Disregarding whom I belong to - I make space to say that in the end I'll be available who lined up at the right person; In that
given order. I will submit to a dice game, in which the goal is for me to exploit myself towards given individuals - at which
point I'm thinking of 'group/interest' sessions - as some way of 'whore diplomacy'.
To those points it should be made sure that I'm 'baked' ... and the dice game goes that each roll has some implications for me;
One about what I have to take - and one about what I have to do for another roll. And this goes on until I faint. Or - everybody
is happy.
This is part towards my ultimate fantasy. That were to be baked, and then publically baked, to get baked in porn - and so on -
... while I want my life on earth to be restrained to a schedule that confines me within any of such scenarios.
Saying - if God wills it no differently, I will be born into Slavery.
Or so.
So - now we have two things. One is the dirty stuff locking me into my cell - and the other are some ties into this baking. From
my side there so is spiral b) ... dirty and BDSM stuff ... towards c) the Dungeon Cell. At d) I have private social situation;
Which is where I'm a child slave or however milked for tears - and at e) there's a public side which is vastly orgy focussed - and
f) ultimately has me in the image of a Pet/Toy - tied with chain by neck to wall ... and pregnant. So in a corner. As basically
... decoration - or environment.
So - here is where the people come in that ... feel the urge to fuck pregnant women. For the sake of 'creating child deprivacy'
- and so, the 'will' to create that ultimately "thorns the fire" burning in that, as a pleasure - turning 'deprived children'
into a Satanic Icon. Those were like mindless ghouls ... some substance surrounding a gaping void; Similar to what is in me;
... and for that reason I might come in such a shape too; That 'lusts' for deprivedness.
These are - somehow - a, "chilling" echo within such individuals ... well, ... its then - I think, like a poison that reaches
out with the power of God ... infesting ones mind and ... bonding ... ones soul to its bottomless demand.
On the surface this might make a pretty healthy kid nonetheless ... but once 'exploited' ... this darkness would show up ...
and the fact that they are deprived to begin with allows them to more intimately co-exist with the depriving situation they
are in with; While being some ... "general fodder" ... to the culture. I mean - these could also do ... normal work, or live
some independent life.
Not big a deal. I think.
I'm one of those where this ... practically echoes within my head ... as some epicenter of self-deprivedness. Here I shake
and twist for and against it. I would not have that. So I'm different. What is just a faint image in the distant, here is
now everything - with a far deeper horror there in the distant, surpassing layer and layer upon ... [lost].
And that is something you have to keep in mind when 'shaping me'. I will need to some part to it myself (Yes) - and as a 'joker'
-given- is here ??? my 'fairy Self' as ... something of a cursor of my mind to interact with you on a reasonable Level. Yes!
So - here ... we're basically dealing cash and I'm the whore that serves ass ... but so I also want to have some whammy out of
it. This means - stage 1: The perfect whore one could dream of. Archetype: Collar, Shackles at Arms and Legs - black leather
slave rig ... pet type submission. Lingery style: Breast and Shameless, Black and Belt or Pregnancy Focussed - stockings, with
potentially gloves and a choker. On top of it take ... whatever glamerous luxus beast of a woman you might think of. So ...
its ... there. And ... what does it mean? [message]. ^^. But yea. Thats ... cool. And so theres that point where we are who
we are ... floating in the vastness of the universe ... .
Then, to be socially fair - as a 'best' intersection between meeting social norms and being an individual - I see myself as party
slut. This means - I am exposed to serve anyone at given party to serve as their slut; So, allowing any advance on me. And the
general point would imply humiliation for me ... being one 'symptom of harmony' ... regarding 'Clarity conditions'.
Another thing now were that ... there's a vein like - anyone who's interested to seeing me get daisyfied comes first. There should
be some prioritization like that. At any rate - anything that can be added to my trip to death ... were a good thing; For some
duration. In the end - eventually it just got time.
There could be a ranking from soft to hard.
So - I have to subscribe to 'hard' first - yes - and maybe we can start with the weekends around 'new moon' (complete darkness) -
with a special case whenever that either hits 'midweek' or 'night into sabbath' - or out of it ... I ... don't know too much about
that.
So - one given spike for me is ongoing deprivation - saying, at some point I want to be fully spun into a schedule that has me
exposed to ... a ritualistic climax ... or exageration. There would be a 'first' time ... and each time it would set some lines
for what is to come. So - to some balance. This can be more or less depriving - and so, as I can exist in different levels of
saturation.
