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TOTAL DOMINATION
I have trained over 30 women. The exact number is hard to determine.
Almost every woman I ever had a relationship with was trained in some
way. It wasn't always a formal training session kind of thing. Some
of them probably didn't even realize what I was doing to them. You
see, I have always had a sort of natural ability to see the hidden
submissive desires in many women. They didn't always realize that
they had these deep desires to be dominated. Any conscious
thought that this is what they wanted and needed to be done to them
would have terrified them. They were "good girls" who knew that
sex was really a dirty thing. They needed to be forced to perform
all the degrading humillating acts they craved subconsciously.
Naturally they knew that they must them be punished for their acts
of perversity. They had been "bad girls" by acting like sluts. To
avoid guilt feelings they could not deal with they needed me to
force them to do these things and then punish them for doing it.
What I made them do, and what punishments I inflicted on them
was as diverse as their many fantasies and secret needs. All were
unique and at different levles of submission. What make it exciting
for me was, that in each case, the woman was pushed to her own
personal limits. Each was completely used, humilliated, and
punished to the same psycological and mental state. You see, I
truly believe that attitude is the most important thing. It is as
satisfying for me to take a married woman with a loving husband and
children who would never cheat on them and turn her into a cock
sucking, cum eating slut twice a month as to take a true slave and
torture her to her limit. Domination is a psychological emotion as
is submission.
I need a submissive, and a submissive needs me, but since the
submissive is the one to really set the limits, who is really in
control? So much for the pslychology of S/M.
In addition to these informally trained women, there have been 13
women who I have had formal training sessions with. I have also
conducted training sessions with men. NO I am not gay or bi. These
men were usually either the husband or boy friend of the woman.
That was a long answer to your question, but I hope it answers it
and explains what type of a dominant I am. Oh, I almost forgot, the
the youngest was 17, unless you count the 15 year old daughter that
was brought to me by a mother who I was training. We will get into
all of these in time.
The informal training involved forced exhibitionism, oral sex, anal
sex, gay sex, animal sex, public sex, mild breast disipline, mild
pussy punishments, mild whippings, spankings, gang bangs, and fake
rapes. The formal sessions included all of these things to a much
greater degree as well as piercings, tattoings, brandings, prosti-
tution, needles, electrical shocks playing human toilet, and forced
pregnancy. Some of these were for the hard core who didn't care what
happended to them as long as SERIOUS permanent damage wasn't done.
These will probably interest you the most, however you might be
surprised at what some of the "normal" women allowed me do to them.
The 17 year old was my first experience. It was her's too. I was
19 and in my first year of technical college. She was a senior in
the high school I graduated from. I never had paid any attention to
her before I graduated, which is really not surprising. She played
clarinet in the band, had short brown hair, wore glasses, was an honor
society member, and very religious. All of this was an advantage for me.
She had never dated and was very pleased at the attention I showed her.
She had no idea what sex was all about and was eager to be tought.
Living such a sheltered life, she had no idea what was considered
right or wrong. She felt that if I loved her anything I had her do
to please me was fine. Of course she knew that some things were
considered forbidden, but then so was sex. It was all a part of
the same thing.
She took to sucking my cock almost immediately. From the first
time she greedily swallowed every drop of cum. I don't think she
ever got over her love of cock sucking. It was her first sexual
experience. The first time I fucked her, it was in her own bed in
her family's house. She had no idea what I was doing to her and
felt very little except some numbness. That soon changed. Now that
she would suck me any time or any place it was easy to get her to
strip and fuck me in the same way. I was still living at home, so
every weekend when her parents went away I would go over. I would
have her strip and stay naked the entire time they were gone.
She would suck my cock for hours and I fucked her in every room of
that house on every piece of furnature and in every position. When
I would tire I had her masturbate for me using her fingers, dildoes,
carrots, sausages, and anything else I thought would fit in her. She
loved it all. By now she knew that these were not normal activities,
but was too hooked on the thrill of it all to care.
She loved to see how close she could come to getting caught, like
staying naked until her parents were about to come in the front door
and then racing to the bathroom to finally get dressed, leaving
in her cunt whatever she had been using to amuse me and herself.
