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Slave Leigh is quickly reminded of her place with Master’s nipple torture assignment.nipple torture

Master called upon me to locate my silver nipple rings.  I was instructed to wear them all day at work. Attaching them to my tender nipples was torturous.   Therefore, I was greatly concerned about following his orders.

“I breathed through the wicked waves they sent throughout.”

“Master, I have never worn them that long before.  I do not know if I can keep them on for that length of time.”

“Well, I guess you will find out what it’s like to wear them that long” he replied sternly without hesitation.

It was clear he was expecting nothing less than obedience.

“Since you are concerned, keep them on for one hour and then off for the next hour.  Repeat this pattern.”

Consequently, I gathered that was about the worst idea since reattachment would start the ache all over again.

I extended my soft pink nipple between the thumb and forefinger….

…to be continued

Will Leigh remember her place as a slave once the rings are removed?  How long will the sensations reside in her body after the nipple torture has ended?

 

 

 

Slave Leigh shares how Master marks his territory with cum.

Master wiped his slippery pre-cum onto my small pink lips with his fingertips.  His round pattern and his blue eyes watched my reaction intently as he did so. cum 2

“Sensational…” he remarked as he finished.  I must admit, I’ve never had this done before and it was quite a surprise, yet it also was a turn on.

You like having my cum in your mouth…don’t you?”

After that, he drew me in for a deep kiss, while holding my chin.  The kiss pushed the cum all over my tongue and the flavor was uniquely Master’s.  I felt my rock hard nipples brushing against my t-shirt

“You like having my cum in your mouth, don’t you kitten?”  I nodded my head in approval.

He continued to milk his cock and then swipe the precum off of the tip of his dick several times and repeated his little game of covering my lips…

 

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Will Master like that Leigh beat him to the taste or will she endure discipline for her swift choice to taste her cum first?

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Slave Leigh describes how Master decides to share her with another Master.

My senses were restricted with a soft black blindfold and scratchy twine around my wrists and ankles as Master prepared to share me.  I wiggled my body around to make myself comfortable on the bed.  With mychocolate shared slave legs spread wide open, smooth pussy exposed,  I felt vulnerable.

I waited for Master to coat my nipples and pussy in creamy peanut butter and drippy sweet smelling chocolate.  That was his plan.

“Tell me who is the slut?”

“That would be me Master” I said, unsure that I liked his choice of words.

“That’s right kittten.”

It was a dizzying and a strange dark existence as the blindfold created a surge of fear for the unknown. I wondered what sort of Master he enlisted to accomplish this task.

nipple pic ooooI heard his footsteps coming near the bed. He placed an unexpected warm chocolate kiss on my lips and dragged his finger over my erect wet clit and massaged the creamy stuff around in circles….

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Can Leigh go through with this task without finding a way out?  Who is this man that Master is sharing Leigh with?

Leigh describes how Master pushes her to see things his way with regards to nipple piercing.

One of Master’s ways to mold me into his toy was to start a discussion about piercing my gigantic nipples. He expressed his desire to watch nipple ringsmy painted fingernails play with the silver rings attached to my teats.

He thought it would be “hot” to see me do so.

I fought him on this matter without much avail. He broke me down with several punishments and some extensive training on what it means to fully serve a Master. When I finally surrendered and agreed to see stuff his way, he surprisingly agreed to meet me in the middle.

A set of silver manual nipple rings was purchased. The round half inch circle had a narrow opening with two miniature balls on each side of the tips of the ring. These devilish contraptions held my nipple in an erect manner while applying enough pressure to make my pussy dripping wet and to feel the obedience to the liking of Master.

Often I was instructed to wear them under my work shirt and feel the stimulation and special torture they provided.  Unknown to me, they increased the feeling of being “owned”.  In fact, the second they were removed, the feelings of being connected to him slowly faded.

I was given the task of photographing them on myself and …

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Can Leigh continue to keep Master satisfied with her faux nipple rings or will he encourage her to take the next step towards the real thing?

