Pain slut sat in the chair of obedience. Naked and prepared, the large butt plug penetrating her, she attached the oblong clamps to her perfect nipples, now always erect from years of training. The pair she’d worn throughout the day, the softer set, lay nearby but they were no longer needed. Their task had been completed.
El waited for Me thus in the ether of her mindset. She reflected on My ownership of her, the pleasure her enslavement gave Me, and the fulfillment it brought to her. Slut needed to feel pain as much as I needed to inflict it.
Her increasing number of sisters were ensconced for the night. Mistress has given them leave. All understood that slave orchid, who enjoyed My favor, would orgasm with Me later.
Moments later, pain slut’s wait was rewarded.
“Most beautiful and loving Mistress, Your slut is Yours as long as You will have her.”
I smiled with the warm smile an owner casts down on Her pet.
“My beautiful pain slut.”
The day’s untoward events still haunted her.
“Mistress, I am sorry for my actions earlier, please accept my apology.”
The benevolent smile I wore broadened.
“slut's apology is accepted.”
“thank You Mistress, I have been a nervous wreck. I don't like for my work to affect me Mistress and it has, I am here for You. Mistress, I love knowing I can please You in any way. The world for You if it were mine to give.”
The desire to caress My pet, to stroke her gently and soothe her worry overwhelmed Me.
“slut may retrieve the pliers.”
“They are close at hand, Mistress.”
I knew they would be. Slut had grown very fond of them of late. The pain it brought, excruciating at times, transported her into another dimension.
“Does slut prefer to be lotioned?’
“If it pleases Mistress, not just yet.”
“Very well, dear.”
“How many times shall I say Your penance, Mistress?”
Slut wanted so much to atone for what she’d called her earlier insolence and unsatisfactory behavior. And she was right. The day had proved nearly tragic and the loss of favor imminent.
“As slut's penance... she will recite the following: ‘pain slut grieves that she has displeased Mistress and will atone.’
“As You command of this one, Mistress, I will obey.”
“slut will begin by closing the pliers around her left nipple... she will press moderately hard, twist, and pull forward, then retract... and back again... 20 times
as slut recites her chant of penance. When that is done, slut may proceed in similar fashion with the right.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Is that understood?”
Again.
“Yes, Mistress.”
“The penance may begin. Remember… the safe word remains ‘passion’.”
Slut gripped the pliers, opened its beveled jaws, and winced as the sharp sensation of its bite radiated through her naked and impaled body.
One.
“Pain slut grieves that she has displeased Mistress and will atone.”
Two.
“Pain slut grieves that she has displeased Mistress and will atone.”
Three.
“Pain slut grieves that she has displeased Mistress and will atone.”
The pleasure on her countenance was just as evident as the pain. It was so beautiful to behold. My nipple slut was in a trance and en route to that special Elysium.
The 20th pass was filled with as much passion as the first.
“Done, Mistress.“
“Good. Now… slut is to close the pliers around her left nipple again... squeeze and pull to their farthest extent, then twist, and hold it as she recites her penance 25 times... and as she does... slut may caress her pussy. Has pain slut understood?
“Yes, Mistress, this slut understands and thanks You for the additional attention.”
“slut may begin... and when done with the left, slut may pay similar attention to the right.”
“As Mistress directs.”
The next 25 transported My pain slut. Her mind went blank, save for the pleasure derived from the harsh pain inflicted by the repeated steel bites on her aching nipples.
“Mistress, this slut is done.”
“Good. Is slut okay?”
“ I am, Mistress. I do not know what to say right at this time.”
“Slut’s aside confuses Mistress. Explain yourself”
“Yes, Mistress. Sluts mind is overloaded with such incredible sensations from her Mistress's slut nipples, I can't think, just feel and lust, Mistress.”
“Very well, dear.”
I went on.
“Slut may repeat the penance... but 28 times.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“… and close the pliers harder.”
“ I will Mistress, I will.”
“Slut may begin. Remember to continue to caress your pussy. Slut may also taste herself.”
The pain grew unbearable but My slut never wavered. She was always at peace in the world she had created for herself over the years… and thankful that I had guided her return.
“Is slut okay?”
“Catching my breath, Mistress.”
