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Pain Slut

... me next. He pulled one of my labias up and rapidly clamped it. He tied it to another section of twine and stretched it out sideways, then tied off the twine to a strap holding down my thigh. He did the same to my labia on the other side, and my vagina was fully opened for him. He looked at his tray and picked out a large, sharp hook. He showed it to me, and I immediately begged him not to use it on me. He laughed but did not hesitate as he skewered my stretched-out labia with the hook. It felt like a lightning bolt had passed through my body. The pain was more intense than anything I had previously endured. My cunt was gushing fluid, and I had an unexpected orgasm from the agony.

My Dom was very pleased. “Well, now….it seems you are a legitimate pain slut, after all! I had my doubts when you first told me you were, but now I know”. He pulled my second labia up and used another hook to pierce the tender flesh of it to match the first. I was writhing around, fighting my bindings as he inflicted this second assault on my cunt. I did not know if I would be able to stand this level of pain, but again, I calmed down and learned to accept it.

He finished tying the second labia hook to twine and flared both of my cunt lips wide open. I could feel the cool air of the torture room reach my inner pussy as I was stretched apart. He stood back and admired his work as my gaping cunt lay open for view. He allowed me more time to get used to this new situation. My cunt continuously ...

... oozed orgasmic juices as my body became accustomed to these new metal intrusions. I was now a confirmed pain slut and loved learning this about myself.

With my labias both pulled open, it left my clit fully exposed. He bent forward and licked it to give me some momentary pleasure. My clit was pulsing and swollen from the attention, and I shoved my crotch forward, desperate to meet his tongue. He pulled back and laughed, denying me another orgasm. Then he grabbed my clit between his fingers and gave it a hard squeeze. I yelled out in pain and collapsed back down on the rack.

My Dom took a break. He had been intensely scrutinizing my reactions to each step of this torture, and wanted time to gather his thoughts, apparently. I was drifting in and out of consciousness by this time and was not fully aware of what he was doing. He sat back and admired his work as he contemplated the next phase of my treatment. I was completely immobilized, both by the straps on my ankles and wrists, but by the pain from being stretched out by the needles and twine. I could barely breath since any movement would shoot daggers of pain from my piercings. My mind did not know how to process this situation that I had voluntarily put myself in. I was in a brain fog about my condition and did not know why I had agreed to be his Sub.

After quite a while, my Dom told me I had done well. He began to relax the twine on my nipples and said that now he was going to replace the needles with proper nipple ...