When i was left alone i was either bound, blindfolded, gagged, with headphones to block out all sound. Other times he left the video monitor playing constantly, videos of women being raped, tortured, suffering all kinds of depraved humiliation. Anal porn When he’d let me up for a breath he’d slap my face, yelling and threatening me, reminding me my life belonged to him and i would learn my place. Tears drip from my face as i try to remain still, after a few more strikes Master returns his attention to the speculum, using a flash light and small brush to carefully poke and prod. I was petite, and looked much younger than I really was. Master rubbed my swollen belly, telling me i looked pregnant like a bred heifer. He spent time sitting with me, he read to me for a while from a black bound book, stories of slaves serving their Masters, of torture and pain.
