The Fun of Suffering

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The world was black. I attempted to sense around with my arms and soles as I was dragged into the room. The utter muffle inwards the meaty leather was deafening. I had no idea what to expect. I had been beaten before. had worked for Paintoy where I was severely beaten. On Hardtied I was used sexually for pleasure. With OT tho' I didn't know what would happen. The metal was cold against my skin. The stiffy I was linked to was too low for me to stand straight, but too high for me to get down on all fours or sit. I could watch him inspecting my assets as I struggled. His warped mind imagining what devilish joys he might visit upon me. The contraption is more versatile than I could have ever imagined. He lowers it and hoists it to introduce my assets in whatever pose he wants it. It's so ordinary yet so cruel. When he ultimately approaches with the cane I can't help but flinch. I enjoy the experiencing on my skin, but the violate gets me every time. His goal couldn't be any finer as my puffies and clittie are the very first to get his attention. My thankfulness breaks away my lips freely. The contortions he put me in are only meant to demonstrate my assets for his amusement. The bearing he imparts to me is unspoiled bliss.