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This is another story written for Jack, my former Mentor. Jack wanted me to explore the idea of tit torture? In this story, i use the physical equivalent of safe words, as i was taught by my Mentor, and although Master Falcon has given me safe words to use, I have never felt the need to use them with Him. This topic could be debated at length, i imagine. This story also mentions the use of nipple clamps with teeth, which can be dangerous if used in the wrong way. When i wrote this, i had not experienced any of this. Master Falcon discourages the use of these nipple clamps with teeth. W/we have discussed this at length and W/we have decided to leave the story as is, but urge caution to T/those who may be experimenting.
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It begins before He even gets home. He calls from work. "I'm in the mood," He quietly says, "to torture your tits." and immediately i feel a little thrill go through my body. "At 5:30, you are to be in the playroom, ready for Me, and blindfolded." Yes, Master. So at the appointed time, i am in the basement playroom, kneeling in the center of the room facing the door, nude but for collar and cuffs, blindfold in place. i can hear the big door slam upstairs and i know He is home and i bow my head. and my pussy is already getting wet.
After a little while i can hear his footsteps on the stairs and the door to the room open; i hear the rustle of a paper bag. And soon i feel his hand caress my face. "I have some new toys for you, pet." He sounds eager. He lifts my chin and kisses me. He binds my hands together in front of me and lifts them until i am standing. He leads me, blindfolded, to the spot where a ceiling hook is, and He lifts my arms and clips my wrist cuffs to the dangling chain. Next comes the spreader bar between my ankles. And he puts a belt around my waist. When i feel the belt, i am not surprised to then feel a narrow dildo in my wet pussy. And he puts a lubed plug in my ass, and straps what i guess is a butterfly on my clit, though it is turned off, and fastens a leather strap tightly to the belt to hold them in place. And my anticipation is growing.
He pulls my head forward a bit and kisses me again, moving his tongue deeply into my mouth. When He withdraws, He quietly asks, "Do you remember your hand signals?" and i whisper "Yes Master." He says, "Show me 'caution'" and i hold out one finger from my fist. "Show me 'can’t'" and i hold out two fingers from my fist. "Good," He says, and He puts a bit gag in my mouth. i didn't realize it at the time, but He suspects that pretty soon i will need something to bite. He tells me that W/we will do some experimenting, covering new ground, and that i am to use the signals when i need to. Then i hear a sound that i don't recognize. it sounds reminiscent of what beaded Christmas garland sounds like if you play with it, only this sounds a bit heavier.
i am still trying to figure out what it is and i am not prepared for what happens next. i feel Him strike my chest with it and i jump a little in reaction, letting out a little screech around the bit in my mouth. the pain from this is different than the crack of a whip or crop, it stings a little but mainly makes many thick thuds against my body. and it makes a different sound. i surmise it is a beaded flogger. this is a new thing for me. it strikes again and it takes my breath away. and my clit is pulsing. again and again in slow measured strokes, He flogs my tits. as usual, my body panics a bit at first, wanting to brace for and anticipate the pain, and i am breathing heavier, but it doesn't take me very long to calm down and embrace it. after a few minutes of slow steady flogging, the pain of it causes me to groan a little with each strike. fleetingly i think of using the caution signal, wondering if i can really do this, but i don't use it. its as if the decision to continue isn't really a decision at this point at all. it is inevitable that i will not interrupt Him.
After a few more minutes of steady strokes, it feels like my tits have been smashed by a sledgehammer - each strike of the beads no longer registers. Instead, both tits are totally and constantly covered with heavy pain and i am whimpering, panting, a few tears slowly trickling down my cheeks. my mind cannot deal with any coherent thought; all that's in my mind is what my body is feeling. The only thing in the universe is the flogger and the pain it brings. It consumes my conscious self. i feel myself begin to drift with it, and i lose track of time. After what seemed like an eternity, i am brought back to reality when he turns on the butterfly. my throat lets out a little high-pitched whine - the combination of the vibration on my clit together with the sledgehammer feeling of agony in my tits makes my body shake a little. He is still delivering steady blows, but in between, He says "Cum for me, pet."
He continues flogging and with my climax so close, it heightens what i am feeling. It doesn't take me long to cum, and my body is shuddering from it, my pussy clamping down around the dildo. When the climax is past, he stops flogging and turns off the butterfly. my brain is like jelly and my body feels both dead and alive at the same time and i am sweating. i let my head drop forward loosely as i pant, recover from it all. He strokes my hair and says, "Good girl. I’m proud of you." and my heart swells. He touches my tits, lifting them and kneading them gently while i calm down. After a few minutes, i can hear him say, "Time for round two." and i can't help but wonder how many rounds there will be.
