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Chapter 3
Tara:
Having Jessica spend the night with her hands cuffed behind her back and her face lodged between my tits was divine. She fell asleep right away while I groped her ass until I drifted off.
I woke up with a devious idea in my head.
"Wake up, pet." I gave her rump a playful swat, causing her to jump in my embrace.
"Did you sleep well?" I lifted The blanket and she looked up at me with her pretty green eyes.
"Yes, Mistress."
"I'll bet you did," I replied, grinning at her. She returned my grin and buried her face into my chest again.
"You naughty girl!" I swatted her ass again. "Get up, I'll make you some breakfast."
I extricated myself from her and headed for the kitchen to pour us some cereal, and my pet walked in not long after and sat ar the table. I poured some milk and cereal into a bowl and slid it over to her. She looked at it for a moment, then looked at me and stammered "Mistress... uh... how do I-"
"You are my pet, right? Pets don't use spoons. You'll figure it out. Come to think of it, pets don't use the table either."
I grabbed the bowl and placed it on the floor. She looked at me and begged with her eyes for a few seconds before moving to the floor, defeated. She sat on her knees and leaned forward into the bowl, her cute little ass in the air. She lapped at it for a few minutes before losing her balance and ending up face first in the bowl, cereal and milk all over her face and the floor. Exactly what I was hoping would happen.
"Bad girl!" I yelled, trying to look angrier than I really was.
"I'm sorry, Mistress!" I think the fall scared the poor thing more than I did. I went for some paper towels and told her not to move.
When I returned, she was still lying on her side. She looked like she was going to cry. It was a good look on her.
"I'm sor-"
"Hush. I need to clean you up, then when I'm done, go stand facing the corner while I clean up your mess."
I wiped her face off and sent her to the living room. I took my time wiping up the floor, I wanted to savor these minutes.
After I had cleaned the floor, I went into the living room and sat on the couch. I ogled my pet's rear while I pondered how to punish her. When I had decided I called her over and ordered her to kneel in front of me. She still had that look on her face
"You know you need to be punished, don't you, pet?"
"Yes, Mistress," she said, clearly fighting back tears, "I'm sorry Mistress."
"I know, pet," I patted her head, "I know, but you still need to be punished, now lie over my knees. I am going to spank you ten times on each cheek."
She quickly obeyed. I rubbed her ass, squeezing once or twice, savoring the moment.
"Are you ready, pet?"
"Yes, Mistress."
I raised my arm and brought it down onto her right cheek.
*SMACK*
She moaned. "Ahhhh."
I raised my arm again and brought it down on her left cheek this time.
*SMACK*
She moaned again as her flesh jiggled.
*SMACK*
"Owwww!"
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
After I had finished, my pet's ass was bright red and she was bawling with her face buried in the sofa. I slid her gently onto the floor and headed to the bedroom and get the key to her handcuffs. As I listened to her sobs from the bedroom, I wondered if maybe I had pushed her too far. It was then that I noticed a wet spot on my pajamas. The little minx was getting off on it.
I went back into the living room and cupped her tear-streaked face in my hand.
"I'm goung to unlock your handcuffs, now. Since your arms have been locked behind your back all night, your shoulders will be quite sore, and I'm going to let you take it easy today."
Jessica:
Owwww! Mistress wasn't kidding when she said my shoulders would be sore. It hurt more than my spanking. I let my arms hang limply at my sides as I knelt on the floor. Mistress wrapped her arms around me in a tight embrace.
"You little slut," she whispered in my ear.
"Huh?" was all I could manage.
"You loved every second of your punishment, didn't you?"
All I could do was nod.
"You naughty girl. Let me tell you a secret: so did I. Come on, upsy-daisy!"
Mistress lifted me up in her arms and laid me on the couch. I lay on my back as she sat next to my head.
"Here, pet," she patted her lap and I rested my head on her legs, "now keep your hands at your sides."
"Yes, Mistress," I said as I looked up at her
She turned on the TV and put on some cartoon I didn't recognize. I continued to stare at the undersides of her boobs and face, she absent-mindedly pawed my chest, occasionally stopping to fiddle with my collar. God, she was beautiful. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment.
"Wakey-wakey," Mistress said as she gently nudged me, "nap time's over."
Realizing I had nodded off, I sat up and rubbed my eyes, my butt still sore from my punishment.
"I had an idea, while you where asleep, pet. Want to hear it?"
