perverted-maso

I am a pervert, I have been so since a very young age. I will explain.

I was brought up in England in the sixties, at that time children were frequently beaten for the slightest reason, it was my case. My father was very strict, I got caned for the slightest error, I remember my first bare bottom caning when I was 6 years old. The ritual was always the same, I was made to strip naked, bend over and touch my toes, then Father thrashed my buttocks and thighs with a thin cane in front of my two sisters. But they didn’t escape either, they also were made to strip naked and were severely caned in front of me. As you can imagine, the canings were very painful at first but as I got older, I began to enjoy it, especially the humiliation of being naked and punished in front of my two older sisters (When I was 5, Julie was 7 and Anne was 8).

Dad used to make us stand naked with our hands on our heads in the middle of the lounge for 30 minutes after the punishment. By the time I was 9, I began to appreciate the flowering bodies of my sisters, at 11 and 12, their pussies were still hairless but they were beginning to grow small breasts, Every time they were punished and made to stand naked and crying in front of me, my little 9 year old cock got hard, same thing when I was punished and made to stand naked in front of them, I was really turned on and my prick was hard. That is where the exhibitionist side of my sexuality started. And then there was my uncle Peter.

I didn’t know about it, I discovered it when I was 9, that Peter had been abusing the two girls for years, he first started on Julie when she was only 3. Then, when I was 9, our parents had to go abroad for two months because of work so us kids were left in Peter’s care.

The day after our parents left, it was early on a Saturday morning, Peter woke us up roughly and ordered us to go down to the living room to stand with our hands on our heads. He came into the room, he was naked, his huge clean shaven cock was rock hard and stuck straight out in front of him. He was carrying a school cane which he swished in the air. He ordered us to strip naked, the girls were already sobbing and trembling, they knew what was to come. Peter put a high-backed chair in the middle of the room and ordered Julie to bend over it.

“We’re going to start the program for the next two months” Peter announced, “You will all be thrashed, 50 strokes each time, every morning before breakfast and every evening before you go to bed. You may suffer other beatings during the day depending on your behaviour and my whims. From now on, all three of you will stay naked at all times. And every day, I will invite friends of mine round to rape and abuse you all”

With that he raised the cane high and sent it crashing down across Julie’s tender buttocks, she screamed and squirmed around.

“Don’t you dare stand up bitch” Peter growled, “If you do I’ll double your punishment”

He continued to thrash her, buttocks and backs of thighs as she howled and squirmed in pain. My little cock hardened as I watched the welts raise up on her young, tender flesh, I loved the sound of her screams. When Peter had finished, he made her stand with her hands on her head facing the wall, she was sobbing, trembling, her bum and thighs covered in red and black bruises and welts, some bleeding. Then It was Anne’s turn. My cock hardened even more as I watched her get a savage beating, when it was over my tiny cock was rock hard. When Peter had finished, he made her stand facing the wall next to her sister. He turned to me. He saw that I had a hard on.

He grabbed my cock and squeezed it hard, I gasped.

“You liked seeing your sisters being beaten you filthy bastard” he said. He grabbed my balls and twisted them, I screamed in pain.

“Answer me cunt” he growled.

I was sobbing, trembling.

“Yes uncle” I replied.

He dragged me to the chair and made me bend over its back. He told my sisters to come and stand on either side of me to watch me being beaten.

“Because you’re a filthy pervert” Peter said, “I’m going to double your punishment, you’re going to get 100 strokes”

He told my sisters to hold me down by the shoulders, he raised the cane high and began to thrash me. I screamed in agony and twisted around as he whipped me using his full force. When he has delivered the 100 lashes, my buttocks and thighs were lacerated, covered in raised, bleeding welts. He told the girls to continue holding me down, he spread my bum cheeks and rammed his cock deep up my arse. I screamed. He made my sisters watch as he raped me savagely, in spite of the pain, my little cock stayed hard, I was revelling in the humiliation of being raped in front of the two girls. That is when my longing for humiliation started.

After Peter had spunked up me, he made Julie kneel between my legs and suck the spunk from my arse and he made Anne kneel to lick his cock clean. He got hard again and began to face fuck the little girl. When he had cum in her mouth, the doorbell rang. He sent Julie, still naked, to answer the door.

She returned with three men who stripped naked. Us kids gasped at the sight of their cocks, they were gigantic, very long and extremely thick. Two of them took the girls to one side, made them lay on the table with their legs spread wide and raped them brutally as they screamed in agony. The other guy made me kneel in front of him and face fucked me, he forced his huge cock deep down my throat, choking me, he spunked deep down my throat. When the other men had spunked up my sister’s cunts, I was made to suck the spunk out of them and swallow it all. For the next three hours, the three men raped us, whipped us and tortured us.

