My sins are my torment. The lies I tell to make poeple stay are away my own. I lie to every person I meet so they think that I am a certain person and so that they will never know who I really am. I cannot except myself, my own faults and failures, so I make it seem that I have none. I know that the people I meet know that I am full of crap, but they will never know just how full of crap I really am. Confession 101, be honest with yourself so that you may be honest with others.

Little slave is suffering without her Lord. Doing little things she thinks it will make Him happy when He comes back. And now and then doing little mischief that He allowed Her. Tormented and longing just for Him. Saving every taste she has just for her Master to taste

You're getting fucked by your father
By your own flesh an blood
You suffer torment
Ir suits him
Why does he do that?
Why is he doing that to you?
Is that his love?
Does it make him a man?
You're sickend at him
His saliva and his kisses
By his hand on your lap
By his hand on your breats
If that's his love
He's an idiot
If that's life
You desire death

You're crying in your pillow at night
You are afraid of him
Afraid, that he comes inside you
At his game
You can't deal with it
You can't defend yourself
You can't tell anyone
You're too ashamed

You're too young
Much too young
You're too young
Much too young, much too young
You don't know what happens
You don't know why
You wanna scream
But you stay mute

You're getting fucked by your father
By your own flesh an blood
You suffer torment
Ir suits him
Why does he do that?
Why is he doing that to you?
Is that his love?
Does it make him a man?
You're sickend at him
His saliva and his kisses
By his hand on your lap
By his hand on your breats
If that's his love
He's an idiot
If that's life
You desire death

You're crying in your pillow at night
You are afraid of him
Afraid, that he comes inside you
At his game
You can't deal with it
You can't defend yourself
You can't tell anyone
You're too ashamed

You're too young
Much too young
You're too young
Much too young, much too young
You don't know what happens
You don't know why
You wanna scream
But you stay mute

I confess that I�m the same dude from tthe thread about my anorexic boyfriend (when the fuck did that thread become about me instead of my lame boyfriend? Whatever) and I have a new story to tell.
I�ve recently started cheating on my worthless boyfriend with another anorexic kid. I mean, I cheat on him all the time but I�ve seen this new guy a couple times. He�s skinnier than my boyfriend and I fucking love sending pictures of his ribs and shit to my boyfriend to upset him. I straight up told him that I�m going to fuck whoever I want just because I know it hurts him, but I never imagined that I�d find someone who is totally on board for tormenting my boyfriend, too.

From when I started exploring bdsm I have always liked mind fuck and strict twisted Dom's and sadists. So few months ago I have met one on chat site and we started to play. It was fast falling down into ownership, fast moving on to another platform. Usually on that site when people play they only share half face pics and videos, but he kept on calling me and showed me his face, soon I have shown mine as well. We played and talked every day for a month. I got addicted to his voice and smile. Then he started on saying that and taking away hearing and seeing him. We took a break but he stayed in touch, at times being teasing and at times being rude if he notice I miss him. After a month he came back, with just giving a little bit, one voice message one pic of his hand, wanting something more casual, as to just be his fuck toy but then again he would come and we would just talk. Tormenting me without orgasm. And few days after we started again, and I accepted this wicked deal. He came to tell me that he doesn't know what he wants and that I should find someone to give me all I want and when I said I liked how things flow with him and that it gave taste of whole new world oppening. He told me " what a dream or a nightmare" and not to wait on him. It made me remember he once said how he love to keep me in dark and not complete. He also said he will delete contact we had but he didn't.. it makes me wonder should I be expecting him to be back or this will end up to be just torment until I really move on..