"Yes, Mistress," I said, still a bit groggy.
"Since I've been calling you 'pet' so often, I think you should at least act the part. What do you think?"
"I agree, Mistress," I said eagerly.
"I thought you might," she grinned, "stay there." She quickly darted into the bedroom and returned with my leash, a roll of pink bondage tape, and a big pink butt plug with a dog tail sticking out.
"All righty, let's get you fixed up, since pets don't walk on two legs or have hands, we need to remove the temptation" said Mistress giddily as she folded my arm and started wrapping it in tape, then did the same with my other arm. She moved to my legs and did the same to them.
When Mistress had finished with me, she had me roll onto my tummy and get up. The way I was taped up forced me to crawl on my elbows and knees.
"Okay, pet, now that that's done we need to get this in you," she held the butt plug up to my face, "and unfortunately, I seem to have misplaced the lube, so open wide."
Before I knew what was happening, she had shoved the plug into my mouth and said "Make sure you get it nice and wet."
I slobbered on the butt plug as much as I could and placed it into Mistress' open palm. She took it and moved behind me.
"Put your head on the floor and arch your back."
I obeyed as best I could. "Now relax, pet."
I breathed deeply and exhaled.
"1, 2, 3."
I gasped when I felt the cold slimy plastic pushing at my rear entrance and involuntarily tensed up.
"Shhhh," Mistress reassured me "relax."
She eased it in until I felt myself close around the plug.
"And it's in, that wasn't so bad, was it?"
"Uhn-uh" I responded with my face buried in the floor.
"Now, pet, you need to learn a few things. You're a doggy now. And doggies don't talk, do they?"
I almost said 'no' but caught myself and just shook my head.
"That's right, they don't. Doggies bark, so you bark once for 'yes' and twice for 'no.' Understand?"
I barked once.
"Good girl!" she patted my head, "Now wait here, Mistress will be right back."
She went to the bedroom and changed her clothes. When she came back she was wearing a tank top and short shorts. And holding an 8-inch, flesh colored dildo and a pair of hair ties.
"Doggies like bones, and here's yours."
She held the dildo in front of my face while she tied my hair into two pigtails that hung down each side of my neck.
"Okay pet, it's time to play outside!"
She clipped the leash to my collar and led me to the backyard. It was massive; there was a large pool, and past that a huge grassy area.
"Don't fall in," said Mistress as she led me past the pool.
"Okay, let's play fetch!" she unclipped my leash and tossed the dildo to the far side of the yard.
"Go get the bone! Go get it, Jessica!"
I crawled to where I saw the dildo land as fast as my bound limbs would take me and looked around. I spotted it near a bunch of dandelions and bent down to pick it up in my mouth, my Mistress laughing the whole time.
I carried the dildo back, and Mistress squatted down as I approached. She took the dildo from me and tossed it again, saying "Go get it! Go get it!"
I took off after it, following it with my eyes. This time it landed atop a bush out of my reach.
I made a show of trying to grab it and stumbled backwards, landing flat on my back. I looked up at the sky for a moment listening to Mistress' laughter, then rolled over and made my way to her and whimpered.
"Awww, poor doggy can't get her bone back?"
I barked.
"Okay, I'll get your bone for you, but it'll cost you."
Cost me? I whimpered in confusion.
"You'll just have to wait and find out."
I followed her over to the bush where the dildo was. She grabbed it off the bush, squatted down and held it up to my face.
"Doggy want the bone? Doggy want the bone? Come get it."
She wiggled it in front of me and I lunged at it, only for her to move it before I could get it.
"Awwww, too slow. Try again."
And the process repeated
"Aww, poor doggie. Wanna fetch again?"
I barked once.
"Okay, see it," she raised her arm and threw the dildo across the yard, "go get it!"
As I took off after it, I stumbled and ended up face first in the grass with my rear end sticking up in the air. I heard laughter approach me. As I moved to get up, Mistress said "No, don't move. I like looking at you this way."
She sat on the grass and rubbed her hand against my vulva. I tried to rub back, but Mistress moved her hand away, causing me to moan in frustration.
"No, no, greedy doggy. Good doggies take what they are given. Now wag your tail."
I shook my butt from side to side, the tail dancing for my Mistress. She laughed at my display.
"Good doggy! Now roll over, and I'll give you a special belly rub."
She lay on the grass next to me. She gave one of my nipples a pinch and my breast a squeeze.