Anyhow ... so, ... setting me up to be the Diety you want - ... we have to forge my image. So, lets say I forgot - because the
process had it that way ... so, we have to rediscover it.
The thing is ultimately that between certain events or focus points ... there is time. And if the Bible tells us one thing -
then that 'taking a break' is imoprtant.
So, here I can totally participate in my own demise; While practically ... its all supposedly mutual.
Until, well, there comes the point where I'm supposedly ... done; Locked away for good and that until I die. So - that were,
'second base' - and also 'access' way to being less 'Gaia' and more 'Amaterasu'. Or to say ... more deprived. More isolated.
Here is where I'll spend most of life. There is no other way. Any exceptions to this are not something 'aside' - but rather
just a step 'back' into this forever existing 'universalistic foundation' that preceeded any clarity that came in.
YES!
So, that is not a) - but is 'zero'.
Spiralistically. But rather, somewhere - on the other end ... . Weird ... but - OK.
This means - there are now 'cycles' - closed loops, iterations of lifetimes and experience - that mark a duration between
those various exit points. And due to their nature, they don't feel like "getting freed" - but more like a 'step out'.
And here its ... important that you get the message that I'm still 'ya'r' slut. I mean - what you do to me down there is
what you do to me uphere ... so, you might as well stare at my titts right now.
How frequent or infrequent ... rather, how much of that ties into what is below. There will certainly be some individualistic
markers - ... but mostly I think this is at the end ... after everything is already more or less solid.
So - the point were also, unless I'm female and free - free in a sense of 'given this autonomy' - I'm not "there" - at a
'moment like that' - so, this also is where compared to 'that' part of me, 'my child' self is at. So, if my child self were
'that' - then my life would be different, I guess. Hmm ...
OK, anyway. So, Pregnancy. Thats a thing. This 'outer shell' may as well appear pregnant - and that would also already imply
... some parts of a picture. Hmm ... this is weird.
Anyhow. I won't be that without - so this thing - your contribution. So - what I am there is basically ... what you make of
me. So, the more you invest in me, the more you get out of it.
And so you want to give it to me ... and I want to take it; And expose my worth to you.
Its a thing. OK - just ... ignore all of this. This outside world - whatever I am, should there come forth from what you do
to me 'in the box'. So, there were an emote next to me - and if you treat me 'right' it will be a smiley. OK.
So - first of all: When it gets to sexual deprivacy - I'm a sucker for "sad endings" - a.k.a.: The [terror] continues.
So - this is like a gift from me to you. To say - a story, framing my sad ending - as a gift to the public; As part of my
interest in being/becoming a Joy Toy. So, the "highest voted" twists and turns get stitched together and imprinted onto me;
Something along those lines. Maybe here and there a fantasy of my own accord.
And I think its fair to say that whenever I have to quit "midway" - my death should be as climactic as the way up there. So,
it might be as weak as just a bullet to the head, but also as hot as a piece by piece ... disassembly, just up unto my torso;
... well. OK. At least when given some 'fantastic tolerance'. In this world ... things are first of all determined on scientific
interest. So, demands come forward - smartassing occurs - some; Pleasure align exploit/"excuse" is being formulated and then
so 'after the fun' (imposedly: passionate and mindless/driven by lust) - things are recounted for. If it has been too much; Then
yea ... of course there's a note to be made. You maybe make such mistakes once; And if its a difficult issue maybe more than
that - but its all for a good purpose.
And I volunteer. Proudly. Or ... sadly.
So, I think, on my behalf - I come as a brunette (black haired) girl in a dolly dress, while everything that comes with me is
held in a beige/pink'ish tone with violet undertones alongside the black (and maybe white) embossing and script.
It emphasizes monotony - with the pink emphasizing childish purity ... where the purple is to resemble a fresh spring breeze.
The Queens Garden now is for all Gentlemen that want to shamelessly unload their sperm into children and whores; And ladies that
want to participate in whatever way; And be it just sadistic voyeurism. Oh ye, Sadistic Mistresses, I love ye - your presence gives
me purpose in life; And I gratuitiously serve to evolve towards your satisfaction.