I think my Master should know next time he peeks here first how He made me happy finding that message this morning. And then He should know He owes me a kiss because wanting or not He have me very troubled with that painful desire for Him from tormenting task of passion He made then being without Him and then the other task and not having Him at all. My Lord if You could stop my troubles and just ease my desire for a bit and i promise I’ll be a good girl.. i do think even this troubled how to perk up my Master.. so could I please get that kiss. And yes very very desperate to misbehave, with You. You know how distracting it is when I don’t get my kiss and how i get silly and worried and then it’s all i can think about. So if i could get maybe i would misbehave better x
You do know how my desperate desire for You makes me very silly but lusty and You know both make me blush. 
please You have to get well soon ohhh i beg :p

My Master say i have very troublesome mouth, i get myself in trouble so fast without thinking my bad mouth just tease and then he use that against me.. the Sneaky Devil bite on me and give such little space to wiggle in his claws. This mission of whoring me started that way, we were just teasing my professor of art, with shameless teasing lines said to him and then few exposures, such as spilling hot coffee on my top and taking it off because coffee was so hot and exposing my pierced nipples. The task from my Master was.. restricted slut, just do what told and support if prof go for it but never initiate something really dirty, like sex or bj. Master knows how much his pet is into him and he likes well.. his nature likes humiliating those sensations and feeling then after taking care of it. It’s like a beast bite but then that beast knows the best what your wound is and who else is suppose to lick it to heal. And he likes sending me out to grab the sensations of being slut for him and whore, yet he is the only one who is able to make me feel that way. Or i always somehow sneak in under skin of man, or that’s about how little impact what others might say except my Lord have effect on me. So after that teasing where my Lord makes me sooo nervious because my teasing mouth are not used to do what they poke for, and my Master loves doing that, make cash what my ass wrote :p
So one day prof called me for some workshop work and i was suppose to stay the night, i was nervious about it because as said my Master instructed me to be a good girl and go with it if prof wants to use Master’s toy. Prof always had a thing for younger flesh and he is known by after having few drinks he gets blunt and very sexually provocative. And this pet knows her Master’s liking so long story a bit short, after some drinking and teasing when sitting next to prof he reached towards me and in few seconds i was down on my knees sucking him like Master’s good girl, doing everything my Master trained me to do, and dropped my phone down to record those sounds for my Master because he likes little things such as that when the other part is not into recording and showing their parts. It didn’t take long and i had prof burst into my mouth on my new tongue piercing that i did for my Master.. I saved few drops and when prof went for towel i took a pics of cum drops dripping down my chin. The adrenaline, the nervious sensations going through my head and body.. is something that it’s hard to explain along with humiliation i felt. Way older man and way bigger than me, and being sent and having someone with such control over me.. makes me feel really small, and my body ready for fight sort of way. Just that tense stay inside of me because my submission is soo big and strong that i just end up on my Lord’s feet and say yes Master. Wrapped in his lust and soo weak under his focused eyes on me. Master lust for his toy and perve on her, how am i not to be weak on that. Then after that i rush to speak with my Lord and the way my beast enjoys it doesn’t help either.. like i just want to open myself in such tender way for him to taste and make me struggle and suffer for him and feed his desires and fantasies.. the need is so strong that it lacks of words again, and i was thinking i am very skilled with my words.. but lately think how some things i feel have no words to be used or i have overcome them all with how he makes me feel.. after that prof friends came, two of them, one we call daddy hands and other one watcher. There is in other story where i mention daddy hands for those who follow.. so my Master had me keeping the teasing sexy chit chat with them, again throwing me to the wolfs.. asking about their fantasies and making sure this kind of situation happens again…
I was sitting next to daddy hands, and bit by bit my Master instructed me to have his hands creeping under my skirt, so i did, lifted my skirt a bit so he can see my harness leather leg thing, and it took his attention then when he lowered his hand on my knee i would move towards him and have that hand go more up and up then in one point just falling into the lust of my Master i had his hand under my skirt rubbing on my pussy. He was so confused and i was soo hunting because I had my Master being so excited with his slut, so i made him rub me few times trying others not to see.. heart in my throat from all that excitement where i try to hide it and the excitement for being such good girl for my Master.. that’s a rush i am addicted to.. hmm i miss my Master a bit today.. and gets hard to focus on filth when he is not around :p
Because the hunger and just that thought is overwhelming and soo powerful. After that they were gone and my Master went to sleep and then i get even more nervious.. idk what’s worse or having my Lord around when i whore for him in that same min or having him sleeping and then waiting to tell him all about it. When they were gone i was helping prof to clean table a bit and while passing next to each other he again reached for me and the conflict in my body and mind to stay still and not have a reflex to jump from him is another way of mind fuck that my Lord has gave me.. so i let it happen again.. he reaches and kiss me a bit then i turn while he make my dress slip and i face him with my back, helping my harness to slip down as well. Bend a bit and take his cock in my pussy. I never cum when my Master send me to whore for him, because in my mind there is such barrier, that it doesn’t allow me to cum, yet i cum so fast when my Master instruct me. I don’t feel the slight attraction for prof, the excitement i feel is only wrapped in tasks and acts and details my Master tell me to do and my slutty behavior but when it comes to other man i feel none. It didn’t take much and i felt him ready to cum so few drops in my pussy before he pulled out and came on my ass and back. I'll post pics from that evening one i managed to take. After that he offered to sleep in his bed in his room saying that his bed is very comfortable, so again i accepted because instructed to do so.. and my Master knows i hate that, spending the night when sent to whore.. luckily it was already soo late and soon it will be morning and then i can run home to my Lord so he claim back his toy. While in bed and just chit chatting about art after some time while having me there naked which comes in form of being soo exposed for long there is that tormenting sensation again where you are forced to stay still in burning fire.. he slide his hands over my naked body and pulled me closer again trying to go for a kiss.. and this third time was perhaps the most tormenting.. because it was more „nice“ more gentle where he didn’t penetrate me but i just rubbed his dick between my legs and pussy, making him cum, while he try's to pull me closer, such repulsive feelings sticking on my skin. And my head just screaming where i want to be in that moment, the reality of the moment can be so strong that no matter how much i try to imagine my Lord having me, it pulls you back to reality and creeping hands on me. But my Master trained his slut well, and he can bring that huntress mindset to me, so i just know i have to score a cum shot. And check my list of task. Then come home and tell my Lord Devil all the struggling i felt and crawl and beg for him. My Owner to claim me back and taste my tormented soul. M Lord tends to say he wants me to enjoy, partly he does, he have a bit of soul, but i know that nature i know his taste i know how much he enjoys my masochist struggle wrapped around him. And the fact that i’ll dance with him with smile even when it’s so humiliating at the end. Just admit it Devil :P

