And now the Brainwashing Lesbian Room.
My name is Karla, Karla, Karla, and I’m a Lesbian FuckSow Slave. I don't know what time it is but I guess it's daytime, I don't know what day I live either. I don't know if it's been days or weeks since I've been here, but I guess at least a month and a half because my hair has grown out, it already has bangs at least. I can't complain about how I live in this room to make myself a lesbian sex slave, submissive, humiliated. I eat very well, but I am beginning to understand why I eat as in a recognized Michelin star type restaurant.
I am in a 4 x 4 meter room, right with a single bed almost in the center. On one side is the door that leads to the hallway and on the other the automatic door that opens for the bathroom and shower. I am not imprisoned, or kidnapped, or forced. I willingly accept all because I want to be the best sex toy for other women, girls, MILFs and even older granny women. I want nothing more than to be her doll, broken or not, it doesn't matter.
All the walls of the room are upholstered including the ceiling. Everything is coated, there is not a free inch. Everything is covered with photos from porn magazines, from porn magazines of lesbians fucking in the most different situations. There is everything ... In the middle of all the photos, on the four walls, there are four screens, one on each wall, HD, which project to me all the time, 24 hours, videos of lesbians fucking and cumming like crazy. Those screens are huge 75-inch, high-resolution screens.
Both the photos on the walls and the perpetual videos on the screens always show girls with girls, ALL THE TIME. Never a man, never sissy slaves but only all-girl. I see them, photos and videos, from when I wake up until I sleep, from when I eat until I think. All the time I hear them and I see them fucking, cumming, moaning, whimpering, screaming with pleasure. When I sleep, the sound lowers but never disappears: all the time I am bombarded by the infinite pleasure between women, with light touches or disgusting moments of submission from one to the other, from slight domination to continuous pain caused by the Mistresses to their slaves. Like I said, there is everything you can dream of.
18 year old schoolgirls in uniform, who look cute and innocent and how they are conquered by slightly older girls who pervert them by making them discover the delights of lesbian love, or girls in uniform who fuck each other after classes, even in school orgies in the school or out of it, studying and then wallowing. The freshness of these bodies catches my attention, young breasts, freshly shaved pussies available to be licked by classmates and teachers. But schoolgirls are also punished when there are fouls, they are taught to be submissive by spanking, spanking, and even whipping. They all succumb and become submissive always.
I also see adult women and some older women. Here things change. They kiss passionately, they meet when their husbands work, or they are executives who in their free time fuck left and right. They appear abusing secretaries or abused by maids, with beautiful submissive things such as licking and cleaning mud shoes of their Mistresses (sometimes the schoolgirls) and - surely they know that my Mistress Gabriela likes that - they suck and suck on the high heels of those shoes with adoration, concentrated, showing their tongues in them or putting them in their mouth deeply, in ecstasy of humiliation and lesbian degradation, because EVERYTHING, ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING, HAPPENS ONLY BETWEEN WOMEN.
Rough, ruthless lesbian situations also appear. Girls or executives or maids tied up like frogs or sows for slaughter, with gagballs in their mouths, with or without masks, with or without covered eyes. Tied hands behind the back or with those long leather gloves beyond the elbows, with the elbows precisely pressed against each other that make the breasts of the submissive slaves stand out - as I want to be. Then the ropes that go from the feet to the neck and shoulders, tight so that the girls' bodies are arched, some with more or less pain in their back. Thus, some with pleading or teary eyes from humiliation, others in the ecstasy of lesbian degradation. And the Mistresses with the eyes and the satisfied smiles of those who play with their slaves like broken dolls that impose their will and desire on the broken bodies of their voluntary slaves, some with fear of pain and others truly addicted to pain in all their forms.
There are also parts dedicated to breasts and pussies, in great close-ups. The breasts are pricked, twisted, sucked, bitten by the hands and mouths of other women, some discovering how delicious it is to fondle them or even torture with needles inserted in them and even thin screws that go deep through the nipples, where the pain It is assumed by the slaves as a tribute to their Mistresses (and hidden lesbian pleasure for them). Pussies and clits are licked, sucked and sucked with love and frenzy by the slave girls; sucked and bitten with dominance by the Mistresses who humiliate and degrade their lesbian slaves. It is a moment where the groaning concerts of the cumming of all of them are heard even louder.
Many dominating insults against submissive women are also heard in the situations of fucking between women, amid spitting in the face of the latter. "PUTA, Whore, pathetic whore, my little whore, posh, slut, miserable worm, dragged and trembling worm, moron, stupid and the very Mexican daughter of the chingada, of your chingada mother, chingadera, reputisima mother" and others that occur to them.
I soon noticed that on the four screens, sometimes in special moments, there were no videos but live actions played. They let me see what was happening outside, at the end of the hall, where the blank space with mirrors was, Yes, I saw what was happening there at the end of the long corridor that was lighting up.
I know something outside is going to happen outside because the lights in the room are dimmed but the sound stays as it is and does not diminish. There are four cameras, two of general bodies and two of details / close-ups. What I have seen have only been general and distant shots, as if nothing else were passed to me so that I did not see well who it was. There is always a very thin girl, very attractive in her thinness, who attracts my glances because of that, small breasts, long legs, small hips, but all of her harmonious and attractive: she is a bitch, asshole, true daughter of a mean bitch, whose domination overflows sadism. She is dedicated to dominating and tormenting women older than her, already in her late 40s and early 50s, some very attractive executive types and others hams, her favorite victims.
Her trainer is a 35-year-old woman in full bloom of her Mexican-type beauty, similar to Victoria Ramírez / Vicki Chase if not herself. She teaches her whipping, candle wax on body, bdsm ties until almost breaking the spine of the slaves, to torture their tits with ropes and needles. One specialty that Vicki taught the little girl was how to force the hams to wear ballet boots to destroy their feet and insteps just by standing, let alone trying to walk with them. But after Vicki teaches her, the girl has a sadistic inventiveness that hams suffer especially: when tying them, she not only arches them, but uses knots in their necks to play with their suffocation, because when the legs get tired they tend to stretch and that pulls the knot in the neck and the hams strangle themselves. Several times Vicki cut that tie when the hams were shaking in the panic of suffocating without the girl intervening to stop the torment. In others, the girl knew how to handle the whip so skillfully that, with the beautiful hams stretched out in an X cross of torment, she would whip them exactly in the cunt, making them shake in pain. But perhaps what most terrified them -and me- was the girl's laugh, of an incredible sadistic freshness, which denoted her happiness but froze the blood of the tormented hams.
Everything on screens. I saw the training of the girl to turn her into a very tough Mistress, almost soulless, and therefore super attractive for all the submissives who fell into her hands. Like her I have really seen few. That, when I was able to look out a few times through the door that leads to the hall, happened at the end in the illuminated area of the mattress and the mirrors. In front of me there was another door, which I never knew what it contained, and another door at the bottom of the other end, perhaps the exit. When at night I heard between dreams and the sounds of low DVD sor strteamings, I could hear the heels that walked the hall, and the occasional howl of pain from a slave. Other times, between dreams too, I wondered if my Mistress Gabriela had been trained like the teen girl and, also, by the woman who looks like -or is- Vicki Chase.