“Is slut ready for the next phase?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Very well, dear. Mistress wants you to close the pliers around your left nipple... pull it as far as it will go... and then... hold it there... and gradually apply more and more pressure until it no longer is bearable… and slut will continue to rub herself as she performs the task.”
“Yes, Mistress. Your sluts nipples are becoming very sensitive again.”
“Good. Gradually squeeze harder and harder. Think of Me sitting her with My thighs spread wide and rubbing myself… see Me picturing those delightful nipples pressed flat in between the teeth of the pliers.”
Slut pain began in earnest.
“Mistress is smiling at slut's pain. Slut's pain pleases Mistress.”
The words proved music to her ears. It’s what she longed to hear.
“May I taste also, Mistress. Please?”
“Yes, dear, you may. Did you not hear Mistress give that command earlier?”
The oblation began.
“Has slut reached her tolerance?”
“Not quite yet, Mistress.”
I knew what she craved.
press down hard
“Squeeze hard... til you want to cry out in pleasure.”
She did as instructed.
“Passion, Mistress. Passion.”
The safe word.
“Yes. Yes. Relax your grip.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Has slut paid attention to both nipples?”
“Just the left, Mistress.”
“Slut may proceed with the right one. When I visit you, I will bring with me a very special pair of pliers for you. It will cause you a great deal of pain.”
“Pain is pleasure, Mistress.”
“Yes, baby... it is.”
“My fingers are so wet & the keyboard is a mess, Mistress.”
“Taste them, slut. Lick your essence from them.”
“I am, Mistress. Rubbing Your nectar on my lips.”
“Good.“
Slut went forward with the task at hand.
“Has slut reached her threshold with the right nipple?”
“Almost, Mistress. Not quite yet.”
“Very well. You may continue.”
Slut obeyed.
“Are your juices flowing hard?”
“Passion, Mistress, passion !!”
“Yes. Stop.”
Slut trembled uncontrollably, groped for breath. Passionate tears of pleasure streamed down her cheeks.
“Why, Mistress, why do You take Your slut so?”
“Mistress loves Her sluts nipple pain.”
“But I do not know what to do with myself Mistress.”
“Slut's pain always makes Mistress wet… and Mistress is very wet tonight.”
“As is Her nipple slut, very wet.”
“Good. You may use both hands in your pussy… but you are not to cum yet.”
“Never again without Your permission, Mistress.”
“Good.”
“After I play in Your wet slut pussy may I ask Mistress something?”
“Yes, dear. That’s it. Bring yourself right to the edge... but don’t cum.”
Slut fought the hot surge about to froth.
“I have stopped playing in Mistress's slut pussy.”
“You may ask your question.”
“ Mistress, I have had a couple sister's in comments refer to me as nipple pain slut el or refer to me in another way or 2 to these slut nipples, what do they know of my fetish?”
“They know you refer to yourself as nipple pain slut… and they know that you find fulfillment in it. Mistress's comments to nearly all of them exalt your devotion to Me.”
Slut beamed her appreciation.
“This nipple pain slut is so very devoted, Mistress. You control me.”
“Mistress was also making your fetish known in keeping with your need to publicize it.”
“Yes, that is what I was getting at, Mistress. I found myself becoming aroused as I saw that earlier today in a comment as well as a blog.”
“Yes. Mistress will do more of that. I am proud and pleased with your nipple pain and I want all to know.”
“Yes, Mistress. It is something that has controlled this slut for some time.”
“I know.”
A moment or two of silence passed between us.
“Are you recovered enough to continue?”
“I think Mistress. I will always do as You say. I trust Your use of me completely. I know the safe word.”
“Very well, dear. Now… retrieve the pliers.”
“Yes, they are here, Mistress.”
“ I want you to do this is quick rapid movements. I want you to bite down extremely hard on your nipple… starting with the left… and release your grip quickly, then bite down extremely hard again, release quickly, and so on... do this 10 times. Do you understand what I mean?”
“Ten times to each side, Mistress.”
“Yes.”
“But it must be extremely hard and release... hard and release.”
“Understood, Mistress.”
“If understood, you may begin.’
“Done with both, Mistress.”
The speed with which slut completed this task startled Me… but I had learned from My encounters with her to never underestimate the alacrity of her passion.
“Good. Is slut near the threshold?”
Slut didn’t use the safe word but I was convinced she was there.