He lets go of my tits and there is silence. After a moment, i can feel his hands on my tits again, kneading, then pinching and rolling the nipples. He fastens on nipple clamps, and right away i know these are different. i gasp for air - the pain is much sharper with these. Much more intense. i let a shuddering whimper, and i can hear the smile in his voice. "These are new, too. They have teeth." my body begins to tremble with the pain if it. Sharp little shards of pain going through my nipples and seemingly through the center of each tit, into the core of my body. It takes a few minutes to adjust to it. i am panting, wondering how long i will be able to tolerate it. i want to please him, but i also am wondering if these things are going to make hamburger meat out of my nipples. The thought of the hand signals flies through the pain. Just a little longer, i say to myself. Just a little, before any real damage is done. The pain is so delicious, I finally make the conscious decision to not worry about damage since I know He has already considered this.
i feel his hands on my tits again. He is attaching more things to my tits. He adds one to one tit, then the other, alternating back and forth. At least these don't seem to have teeth, though they seem heavier than clothespins. Perhaps metal clothespins? i lose count at 5. Pretty soon my tits are covered in pain again, each clamp no longer registering individually. And my nipples are still on fire, though it is a little easier to tolerate. He slowly twists the ones on my nipples and i let out a stifled scream despite the gag. And i find myself biting the bit, teeth clenched. He moves to fondle my tits, grazing the other pins to inflame me further, and i hear myself gasping for breath. He goes back to the burning nipples and gently pulls on them and twists again and i stifle a scream again, crying, biting, wondering how long i’ll be able to last. He backs off again and manipulates the other clamps, then after a minute he goes back to the nipples to pull and twist them again. i whimper, too defeated to try to scream. Once more to the other clamps, kneading inflicting delicious pain, and then back to my poor nipples, twisting and pulling, and i can't help it - crying, i hold out one finger. and despite myself, my pussy is dripping. "it's OK, pet" He says.
He moves away from the nipples and back to the other clamps, painfully kneading my tits with his fingertips around the pins. He withdraws momentarily, and the butterfly starts vibrating. And He kisses the corner of my mouth near the bit and i can feel his breath on my face as he says, "Cum again for me, pet." it takes me a little longer to cum this time. When it begins, and my body starts to shudder, and my breath catches in my throat, he pulls and twists the nipple clamps yet again. i have never felt anything like this. Such intense pain at the moment of climax. I can’t help it; i scream again, louder this time, during the orgasm as he plays with the new clamps, and the spasms i feel are incredible. It’s as if my nipples were cumming, as if they were directly connected to my clit, and my clit was in pain. They all converge. Immediately after the climax passes, he removes the nipple clamps and another wave of pain hits. My legs are so weak at this point i think i'd fall down if it weren't for the ceiling chain holding me up. As i am panting, recovering, i feel another climax build - he has not turned off the butterfly. And He says, "Again, pet." And i groan, feeling another wave come on. i am panting heavily, and when my breath catches and my body jerks again in climax, he rolls my tortured nipples between his fingers and i stifle another scream. He continues rolling after the climax passes, my crying having subsided to whimpering. Finally he leaves my nipples and turns off the butterfly.
At this point my legs can't support me any more and i let go a little, hanging from the chain, catching my breath. And as my body recovers, i think about how i had to use the signal, wishing i had been able to tolerate more, hoping He is not displeased with me. He removes the remaining clamps slowly, and when my tits are free again, he kneads them and says, "you did well, pet. I'm very proud of you." he reaches up and unhooks my cuffs from the chain and i lean against him. He puts his arms around my shoulders as my legs give out and he lays me down on the carpeted floor. i lay quietly for a while, and my breathing slows, and my sore tits calm down a little. He is sitting on the floor next to me, his hand absentmindedly rubbing my tits gently, his knee pressing up against my body, and i realize for the first time that evening that he is nude also.
i feel so calm lying there, and subdued, feeling his soothing hand move over flesh that was in agony just a few minutes ago. He moves to knead my sore shoulders a little, and after a few minutes of silence, he says, "Round Three." Oh God. He stands and pulls up on my hand, pulling me to my feet. Instead of me walking with the spreader bar, He puts his arm around my waist and drags me to the place in the room that has a length of handrail fastened to the wall, though i don't know that's where i am until he tells me to bend over, arms out, and he clips my wrist cuffs to cuffs which are always attached to the railing. my hands aren't really very far apart, but my legs are spread, and since i am standing away from the wall, bent at the waist, my tits are hanging freely below me. And i wonder how long my legs will hold out.