So, that would draw a woman that is on some end intimately tied to me, love is going on; But to society she's ... really just there
to 'get me served'. The intimacy and love would fortify around pressing me into my subserviant state - and she always socially
functions as 'main motor' behind all the fuckfests going on on us. Thats one natural thing - as it turns out; As - an individual
like that needs to have some ties of this sorts. So, an intimate 'lifeline'.
Which is where that 'Luxus Slut' becomes a pet - mind you. So - there is that person, my #1, where ... friendship access has it that
this ... what is under the hood ... has immediate functionality.
#SlutForLife.
And this is I think specifically cut off from what is your concern. This 'slut' comes out after you have it your way ... as far as
Gods justice is concerned. And the thing to look forward to is that once you got me nailed in my submission - and everyone is kindof
on the same page about it; Its 'settled' - and then we get over to chapter 2 at some point.
This were "1.5". 1 2/3 tops.
By then you should all have your fingers on me in some way; To say - I can play a role in your world ... s ... on various Levels.
There would be the more common realm where those who get me are more privileged - and yet that to some end where you have your way
on me.
I like the sound of that!
So - here I want to be your doll. There are a few things you can choose from; Where ... lesbian is as male as it gets I'm afraid.
Here my expectation of you isn't much different from my expectations on my #1; Except, more superficial. So, she would silently watch
TV with earplugs in her face while I'm bound to a rig with a plug up my mouth and perhaps a fucking machine working my bottom. And
maybe that also on my mouth. Maybe in some way that gets me squeeking in the background. I love the ... posonous taste of that. Like,
the nasty taste of vomit ... forced into my sistem of pleasure.
So - you wouldn't do just that. Its however ... there is some comon sense in where I'm coming from. I'm all of your slut - in the end
- and you can have it more or less magical. There are certain limits though. If you don't any "magical" stuff, you need to either
embrace hypnosis of a kind or be more ... dominant. Or ... have some other excuse for me to feel raped. Its simple. Finally.
So yea - the more this goes on the more you might also end up impregnating me - as we had some ... beautiful ... cosmic ... arrangement
of peace.
In my "Q-Space" I'm still a deprived slut. This is where my parents are hardcore child rapists; As I'm bound into the Queens Garden ...
and ... here we just had to start at the academy: So: They are above 6, they need to be raped ... and ... whats bound to happen? Well,
it doesn't work like that. We have to first find ... someone who ... fits the demands. Eventually those can only be 'home-grown' anyway,
or? Well - where however the 'cum dumpsters' meet and things end up 'working' - so, whatever moves into the reach of 'Queen Garden' -
then becomes space of advance. We need ... certain ... limits. So - of course we want to take it gentle - but so we also have a dice
for ... not so gentle.
Or do we want a dice?
I think ... I feel, there is a lot of weight in the idea that it gets to that point - and then it ends up, ... being nothing. That
... could happen; Based on some idea ... but 'can' it? No!
Thats said. Imposed, implied.
So there is to be some weird culture of child molesters; And Queens Garden is their place. Simply put. So, here there is space to
think of ... 'the quickest way to screw a child' ... so, 'infancy' stuff. Here is where they get born; And on one level we have
interest in the early stuff. So - thats whats going on with those that have ... pentagrams on their wombs. Those children will
receive a fate - ... and that is determined by group interest. Those at the base express their stance on the thinking, so for people
to check and submit - etc. - with maybe some face of anonymity but still with transparent ... everything. So, documented and
retracable and what matters present. So, the more the better. What can be cleared first matters longer.
So, where's the end of good taste? The basic suggestion is that the 'real' prostitution starts at 6. There is Queens Garden - and
whatever some extra dice might hold.
So, here we want to get delicate - as when knowing that I'm in that child ... you know. Taking it somewhere ... in that sense.
I - as a gift to you - am thereby a "legal trauma pillow" for you. Its to say; Whatever might trouble you - with me, you can take
comfort in a bit of sadism; As I have it directed upon myself. You should sense my satisfaction therein - and feel it as a seal of
comfort/reconceiliation - mirroring a feeling of justice that embraces all sorts of quirky people. "If you knew what people want of
me". Well - you would know.
And that is, where I want to take it. Into the idea of being your ultimate Joy Toy - /Rape Slave. Rape Slave comes along with a label,
that this individual is pretty much raped always. So - the situation of being exposed is considered enough. Its ... the point. Whatever
sex you do with it is rape.