When I would take her out and bring her home late at night I would
make her strip in the car, if she was still dressed, and make her walk
to the front door and go in naked. She would get so excited sometimes
that her legs would get so weak she could hardly walk and her hands
would shake so bad she could hardly get the key in the lock. She was
addicted to the excitement of forbidden sex by now. Our dates all
turned into sexual adventures. Before going out to a party or public
event, she would suck my cock and I would shove something in her cunt.
I used golf balls, round stones, hot dogs, dildoes, both our class
rings, and really almost anything that would fit. This worked for a
while, but it began to become too common. She said that she wanted
something that she could really feel all the time it was there.
It was then, about a year later, that we agreed that she needed some-
thing to prove that she was mine and would do anything for me.
It wasn't a formal slave/master thing, but there was no doubt that
that was what it was. I started writing words like slut, whore, cock
sucker, fuck me, and cunt on her body in permanent marker. I started
making her wear more and more revealing cloths when we went out. She
loved that, especially when I outlined the word with scratches from
the point of a needle. She said that she could really feel the words
and that turned her on. During the summer after her graduation I
taught her to strip on command, enjoy the discomfort of wearing large
dildoes while in public, and accepting
the use of butt plugs while in public. By the time fall arrive she
had to leave for college. She was no dummy remember, national honor
society. She had been offered a scholarship to Ohio State University,
but turned it down to attend another college thirty miles from home.
This was so that her training could continue on the weekends. She was
now used to being used in some way almost every day. She was afraid of
having to wait for five or six days.
She wanted to spend her last weekend at home with me and do something
that she could remember until she saw me the next weekend. Friday night
I picked her up at 7:30 PM to drive to the city about 45 miles away to
have dinner and watch a midnight movie. I told her to wear her sheer-
est white blouse and a skirt with the buttons up the front. Under this
she wore nothing but the satin garter belt and opra length hose that
her parents knew nothing about. I also had brought her a new outfit
that she would possibly see later. When I arrived her parents were just
leaving for the evening and she was still in her room pretending to get
ready. She had to wait for them to leave before she could come out.
They would have been shocked to see how their daughter looked. By now
her hair had grown and looked quite nice, she had gotten contact lenses,
and her breasts had developed beautifully. This could be seen quite
well as they swayed behind the nearly transparent blouse. Her nipples
were clearly outlined and it was obvious she was quite excited. Her
makeup was just short of whorish. She was ready, or at least almost.
I opened the top three buttons of her blouse which showed an indescent
amount of cleavage and breast. Next I unbuttoned the front of her
skirt to a point half way up her thigh. Not quite enouth to show the
tops of her nylons. I made her walk for me, swaying her hips and gigg-
ling her tits. She was wearing something new a beautiful pair of 5 inch
spiked heels. I made her sit and practice crossing and uncrossing her
legs. This was to be her first out of town evening of exhibitionism and
she was primed and ready. It was a mild evening for September, but more
than enough to bring her nipples to attention. We had often discussed
attaching cloths pins to them but had not reached that point in our
pain training. That night would change all of that. As soon as we got
in the car, I reached into the glove compartment a pulled out a new
vibrating dildo. It was 10 inches long 4 inches around. In addition to
vibrating it had a corkscrew movement and was equipped with a remote
control that would allow me to control its movements. When she saw the
size and movement of the thing her eyes nearly popped out of her head.
She looked at me with her lips parted and licked them with her tongue.
"Spread 'em" I commanded her, and she immediately did. It was a snug
fit. She moaned all the time I was working it into her. The entire
drive was one of moans and pleese for me to either stop or never stop.
I had to stop after only 10 miles to get a towel to put under her to
soak up her juices. She was more turned on than I had ever seen her.
Since she had never exhibited herself like I was going to make her that
night I decided to take her out for a few drinks before dinner. I
already had the picked out. It was a go-go place just on the edge of
town. I knew the man that ran the place and knew that he would serve us
if she did what I told her to do. I planned on having her ready by the
time we got there. When I told her of my plans, to stop by for a drink
she was in no state to question me. She was approaching another orgasm
when I turned off the dildo. She almost screamed. I teased her and
asked what she was willing to do to have me turn it on again. "Oh God!
ANYTHING!!", she panted. I turned it on and then off again. "anything?"
