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Pain slut - second half

PAIN SLUT -

Chapter 5 – More jewelry

Our sessions progressed each Saturday night where he would find new ways to torment and please my body. My Dom had me bound in his apparatus, as usual, where I could not move. He admired the rings in my nipples and flicked them with his finger. And he commented about my labia rings too, and how lovely they all were. But he said he could do better.

I did not know what he meant until he pulled a clamp from his tray and showed it to me. He asked, “where do you think this clamp is going, Slave?”. I was afraid he was about to attach it to my swollen clit, but I could not make any words, just incoherent gibberish. He used one hand to stretch out my clit while positioning the clamp where he wanted it. He relaxed his fingers and the clamp snuggly bit into my clit. I howled in pain, and he laughed at my torment. He was not done. He ***********ed a needle from the tray and showed it to me. My eyes bulged out as I realized that he planned to skewer my clit, as he had done to my other intimate areas. I fought my bindings to escape, but also was desperate to feel the steel penetrate my most tender flesh.

He lined up the needle and positioned it to pierce me. He told me I had better be still or the needle would miss the mark and he would have to do it again. I craned my neck down to watch but did not really want to see. I felt the clamp stretch out my clit, then the needle quickly stabbed me. I screamed bloody murder as the searing pain ...

... took over my body. I had a crushing orgasm as the needle broke thru both sides of my clit. I was now pierced in all my most intimate body parts, and my brain was flooded with pleasure signals.

He wrapped the needle, which protruded on either side of my clit, with twine. He then tugged the twine so that my clit was wickedly stretched out from my crotch like a tiny male erection. He tied the twine to another bracket suspended above my crotch and stood back to admire his handiwork. “How do you like being pierced, Slave?” Again, I could form no words, until I meekly mumbled “Thank you, Sir”.

“Just like your other piercings, your clit must be adorned with jewelry”, my Dom said in a calm voice. He let the twine loose which had been stretching it up, and this allowed my clit to retreat somewhat, but it still was extended outside my labias. Then he replaced the needle with a lovely clit ring. It stung as he slid the new ring into position. He said this ring would allow him to latch on to my clit for future fun.

One session he strapped my arms into his contraption, but my feet were on the floor. I was in a standing position. He had a spreader bar to hold my legs apart. He attached lead weights to my nipple rings which pulled them down, stretching them in a new direction. He pulled out a vibrator and held it against my clit ring. The sensation of the vibrations focused thru the metal ring was incredible. He would add additional weights to my nipple rings until he knew I could ...