Thats the dowgrade I guess. Well, as neutral as it gets were some sort of ... inner dominance. So, its ... fair enough I think.
The only way I'm Dominant is within a Bubble of primarily Humiliation. And I think thats another tab I have to set up on me. And
while we're at it: Sacrificial Mutilation. As in ... I give my OK, but not doing it myself. You do it.
So, that tab is Humiliation. One of the four things added to A must be focussed on my humiliation. Here I want to center around what
I am - I want to be forced towards self-depriving honesty and give you a chance to really set the marks there where they matter the
most. So, this is in my private intimate kellar cell - I suppose, viewed from the social nexus. My captivity therein is the seed for
all outgoing fantasies. Theres a tight network controlling what is 'me' at the basic levels ... so, that can be ignored in some way.
Here I am at my most intimate and private - and here's where you can zoom in on me and be at the source of all the 'evil'.
So - 'this' is evil. Me routing for this lifestyle. A network of slave trade and abuse ... so, cherishing the 'darkness' within us.
And there maybe "Satanistic Bitch Self" comes out - so, take the upper hottie and give her vampire fangs and an evil laugh plus a
creepy mansion. So, a witch! I love that!
And I use my witchcraft to become a whore.
That is captured in my redhead essence. Pretty tight. It reflects of what I do or want "in secret" - and so there is all my vanity
and egoism, wrapped up in what is ultimately a subserviant sex slave. And all that ... stuff, plus humiliation and so. Including
the piercings on my nipples and the whole shenanigans.
But I also like to think of my "secret Pub" ... somewhere in some wilderness ... where passerbys are in for a ... surprise!
So - if I have to face my male self and demand something it would certainly like ... it were to be facefucked. So, thats for you
to say - think of whatever way to humiliate me while giving it to me; Or so: "tanking it" - while, somehow correspondent to some
guidelines.
Whatever. Humiliation.
And put that into the violet. Pink is also a color for ... well, as mentioned, purity. This purity reflects my childish - volume
- as growing up within all these sexual events. Those were the embossing/decoration. So, you there have a girl you can impossibly
not rape. So, "when delivered to your heavenly doorsteps" ... there is more than just one thing. As doll ... I think I can also be
something more pleasant to you. Things may vary - and that is also good for me. But ... well, anyhow.
Does this 'fill me up'?
"Barely" I think. So, there is now the 'Slut' in me - and whatever else I think goes along with me ... existing in peace and
harmony with my life. So, thats then, "the Pet/Doll". Here I would set forth, that 'reality' has it that I would interact
with you - similar to how a pet/doll would - so; You make up the trauma.
For me now there are criteria like: Is it traumatic enough? Because thats what my fans want.
And yea - they most basically determine what you get with me. But now it were one focus to know more about it - to say: My
own synergy with it - and see how it matters; As, thats the 'main' thing - of the living organism.
So, in me - it seems that a male dominant voice - mostly my male side - constitutes a female ... self-depriving ... anatomy;
And I can't control it.
Thats me - also alias Amaterasu - and so I'm a leading figure in any role that is somehow depriving. And my 'trademark' is
that 'cell room' wherein I'm locked up; And ... I think, I ... feel, this is where you can honor me the most. Decorating the
... 'wall/door/lock' that locks me into this darkness. So - "stuff it". "Stuff me".
Amaterasu in that sense means - slave to your Lustful desires.
Those that are given to you, inevitably involve me - and from there you may extend into other things. I'm simply "the Anti
God" in that regard.
This means, this 'decoration' to what is on my box, is basically like that box - and inside is ... well, a child/girl that
is to end up as such a 'hollow ghoul'/cumdump - with some, ... 'concurrence' focus based on ... certain factors. There should
be some ... competition towards more - as things progress.
Parking Jumbos in a Vagina? Why not!
Elephant Rape ... Dragonball style.
So, mark 1 is Toilet Slavery. It implies that you first have to dump me in a sufficient amount of shit - including whatever
else is invoked within; Which may contain multiple marital bondings. As to say - technically ... infinite?
Anyhow ... thats ... private. Sorry. The thing is that outside of this door - you had me as 'delivered' in a box; And that
goes to the end of saying - a doll shaped by sadism. The main thing being: Its 'more' than what you might want - but you'd
feel me on a base thats ... good for you. If you can't roll with it, there are those that do ... while so, in that room -
I'm a girl. Here the dirty stuff comes down to a conclusion and transitions over into cumdumping.
