Leigh shares about her clothespin punishment for when she does not follow the established rules.

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I was lying in bed with four clothes pins attached to my labia breathing through the sharp sensations of my discipline.  My breathing was shallow. The clothes pins bit into my flesh and I absolutely hated when Master restrained me in this way.  I also sensed that he disliked administering my punishments, but he did so any how.  I begged him to please be done with this horrible ordeal without any luck.

“The squeeze of the clothespins on my labia still stinging in rhythm with my nipples, tore me down to a place of submission.

I was in pain.  Not the kind of torment where I need a band-aid and some time to let things heal, but rather, the kind of discomfort that put my body on high alert for incoming  arousal.

I knew I had done wrong by not returning phone calls to Master, but I also felt angry with him for not giving me the attention I needed over the past couple of days.  This ordeal made me dislike him.

“May I please remove the clips from my pussy lips Master… please?” I asked politely.

“No” he responded promptly.  The grip of the clips on my drenched pussy lips intensified…

…to be continued

 

Can Leigh stay out of trouble with her new Master or will her rebellion surface?  

 

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