I eagerly await the arrival of my Master! I am wet, clit throbbing, anticipating my Master’s needs! I know you will use me, your slut, make my nipples and tits feel the pain of my submission to you. My ass and my clit will also feel the pain/pleasure only you can provide for your submissive. My nipples have been in the cylinders for a few minutes. I leave them on awaiting your instructions on removal. OR, will you just pull on each one until it is forcibly pulled off? I have brought the butt plug, a new pair of higher heels and something new you have instructed me to bring, a leather crop.
You are here and I am hoping I will be able to please you. As you enter, I am so excited to see you and immediately get wetter, as I know my service to my Master will soon begin.
It is so hard not to just come to you and immediately offer my throbbing nipples, starting licking my Master, as I know you like, but I ask before I approach. You stop me and ask if I have brought the riding crop and I say, “Yes Master” and walk away to get it for you. You tell me to “Stop, I did not say go get it.” I hurry back with an “I’m sorry Sir!” You tell me to stand still as you undress,and I must play with my clit, but DO NOT cum.” “Yes Sir,” I reply as I begin to play with my wet, engorged clit!
After removing your clothes, you grab each of the nipple cylinders, tugging on each throbbing nipple.”Think about what I am going to do to your nipples, which belong to me, for my use.” “Yes Sir,” I moan with pain as you pull as hard as you can and each one painfully pops off!. You grab each nipple, twisting and pulling, harder and harder!! I am crying out in pain, looking at my Master as I moan and my face contorts with the intensity! I watch wide eyed, whimpering, as you pick up the riding crop you instructed me to purchase and bring for your use. “Do you want to please me, my slut?” you ask. “Oh yes Sir, always.” “Are you going to behave, always please me, do as I tell you, serve me by bringing me pleasure as I punish you, hurt you, and make you beg for me to stop?”
My nipples are throbbing, the pain is intense. “Oh please Sir , I am sorry I am not obeying you and I am sometimes a problem, but I will serve you, bring you pleasure.” I can hardly speak as the pain in each nipple is so intense!! “Please Sir, please, I am sorry!” Suddenly, you release my nipples.
As you pick up the riding crop, you look at me and say, “This should make them tingle even more!” You drew the crop over my throbbing nipples and I gasped, unsure how, or IF, I could handle this. You then drew back your arm and I flinched, expecting pain, not sure about any pleasure. Suddenly, you flick your wrist and the whip made contact with one of my throbbing, distended nipples!
I cry out, loudly, and I turn slightly away, anticipating the next punishing blow.
“That hurt, didn’t it?” “It pleased me and I want to punish you, my submissive slut, a bit more?” I look up at you and say “Yes Sir, Thank you Sir.”
You pinched, twisted and pulled my other nipple, releasing it and watching my face as you brought the crop down, alternating between each nipple. I was moaning painfully as you stopped, bent over and sucked each nipple. Your hand snaked down between my legs and you found my wetness.
I knew my Master wasn’t done punishing me yet. You were just warming me up and getting me ready for more to come. Pleasure and pain were only divided by a narrow margin and, by keeping me constantly aroused, you always know that my margin will dissolve. My Master, you tease me, preparing me to accept more pain, but providing pleasure. You always drive me so crazy! It was like you were cranking up the pain, and as the pain increased, the methods of pain you used, the intensity….. I was incapable of distinguishing between the two…pain/pleasure!
You ran 2 fingers down the length of my slit. “You’re dripping, you slut,” you showed me the wetness covering both of your fingers. “You want to gag for me, don’t you? You want me to suck me, lick me, gag some more for me, take the butt plug up your ass, and cum for me, right?” “Clean my fingers, lick them clean now!” “Yes Sir,” as I lick your fingers. I gag as you force your fingers down my throat.
I did not want to look at you, nor did I want to answer. You got really close and firmly, but softly, “Look at me, what do you want?” I still had my eyes averted and just could not reply.
“What do you want, my slut?” as you pinched my oh so sore and throbbing left nipple. “Look at me and tell me what you want me to do to you, now!” You grab the other nipple and pinched harder as I cried out in pain!
I looked up, right into your eyes, “I want to serve you, Master! I want to gag for you,please you, lick and suck you and, yes, I will take the butt plug, I want to please you. I need to please my Master.” “I need what only you can give to me.”
“All in good time.” You abruptly leave and wandered over to the butt plug.