How to ... make this ... not stupid? Or does this say ... eaten?
Well - this is ... then to get to c) - the dungeon - and one ring further out g) - as abduction. So, ... g) is closer to my
'home'/'house' - and so you can find ... me ... in the dungeon, while privately I'd matter to people on a different plane.
Thats "backstage" ... but not so much me being different.
So - in any way ... once the fucking began, it would kindof ... come to some balance good for everybody. We had kinky occasions
where us whores get to be whores - and thats good enough, well, as something to then cherish while moving on with life. For me
you however want to say, OK - now that I had that - what does my schedulre read? Well - or "where am I?". Each place had a specific
set of rules for 'where' I'm at. Finally, in c), is the point where I feel that ... the shackles put on me are there forever -
while - this is where sadistic people will be allowed to access me.
The Dungeon should after all be a place of sadistic pleasures; This is where hobby SM ends. The slaves here are cooked and baked
and what not - and while some do the cooking and baking - others can live off of that, so; Its a comon joy and effort.
So here we are 'in the dungeon' - which is part of the academy - or somehow, everything is part of one big thing; And now what
I had to become is 'something' "boxed" into a passive cumdump; Outlined by toilet slavery. So - how, would this work?
First, there is no fertility to any wanting if there is no doing; And any doing comes with its own inherant fertile interest.
So, that is at the 'baseline' of what is made public. Snapshots of events maybe. Or ... if situation has it ... first times and
such. Here ... my subscription binds me into being firstly drawn subject of sadists. So - I'm a girl - Sex Slave and such - and
yea, while there isn't a lot that can be altered per se; You can still feed it; And with enough support this can be as a machine
responding towards demand. Well - sortof.
I think ... this ... goes slightly over board. So - what is me? So, all novelties aside - at some point things will be routine;
And I will be more and more in touch with myself. I'm happy to be fundamentally a rape slave; ... and so - with these tabs on
mind - where, go we?
Amaterasu. As "Sun" ... I would want to be the climax of your combined ... Lust/Sadism ... I want to 'moan' ... as a cumdump
about to get slaughtered. Thats, me and my husband then. He's the one ... whom I die for ... so, thats an intimate thing.
But to you I'll be one of many girls that are basically locked up in a silly box ... like a video game ... and all you can do is
... really nasty. Sortof. High Scores go by: How fucked up a girl gets ... .
And I want to subscribe to you as a fetish princess ... for ... depriving and spoiling the utmost purity and innocence I may
resemble - ... as ... so, my true beauty being your combined efforts of feminizing me.
But this is softcore.
Well, first I need to exist in some really hardcore depravity before my word on ... 'more' ... can be taken seriously. So, up
until my end there would be some ... way of testing that out.
A 'very special' invite goes out to all those that want to see my cry/shed-tears-of-sadness. That so lust for it with a
sadistic passion. This is ... d) - for me. Here I'm stuck in my cell, which then extends to a playground aimed at really
... exploiting my captivity. The dungeon is held in themes of captivity - this one is more like ... themed around my
identity. Something along the lines of realizing that my mistresses will be slaves at the bottom of society; And what
they experience at the bottom, will be what I experience at the best.
Well - it sounds cool. Its ... pseudo bullshit. But it helps ... and is certainly true to some significance.
Its clear that once set off for me - into that direction - these lines can blur really fast. I think. I mean ... whatever.
God is great!
So - whatever - here 'prime time' is given to the experts of ... defiance. And I want my tears of depriving sadness to be
a warming, comforting fire to all those that get to embrace me. However God permits it. Maybe its for all, maybe only
Satanists. I propose its for all.
My crying voice shall be what stretches the echo of the void I'm captured in; And this 'harsh' focus of sadism imposed onto
me a guiding figure.
This were "the Light of [A]" - the person who hosts Amaterasus exposure to the Public.
Or ... public exploit.
So -- no shit talk ... once I get my face fucked really good I'll know if that person is ... here or there. Thos that really
care about seeing me getting fucked should get that certified so they can get forced into the mix. So, a) is my public
deprivation, b) is my public exploitation, c) is reserved for sadistic interests - and d) is where I'm milked for tears.
e) is where I then may show the good this delivers - and so I want to subscribe to you; That I may showcase my compliance to
my suffering by making my slut self available here.
