precisely and efficiently.
The scene was beautiful and exciting. No one was embarrassed to masturbate while watching; that was why the prisoner was flogged, to give pleasure to the audience.
The first time the prisoner was tied to the post, he did not understand why. His wrists were tied above his head, his cock and scrotum tied tightly to the pole.
Tying the prisoner in this position, the executioner managed to whip the ribs, back, buttocks, and thighs of the unfortunate. The beating was made with broad, rhythmic, and cadenced gestures.
On the first beating, the boy was shocked to realize that no one disguised the sadistic and sexual purpose of his martyrdom. He cried and moaned, but no one bothered.
The spanking took hours, no one was in a hurry, and everyone wanted to make the most of it, prolonging the moment of pleasure and excitement. There were hundreds of lashes; his body was marked by cuts, bruises, and wounds.
When he collapsed, unconscious, he was untied and taken back to the solitary cell.
In the following days, he was kept naked and handcuffed as always in his cell but was treated by the prison doctors. Even before removing his bandages, the sexual slave returned to his daily obligations. The rapes and forced gaps have returned to their old routine.



Thursday, February 8, 2018

A slave being brutally assaulted by cops.


A few days ago, I talked to my friend Aggrobrum, and he told me that his Owner regularly flogs him. He has been a slave and submissive for some time. I saw pictures of his body marked by the beatings he receives cause he knows what serves an inferior being like him.
I imagined him returning home after a typical day of work in his military clothes and being stopped by police officers who know that he usually walks with his body marked by the beatings he receives.
The police officers talk to each other:

- This is the fag that I told you that loves to be beaten.
- I bet he's marked by the spanking that his male gives him.
- Oh really? Besides being a queer bitch, is he a masochist? I want to see it!

The police officers stopped the boy and asked for the documents in a rude and truculent way.
They open their shirt and lower their pants to see the marked body.
They handcuff their hands on their backs and give him an arm-wrench by holding him by the neck.
One of the policemen decides to complete the service, picks up the baton, and begins to beat his chest and legs.

He strikes his body as he screams:
- Is that what the fagot likes? Does the stupid bitch like to be beaten?

Meanwhile, the older man notices that the boy begins to get an erection while being beaten.
Disgusted, the big cop grabs his penis and scrotum and pulls so hard that he seems to want to pull them out screaming.

- The fag really likes to be beaten!
At that moment, the policeman's hand was filled with cum!

A gift for my friend Aggrobrum.

Tuesday, February 6, 2018

One of the prisoners, handsome and strong, was separated to be the sexual slave of the prison's director. Part 1.



When he arrived at the prison, the sergeant separated him from all the other prisoners. 
He ordered him to be locked in solitary and kept completely naked and handcuffed all the time.

All the prison staff knew what that meant, but no one seemed to bother. The general director of the prison was a sensible and balanced administrator; he efficiently managed the prisoners and the officials. 

The director had been in the position for many years. Since he had the governor's full support, during his administration, there never occurred any rebellion, incident, or problem.
But from a very young age, he had a fetish he could not resist; he felt enormous and irresistible pleasure in watching naked men being flogged. That is why his entire professional career was directed to the regular fulfillment of what suited his needs.
He was married, had children, and was respected by everyone in his church, but he needed to satisfy his needs.
The director and the sergeant, his security chief, had this mutual agreement, which was good for both of them, so they always kept a separate inmate for their purpose.
They could be happy and do their jobs quietly and with competence, having only one of more than one thousand prisoners to satisfy their needs, just one. The perverts chose that prisoner who was young, handsome, solid, and had no family, no money, and no outside bond. Shortly upon arrival at the prison, the one chosen was secluded and would have no contact with other officials or prisoners. He wouldn't even receive the uniform cause he would never wear anything.
The functions of the prison director or head of security were risky, stressful, and poorly paid. So, the two agreed that they should receive at least some compensation for the work, some special reward.
The chosen prisoner was this reward.
They visited him in the isolation cell and raped him every day.

No other guard could use this unfortunate man or talk to him; he was exclusive to the director and the security chief.
The guards entered the cell only to wash the floor and the prisoner before the visitors.
The sex slave had his anus washed every day with hoses and soap for the amusement of its owners. He only ate when his owners gave him something to eat. He would go for long periods without any food or water. He was forced to drink the director's urine and sperm.
If he did not fulfill his obligations affectionately and adequately, he was brutally beaten, tortured, and kept for days hungry and thirsty, filthy and lonely in the dark. In these periods, desperate and agonizing, he had to eat his own shit and drink urine to survive.