 

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Slave Leigh shares about how Master used his methods to punish her with nipple bondage.

Master’s nipple fetish lead him to punish me cleverly. For example, he did not explicitly tell me that I was being punished.  Itclothespins on nipples‘s not often he chooses this method of discipline, but when he does, it keeps me alert and attentive to his desires.

Our session suddenly began with clothespins biting at my pink eraser shaped nipples.  The clips stayed on beyond what I thought was a reasonable amount of time.  To make matters worst, Master

“The clothespins were biting at my pink eraser shaped nipples”

left me hanging without a reply or approval to remove them.  He literally disappeared for a period of time, leaving me to decipher if I was to continue being obedient or to stop the punishment.   I was heated and mad because I felt that he was breaking  my trust in his judgement of how long nipples can endure clips …

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Will Master punish Leigh with more harsh nipple bondage since she showed great disrespect for their training?

 

Read a novel that includes harsh punishment by a strict Master by Sydney R. Saige.

Leigh is ordered to lengthen her nipples for Master as a part of her training.

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Master explained to me that he loved my nipples, but he wanted to see how loyal I could be to his desires.  He set me on a schedule to extend the length of my nipples.  There was a specific routine and I was to be ready each day at the same time. With the camera positioned on my bosom, he would guide me through the tit manipulations. Each session lasted 30 minutes and yielded powerful erotic shockwaves later that day.

I became curious and motivated when I saw that my nipples increased in size to the size of pencil erasers.

I was to have an exclusive nipple training shirt that I was to wear each time.  Something that allowed for quick release of each breast during the training.  I chose a grey V-neck stretchy t-shirt and was able to place my breasts just over the top of the V.

“Take the very tips of your nipples between your thumb and forefinger and gently stretch them out…now stretch them up…hold them there…pinch them…tug on them….that’s it…twist them…grip them firmly kitten…now let your nipples slip out of the grip of your fingers…they will bounce when they drop from your fingertips.”

I’ll admit, the training wasn’t erotic for me, but Master was very picky about me not keeping up with the schedule.  He made it very clear that this was a priority and said that if I did not do it that I would be punished.

It was a great challenge to make the time for the nipple training and I almost faced a punishment of ginger root for arriving a half an hour late.  I was having lunch with a friend and I lost track of time.  Master didn’t want any of my excuses and in the end, he worked my nipples well that afternoon.  He almost pushed me past my limits of what my nipples could endure.  That night I woke up from a deep sleep and wanted to actually play with my nipples.  I pondered on if it was worth the punishment to do so, since I was not to touch myself without his permission.

I became curious and motivated when I saw that my nipples increased in size to the size of pencil erasers.  I found myself looking at myself in the mirror and feeling good about what I had accomplished.  My nipples were even bent inside my bra and Master had me photograph my nipples frequently.

On the 24th day, his words threw me into a tailspin, “soon you will lactate.”

I was troubled by his remark.

“Would you like to lactate for Master?” My head was spinning and I was very upset with him for not telling me this in the beginning.  “Would you?  That is a question Leigh.”

“I don’t know” I said.

“I don’t know is not an acceptable answer.  It’s Yes Master or No Master.  Which one is it?”…

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Can Leigh continue to please her Master’s every need without resenting him?  Will she warm up to the idea that her nipples are growing and her breasts are lactating?

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Leigh is instructed to play with her nipple.

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“I want you to take your nipple between your finger and start to rub and gently tug on them. Not too hard.”

“Oh, you like that I see, I can hear that in your voice”

Leigh obliged and a new sensation warmed her body.  “How does that feel kitten?” Master asked.

“It feels alright Master, just like they’re being ultra stimulated.”  She held her breast and stretched her aroused nipples.

“Now, stretch your nipples a little harder” he encouraged.  …

…to be continued

How is it that Master knows so much about Leigh’s body and her hidden arousal?  Can Leigh advance to nipple clamps?

 

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