So, my ... captive slut self. I shall humiliate myself as enthralled to depravity - so that while you harass me I shall respond
with how much I like it; As at the very least to show you my slut-face in action. #TheSow.
So, thing has it that anything further - so, f) at least - doesn't really measure in a lot because I can't get pregnant. So you'll
need some other 'kinky business' - so, fuckslut. Formerly male fuckslut. Here I would like to be exposed to ... well. Lets say,
it comes as it comes. Focus on my slut again.
I think this can be a good start. Once someone can tease out my slut - thats like, a good start. So - eventually there will be
more and more that can come into that; And while done right this to me is just one straight flash of ecstasy. I will be put into
that state where things get going - whilst getting humiliated; And then we can move to d) and f) - to say; Extended duty, at the
start of it or whatever.
So, to me however - I now find these spots where I can 'broaden' myself - as this "Luxus Whore" - and be a slut. This ... were
like a woman sitting on a sofa floating on a cloud, commenting on the visual content.
And for the "Gif" efefct, violently undresses herself and gives into cocks and cum.
Anyhow. Good for me! I ... I ... I'm floating away. What ... a wonderful thing. And I love ... the fact that I really have to
give certain things up.
So until people thought its time to snuff me. So, here, in my dreams, yea - I first get cut down to my torso - and then shoved
into an oven. So, all the silicone had to be removed as well - and maybe thats where I'll die. Mouth, Tits - and maybe even anus
and vagina.
Or more.
Well. I mean - maybe, whatever.
I subscribe to becomming a shameless child-molester and an evil fuckslut. Thats ... a good look at my male shame. OK, I'm stripped
into it and that in ways, that ... yea, picture a "faggot boy", pregnant with a vagina. I mean - its ... humiliating - but fair.
As otherwise having something of a horse-ish rod to go with. I mean - that were to supplement my 'act' as a rapist. And - this in
the idea draws me some outlines for what I expect as a child slave.
So, anyone who gets their kink off on citizens below 6; Thats a special thing here. So - what can I say? 6 seems like a good and
saney age to focus at; ... but well. Its not ... the end for me. I think ... of it so, that I have some urge to shamelessly
expose myself as a tranny; Which is somehow on par with how much I want to get raped as a girl/child.
I take it that certain things prior to a certain age can be somehow ... futile. Its ... well. If I now were in charge of it -
it were first of all more important to get some portraits. So, ar ... I'm stuck.
The thing is that once I get reborn - I want things to have moved on to ... some point. But yay - once its settled that perverts
can take their lead and come up with something as a "to do" list ... ranging from 'want that' to 'need/have' that - and one of
the first things that need to be clear about us is that 'you' are those that shove those cocks and the cum and all that up my
mouth. So, starting from my slutty OK, thats where I get what I want ... but finally ... you are to give me; And thats what I
shall 'need'.
So my loyal followers basically cherish some fire thats burning through me ... and that is constituted within this simple
thing. That what I am to the public; Is finally the product of me being dominated.
The "power of rape".
In some sense I'm like a Lava Lamp. So, ideally existent in a set of conditions that showcases some ... strangely ... enchanting
phenomenon.
So - what matters is I think the 'reward me through deprivation' thing. Thats something I can impossibly untie. No matter how
hard I resisted ... give it to me the right way; And the access to that should be large; ... it comes in sooner or later.
Hmm - what else. I ... kindof need to be more self-depriving here!
My Patronage. It turns out that my wedding ring - so, my seal 1 thing, though bonding me towards my #1 is there in favour of
some 'male interest' - and "Patron 1" (P) would be my 'daddy'. My daddy is my sweetheart - and I'm as a girl who has a crush
on her dad, while all she thinks about is getting fucked. So, My daddy has the responsibility of exploiting me and to distribute
me on a rapist basis. At some points this involves the "toilet dungeon" - ... if a thing.
So, this ... is a thing.
That my primary wedding is ... basically this. That I'm a whore/slut.
I feel that the harder you give it to me, the more satisfied I will end up in my captivity; And for sake of balances - in this
box, what is given to me as 'valuable' is anything ... I've mentioned it before, sex utility related. Err ... make up, slutty
outfits and dildos. So - I suppose that in my state of 'satisfied deprivation' I will find further meaning and happiness within
these confines. I can paint myself, dress myself, masturbate ... next to feeling the magnitude of my depravity times and times
again.
