Date: Thu, 25 Jan 2024 00:41:59 +0000 From: sgirltina67 Subject: Tinasback 6 (BBC BDSM) Tina So here I was squeezing and pulling on my huge pierced nipples, stretched tight on an obscenely wide butt plug, begging my Master to piss in my mouth. His flawless ebony skin glinted in the candle light as he smiled and pressed the small button sending a sharp shocking current into the remains of my poor tiny tortured and caged clit. As I cried thrashing for mercy he began to play with the controls alternating the current from the sound stuffed deep in what is left of my boi-clit, to the ring of the butt plug stretching my pussy to then the clips on my huge nipples, around and around with no mercy. Ohh how I squirmed and suffered for him and how he just smiled and patted my new blonde wig. Even through my long fake lashes and tears I could see how he enjoyed my suffering and this kindled a fire of desire deep in my Gspot to please him and suffer as much as I could for his pleasure reparations and amusement. I knew from months of conditioning and sex play that my pain equalled his pleasure and I only ever wanted to please and pleasure him no matter what the cost to myself. How had it all happened? - that I was now begging for a big black guys piss, totally feminised, dressed in stocking suspenders and a cute skimpy pvc maids outfit with a new set of huge breast implants bursting out of my dress. This was just the start however as he had also insisted that I had huge lip fillers to give me massive fuck me lips, massive gold hoop pierced ear rings, and of course tiny hormone shrunk clitty. The final flourish was two huge tongue studs to help me give him and his many friends better blow jobs and ensure I had a ridiculously pronounced lisp whenever I was rarely allowed to actually speak out loud. I had developed a real taste for his piss by now and actually looked forward to the pain and humiliation, as it was the only time he showed me any actual real attention and I knew it pleased him and that gave me a warm feeling deep inside. I was of course naturally never allowed to cum and doubt that I could anymore, but he never the less kept me in a constant state of arousal and frustration to ensure my performances were made with real emotion and effort. I can hardly remember the last time I actually squirted any real sissy juice in any meaningful way, it was probably years ago when I was riding a huge ribbed black dildo, he used it on me a lot in the early days to stretch my pussy and stimulate my Gspot to train me into anal hands-free orgasm. Even then I wasn't allowed any release unless that stretching was also accompanied with nipple play and sucking his cock... he liked to completely overwhelm my senses then allow me a tiny release that I had to eat immediately. Those early days have long gone now of course and any release at all a distant memory to my throbbing aching clit. At night my clit cage is checked and tightened and my slender long nailed hands are bound in thick pvc padded mittens to ensure no play or stimulation is remotely possible, just wet dreams frustration and longing. Master says the hundreds of years of black oppression by white people needs to be repaid and reparations are due on a mammoth scale, I need to personally pay back a hundred years of pain for millions of black souls, so my suffering as you can imagine must be as extreme as I can bare for every day of the rest of my life. It only seems fair to me. I totter up the thick leather punishment bench on my 6 inch fuck me heels bend over pull up my skimpy dress and accept the inevitable nightly caning from one of his many friends. As the first bite of the cane shocks my quivering arse I smile through the tears knowing I am doing the right thing, the sobs of pain and my pleadings echo around the stark room but no one is listening as a white sissy faggot is supposed to suffer and humiliate herself and that is of course what I do night after night. Amen