I ask her. Even though she knew she was being pushed to something she
had never done before she said "Oh PLEASE! I'LL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU"
I turned it on again As her climax was building again I told her that
when she went into that bar I wanted her nipples to be swollen and so
sensitive that the fabric of her blouse slidding across them would
be a sweet discomfort. She just closed her eyes in response, but her
nipples hardened a little more at the thought.
I told her to open the glove compartment. She did and found two spring
loaded clothespins. I told her to open her blouse which she did with
trembling fingers. I had her take a clothespin in each hand. As she
sat staring at them I stopped the dildo. Her eyes closed and her hips
bucked. "Put one on each nipple" I told her. She opened one and moved
it toward her right nipple and stopped. I turned on the vibrator for a
few seconds and stopped. "NOW!" I ordered her. The right one went on
immediately. Her whole body tensed, but she made no move to take it off.
She quickly attached to other one and released the deep breath she had
been holding. "OOOOOOHHHHH! GOOOOODDD!" she moaned, "It hurts do damn
good". "Please fuck me with that damn thing!"
We got to the bar and parked in the lot. Nobody was around, but that
would not have stopped her from having the most violent orgasm she had
ever experienced. She slumped in the seat for 5 minutes before she
was even able to ask if she could remove the cloths pins. I smiled
and told her yes. She winced again as each one came off and the blood
rushed back into them. "I never knew it could do that to me like that,"
she croaked. "How do they feel now," I ask her. "Deliciously sensi-
tive and throbbing". I told her I was going on in and that when she was
recovered to button her blouse the way it had been, fix her makeup, and
come in and join me. About ten minutes later I sat sipping my drink,
she came strutting in. Even though there were 3 semi nude women pran-
cing on stage she got the attention of most of the men there. She had
the look of a woman who just been fucked and was ready for more. I
explained to her that since we were under age I had promised the bar
tender that he could join us for a drink and that she was to do exactly
as she was told.
A look a mixed fear and excitement showed in her eyes. The bartender
came over and I introduced Linda to him as my submissive little sex
slave. After he had looked her over hungerly, staring at her tits which
made her blush, he decided to move us to a more secluded both to the
rear of the bar.
Ted, the bartender, started talking to me about her as if she wasn't
there. He was about 10 years older than me and had been into domin-
ation for several years. We discussed how fast she had learned to
submit to me and how she responded to all kinds of sexual stimulation
and punishment. I explained to him how she had just experienced her
first training with pain involving cloths pins on her nipples and how
I was planning on forcing her to exhibit herself in a restaurant tonight
and then take her to see her first S/M movie.
He looked at her and then back at me. "Are her nipples still swollen and
tender?" he ask. I reached over and opened the fourth button on her
blouse. She didn't move, but she began to flush and her breath came
faster. "Take a look" I invited Ted. He didn't hesitate to slide his
hand between her blouse and distended nipple. "Gee, you hang a coat on
those suckers." As he brushed the back of his hand against it she sucked
in her breath and bit her lower lip. "Yea, it seems as if they're still
a bit sensitive" he chuckeled. "You'll have to work on toughening them
up a bit for any serious work." He was getting into this now and didn't
want to miss her first experience and forced exhibitionism. He suggested
we say there. He knew that the cops wouldn't be around that night, and
where better to show her off but in a go-go bar. It would be a real
experience for her. I had to agree. It was obvious that Ted didn't
want to let her out of his sight. He even sent one of his waitresses out
to bring us back something to eat. Linda said that she was too nervous
to eat so Ted and I decided to start the fun.
Since we had arrived, the place had really filled up. Many of the men
hadn't seen us arrive or noticed Linda sitting in the back. While they
were all watching a hot act on the stage, we had Linda slip out the back
door. A minute later, she re-entered in the front. She walked ner-
vously in, flashing a lot of thigh and all but bursting the material of
her blouse with her nipples. She had a glazed look in her eyes and she
told me later that her cunt was almost dripping from the way the men
turned to look at her.
She found an empty table on a raised area accross the stage from us.
She sat down facing us and slowly crossed her legs. The skirt split to
within 6 inches of her cunt. We had a drink sent to her. Not the
usual weak one, but a good double. Her instructions were to let any-
thing be done to her and to do anyting except leave with someone. Before
very long, two guys about 40 in suits and loose ties walked up and sat on
each side of her. They bought her another drink and seemed to be urging
her to finish the one she had. I had only planned on watching, but I
was getting frustrated wondering what they were saying. When she had
finished her first drink and started the second I got up and wandered
over.