Although coupled to my #1 I think this can be linked to whats part of my cell. So, the public having rights on ... having a part
to me getting screwed. The premise is that here my misery is constituted through stuffing me with shit and urine ... cocks and
cum ... as primary function to get a really funny look onto my face. Lets say it that way. There so were a limit as to what
my metabolism could take ... but so, getting my limits probed is part to that submission.
Erm. Repetitive?
OK, what do I got? I ... need to be mutilated. At the bottom though I want to serve as tool to finding 'the Light' that makes
shit like that work. So - my well being is then key. And yea ... whatever comes out at the end of it.
And well. I kindof ... so, this 'doll me' that is for everyone - I think this, might have to be a pleasant thing. The opposite
of what I said. Hmm ... I wonder. How far does this go?
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I ... . I want to be ended in a really horrible and depriving way; So I propose that once you start taking me apart - you take
it slowly. And so, whats my take on it?
I find it difficult; But I think the best thing to want is a foreshadowing of what I am to expect as a child later down the
road. So, at some point we might say, I'm simlated to a set age - and thereafter treated according to ... what I recommed is
best.
And so - I would, if I couldn't please you here - dedicate my 'hobby time' to devising inspirational content towards that
end.
And ... I think ... a guiding picture should be that I'm supposed to be perfectly satisfied about everything ... within my
demise. So, ... "imposed". Err ... oh my, shit ... I want ... more. This isn't ... good enough yet!
Professional Baking. The default bondage for a 'baked' slave is with ankles and wrists together, arms behind back. The slave
is then first to be fucked until hitting some limits - and then can be put to rest in that way. Then - the 'sadistic enthusiast'
is to frequently spike that rest with additional harassment; Looking forward to their willing self-exposure to the then awaited
'torments'.
It is clear to first establish that situation 'beyond' an individuals comfort zone.
Knowing something about the individuals recreative need then helps stretching the margin - until the individual is perfectly
'baked' - at which point I wish simply put: "Mechanical treatment". So, for some time I'm supposed to circulate that way - give
or take - and those would be good occasions for shoving some 'public kinkery' into my lifetime.
For this we would settle on a fictional setting - chosen so to setup the pornographic stage. And I'm subjected to that, no matter
how ugly I might be, ... just so. Its ... principality.
Or ... something.
You want to see me get baked - at least my loyal followers/fans do - and yea ... how ... now ... the child abuse?
Hmm ... girl inside of me that loves her harassers. Yea sure. This is a thing, though a theory. Can I ... can this happen? If it
can, we have one more on: Sophisticated Light stuff. So, harassing the slut in me to the surface. Eventually that were to imply
real violence, dull violence; And I think that makes a good start. Resembling whatever torture I might expect as ... infant. So,
in womb, birth - ... .
But there has to be some 'longevity focus'. You want me suffering/burning alive ... clearly. So ... yea ... I think, ... it comes
down to my followers.
So, in terms of the Dark Web - here you should expect updates on what the Academy is up to. And maybe this is some place to ask
for bitcoin donations ... and take it to prostitution that way.
So - in that sense; Thats a good 'frame' to start in. So, in "Baphomets Keep" - we have something as a 'main focus'. There are
studios - and in the idea we are here in the hiding doing our evil stuff. I would then introduce you to the children in a more
intimate sense; To so show you some of the initial love making.
This is so only in a best case scenario. In more rudimentary ... I mean. There is some ... hmm? I don't know.
But clearly the target is to then also show escalation; Though at first ... one side is about slowly ... testing out the
grounds. So, going with soft instead of hardcore. Where again, hardcore is wanted.
But, there is no side of public feedback without a legitimized crowd. So, for the outsider - this were a non-interactive
circus.
Anyway - on the public end we're dealing with my ... proper ending; And a science driven focus. OK.
This means, we first check for these principalities that make the deprivation work. Once certain things are set; I were so
ready to take it a step further. Say; Then I were captive. That I were after it were settled that its 'safe'. Thus saying
that once I'm captive - all the implied thingies start to really matter. Then I'm ... yours truely.
So, intimate satisfaction means that I have satisfaction from something regardless of its public side. I take it for myself.
And that happens to be rape for me. "Accidentally".
