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i need to be tortured so bad i need to be beat i need to be slapped so hard my ears ring i need to get whipped and bruised i wanna be a punching bag and i feel so fucking pathetic about it i need to be injured
to have your fingernails gouge trails down my back is a far greater honor than any pathetic praise others throw at me.
Whenever I see pet play stuff its mainly like puppies and kittens, with the occasional bunny. Now dont get me wrong, I love it, they're all such cute and desperate little whores.
But sometimes I wonder where all the wild ones are, all the mutts and wild cats who'll put up a fight. Where the animals are that can take a hit and give one right back until they're too broken in to fight back.
Like yeah, go on. Get up again, go on stand back u., I'll just beat you into the floor again.
thinking about choking on the same fingers that were just digging into and caressing a fresh wound, your own blood being forced down your throat … gagging on bloody fingers …
theres something about violence that is more erotic than sex
I need badly to hurt him and for him to hurt me. I need him to see that he belongs to me and is an extension of my will and my desire. I need him to see that there is none other that could fill his spot for me. I need to make him bleed and relish in it. I need the blood and viscera to meet my skin and my tongue and to feel it's warmth and taste it's iron.
more than anything i need him to feel the pain and know it means that i love him and care for him more than i ever thought i was capable of.
happi pride yay