Thinking about its next rape

Cunt was super horny today. Squirming and moaning from the frustrating horniness at times, the constant stimulation of the plug in its cunt, tingling teats that were craving for some attention. It made cunt feel whorish and needy, its body trembling from the horny energy and submissive feelings. So pleasurable, frustrating, and anxious at the same time, and making it feel like a controlled horny slave. Thinking about how it will be when it is put into permanent chastity, as it knows Master plans to do. 

What also went through cunts head was how Master pictured it with a closed hood, fucking THE IMPALER long and hard using its fuck bench, and in pain, from the clamps cunt is constructing for its cock and balls, and teat clamps. In surrender to the pain and the experience of self-rape, in the knowledge that it needs to; needs to because it exists to please its Master as a horny piece of flesh suffering for His horny pleasure. Master was picturing cunt with ear pieces playing its own horny sounds mixed with sounds of heavy sessions that other slaves are undergoing. Placing it even further into that dark world of experience and of understanding its place, understanding what its existence is about, identifying with these other slaves that also exist to be tortured and humiliated.

Cunt is looking forward to its next rape. The horniness and the humiliation and discomfort of lengthy riding on THE IMPALER, under direction of its Master, not in control of the speed or duration, having that fat dildo slide deep inside time again in a way independent of what it may (still) find enjoyable.