"Doggy want belly rub?"
I barked. She gently raked her fingernails across my chest and down my belly, stopping just above my lower lips. She then lightly tickled my labia, causing me to thrust my hips upward as much as I could, my butt clenching around the plug. But she held her hand just out of reach. I looked over at her, begging silently.
"What's the matter, doggy?"
I whimpered.
"Aww, poor doggy."
She teased me again, I thrusted again, and again she moved her hand away. She continued her cruel game until I thought I would go insane. Mistress wiped a tear from my cheek and said cooed "Awww, poor, poor doggy. Tell you what, let's go inside, and I'll make you a nice lunch. How about that? Now go get your bone."
I barked once I went to retrieve the dildo, then brought it to my Mistress, my slit dripping the whole way.
"No no," she stopped me in front of the door.
I whined in confusion.
"Remember when I said my favor would cost you?"
I barked once.
"Well dirty doggies can't go inside. They'll track mud."
She was right, I was filthy. I had grass stains and dirt all over my back, and my whole body was covered with a slick sweat.
"You know what that means, right?"
I barked half-heartedly.
"That's right. Bath time!" she said with mock excitement before she disappeared around the side of the house and returned with a metal tub and the garden hose with the nozzle on it. She tossed the tub on the ground and ordered me in. I didn't like where this was going.
"You ready?"
I barked once nervously.
"Okay, here goes!"
She pointed the nozzle at me and squeezed. A jet of icy cold water hit me in the side causing me to yelp in surprise and curl up. After a few moments of spraying my back, Mistress ordered me to sit up with my arms and legs apart so she could clean me. She produced a rag and dipped it in the water. When she had gotten it soaked, she went to work on my face and neck, moving down to my breasts, then roughly cleaning my lady parts, causing me to moan. She repeated the process on my back, and cleaning my butt.
"Alright, now let's get this tape off you."
Mistress removed the now loose tape and plug and dried me off with a nearby towel.
As we went inside Mistress gently pulled on my collar.
"Are you ready for lunch? You may stand and speak now."
"Yes, Mistress, I'm very hungry."
"Okay," she said smiling, "go to the fridge and pick out something to eat. I'll fix anything you want since you were such a good doggie today."
"Thank you, Mistress."
I dashed to the refrigerator as Mistress went to the cupboard. I looked from shelf to shelf, searching for something I wanted, before eventually deciding on some pork chops. I handed them to my Mistress.
"Pork chops? Alright, I'll fix these up, and you go find something to watch on TV. When they're ready we'll have lunch, okay?"
"Okay, Mistress." She slapped my butt as I walked away.
I turned on the TV and flipped through the channels for a bit before settling on 'Buffy' reruns. It wasn't long before Mistress came in with two plates of pork chops and a fork on each plate. She handed one to me and sat down next to me.
"Buffy, huh? That takes me back."
We reminisced about old TV shows as we ate lunch. After we had finished, Mistress turned off the TV and turned to me with a serious look on her face.
"Jessica, I've been going pretty easy on you so far, but now I want to hurt you," my stomach turned.
What did she mean 'hurt me?'
"I need you to know that this isn't a punishment. You haven't done anything wrong, I just want to cause you as much pain as you can take. That's all there is to it. You have no say in this, since you are my property but I will give you a safeword, because this is your first time. Now how do you feel about this?"
I thought for a moment. I was scared. The look on her face scared me more than the thought of her torturing me. But in spite of all that, I could feel myself becoming wet. I looked up at her
"I'm scared, Mistress. But also excited."
Tara:
I couldn't wait to play with my slavegirl a little rougher, but first I really needed to piss, so I decided to use this as an opportunity to push her a little.
"Follow me."
I led her to the bathroom and had her kneel in front of the toilet. I pulled my shorts and panties off and sat down. I relaxed and released a stream of urine. My toy blushed and tried to turn away, but I grabbed her head and forced her to look at my pussy until I had finished.
"Now lick me clean," I said as I pushed my hips forward.
My slave took a little too long so I grabbed her by the pigtails and shoved her face into my crotch.
"I said lick!"
I felt her tongue come out of her mouth and start cleaning me. I started to get horny, but I wanted to wait before getting off, so I pushed her away.
"So, did you enjoy that? And tell the truth, pet."
"Ng-No, Mistress, I didn't."
"That's okay, you'll have plenty more chances to get used to it."
