Pixel's piercing story - ok it wasn't quite like this... but in ones mind, isn't it the scenario that matters most? :-)

He reentered the room, and glanced at her prone naked form bound spread eagle on the bed. Her eyes covered by the blind fold removing her sight, and leaving only her other senses to discern his movement. He could see the small quivers over her body now and then, as she fretfully chewed her bottom lip. She was His. The power in this knowledge flowed over him with a sense of awe, love and pervse excitement. The trust and commitment they had both struggled through to reach this point was only the tip of the iceberg. By his hands he knew he'd expand their play, cause her extreme pain and intense pleasure, something they both needed.

Setting the small box down beside her on the bed, he then knelt beside her. She gasped as his fingers ran up the sides of her body, up under her arm pits. His mouth bent to her breast, tongue teasing her nipple. Her excitement was apparent, her nipple ring standing straight as her nipple hardened to the size of a raspberry. Taking it between his fingers he rolled the nipple and squeezed. "Who are you?" he asked her in a husky voice. "Your slave" she whispered. "Who's slave?" he asked again with a harder squeeze. "Yours!" "Who am I slave?" he growled and pinched the nipple flat. "MASTER" she cried out finally, after which he released her captive nipple. Whimpering she turned her head into the pillow.

His hands explored down her body, flaking of pieces of dried wax that had been dripped on her earlier. Her head was back up, her lips slightly parted in pleasure. His fingers went lower, to the moist center of her. "I have decided that I will pierce your clit" he informed her. "No!" she cried out. But his fingers found her hard nub and were squeezing it, her hips responding as he knew they would, regardless of her fear. "Tell me you will do anything I want... Tell your Master that you are his...", saying this he reached over with his left hand to open the box, and moving things around removed a pair of forceps. "Master.. please.. not that... Yes I am Yours! but not that!" she cried, her head moving back and forth, her pulse racing forcing the arteries in her neck to visibly throb. Mildly disgusted and a bit angered by her stubbornness he quickly said, "Fine, I will release you.. I have NO use for you if not willingly giving yourself to me." The response was as he expected. Her sudden reform. "Noooo, Master! I AM yours. I will do ANYTHING you want. I GIVE myself, body and soul to YOU." A shudder of sadistic pleasure ran through him. He'd known he was pushing her limits, as she didn't resort to any safe word or caution signal. She was willing, but the last threads of her unwillingness still needed stretching to allow her to go where she ultimately wanted to go. "Ah... you are indeed a good slave" he whispered as his mouth found her.. and nibbled on her clit. His tongue flicking over it's hardness, as he felt her strain to be closer. He knew she desired release. For the past hour they'd played, he's found his over and over, but he'd denied her the pleasure of orgasm - to keep her in this heightened state of excitement which he knew he'd finish by piercing her.

Sitting back up, he reached up to release her right arm. "You will continue playing with yourself while I pierce you. You are NOT allowed to make yourself cum. Is that understood?" "Yes Master" she answered, as her fingers moving down and played with her erect clit. He took a felt tipped pen from the box, visually inspected where he wanted to place the rings on her outer labia's. Finding balanced locations, he marked her. Watching her playing, he felt his own hardness twitch. He felt an urge to devour her flood over him, to pump himself into her and squeeze her breasts till she cried out in pain/ecstasy. Containing his urge, he opened a swab package and wiped the area with betadine wash,, including his fingers and the forceps. The single hollow needle still sat in it's sterile bubble package, waiting to be of use. He removed two small silver rings, removing their bead, he swabbed them with the wash. He was ready.

By looking at her he could see she'd lost a bit of the excitement, and wanting her to enjoy this as much as he did he knew he'd have to stimulate her mind, not just her body. "Imagine I will stand you naked before all, and show them your new rings on your pretty pouty lips". He saw a flash of relief come over her, as she feared the labia piercing less then the clit-hood. A sharp intake of breath preceded her "yes Master". "I will buy a small lock, and lock the two rings together. A reminder to you that you are My property." Sliding his fingers over her smoothly shaved lips, now colored golden from the betadine wash. He could see she was as ready as she'd ever be. Taking up the forceps he clamped her left labia between its tight jaws, making sure both marks were visible on either side. "Ohhh.... oowwww.." She cried out slightly. Letting the forceps lay on her thigh he picked up the sterile needle package and tore it open. The glint off the razor sharp edge shimmered. For a moment he thought he'd enjoy seeing the fear in her eyes if he were to uncover her eyes and make her gaze upon the needle. Instead he picked up the forceps in his left hand, and positioned the point of the needle with the right. Her frantic rubbing belied her fear and anxiousness. "You are my slut, my slave. Your pain is my pleasure... My gift to you... Do you want this gift?" "Yesssssss..." she hissed through clenched teeth, which turned into a moan of pain as he pushed the needle quickly through the taut flesh of her labia. "Ahhh.... ohhh..... " she moaned quietly more, and turned her head to muffle the sound in the pillow. He placed one end of a ring in the end of the needle, and drew it through. Using his fingers he pressed the open ring back together, the tugging on the newly pierced flesh bringing small whimpers from her. He closed the ring with a small bead, and gently moved the ring inspecting it and his work. "There is the first, that wasn't so bad now was it? Ah.. and what a pretty ring you now have here." Moving the equipment to her left side, he prepared for the second piercing. She was no longer moaning, in fact her free hand had reached down to gingerly touch the new ring, eliciting A small smile to her lips. "Are you ready my love for the next one?" he asked, using words he knew would sooth and show his pride in her. "Yes" she whispered. Her hand moving up to pull the corner of the pillow over her mouth, all thoughts of playing with her clit were gone. She obviously was at a point of just enduring the pain, this he expected, but he was anxious to see how she'd be afterwards. Picking up the forceps he placed and adjusted them on her right labia. Wiping the needle down again with wash, he positioned it. With a quick glance at his slave, he pushed it through quickly. "AAAAAAaaaaaaaaa" She screamed into her pillow "Ooooowwwwwww...ohohohooowwwwwwwwwweeee. Oh that hurts! that hurts! that hurts!" She cried out. A flash of sadness came over him, worry that he'd pushed her too far, concern that she'd be ok, so many thoughts. "Just hold on a bit more, while I put the ring in. It's over.. the pain is over. You are now pierced!" he explained while he closed the ring and placed the bead. She stopped moaning and wiggling, her hand was down exploring the feeling of the two new rings. "That feels sooo cool!" She exclaimed, seemingly forgetting the pain she had just endured. While he meanwhile took a clean wet towelette and wiped the area clean, including just a small smear of blood from the last piercing.

"Ahh..... they are beautiful... just like my slave." he said gently, as he touched the rings and pulled them slightly. "Oh. I want to see!! " She said. He reached up and released her other arm, and removed the blindfold. He handed her a mirror so she could better see the two rings now adorning her flesh. She carefully touched them, pulled them, spun them in the hole. "They don't even hurt!" she said excitedly! "oohh.... fuck me.. please!!" her fingers had moved back to her clit as the residual fear excitement and endorphins flooded her system making her excited and hot. His own body was fully ready, just the site of the two shining rings saw to that. He moved himself between her legs, holding them straight up so that he could look down and watch himself move into her with the rings moving on either side. He buried himself in her.. and lost himself in her as she cried in pleasure... "Yes Master... Oh thank you Master!!..."

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