Just a gimp or two
Gimp 2: My new experiment, it thinks it is in it for the short term but can I convince it to go as deep as gimp one or even deeper? Could I even convince it to agree to 24/7 and allow me to sell it to someone else? Time will tell. Gimp 1:A journey of a girl becoming just a gimp. As her Master objectifes her nullifying everything that makes her human. Using pain, humiliation, extreme brain washing and isolation. It is just a gimp now. It has no identity. No past or future. This is its life. It will live for Him as a faceless void living in endless darkness. it obeys. It worships. it suffers. it is His punching bag and torture device. it has no will no choices or decisions. It purpose is to serve Him and His cock. There is no return to a normal life for it. It no longer can be human. It is now less.... a worth less fuck thing... Less then even a sub creature. Fuckmeat, fuck puppet, fuck object... Just holes in a suit. And for it, this is the a joyful life one it was born for.
Punished
Last night this gimp broke a rule. It spoke. Just one word but it was enough. Punishment would be harsh.
Its Lord tried it face up on a table putting its legs up on a block and tying them down. He then lay out his canes around ten, each one different sizes or made from different woods.
Then he began to beat the soles of its feet. The aim was for maximum pain and temporary crippling. It would be days if not weeks before it would be able to stand.
Bastinado is jarring. It's as if the pain travels to every part of its body. All its joints grind together as its nerves scream with pain. Some cultures believe that reflex points in your foot are connected to a part of your body, even your organs. To this gimp it felt. Like that. As if He was inside beating it.
It screamed.
It sobbed.
The pain took away all thought and stripped it till it was a mindless thing.
Finally it was untied and pulled to is feet again and again. Each time more agony then the last.
At last it was allowed to collapse, shaking uncontrollably.
It realised that He was waiting. It crawled to him and kissed His boots. Its face still wet with tears. Its feet feeling like burning nails were being driven into them.
He showed it was forgiven by allowing it deep throat His cock.