And so yea - I want to submit myself to getting taken apart. Simulating the life of a girl that is first violated to become
a 6th birthday star ... gangbang ... where; Taking it, with the grace of God, as warming up for the reality. Here I firstly
want to focus on 'the most hardcore' possible outcome; And that is rape torture with death focussed on elonguated epravity;
So ... what matters is to get the pain rolling as to see how long the embers glow.
First there is the 6th birthday which is just some violent gangbang. "Just". Well - however - from thereon its baking time -
spiced up with meeting other duties - while in the dungeon classically spiraling up towards more and more sadistic ideas. And
privately speaking - the idea of everything beneath ellbow and knees being gone - while being tied in as a rape whore - thats
... kindof funny. I love it.
So - in the end - I think you should focus on hollowing me out as far as it goes; ... to say "Amaterasu" is the pinackle of
sexual suffering constituted through accumulative sadistic lust.
Beyond pragmatic needs the purpose is simply decorative.
And yes ... I now start to doubt that a 'right away captivity' track won't be available - ... while yea, before taking me the
ability to write I should be able to really tell what I'm getting me into.
Yehay. So, all is good. I'm confident. So, in the idea the ideal stretch were like 6 years, from 6 to 16 - nothing but torture.
That is I think a generous estimation; Maybe exagerated - but ultimate what I feel comfortable with. If that start at me 40 -
then getting killed at 50 seems fair. And so yea - 10 wonderful years where all that matters is ... really ... getting me
stuffed hard.
And so - when reborn - I need to be that. And then again. From getting snuffed away prior to 6 - err. so ... yea -how is that
again? I want ... some, more ... hardgore.
So - from one angle I am, might be put in charge to first do to kids what I then expect to be done to me. So, thats ... then
there; Where ... Baphomet as a she gets off on my rapist cock. So - on the juices of suffering children.
If I can judge from how I "roll" mechanically - its really just a mechanical thing at some point; Like I don't really feel
anything in my cock and only mind a brutal performance; Sortof. So however that when it goes in and out - it won't happen
gently. Maybe. I mean ... some ... times ... torture happens slowly.
But yea - on one end we might start by simple looking at what pedophiles might want of me and how we synergize.
So - slutty self. What is me? I want to write you a letter; Where all I have are self-depriving motivations - as that ... is
what I'm bound to and greatful for.
Oh yea, so ... this ... isn't new. I've been here before - and so, what stands out that 'the highest extremes' are really what
we want to be striving for. Its safe to say taht we'll get clarity sooner rather than later ... - and if we lack fantasy - my
compliace could/should be testable against getting beaten up, practically.
Can this work? I mean - when intimidated I might go along with everything. How to know? So - here's a thing: I will have to
lay down my 'work' - writing that is - to experience the full extent of what I say I want to be getting into; Once so 'fulfilled'
in the sense; So, as others then wanted it. This so that I'll either be released to write why it didn't work - or to write why it
did work - and how come that 'that' might be (one of the) last times I write anything; In this life.
Saying that there mustn't be a computer in my cell - thats ... awesome. Kindof. I'm looking forward to getting comfortable with
it. That is something of a 'month' thing. So, for some time me getting raped were in focus. So - being baked to get me cooked
into my toilet slave self. If that hasn't fully unfolded by then yet. I mean - certain things are already happening.
But, practice often looks different.
However it then looks - yea ... . Well so - month. What I mean there is then complete withdrawal and perfect exposure. To so really
cut to the core of testing out whether there is merits to what I want or not.
And a good starter were so me deep throat puking. And some solution to bringing my stomach acids back into balance.
Well - now I got to wrap this up. And yea ... I'm looking forward to ... really enjoying shit. I think also that at some point
the message from 'sane' Toilet Slaves were to be mindful of keeping toilets clean - as - "we will haunt those that ..." ... you
know!
But yea. Ultimately getting shit rimmed down my throat should become "standard" - ... its part of the "go to" things when crossing
the line between 'mere social abuse' and effectively "down raping" someone. I mean, at some point there is only "so much" stuff
that can be done - and once that kicks in, things really come down to - yea - what gives us individual joy.
So, don't forget: I'm only happy once I radiate depression - saying; If you acquired any responsibility to support my submission -
... I mean, I want to make sure that I'm horribly uncomfortable if I'm ... not taken in that way.
But I think I'll continue this elsewhere; Differently - at least, now I'm out of drugs too ... and got to sleep. Good ... night
... or ... morning. //09:49