She looked like she was trying not to gag. I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing at her as I pulled my shorts up.
"Do you have to go potty?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Okay, but you'll do it the way I want you to. Now squat on the seat."
She hopped up and spread her legs.
"Relax, let it come."
She closed her eyes and a steady stream of piss began to flow.
"Good girl," I said as the flow abated, "good girl."
I took some toilet paper and patted her dry.
I took her to a locked door in the hallway and explained what was there.
"Now pet," I pulled a key out of my pocket and unlocked the door, "this used to be a spare bedroom, but now I like to call it the 'play room,' but for you, it will likely be a torture chamber. It's where I keep all the gear and furniture when they're not being used. So all the goodies in the box from yesterday, and your cage are in here."
I opened the door and pulled her inside. Her eyes got huge, it was so adorable. She looked from one piece of furniture to the other. Her eyes eventually landed on the large trunk where I keep all the bondage gear.
"Like what you see?" I asked.
"I'm... not sure, Mistress."
I chuckled, "That's alright pet. Now, before we start. I want you to know that I love you, and won't cause you any permanent or serious injuries. Now, you can beg and plead all you want, but I will only stop if you use your safety word, which is 'Red Light' but if you use it, know that you will be punished, though it won't be a traditional punishment like a whipping or spanking, and it won't cause you any physical pain. Are you all right with this?"
She thought for a moment before saying "Yes, Mistress. I'll do my best."
"Good. I know you will. Now kneel down and wait."
I went over to the trunk and pulled out a pair of suspension cuffs, nipple clamps, black bondage tape, rope, and four weights with hooks on them. I locked the cuffs on her wrists, then tied them to the rope. Then I strung the rope through a hook in the ceiling and hoisted her up until her face was level with mine and her feet about a foot off the floor. I tied the rope off on another hook in a nearby wall, grabbed and folded my pet's legs and taped them up the same way I had this morning.
"Alright, slave. Time for these," I grinned and held the clamps up to her face, a chain holding them together. I attached the first one to her left nipple, causing her to gasp. Then I attached the second one and gave them a light tug, eliciting a moan from my toy.
"Okay, now that that's done, I need to stick these on you," I held one of the weights up and put it on the center of her nipple chain.
"Owww!"
"Awww, poor slave," I said in mock sympathy as I placed another weight on the chain.
"Owwww! Aahh! No more weights please Mistress! No more!"
"Aww, but I still have two more I need to put on you, but I guess I could find somewhere else to hang them," I went back to the trunk and dug out another pair of clamps and twirled them in my hand as I walked back to my toy.
"Can you guess where these are going to go?"I could tell she knew what I was thinking.
"Please no, Mistress. Ple-aaahh!"
The chain hung down just below her knees.
"There, now to hang the weights."
She was shaking her head and started begging again, this time with tears in her eyes "please don-aaaoooww!"
"I'll let you rest there a moment while I go slip into something more sexy," I winked at her.
"Please, Mistress, don't leave me alone."
She sounded sincere, the poor thing. I wad a nasty idea as I walked past her to the door.
"Now now, I won't be gone long, and to make sure you aren't completely bored..."
I grabbed her by the knees and pulled her backwards. She started shaking her head and blubbering when she figured out what I was doing.
"Nononopleasenonononoplease."
"Wheee!" I yelled as I gave her a push. I watched her swing and cry a moment before leaving the room.
Back in my bedroom, I already knew what I was going to wear, but I wanted to make my toy wait. I went to the closet and grabbed a pair of red high heel boots that zipped all the way up the thigh and a matching corset. The set left my titties, ass, and pussy exposed, it was perfect. I silently made my way to the door and listened to my toy's weeping. It was music to my ears. I listened for a moment more and entered.
"Did you have fun?"
"N-no, ple-please let me down," she said between sobs.
"You want to get down?"
"Uh-huh."
I walked up to her and wiped a tear from her cheek and spoke to her in a sweet voice
"You probably want this off too, huh?" I lifted her pussy weights.
She just sniffled and nodded.
"Well let's see what we can do about that."
I dropped the weights, causing her to cry out again.
"Awww, poor slave."
She moaned as I unclipped the chain from her pussy.
"But now I have a problem, see, I have these two weights and nowhere to hang them. Where do you think they should go?"
"P-please no."
"What?"
"Please don't hang them on my nipples."
"Now there's an idea."
I put one of the weights on the chain between her tits, making her cry out.
