Pins and Needles

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Pins and NeedlesYou follow your master on your hands and knees along the cold hard floorof the dimly lit corridor. Your knees ache dully as you struggle over thehard surface. You sigh with discomfort as the thought enters your mind thatyou are in for far worse. The leash tugs against your collar as you Masterstriding slowly beside you urges you on with a sharp pull as you all behinda little. You reach the door at the end of the corridor, a hidden passageform the bottom of the wine cellar of the house. The door is tall andmenacing, all the more so because you know what lies behind it, Master’sdungeon!Your master eases the key to the door from his pocket with deliberatelyslow precision like he does with everything else in life, though in thiscase it is only to tease out your anxiety, especially as what awaits you isunknown to you, Master’s latest surprise for you. He likes givingsurprises.You hear the unmistakable heavy click of the lock being released, thatsound haunts you after having been left on the other side alone in thedark, naked and bound on too many occasions. Your Master eases the dooropen, and bids you enter before him. You comply, crawling uncomfortably onthe unforgiving floor.Your Master follows in behind you niğde escort and shuts the door. He releases the leashand you immediately kneel at his feet before him as you were trained to do.He motions to the large bondage table in the middle of the room. Its sheersize and presence is intimidating enough, The thick leather and well wornstraps hang lazily on the corners, you shudder slightly at the sight ofthem, knowing how inescapable they are. A breeze gently passes through theroom form the vents leading to the street above, it caresses your nakedskin, giving you shivers. You crawl to the table, stand and clamber ontoit. “On your back” Your Master instructs calmly and firmly before thequestion comes to your mind.He approaches the table as you settle into the spread-eagled positionmaster loves so much. He slowly moves round the table binding your wristsand ankles firmly in the soft yet sturdy leather straps. He places a handgently above your foot as he finishes the last of the restraints at yourankle. He gently and slowly runs his large and soft hand up the inside ofyou leg, right up to you crotch, he runs a finger teasingly over youmoistened clit. You moan in pleasure at Master’s touch, his face impassive.He draws escort niğde away from you, finding cover in the shade around the edge of thelarge room where the dim light cannot penetrate. The table lining the wallsand the many hooks on the walls themselves are laden with the innumerabletools of Master’s trade. He returns to you with a strip of dark silk, hebinds your eyes with it and you are without sight. You hear nothing.Minutes draw out and still nothing.A prick! You cry out more for the shock of it than the pain, but he painslowly sets in. Another then another!, they are relentless and move overyou tender skin. Picking you over your belly unceasingly. You moan in pain,“please!” You whimper, uncontrollably, unsure as to how to react to thisnew sensation. There is no word from your master. Instead you feel hisfingers dance lightly over your clit and labia drawing out that softfeeling of ecstacy from within you. The pricks are not more slow anddeliberate, wandering more painfully towards between your legs. You gasp atthe thought of what is happening, your breath shortens. “Please no!! Youforce out “Not there!” you say but the sound barely escapes your lips. Thepricks though now more intense pass your crotch and appear niğde escort bayan over the insideof your thigh. You breath relief as they wander agonisingly slow down theinside of you leg. The reach the ankle strap, the disappear.Arrghhh! You cry out in shock! The prick on your nipples is shocking!“Please!” you cry, tears well up form you, you struggle against your bonds,breathing hard, beads of sweat form on your tormented skin, your Master’sfingers tease labia, the orgasm growing ever stronger inside you, buildinguncontrollably! The sensation ends.“Nooo!, Mercy Please!!! you scream as Master’s fingers are joined by thepricks! They dance cruelly over your now tender clit. Master pushes afinger into your wet pussy, not too deep, making you ache for it to go allthe way, fuck you and end the tease. “No more!!!! Please!!!” You arescreaming, tears forming as the sensation becomes more intense as yourMaster increases his pressure on that horrible instrument of torture,driving the cruel points into your swollen clit.The pricks suddenly disappear and before you can sigh relief, masterplunges his fingers deep into your soaking pussy. They search out your gspot and massage it fiercely! You can hold back no more “Master Please!!!!”You cry out! “Cum for me darling” He replies calmly, you explode withpleasure as you finally release!!!!!!! He reaches down and kisses youdeeply as he mercilessly massages your g spot, forcing wave after wave ofunbridled pleasure.

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