I pretended not to be able to find a seat so I ask if I could join them.
Before the men could tell the kid to get lost Linda said "sure, the more
the merrier." I sat down promising not to disturb them and pretended to
watch the stage. I heard her explain that her boyfriend was supposed to
meet her there, but had called and said he was having trouble with his
car and would be an hour or so late and she was afraid he wouldn't come
at all. A friend had dropped her off. That is what I had told her to
say. The guys were too busy with her to notice that I had started wat-
ching them. One said "Ge, that's to bad kid," as he put his had on her
knee and slid it up her thigh. This was the first time Linda had ever
had another man touch her. She glanced at me and I smiled and nodded.
The other man had one arm around her neck and the other hand on the
table in front of her. They guys were discussing the how rotten her
boyfriend must be for leaving her in a place like that, but they were
both watching her nipples out of the corner of their eyes. I motioned
for her to lean forward. When she did, her right tit came down oh the
guys hand. While I asked her if she wanted another drink, the hand
rolled over and cupped the free swinging tit. She moaned softly and
accepted the drink. The hand followed her till she was sitting up
again. It gave a gentle squeeze before leaving. He looked at the other
guy and they both finished their drinks and called for the waitress.
When the waitress got there I had Linda lean over again to ask what
she wanted. This time two hands were waiting for her. When the waitress
left she was still bent over the table so I reached ut and unbuttoned
that fourth button. This time when she straightened up the blouse fell
open and and slightly away from her body. I could see a lot of cleavage
from the front, but I knew that from the side, the men could see almost
a complete tit.
The men were becomming a little drunk and very turned on. They couldn't
believe her willingness to be groped, and weren't sure how far to push
their luck. They must have felt it was because of her boyfriends rejec-
tion and her lack of ability to hold her liquor. Things slowed down
during that drink. Linda left for the ladies room. While she was gone
I decided to get things rolling a little. The guys had had enough to
drink to go along with almost anything. We had another round of drinks
waiting when she returned. I got up to help her with her chair and slid
her under the table far enough for her tits to be over it. I sat direc-
tly opposite her to block the view of the bar.
The men reached inside her blouse and started rubbing her tits. I slid
my hand over and opened the fifth button. The men pulled her blouse out
of her skirt and I opened the last button. Linda's blouse was now
hanging from her shoulders. The only thing covering her excited breasts
were these two strangers hands. Linda looked me straight in the eyes and
whispered "Yess". This time Ted brought us our drinks. Since I had
moved, he could no longer get a good view. He saw what was going on and
how turned on Linda was.
He left and came back with three beers. "Pleasure must be paid for with
punishment" he told me. Then he took each beer and slowly poured them
over Linda's head. "Does that cool you down any you little cunt?" The
guys laughed, but Linda seemed more excited than before. Her blouse was
now soaked and clinging to her body. "I love a wet woman," one of them
said. "Is she REALLY wet?" I ask. Linda, despite her condition looked
really surprised that I would suggest her cunt get the same attention
as her breasts. This had already gone further that we either had
thought possible. But we were both too far gone to stop now.
I reached under the table and pushed her chair back with my foot. Her
legs were still crossed. I called Ted over. My words seemed to come
from a distance as I said to him "how much can we get away with in here
tonight?" He looked at Linda. "You already have more of an audience
than you realize. These are all pretty much regulars in here now and
they have seen some pretty outrageous things done in here. You could
probably get her gang banged, whip her, even torture her a little if
they thought she liked it or deserved it. We get a lot of bikers and
their old ladies in here and those things have happened." Linda had
beem listening to all of this. She was not ready for gang banging or
public torturing and whipping yet. It excited her but even this might
be too much for her to accept tomorrow morning. I was pushing her
and neither of us knew where her limits were. "Do you trust me Linda?"
"Yes", she told me. "But make it good. I may enjoy it and want more,
orit may be the wildest thing you ever made me do ONCE." Over the
butterflies in my stomach I started.
"Stand up Linda." She stood. Proud, with her breasts stuck out.
"Take off that blouse." She did. The song ended and I was aware that
the dancers as well as all the drinkers were watching. I moved away so
everybody could see. "Take off your skirt." She was now naked except
for her nylons, garter belt, and heels. Ted handed me some adjustable
nipple clips with small weights attached. I handed them to Linda.
