Fantasy confession.
When I first became a slave, 3 years ago, I thought, that I enjoyed bondage as much as I could. That has changed so much. When I first started I didn't crave it all the time. There's not a second of a day that I don't wish I was bound or even just had my collar on. I even now love to have pain inflicted on me. I have recently discovered my love for punching.
Back to the fantasy confession part...
My fantasies go in circles and this week we're on the gangbang. But these days it's not just your everyday gangbang. I'm always bound and hung as the men have their way with me and then I'm turned into their human punching bag. They continue to beat on me until I black out when they're done they leave me hanging until I am unable to breath any longer and die.