“Not yet. Mistress. Because I cannot reach my nipples too well with my mouth and teeth… I can only get just a little to the tips.”
It was clear to Me now.
I smiled My response.
“Not with your mouth... with the pliers.”
Slut’s blush of passion turned to one of embarrassment.
“I completely understood, Mistress.”
“I want you to do this with the pliers... in quick jerks... bite down extremely hard with the pliers... extremely hard... and release very quickly... and bite down extremely hard again and release quickly... and so on... Ten times on each nipple.”
“Yes, Mistress. My mind must have been on something else.”
Slut’s explanation intrigued Me.
“On what else, dear?”
“When we were talking about my nipple pain earlier, I began thinking of You biting them.”
“Yes, dear… I will.... I will bite down on them very hard when we're together.”
“… then when You said bite down, I went there… maybe in anticipation, Mistress.”
“Mmmmmmmm. You may begin now if we're clear on what I want.”
“Yes, Mistress, we are clear.”
“Very well ... you may begin, dear.”
Slut went about her task with customary passion.
“Finished, Mistress. So VERY TENDER NOW.”
“Good. Twelve more now. You may begin.“
“Finished, Mistress.”
“Fifteen now. Begin.”
“Passion, Mistress… I do not think I can do fifteen. Please”
Slut had reached her limits.
“Stop.”
A brief pause followed.
“Caress your nipples.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Soothe them. Show them a little soft attention.”
“They are hard but feel so good on the underside of my fingertips, Mistress.”
“Good. You may use lotion if you wish.”
“As I trail a fingernail over them my body shudders… I will, Mistress, thank You.”
“Yes, dear. Apply the lotion to them with your tongue.”
“You mean drip on my tongue and circle my nipple or drip on my nipple and spread it around with my tongue, Mistress?”
“The latter.”
“Yes, Mistress…. anything You command.”
“Can you feel your tongue on them?”
“ I can feel the wetness, Mistress.”
“Good. Are your nipples responding?”
“Yes, very much, Mistress.”
“Good.”
“They are so alive… so sensitive.”
“Then slut is fulfilled?“
“Yes, Mistress, thank You. May Your slut clamp them please, Mistress?”
“Slut may…. in fact... I want you to sleep with them clamped.”
“Thank you, Mistress.”
El waited for Me thus in the ether of her mindset. She reflected on My ownership of her, the pleasure her enslavement gave Me, and the fulfillment it brought to her. Slut needed to feel pain as much as I needed to inflict it.
Her increasing number of sisters were ensconced for the night. Mistress has given them leave. All understood that slave orchid, who enjoyed My favor, would orgasm with Me later.
Moments later, pain slut’s wait was rewarded.
“Most beautiful and loving Mistress, Your slut is Yours as long as You will have her.”
I smiled with the warm smile an owner casts down on Her pet.
“My beautiful pain slut.”
The day’s untoward events still haunted her.
“Mistress, I am sorry for my actions earlier, please accept my apology.”
The benevolent smile I wore broadened.
“slut's apology is accepted.”
“thank You Mistress, I have been a nervous wreck. I don't like for my work to affect me Mistress and it has, I am here for You. Mistress, I love knowing I can please You in any way. The world for You if it were mine to give.”
The desire to caress My pet, to stroke her gently and soothe her worry overwhelmed Me.
“slut may retrieve the pliers.”
“They are close at hand, Mistress.”
I knew they would be. Slut had grown very fond of them of late. The pain it brought, excruciating at times, transported her into another dimension.
“Does slut prefer to be lotioned?’
“If it pleases Mistress, not just yet.”
“Very well, dear.”
“How many times shall I say Your penance, Mistress?”
Slut wanted so much to atone for what she’d called her earlier insolence and unsatisfactory behavior. And she was right. The day had proved nearly tragic and the loss of favor imminent.
“As slut's penance... she will recite the following: ‘pain slut grieves that she has displeased Mistress and will atone.’
“As You command of this one, Mistress, I will obey.”
“slut will begin by closing the pliers around her left nipple... she will press moderately hard, twist, and pull forward, then retract... and back again... 20 times
as slut recites her chant of penance. When that is done, slut may proceed in similar fashion with the right.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Is that understood?”
Again.
“Yes, Mistress.”