"Put these on cunt!" I was a little surprised. She grabbed them and
quickly attached one to each nipple. The weight of the swinging lead
sinkers only stretched her nipples a little and it was obvious she had
enjoyed the clothespins earlier.
"Bounce them cunt." She did, swinging them and letting them pull her
poor nipples and tits in all directions. "When she can swing them like
that she needs more weight," Ted said handing me what felt like 10 pounds
of lead sinkers with small snap clips on them. "Just add them till she
can't swing them around." I did. After I had three attached to each
clip, the clip slipped off her nipple along with a small shriek from her.
"You gotta make the clips tighter to hold more wight," Ted told me. He
adjusted the one that fell off and pulled the other from her nipple.
Another small scream, but no protest when they were firmly re attached.
I got a total of five on each clip before tears started rolling her
cheeks and it was obvious that any movement was extremely painful. "Are
you slave enough to keep them on?" I ask. She nodded. "Stand on the
table so we can all see you."
She very carefully stepped on a chair and then put one leg on the table.
She stood tall and proud. I was very impressed with her and a little
surprised. I had never known she would enjoy it this much. We were both
in a kind of a haze. "Spread you legs." "Spread your lips and show us
all your cunt." Again she showed now hesitation. Everyone could see how
slimy her hole was and how turned on this made her. I heard several
comments on how well I had trained the little slut, cunt, slave, piece,
and all sorts of other names. She seemed to love beihg called those
names and smiled a little thrugh her tears.
"Masturbate for us." She shamelessly started rubbing her clit and
sticking her fingers deep inside her pussy. She only paused briefly
to put her fingers to her mouth to lick them clean and then continued on
to 2 climaxes. Then I made her stop. "Jump off the table!" She must
have forgotten the clips and weights. She jumped and immediately
screamed very loud and her poor nipples and breasts were pulled cruely.
Her hands flew to her nipples, but she made two fists and just sort of
moaned till the worst of the pain went away.
She got a round of applause for this. That was one hell of a sadistic
bar crowd. The two guys we had been sitting with were the only ones to
look a little concerned. I explained what she was to me, and thanked
them for helping her get started. I ask them if they would like to fuck
her face. They looked at each other still unsure. "Linda, beg them."
She was really ready now. "Please guys, I need your big hard cocks
pounding down my throat. I need your come shooting cum in my mouth
and over my face. I beg you to fuck my face." They were convinced.
I had them all go to the stage. I had Linda get on her knees and hold
her ankles with her hands. The guys didn't last long, but they gave her
face a real pounding. Both of them managed to shoot their load deep down
their throat. Too bad. The crowd wanted to see it running from her mough.
Ted volunteered. He did a magnificent job. He pulled out just before
he came and shot a huge load all over her face. Now I ask her "Would you
like to get fucked?" "Oh, God yes! I will do anything to get your big
cock in my cunt. I mean ANYTHING."
This had all gone much further than I had planned and as much as I wanted
to really test her limits, I was just to horny to resist fucking her and
didn't know what else to do to her. I had her go to one of the tables
in the back and lay on her back with her cunt at the edge of the table.
It was just the right height for me to slide in. I opened my fly, pulled
out my throbbing cock, and slowly slid it all the way into her dripping
cunt. Part of the crowd came over to watch and urge "the little slut"
on. The rest went back to drinking and the girls started dancing again.
I didn't last as long as I would have liked to, but still by the time I
had filled her with cum so that it was dripped down her ass, she had come
four times. When I pulled out she reached down and got herself off a
fifth time.
When I finally took the clips off of her nipples, she screamed as the
blood rushed back into them. And then she fainted. Ted and I carried her
to the stock room and laid her on the floor. When we went back out we
invited all the guys to go in and jack off on her if they wanted to.
I sat drinking for about an hour before the stockroom door opened and
Linda stuck her head out. She asked for something to put on. She was a
mess. Obviously several men had accepted my invitation. Her hair was
matted with dried come. There was cum in her eye brows and eye lashes.
It was dried all over her body. And her nipples were swollen and red.
You could see where the teeth on the clips had dug in.
