Tonight, I am going to have MY LOVE write to you about a recent experience. She purchased a hairbrush that has stiff, sharp bristles along the entire length. Like a cylindrical porcupine that has been permanently frightened. Depending upon your computer, and how big I can get the image, there is a possibility you can see blood that was still on the brush the next day. This sick fuck wanted me to insert it in her pussy - tear it up and make her bleed. I did. This is what she wrote to me about it, the next day.
***Euphoric, small, altered...loved
My King,
You give me so much when you take. Almost a full day later and the feeling of being more than who I was just yesterday engulfs me. When I share dark desires with you, I do so knowing you will bring them to life in some fashion, usually in a way I had not quite imagined.
The need to be used by you grows each time you show me you will not stop, regardless of the pain I will have to endure.
The hairbrush...years and years I have dreamed of the man who could love me enough to brutalize me so horribly. I bought it, knowing you were the one.
When I entered the room and saw the spreader bar on the table, fear overcame me - you saw it in my eyes. You looked so pleased - would it surprise you to know that I wanted to run out of the room?!
Once you had me bound so vulnerably I tried to imagine just how much pain I would be in. Whether or not I could take it, whether you would go through with it (ha ha, I would not have bought the brush had I even the slightest feeling you would not go through with it). Then you put the hood on me...the depersonalization really sank in.
My vocabulary is insufficient to describe the level of pain I felt as you inserted and twisted the brush. I immediately wanted you to stop, but I knew you wouldn't and you didn't - that fear only intensified everything I was feeling, I knew it was just beginning. I have never experienced pain of this type, my screams must have conveyed that. I wondered if you could "feel" my pain as you forced yourself in my ass while the brush was still inside me?
I sit here typing, my pussy still stings, is swollen and torn - I am wet and my heart is racing as I re-live it. I am trying to figure out how to really explain how such violence translates into love for me. Maybe all that is important is that you get it and love me enough to do it.
Each day more of me belongs to you,
Your Girl***
Just another taste to keep you interested...
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I held her with my left hand and struck her in the stomach with my right. Two or three times, but by then she was moving around, and struggling to avoid the next blow. I let go and did my best to land multiple shots to her body. I take care to stay aware from her face. Visible marks lead to questions, which sometimes lead to lies out of necessity. Who wants to tell their yoga instructor the marks that look like scratches and bruises are something quite different? Or that they came from activities most people would consider offensive? Appalling to some, but to us, it's just exciting.
We had a tiny discussion the other day, while I was showering. About her appetite, and the fear that it would be too much for me at some point. A valid concern, but one I was not prepared for her to be so emotional about. The people in her past have told her that she is too much of a freak for them, but she need not worry about me. My hunger is almost equal to hers, and with all these moments of violence and destruction mixed in with the sex, she'll never be able to ask for too much. Never. I need MY LOVE to be hungry. I'm trying to turn her into a whore, and in my experience they are never satisfied. As soon as they've sucked you dry they're counting the minutes until they can get you hard again. Or be put in a situation where they are essentially going to "get off". In MY LOVE's case, it could be an hour straight of ass-to-mouth or it could be an hour in her cage, waiting to see what happens next. I could eat her pussy, fuck it, and make her cum or punch her to the floor and then whip her with my belt until she is pleading with me to stop. As long as I am giving and she is receiving, we are truly happy.
I have to go let her out of her cage. She was a good girl tonight. Cooked me an excellent meal, did the dishes, put on something sexy, and got in her cage. I chained her neck to the front of it, put her legs through the bars in the back, and put her asshole just where I wanted it. Even placed a strap around her waist and secured it to the bars so that she couldn't move away from my cock when I slid it in her - slammed it in. She submitted to toys, vibrators, my cock and other objects. I finally shut off all the lights, stuck my cock through the bars by her face, and let her mouth work it's magic on me until I exploded down her throat. She is upstairs right now, lying in the darkness at the bottom of her cage. It is so tiny for her, she must be anxious to be free…
Stay Tuned! There's More To Come...
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Hooray Hooray! Our blog is finally here!
Welcome to Our Ruinous Love. We are a sick, deviant couple that met on Craigslist while looking for a no-strings-attached good time. We found what we were looking for, and a whole lot more...
This blog has actually been going on since 2006. It began on Alt.com as a way to simply share this amazing love that we have found. Over the course of almost two years, and 500 blog posts, it became a way to not only tell the world about our incredible love, but a way to share the intimate details of our deviant sex life as well. It also gave us the opportunity to promote our web site and to tell people about the adult fetish videos that we make. We told jokes, shared our poetry and lyrics, went on a few rants, and tried to connect with people of a like mind and attitude. Sometimes we tried to shock or offend, but most of the time we just wanted a kind, appreciative response. We made many friends, and probably just as many detractors, during our time on the site. When we left Alt.com we had quite a reputation and quite a following. Hopefully we will soon see many of those same people stopping by here, to get their fix.
You can expect an ongoing report on our daily lives. Whether it is BDSM/Sex-related, or just a silly joke-for-the-moment, we will try to post something here every day. But first, we must undertake the arduous task of redoing all 500 posts from Alt.com. We hope you will join us in rereading and reliving how this whole sick, wonderful story began.
K and Catherine de Sade
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Check out the first, full-length DVD we ever released! The Long Weekend takes place over a three day period, and is set to a driving Industrial/Heavy Metal soundtrack. It has been described as "Andrew Blake for BDSM and Hardcore fans" and I couldn't agree more. This beautiful but brutal movie has a great deal to show you in just 36 minutes: Body punching, knife play, asphyxiation, oral and anal sex, bondage, whipping, and much more! I don't think there has been a single unsatisfied customer that purchased this movie.
P.S. Despite what the picture says, this movie is indeed 36 minutes long.
When I first began editing this film, I was working in a porn shop in Central Oregon. At the time I had three co-workers and a few regular customers that I dared show this movie to. The violence had an affect on just about everyone who saw it. Some walked out of the room they were viewing it in with a look of shock on their faces. Some swore that if they didn't know me, they would have thought I was sick in the head. I think it was the knife play and asphyxiation at the beginning, the brutality throughout, and the body punching at the end that shocked most them.
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Check out our new clip store! This studio is dedicated to our full-length movies;
The Long Weekend
Blunt Declarations
The Abduction of Catherine
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