“The penance may begin. Remember… the safe word remains ‘passion’.”
Slut gripped the pliers, opened its beveled jaws, and winced as the sharp sensation of its bite radiated through her naked and impaled body.
One.
“Pain slut grieves that she has displeased Mistress and will atone.”
Two.
“Pain slut grieves that she has displeased Mistress and will atone.”
Three.
“Pain slut grieves that she has displeased Mistress and will atone.”
The pleasure on her countenance was just as evident as the pain. It was so beautiful to behold. My nipple slut was in a trance and en route to that special Elysium.
The 20th pass was filled with as much passion as the first.
“Done, Mistress.“
“Good. Now… slut is to close the pliers around her left nipple again... squeeze and pull to their farthest extent, then twist, and hold it as she recites her penance 25 times... and as she does... slut may caress her pussy. Has pain slut understood?
“Yes, Mistress, this slut understands and thanks You for the additional attention.”
“slut may begin... and when done with the left, slut may pay similar attention to the right.”
“As Mistress directs.”
The next 25 transported My pain slut. Her mind went blank, save for the pleasure derived from the harsh pain inflicted by the repeated steel bites on her aching nipples.
“Mistress, this slut is done.”
“Good. Is slut okay?”
“ I am, Mistress. I do not know what to say right at this time.”
“Slut’s aside confuses Mistress. Explain yourself”
“Yes, Mistress. Sluts mind is overloaded with such incredible sensations from her Mistress's slut nipples, I can't think, just feel and lust, Mistress.”
“Very well, dear.”
I went on.
“Slut may repeat the penance... but 28 times.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“… and close the pliers harder.”
“ I will Mistress, I will.”
“Slut may begin. Remember to continue to caress your pussy. Slut may also taste herself.”
The pain grew unbearable but My slut never wavered. She was always at peace in the world she had created for herself over the years… and thankful that I had guided her return.
“Is slut okay?”
“Catching my breath, Mistress.”
“Is slut ready for the next phase?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Very well, dear. Mistress wants you to close the pliers around your left nipple... pull it as far as it will go... and then... hold it there... and gradually apply more and more pressure until it no longer is bearable… and slut will continue to rub herself as she performs the task.”
“Yes, Mistress. Your sluts nipples are becoming very sensitive again.”
“Good. Gradually squeeze harder and harder. Think of Me sitting her with My thighs spread wide and rubbing myself… see Me picturing those delightful nipples pressed flat in between the teeth of the pliers.”
Slut pain began in earnest.
“Mistress is smiling at slut's pain. Slut's pain pleases Mistress.”
The words proved music to her ears. It’s what she longed to hear.
“May I taste also, Mistress. Please?”
“Yes, dear, you may. Did you not hear Mistress give that command earlier?”
The oblation began.
“Has slut reached her tolerance?”
“Not quite yet, Mistress.”
I knew what she craved.
press down hard
“Squeeze hard... til you want to cry out in pleasure.”
She did as instructed.
“Passion, Mistress. Passion.”
The safe word.
“Yes. Yes. Relax your grip.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Has slut paid attention to both nipples?”
“Just the left, Mistress.”
“Slut may proceed with the right one. When I visit you, I will bring with me a very special pair of pliers for you. It will cause you a great deal of pain.”
“Pain is pleasure, Mistress.”
“Yes, baby... it is.”
“My fingers are so wet & the keyboard is a mess, Mistress.”
“Taste them, slut. Lick your essence from them.”
“I am, Mistress. Rubbing Your nectar on my lips.”
“Good.“
Slut went forward with the task at hand.
“Has slut reached her threshold with the right nipple?”
“Almost, Mistress. Not quite yet.”
“Very well. You may continue.”
Slut obeyed.
“Are your juices flowing hard?”
“Passion, Mistress, passion !!”
“Yes. Stop.”
Slut trembled uncontrollably, groped for breath. Passionate tears of pleasure streamed down her cheeks.
“Why, Mistress, why do You take Your slut so?”
“Mistress loves Her sluts nipple pain.”
“But I do not know what to do with myself Mistress.”
“Slut's pain always makes Mistress wet… and Mistress is very wet tonight.”
“As is Her nipple slut, very wet.”
“Good. You may use both hands in your pussy… but you are not to cum yet.”