He stands behind me, the front of his thighs pressing against the backs of mine, and He leans over and kneads my tits as if milking them. I can feel his turgid Cock. My nipples still hurt, and i wonder what he will do next. He moves to the side of me and he must have knelt down - i can feel him putting more clamps on my nipples. Thankfully these don't have teeth. But he screws them on very tightly and i moan a little. He removes the strap from between my legs, and His hand is right there to pull the dildo out of my sopping pussy. And i am not really surprised to hear him say, "Open your mouth, pet." He puts the dildo in my open mouth and i know i am to lick it clean, tasting my own pussy. Trained slut, i do for him it automatically, willingly, without thinking.
After He is satisfied that the dildo is clean, He moves away for a moment and i am wondering again where He is. And then i know he is back. I can feel it as He attaches weights to the clamps and my tits are pulled down further, hanging from me. He stays beside me for a few minutes, stroking my tits, moving from their base, pulled taut, down to the nipples, twisting the clamps a little, then back and forth again. my breathing has gotten heavier again. After a while, he gets up and stands behind me and enters me, Cock ever hard, moving in and out of my wet cunt and i begin to moan. It feels so good to have him inside me, and with the plug i feel full. As He begins to thrust deeper, i brace myself, locking my elbows and gripping the bar with my hands, and i let my head drop down freely. He continues to fuck me, and as his thrusting gets more fierce, the weights begin to jerk around, pulling on my tits in quick strokes. i begin gasping for air as my tits are in agony again, being pulled taught by the bouncing of the weights with his thrusting. His breathing gets heavier and i am so happy that he is deriving pleasure from using me.
After a while, though, he stops and withdraws. And then i feel him again at my tits, stringing more weight on. i am panting, both from the feel of him having been inside me, and the increased pull on my nipples. And i begin to wonder how much force it would take to pull the nipples right off my body. This worry actually bothers me more than the pain, though i’m sure he has considered this. He moves behind me again, and enters me, and builds up speed. Soon my tits are being jerked around again and it hurts with each thrust and i am biting the bit again. But i love to hear the sound of his breathing and panting and i want him to be able to do whatever he wants with me. he fucks me for a while longer, tits jerking heavily and painfully with each thrust, both of us panting and enjoying each other. Then He withdraws yet again. He moves beside me, crouching or kneeling, i can’t be sure because of the blindfold, and strokes my tits again. And he adds another weight to each and i let out a long hiss of breath. i don't think i've ever had this much weight hanging from them.
My torso begins to squirm in an attempt to escape it but i can't. i think about the caution signal, but after a minute or two, i begin to adjust to this new level and i suddenly am reminded of Lamaze breathing; i begin counting as i draw deep breaths. And He starts to stroke my tits again. After a while He leaves my tits and rubs my clit, and in spite of the pain, i can feel myself responding. After a few minutes i am close to climax and He withdraws. He stands and enters my pussy again, and fucks me slowly, shoving himself in as far as he can with each stroke, pulling back on my hips. And then i realize what will happen next. Gradually he builds up speed and i can't help but make little cries as the weights jerk my tits around painfully. Biting the bit, i am afraid this is just too much. i wait another minute, still a bit panicked, crying, and i can't escape the fear of damage. Ultimately, it is this and not the pain which causes me to hold out 2 fingers. he stops and moves to my side and removes a weight from each tit and says, "Are you OK?". i nod, crying softly, feeling defeated.
He strokes my hair and says "You did so well, pet. Makes me want to fuck your brains out." i can hear the smile in his voice, and i think to myself 'what little brains i have left'. And in spite of myself i let out a little chuckle at this. With a more manageable weight hanging from my tits, he stands behind me yet again and enters me, thrusting slowly and deeply at first, then builds up speed. He fucks harder and harder, almost as an animal, and despite the pain from the weights, i am enjoying every minute of it. i want to cum so badly but i wait while He draws from me whatever He wants. He leans forward and rubs the hood of my clit up and down with His thumb and i moan with each thrust. And he says "Cum for me, pet" and i feel myself begin to shudder, cumming yet again, contracting around his Cock, and he continues fucking, weights still jerking around, and pretty soon he cums himself and i love to hear the sounds He makes. it makes me so happy to hear him enjoy himself like this.
Both of us panting, He rests his upper body on my back. My legs give out and i sink to my knees, bringing Him down with me. He kneels behind me, his chest pressed against my back, both of us leaning forward, my arms outstretched, my hands still gripping the bar. He reaches around and removes the clamps, and i groan with a new wave of pain. After breathing a minute, he reaches around again to knead my poor tits and roll my sore nipples. The residual pain from the clamps still takes my breath away. He continues rolling my nipples, both of us breathing hard, and finally he gets up and releases my wrists. i curl up on the floor, exhausted, and he removes the blindfold and sits beside me, smiling at me.
As i write this, i wonder what would a Master have said to a slave after something like this. At the end of my fantasy there were no words; just tired happiness.
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