"Owwwww!"
I put the other one on her.
"Aaaaaooowwww!"
"How does your pussy feel?"
"It h-hurts."
"Awwww, poor pussy."
I decided to make it hurt more in a bit, but for now I gently rubbed her lips. The little slut tried to thrust into my hand despite the pain it caused her tits. And she was soaked.
"Eww, you leaked all over my hand!"
I held my hand to her mouth.
"Well, clean up your mess."
Her tongue appeared from between her lips and worked its way between my fingers and over the surface of my hand.
"There, now let's see about getting you down."
I went to grab a piece of furniture and pushed it under my toy. I could see the panic in her eyes. I loved it.
"This is called a wooden horse. It was once used as an actual torture device. See, you sit here on this triangle-shaped piece of wood, and I enjoy your suffering. Of course, this one's dull enough not to actually do any real damage, but I still wouldn't want to be in your shoes right now."
She started to beg me not to lower her as I untied the rope from the wall.
"What? You wanted to get down, right?"
"Pleasenopleasenopleasenoplease"
"I have an idea for a fun little game. I'll ease you onto the horse, and you clench your legs against the sides and try to keep poor pussy off the tip. And for every 10 seconds you manage, I'll give you 5 seconds alone with a vibrator tomorrow. How's that?"
"O-okay, Mistress."
"Great!"
I lowered her slowly until her pussy was about an inch or two above the edge.
"Okay, legs together now," I gave the rope some slack "and if you try to support yourself with the rope, well let's just say don't do it and leave it at that."
She clenched her legs as tight as she could, but still she slowly slid downward.
"1 Mississippi," I counted "2 Mississippi."
The poor girl was so tired when she finally gave out, all she did was whimper, moan, and hang her head. She had made it to 112 seconds, what a trooper.
"Ooooohhhhhh."
"You've earned 55 seconds. Good job, but now I just don't know what to do with you."
I wandered the room, pondering what to do with my toy next when I spotted a riding crop. I picked it up and took it back over to her. She slumped forward, her wrists still above her head.
"I bet you wonder what I'm gonna do with this."
She groaned, exhausted. I whipped her right breast with the crop.
"Uuuhhhhh. Please...let...me...down" she said in short breaths.
"No, I think I'll have some fun first."
*WHACK*
"Ohhh."
The weights shook as her flesh danced.
*WHACK*
*WHACK*
I whipped her tits until my arm hurt. When I was finished, I stepped in for a closer look. There were welts all across her chest, along with a bruise or two. I felt my pussy getting moist.
"Alright slave, I'm going to take the clamps off now. The best part about clamps is they hurt just as much coming off," I grinned and gave her a peck on the cheek.
I reached up and undid one clamp.
"Ahhh!"
"Shhh, you're okay."
I gave the chain a hard pull and ripped the clamp from her tit.
"OOOWWWWWH!"
"You know I love it when you make those noises."
"Uuuuggghhhh."
I bent down to look at my toy's pussy. The wood around it was soaked with her juices.
"How lewd! You've leaked all over my horse. Disgusting girl. I guess I should let you down now."
I raised her up off the device and slid it out from under her. When it was gone, I lowered her onto the floor and removed the cuffs and tape to let her stretch a bit.
"Is-is it over?" she asked hopefully.
"Afraid not, toy," she looked crushed, "Awww, don't look that way, I'll get you some water, you want some water?"
"Uh-huh."
"Okay, stay here."
I went to the kitchen and returned with a glass of water, which I held to her lips. She drank it all in one big gulp.
"Still thirsty?"
"No, Mistress. Thank you."
"You're welcome. You ready for round two?"
"I, um-"
"That's okay, I'll give you a moment to rest."
"Thank you, Mistress."
I stroked her sore tits lightly. When she had relaxed I dug my fingernails into her soft flesh as roughly as I could. Her eyes shot open and she looked at me. I just smiled at her. She started shaking her head as I squeezed harder.
"Please stop. Please stop!"
"Oh you want me to stop?"
"Please!"
"Does your pussy want me to stop?"
I reached down and rubbed a hand across her pussy. It was soaked.
"I don't think pussy wants me to stop. But I'll stop when you're ready to play some more."
She didn't say anything else, just looked at me with pleading eyes while I pawed at her tits some more.
"I... I'm ready Mistress," she seemed to have her energy back.