She ask where the ladies room was. I told her that it was only for
ladies, and she was obviously a used slut not a lady. She had to piss
she moaned. You need a bath too, I told her. "I thought you would
like me this way" she teased me. It was obvious that she did.
"Well, you can't get in my car that way," I told her. "Hey Ted," I
called. "How can we clean this cunt up?" I yelled accross the bar.
"Take her out back and hose her off" he yelled back. "She has to piss
first" I told him. "She can do it out back and we can all watch" he
replied. "It's cold out there!" Linda said. "Only about 60. You'll
survive" I told her.
A group of men followed us out to watch. "Ok, Piss away" I told her.
She couldn't go. "Warm running water sometimes helps," suggested Ted
"and I've got a bladder full to contribute." Ted pulled out his cock
and aimed a steady flow of hot steaming piss right on Linda's cunt.
Several other men, including me followed his lead. Some stood on boxes
so they could send their stream, across her tits and on her hair. I
took careful aim and slashed mine right in the middle of her face. She
closed her eyes, but I ordered her to open her mouth. She slowly parted
her lips and I aimed my stream there. I watched her throat constrict as
she swallowed. That turned me on, and as my cock got hard the flow
stopped. If she would drink my piss, I was going to have to teach her
to lick my ass. That was a fantasy I had always had.
When every one had drained themselves on her we watched as a stream of
yellow steaming piss ran out of her and down her legs. As soon as she
was done her face showed relief and her eyes were still closed. That is
when Ted turned on the hose. Her eyes flew open and so did her mouth.
It was an incredible shock to her system. She shook and shivered vio-
lently, but stood and took it in silence. I made her drip mostly dry,
and then gave her bar towel to dry off with. Back in the bar she bor-
rowed a sweater and had a cup of coffee to warm up. I ask her if this
was the "wildest thing I made you do once" that you mentioned earlier
or do you want more, I teased her. "God, I never knew I could get to
hot by being your submissive slut. I REALLY would have done anything
you told me to. I was ready to fuck and suck every man in this place.
I am a little embarrased sitting here now almost naked, but it is
exciting and if you were to rip this sweater off of me now I would be
ready again."
I was still a little paranoid about what we had done in a public bar
and didn't want to push our luck too far that night. I thought that it
would be a good time to leave. Linda ask for her cloths and Ted
brought them over in a plastic garbage bag. Linda looked confused.
"They got all covered with beer and are still wet, smelly, and sticky,"
he explained. "Well," I smiled, "I guess you are going to give them one
last show." I pulled the sweater off of her and said "let's go."
She put on her heels, handed me the bag, and stood up tall and proud.
"Let's go" she said. She strutted through the bar and out the door all
the way to the car. I opened her door and she got in. By the time I
went around and got in my side, she had grabbed the special dildo,
rammed it into her cunt, and turned it on. It was on high and her
fingers were busy on her clit. "I told you I would be ready again if
you made me take off that sweater" she said. She stayed naked fucking
herself with the dildo all the way home. She also spent a lot of time
with her head in my lap with a mouth full of cock. I came twice down
her throat and she never missed a drop. When we got to her house, she
reluctantly took the dildo out of her cunt and put it back in my glove
compartment.
All the lights in the house were out. She got out of the car and I
walked her into the garage. She was going to have to slip in through
the kitchen, creep down the hall to her room, and hide the bag of clothes.
All Naked. She was so nervous and cold that she was shaking too bad to
put the key in the lock. To calm her down and warm her up, I made
her grab on to the steel support pole in the middle of the garage.
I made her slide her hands down it as she bent over and stuck her ass out.
I opened my fly, pulled out my cock, and slid it into her for the second
time that night. This time it lasted longer. I slowly screwed her and
teased her with my cock for 30 minutes, until her legs almost gave out
and then filled her cunt with another load of cum. Now she had to hold
that inside her in addition to sneaking in. I opened the door for her,
gave her one last kiss, and tweaked each nipple. We made arrangements
to go out Saturdayafternoon, and I left.
I hope you enjoy this. It is a true story. Linda is very real and every-
thing I have described really happened. Linda was my first wife. If you
would like to her more about how I trained her and why we are no longer
married let me know. I can skip her and go on to others. I do feel,
however that you might enjoy hearing about her particular interests.
She wasn't much into pain, but did enjoy being exhibited, disciplined,
humiliated, gang banged, and used in any way sexually.
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