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I was born with a caul over My face,
and for all you illiterate fucks out there I'll go ahead
and explain what that is so your feeble brain will properly
grasp the meaning: A caul is a thin veil of skin — a tissue
paper-like
membrane that covers a newborn's face when it comes out the
womb. Children born with a caul have “special” talents of
the third eye that the norm do not possess.
My gifts first became apparent to Me at the
age of twelve, when I was alone in my bedroom playing
with dolls. I suddenly had “a vision” of My father downstairs
in the basement. At his feet was My naked mother, hogtied with
fishing twine and choking on a ball gag. She was bent over on her
dirty,
bloody, knees, her enormous white breasts tied and purple, clothes-
pins dangling from her large brown nipples, a slick black wine
bottle shoved into her sopping wet pussy. Her ruby red lips were
filled with my father's throbbing, sweaty cock, and softly she gagged,
“Something bigger please, something bigger, Sir.”
Any normal child would've cried and ran to help
mommy, but not I. I instead sat on the edge of the bed,
lifted My softly faded white nightgown, and slid one of My doll's
chubby porcelain legs into My very moist and very tingly virgin cunt.
Something perversely disgusting and erotic made Me close My eyes and
savor the filth playing out beneath by bed, and harder and deeper
inside of Me slid the doll's leg, and then I heard the “pop,” and then
I felt a warm wetness soak My nightgown, and then I saw the scarlet
virgin blood of My untouched pussy stain the sheets. I'm truly one
sick and twisted fucked-up bitch; I helped My Daddy punish
My Mommy until I was old enough to venture out into
the BDSM world and find My own victims.
The mental and physical torture I am capable
of unsparingly inflicting on your pathetically wretched ass
will leave you a totally violated and humiliated shell of humanity.
For your secrets aren't safe with Me, peon — I know exactly what it is
you crave and why. In my book, a creature as morally devoid and
imbecilic in nature such as yourself, only deserves to be permanently
scarred, physically branded, and financially drained; you are My
nasty cock-whore bitch. You will beg Me to fuck your newfound
anal
vagina. There is nothing sweeter to Me than the sounds of a submissive
squealing, begging, pleading, of Me to let him cum, knowing deep in
his brainwashed mind that he must eternally love and
worship
Me if he is to ever be allowed to spew that hot load
of semen from his aching cock.
I am always naughty, and never, EVER nice.
So remember this, Slaveboy, Mistress Severina doesn't repeat
herself twice. Get on your fucking knees and call Me now!.
Some of my specialties but not limited to ...
Hardcore Humiliation
Pig Boy Training
Cocksucking Fantasies
Small Penis Mockery
Spankings & Lashings
Oral & Anal Play
Mental Mind Games
Dildo & Strap-on Training
Forced Feminization
Mutual Masturbation
SCAT & Golden Showers
You Name It
No Taboos
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