I Love being Beaten An Erotic Story by Yonny Love, © 2006, 2008, as told to him by 0rly l'Am0ur Keywords: masochism exhibitionism submissive urban abuse poverty degradation pee scat teen violence m/F mmm/F i LOVE BEING BEATEN – PART ONE: PRESENTATION Hi Boys, my name is 0rly, i'm a 21 year old Israeli newly-released soldier, i'm fair-skinned, i'm brunette, i'm rather tall, i'm skinny and athletic, i'm Jewish and i am masochistic to the bone. i feel good ONLY once humiliated. Beaten. SEVERELY, inhumanly degraded. Smashed. i have seen the Stories, those MIRACULOUS Stories, by the Godlike Angel, the Holliest of Saints, Jennifer "cowgirl". i have rad them all and adore them, she is my Divine Hero, my Mentor. She, without even knowing that, showed me the way of the sub – a favour for which i am forEVER in her debt. i LOVE YOU, JENNIFER!!!!!!! i am also against any sort of "human-rights" activity – i do not WANT any rights!!! Quite the contrary: i wish for the Total and Complete Abolishment of all my currently existing "rights", starting with that ultra-idiotic "right for privacy". i have just moved, into my current apartment, for only one single reason: i have absolutely no privacy here. It had actually been a department-store during the 1990's, which has been "rezoned", into an apartment-building. i live at the semi-basement floor, and my only windows, are to the pedestrian-sidewalk, meaning that everyone who walks there – if they'll only bother themselvers to look down, into my apartment! – shall be able, to see my entire flat – and there is, almost, no place to hide. i MUST keep these windows wide-open 24/7, totally regardless of the weather, or else i shan't at all be able to breath (no matter, of course, that there's much more Bus-smoke, than oxygen here – but… well, that is another thing, of which i do Heartfully enjoy: the knowledge, that my body suffers more and i shall get cancer, and PRAYFULLY, the cure wouldn't be financed by the government – and THEN, i shall be "forced by the harsh circumstances", to carry out my sweetest dream: to become a whore; the lowest, cheapest and most degraded kind of a whore, which i could EVER be!!! i do, sometimes, stand, near the window, in the height of the rush-hour, while there are traffic-jams all over, wait until a bus, shall be right by my apartment – AND INHALE… and i pass out quite swiftly. and i PRAY – ho, Lord, do i PRAY, to get this sweetest cancer SOON… ho, Lord, PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!!!), and Thankfully it is, usually, SOOOOO warm and SOOOOO humid, that, while at my Home Sweet Home, i do, mostly, walk along STARK NAKED… Besides, i believe, Heartfully, at the Supremacy of the Government, the Sacred GOD-given Authority, over my Entire Life. And thus, before my name, i do usually say out my Identity-Document's Number: 03220284-8. i do mostly say it like: 0-322-0-28-48, QEDEM 0rly (while smiling, shyfully, as appropriate for a young female, which – so i do full-Heartedly believe – makes me ForEVER Birthly, Geneticly inferior, in comparison to a MAN; ANY MAN). And, as i am positive, the very term "Identity-Document" does pretty clearly certify that, above all other things, the word of the Government, of the Supreme Authority, defines one's TRUE IDENTITY far, far better, that one can define one self's… For example, the fact, that my Number has two 0's, does most certainly mean, what is my true, genuine worth: NOTHING. Nulla. Zero. i am lower than gurbage (which can, at the very least, be recycled) – AND LOVING IT!!! i am nothing. my own worth is nothing. i am a waste of skin, and i KNOW that. i am the lowest of the low. There is absolutly no reason whatsoever, to treat me with anything, which could, somehow, resemble anything, even remotely reminding of any sort of "dignity", let alone "respect"!!! As i am lower than pig's shit!!! And i come, hard, just as a result from these sweetest, sweetest thoughts… But, as i've told You all above, my Number ONE most favourite past-time, is to be subjected, to all, each and every conceivably possible sorts, of physical and sexual batterings and molestations. And Thank Heaven, there are A LOT of cool, sweet opportunities for this in here… As i am living at what most people shall define as "the worst neighbourhood" in Israel – which does most naturally mean, of course, it is THE BEST one for that ugly little, sub-human creature: me… There are so many poor, brutal and neglected little street-children here! And – having been born to the lowest street-hookers and thieves and drug-addicts themselves, they are ALWAYS up to carry out their culture, of humiliating any available female in their grey, urbanicly cold surroundings, just whenever they possibly can… And so, they do take every chance they could have, to humiliate and de-humanize little stinky me. Joyfully, it had all started off right after i had moved in here – i was just taking a shower, after finishing to rearrange all my stuff, and – right when i was soaping my breasts (which are rather big), i had, suddenly, felt a warm liquid, being shot at my left shoulder from behind, right from the direction of the window, accompanied by the sweetest, most Heart-capturing of all voices known to exist in the entire Universe: the sweet sound of children's mocking, vicious and Heartless laughter, at the account of somebody else's weakness. i had turned around – and my Heart swelled at once: at the wide-open window stood three young, handsome black Boys, of about 14 years of age, two of them almost naked – and one of them WAS PEEING RIGHT UPON MY NAKED FLESH!!! This warm stream was a Boy's pee!!! An actual yellow, stinking Boy's pee, has been washing the soap off my shoulders, my Breasts, my neck… i had opened my mouth wide open, my eyes smiling Lovingly at him – and he shot his garment RIGHT INTO MY OPEN MOUTH. i was standing at my own apartment, at my own shower stoll, stark naked and at the middle of taking a shower, looking obediently and adoringly at three vicious and heartless street-boys and DRINKING ONE OF THEM'S PEE. It was kind of sweet, actually. Kind of sweet and kind of salty. And i totally LOVED it!!! "THANK YOU, Dear Heart!!!" i called, right after he finished. "Care to come on in, the three of You Godly Boys? i want to give You three my ENTIRE body!!!" And signaled them the direction of my WIDE OPEN door, at the base of a dirty, dog- and human-shit-filled staircase… And they were very swift to arrive. i had, actually, planned to lick their bare feet and to swallow all stink and dirt, which had been upon them, but – they were NOT up to allow me any such "strolling activities"… my strong desires for scat & dust lickings should have been put then to a very brief halt – as right them, their young, yet long Dicks, were already standing UP… Yes; i had allowed ALL THREE to forcefully ravage my body, to tear me apart from all directions, to take me vaginally, anally and orally AT ONCE – and then, they had all peed and squatted ALL OVER ME, and deeply into my mouth in particular… and – i'm telling You, Dear Lords, their SHIT was sweeter than Chocolate!!! = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Comments are always welcome!! citruslove12@yahoo.com ©All Rights Reserved, to the Author hereby known as Yonny Love. 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