How crazy my Lord can make my head is also showing in fact I’m panicking when he leaves without saying good night. I keep thinking I said or done something wrong last night. Adding up to my torment. Addicted. Craving to please. Needy for You. Highly sad when I think that I’m not being good girl for my Lord. Begging You to not let me panic 

I do love missing my Master, i love giving that to Him.. without any price but also missing someone is very hard and very tormenting.. my perfect Master knows things about me and how to do with them.. I remembered that time I missed and He came to fuck my thoughts out and I freaked.. i long for them now i long for being able and it’s about my Master it’s about how His slave nature works.. i love being mold to His desires but my cold Master is it wrong that i would suffer either way but just need that rule of 7 days ohh i beg for even sooner but I know my Master is stubborn.. may I beg for sweeter struggle and suffering? I beg not to lose my privilege not to freak out.. i love begging my Master as well.. but the trickery is that my soul yearns for this and hope so much Master will give me to keep 

I know my Lord is resting. But can we please continue my Lord. Slave loves all my Master said and His attention and progress in dynamic. My body still feels You from the other night, sore and fucked like a little slut. Savoring every little bit of i, and praying for more. Please don’t take slave pleasure of pleasing her Lord, making His day in every way possible. Can we please walk the path we were walking, just like that. May I please be a happy tormented slave with Master’s attention and communication. The outfit was on point for slutty attention and to complete my task. So many eyes just sticking and wandering over my body, a full night of games and laughter and teasing.. just how Devil likes. And I wished You take me just right there all my slutty holes. No matter who is around begging for more. And multiple times, aching to be taken until I’m not able to move. Please let me worship my Lord, His boots that can bring pleasure and pain. I just always want to be Your good girl x
P.S. not alone to carry with my cleaning task tonight 
and toy is coming tomorrow