How Should a Dominant Treat His Submissive
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Day One, 3:36pm
I’m so nervous. I’m stood outside the shop. All I can do is look in and stare at the sign, knowing this is what I want but feeling too terrified to move from where I am.
Perhaps someone will come out and pull me in, that would help.
I have been waiting for this day for months now, and I cant even find the nerve to step through the door. Its only a shop, just a normal every day piercing shop.
I’ve had plenty of piercings before, what’s the difference now? Oh yes, I know. The fact that they are not piercings of my choice but ones that will be on display for everyone to see, I will be on display at parties and gatherings of whoever chooses to use me.
4:01pm
I make it inside without too much fuss, I knock over the pile of magazines in the waiting area and draw attention to myself from everyone who is stood behind the tills,
One seems to reconise me and steps forward to help me with the magazines. His eyes are alight as he looks into my face.
He looks at each piercing I have, almost seems to memorise them to his brain, and smiles at me.
He says he knows me and remembers my application more than anyone elses. Apparently I was the only one that stood out from the crowd.
He leads me to the back room, somewhere quieter where we can sit and chat, he says.
The back room is decorated in black silks, candles and gothic art work. Its beautiful, but this is no longer the every day parlor I thought it was.
He tells me now I am his, he is the one who is ultimately in charge of me and my body. He says the piercings he chooses will not be ones that I will be expecintg, and I will be at his beck and call to be pierced whenver he feels like it, and when there is an event I am required to be present at then he wants me to stay with him. He wants to take me mind, body and soul. He tells me that I am what he has always been looking for, a pretty submissive who likes to show off her alternative flair.
My heart flutters. Yes oh yes.
Day two, 10am
I arrive promptly at his door, he has his own studio in his house, and this is where I will spend most of my time now, there is a party he wishes to show me off at tomorrow night..
He has me strip immediately, I am not fazed that I have not known him long. It is not about the body, it is about the decoration of the body and we both know this.
I am shaking as I undress, I do not know what to expect, but I love this about him. He knows I will enjoy it so much more if I do not know what is happening.
I find him examining my body. He beings work with the piercings I already have.
First my bridge is taken out and replaced with a long spike, inches from my eyes, then my septum tunnel is stretched and a thick silver ring is placed through it. He says its easy to drag me around and finds this funny.
The pain is throbbing in my nose now, he stretched it so much you can see through it from the side on.
Next, he takes out my three lip studs, replacing them with thicker rings and lacing a thin chain through them. He says if he wants me to shut up for a long period of time then all he has to do is tie these ends off.
I find my venoms are being stretched and without even realizing he has pierced two more holes just off centre of my tongue. He laughs as I pale when the blood rushes out. He tells me they have been pierced with tunnels so that each time I open my mouth he can see right down to my throat.
I am informed that there is no need for the rest of my body for this event he wants to go to. They require my face, which is why al of it has been stretched and put on full display.
He seems satisfied, and as I stand before the mirror, I can only stare at the stretched piercings and new venoms. I am a creation of my master,
Day Three, 8:15pm
We are at the party. The music is pounding in my head and I am being led around with a chain through my septum. My lips have been pulled shut, there is no requirement for me to talk all night, but he lets me have a drink every few hours.
I wear a long PVC skirt, flat shoes and a long corset with a neck corset attached so that my body is as straight as an arrow. He does not ant people looking at my body this night, h wants them looking me right in the eyes.
I am not there to enjoy myself I am there to be a show for these people.
10:25pm
I am the centre attraction. I stand in a cage for the last hour before he takes me home so that I can be seen from all over the club.
I am so aware of myself and all I can feel is the metal against my face.
People walk by and gloved hands reach out to fondle my septum ring or to pull on my mouth chain to give their friends a laugh.
I feel my cheeks burn at this, but I know this is not the worst he will do to me, and the constant attention makes me shift and fidget so much he notices.
He know I am feeling ready for more, he knows I want to be on full display as this is what I am now, but he wants me to keep still, it is causing a distraction.
11pm
I am freed from the cage. He picks up the chain for my septum ring and I am led silently through the parting crowds.
He does not say a word, or let me say a word, until we are back at his house and back in his studio.
I am told that I did a good job, and that I must improve from now on. He will train me to become still like the furniture, still for people to touch and play with, he does not want me responding to their touches, he says it makes me look like a slut.
I am stung by this remark, but we do not dwell on it. He wants to begin work on the rest of me. His eyes are alight with fire as he works on me, he calls me his work of art. I am all he ever wanted.
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