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Slave Story

... nipples at almost the same time. Shani yelped and again felt the sting of the leather - once, twice, three times on the buttocks and then on the plug, tapping it suddenly deeper into her. The thick base past the neck prevented it from being lost in her insides. Against, Shani was f***ed to waist in tortured silence. Pain. Hot, blinding, sudden pain lanced across her breast. It was there for but a moment and then gone. Her nipple throbbed in a combination of pain and pleasure. A soft hand was holding her breast and she knew the pain meant more than a clamp on her nipple. The hot hint of moisture through the pain told Shani that her nipple had been pierced. It was something she had always considered but never done. And now, one nipple had been pierced and a piece of metal stuck through the tight flesh parallel with the pillows below. The pain quickly faded and Shani was filled with an intense erotic feeling. Her nipple throbbed more; pain and pleasure, and she had to bite her lip to keep from moaning. The soft hand moved to her other breast and Shani held her breath as she knew the needle would pierce her other nipple in a moment. When it did, an orgasm tore through her body, the fluids oozing from her sex and down her thighs to soak the pillows below. Had the hands not held her up, she was sure she would have collapsed from the power of the sensation. As she caught her breath, soft lips pressed against hers and Shani could taste apricot. These were not her master's lips but ...

... those of another woman. The hands remained on her breasts, gently massaging them and twisting the metal set through her nipples. "You like, slave?" asked the woman in a lusty voice. Shani nodded, shivering with delight as the hand cupped her breasts and lifted them slightly. "You may speak." "Yes!" Shani replied breathlessly. Her mind was focusing on two things...the sensation in her nipples and the fullness in her ass from the plug. She could not believe the delicious depravity of it. "Good. But we are not through..." came the woman's voice again. Hot breath grazed Shani's ear and she heard the tinkle of chains. There was a slight tug on the plug in her ass and moments later she felt metal dr****g over her shoulders and down across her breasts. In moments, her nipples were connected to the plug in her ass through two small silver chains that d****d over her shoulders, down along her spine, and between her taut buttocks. "Stand." It was her master this time and Shani struggled to stand. The woman's hands helped her to her feet. Shani stood, shaking, her breasts and nipples pulled upwards as her body stretched and the chains connecting her nipples with her butt plug stretched to their limits. The pain and pleasure was sinful and Shani self-consciously rubbed her slick thighs together, trying to adjust to the twin feeling of pulling pain on her nipples and straining stress on her ass. She loved the sensation. "You look beautiful," her master said and Shani whimpered in love and ...