For the next two months, us kids were raped, beaten and tortured every day, Peter especially liked to torture my sisters’ cunts, he burnt their inner lips with cigarettes, pierced their tiny clits with red hot needles and slashed their lips with a razor. For me, he tied me to the table then got my sisters to suck my little cock until it was hard then he tied my cock and balls tightly to keep my cock erect. Then he got the girls to thrash my cock until it was black and swollen. That is where the desire to be punished and tortured by girls started. During that time, the girls were allowed to whip me every day, kick me in balls, I was made to drink their piss, sometimes from a glass, sometimes directly into my mouth.

Once our parents got back, of course we said nothing to them about what Peter had made us suffer. He continued to rape us from time to time but from then on I became my sisters’ slave. Every time our parents were out, they made me strip naked, they made me lick their pussies, they pissed in my mouth, they thrashed me with canes and tortured my little cock. I really loved it, my cock was always rock hard as they abused me. But it didn’t stop there, then there was at school.

Anne told all her friends about how I enjoyed being punished so the girls began to take to the playing fields at lunchtime to punish and humiliate we. They made me strip naked, the thrashed me with their belts, they spat on me, pissed on me and kicked me in the balls. Soon the older girl’s boyfriends joined in, they fucked me and made me suck their cocks as the girls watched, laughing and insulting. The word quickly spread round the school that I was an easy fuck and boys took me into the toilets during the morning and afternoon breaks to rape me. And soon, when I was 11, the word reached the gym teacher about me and what was going on. He had been told about me by a 16 year boy who he fucked regularly. One day, after a gym class, Mister Jones, (the gym teacher) told me to stay behind in the shower room when the other boys had gone. I was alone, naked, shivering when Mister Jones and the 16-year-old walked in. They made me stand under the shower and ran hot water all over my body while they stripped naked. They dragged me out of the shower, I was soaking wet, my skin was red from the five minutes spent under the almost boiling hot shower. As I sobbed with fear, they tied my wrists together and hung me from a pipe in the ceiling, my feet hardly touched the floor. They had brought heavy leather straps, they gagged me with my underpants then walked around me beating my body savagely from all angles with the straps as I screamed into the gag. They thrashed me for over ten minutes until my whole body was covered in black raised welts from me shoulders to my knees. Then they let me down, forced me to lie on a bench and Mister Jones raped me savagely with his enormous cock as the young stood watching and wanking. As Mister Jones spunked up my hols, the boy forced his cock into my mouth and spunked down my throat. Then they left me there, I was sobbing in pain, they were laughing. But I was really turned on, my cock was rock hard, before getting dressed, I wanked, I spunked into my hand and drank my own spunk. My masochism was now solidly printed into my sexuality and Mister Jones raped me and thrashed me regularly with the older boys.

When I was 14, I started to flash to young girls in parks. Being naked and beaten in front of my sisters since a very young age made me attracted to little girls. I started going to parks, I stripped naked in the bushes the jumped out and wanked in front of the young kids. At that time, I started to hang around public toilets which I knew were gay meeting points. I used to strip naked in a cubicle and wait until men came in to piss at the urinal, then I would come out of the cubicle and stand beside them stroking my cock. At that age, I was a beautiful boy, angel-faced, slim, small, tight firm buttocks and an already decent sized hairless cock (I started shaving it when I was 12, It was uncle Peter who introduced me to cock shaving). So, I got many takers, men loved my body and they would either fuck me in the cubicle or take me out into the bushes to rape me and make me suck them off and swallow their spunk.

At 18, I had moved out of home and had my own flat. My sisters still came to beat me and torture me, it was easier now that they didn’t have to wait until our parents weren’t there. They brought their boyfriends round as well to watch me being raped. At that time, in the seventies, there wasn’t internet so I used to advertise myself with photos of me naked in SM contact mags. I had many takers, men, women and couples, I received someone or travelled to them at least once a month. During that time I got many savage beatings and very severe torture, my limits were pushed further and further as time went by.

And it has continued all my life. I have had several long SM relationships in that time, on in particular when I was taken as a permanent live-in slave by two lesbians. They kept me prisoner for over six months, they tortured me brutally, burnt my balls, pierced my cock with red hot needles, slashed my whole body with razors and rubbed salt into the wounds, they made sleep naked and tied to a tree in the summer and lying in the snow in the winter. They hated men, they invited their other lesbian friends to torture me and humiliate me, they finished by cutting off my nipples very slowly and they made me eat them. In the end, they wanted to castrate me but at 40 years old, I wasn’t ready so I said no and they threw me out. Today I’m ready to be castrated, very slowly and as painfully as possible.

So that has been my life as a pervert. I still search men, women and couples to torture me, I still flash to young girls and touch them up on buses and trains. I love being naked in public, wanking in front of women, their laughter and insults really turn me on !!!

So, if any one wants to deal with me … NO LIMITS … please contact me soon.