"Goody!" I pinched her nipples and pulled upward. She arched her back, trying to lessen the pain. She couldn't stay up long, and quickly fell back to the floor, her nipples roughly slipping from my fingers. I got up and left my toy on the floor and went to the trunk. I pulled out two bags of 50 wooden clothespins each, along with a pair of ankle and wrist cuffs.
"Sit up and kneel."
I locked them on her and attached her right wrist to to her right ankle and did the same with her left. When that was done I held a bag up to her.
"Here's what I'm going to do. I'm going to stick as many of these bad boys on ou as I can fit, and let you have a little fun with them."
"Uh-"
I held a finger to her lips, "you don't have to say anything."
She just nodded. I tore open the first bag and dumped the clothespins all over the floor.
"Hmm, how am I going to get these on you? I wonder."
My toy whined as I started putting them on her tits.
After I was done, I had managed to get 13 on each of her breasts, four along the tops and undersides and five in the middle with one on each of her nipples. I also stuck 3 on each pussy lip, 4 on each thigh, 2 on each ear and eyebrow and 1 on her tongue for a total of 49. I thought a moment and managed to fit two dozen on her tummy and sides, bringing the total to 73.
"Now pet, just to make sure, tell me what your safe word is."
"Wed wight," she garbled.
"Good girl, now, you probably want those off as soon as possible, so here's the game: I'll take them off as soon as you bring me to orgasm, sound fair?"
"Yeph, Miphweph."
"And to make sure it's not too easy for you," I walked to the far side of the room and sat on a bench, "you have to get to me without falling or losing any clothespins, or you start over, and afterward, I'll punish you for each clothespin I have to replace."
I blew her a kiss and spread my legs, "Ready. Set. Go!"
She started out quickly, but after nearly losing her balance and falling on her face, she set a slower pace. When she finally reached me, she was out of breath and had tears flowing down her face again.
"Yay! You did it," I patted her head "good girl, now for your reward."
I removed the clothespin on her tongue and guided her face to my pussy.
"Get to work."
I felt her tongue run across my pussy, tasting my juices. She focused on my outer lips for a bit before her tongue found its way inside me. It was divine, having my slavegirl give me pleasure while she was suffering. As my climax built, I wrapped my legs around her head, pulling her hard into my pussy. Her muffled pleas were drowned out by my moans.
"That was great, now are you ready for these," I flicked a clothespin "to come off?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Okay, but first I want you to make them dance for me. Thrust your hips and shake your tiny titties."
"Please," she looked so pathetic, but I wasn't going to back down.
"Do as I say."
She hung her head and started to thrust. The clothespins danced and her flesh jiggled as she moaned in pain. I could watch her all night, but I could feel myself getting a little sleepy.
"Alright slave, let's get those off you," she had a bewildered look on her face as I walked past her to the trunk and fished out a cat-o-nine-tails.
She shook her head desperately as I approached.
"No, please, Mistress!"
"Oh, don't worry, this is just to get the clothespins off. You wanted them off, right?"
"Please-"
I raised my arm and brought the whip down on her tummy, knocking 7 clothespins off her.
"Aaaahhh!"
"Oh, and I won't whip the ones off your face. I'm not a monster," I laughed to myself as she stared at the whip, a look of fear on her face. I bent down and yanked the clothespins from her eyebrows without loosening them. I did the same to her ears.
"There, now for the rest."
I swung my arm and the whip connected with her tits, knocking 8 clothespins free.
"OOOooowww! Please-"
I ignored her and whipped her tummy again.
"AAAAAaaahh!"
I raised my arm and aimed the whip at her pussy this time. 2 clothespins landed on the floor as she shrieked.
We continued our little game until all the clothespins were on the floor. I bent down to comfort her.
"There there. You did so well. I'm proud of you."
I hugged her tight.
"Is it over?"
"It's over," I unclipped her cuffs from each other but left them on her body. She hugged me back. I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom. I laid her on my bed and admired the marks on her skin left by the clothespins and whip. I stripped and joined my toy on the bed.
"How do you feel, pet?"
"It hurts, Mistress."
"But you love it don't you?"
She looked away a moment and thought.
"I do, Mistress," she said when she turned to face me again.
"I knew you would."
"Can we," she paused.
"Yes, pet?"
"Can we do it again soon?"
I was elated. I hugged her tight and whispered in her ear "Of course we can."
I pulled the blanket over our bodies and we held each other until we fell asleep.
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