“Never again without Your permission, Mistress.”
“Good.”
“After I play in Your wet slut pussy may I ask Mistress something?”
“Yes, dear. That’s it. Bring yourself right to the edge... but don’t cum.”
Slut fought the hot surge about to froth.
“I have stopped playing in Mistress's slut pussy.”
“You may ask your question.”
“ Mistress, I have had a couple sister's in comments refer to me as nipple pain slut el or refer to me in another way or 2 to these slut nipples, what do they know of my fetish?”
“They know you refer to yourself as nipple pain slut… and they know that you find fulfillment in it. Mistress's comments to nearly all of them exalt your devotion to Me.”
Slut beamed her appreciation.
“This nipple pain slut is so very devoted, Mistress. You control me.”
“Mistress was also making your fetish known in keeping with your need to publicize it.”
“Yes, that is what I was getting at, Mistress. I found myself becoming aroused as I saw that earlier today in a comment as well as a blog.”
“Yes. Mistress will do more of that. I am proud and pleased with your nipple pain and I want all to know.”
“Yes, Mistress. It is something that has controlled this slut for some time.”
“I know.”
A moment or two of silence passed between us.
“Are you recovered enough to continue?”
“I think Mistress. I will always do as You say. I trust Your use of me completely. I know the safe word.”
“Very well, dear. Now… retrieve the pliers.”
“Yes, they are here, Mistress.”
“ I want you to do this is quick rapid movements. I want you to bite down extremely hard on your nipple… starting with the left… and release your grip quickly, then bite down extremely hard again, release quickly, and so on... do this 10 times. Do you understand what I mean?”
“Ten times to each side, Mistress.”
“Yes.”
“But it must be extremely hard and release... hard and release.”
“Understood, Mistress.”
“If understood, you may begin.’
“Done with both, Mistress.”
The speed with which slut completed this task startled Me… but I had learned from My encounters with her to never underestimate the alacrity of her passion.
“Good. Is slut near the threshold?”
Slut didn’t use the safe word but I was convinced she was there.
“Not yet. Mistress. Because I cannot reach my nipples too well with my mouth and teeth… I can only get just a little to the tips.”
It was clear to Me now.
I smiled My response.
“Not with your mouth... with the pliers.”
Slut’s blush of passion turned to one of embarrassment.
“I completely understood, Mistress.”
“I want you to do this with the pliers... in quick jerks... bite down extremely hard with the pliers... extremely hard... and release very quickly... and bite down extremely hard again and release quickly... and so on... Ten times on each nipple.”
“Yes, Mistress. My mind must have been on something else.”
Slut’s explanation intrigued Me.
“On what else, dear?”
“When we were talking about my nipple pain earlier, I began thinking of You biting them.”
“Yes, dear… I will.... I will bite down on them very hard when we're together.”
“… then when You said bite down, I went there… maybe in anticipation, Mistress.”
“Mmmmmmmm. You may begin now if we're clear on what I want.”
“Yes, Mistress, we are clear.”
“Very well ... you may begin, dear.”
Slut went about her task with customary passion.
“Finished, Mistress. So VERY TENDER NOW.”
“Good. Twelve more now. You may begin.“
“Finished, Mistress.”
“Fifteen now. Begin.”
“Passion, Mistress… I do not think I can do fifteen. Please”
Slut had reached her limits.
“Stop.”
A brief pause followed.
“Caress your nipples.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Soothe them. Show them a little soft attention.”
“They are hard but feel so good on the underside of my fingertips, Mistress.”
“Good. You may use lotion if you wish.”
“As I trail a fingernail over them my body shudders… I will, Mistress, thank You.”
“Yes, dear. Apply the lotion to them with your tongue.”
“You mean drip on my tongue and circle my nipple or drip on my nipple and spread it around with my tongue, Mistress?”
“The latter.”
“Yes, Mistress…. anything You command.”
“Can you feel your tongue on them?”
“ I can feel the wetness, Mistress.”
“Good. Are your nipples responding?”
“Yes, very much, Mistress.”
“Good.”
“They are so alive… so sensitive.”
“Then slut is fulfilled?“
“Yes, Mistress, thank You. May Your slut clamp them please, Mistress?”
“Slut may…. in fact... I want you to sleep with them clamped.”
“Thank you, Mistress.”
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