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Slave Leigh describes how her intense training by Master during the week shaped her sexuality.

I writhed and clenched my legs together fighting the urge to play with myself. I knew my energies needed to go
mastersinto my daily and personal tasks. Instead, from dawn-to-dark, my schedule was filled with a list of tasks to accomplish to become Master’s personal fuck slave.

The naughty words scribbled upon my bare breasts and pussy tormented me into believing that perhaps they were true. However, to my surprise, as the week carried on, the words were worn as a badge of honor.

At the same time, I feared that I had become nothing more than his personal fuck plaything. A slut that craved her Master’s impure thoughts.

My nipples continually stayed erect and begged for attention frequently.  Movie clips of me fucking myself, wearing nipple rings, my shaved pussy and such were common and frequent throughout the day.

…to be continued

Will Master raise the bar and expect to expand Leigh’s sexuality by pushing her further out of her comfort zone?

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?

 

 

 

Leigh prepares for Master to fuck the depths of her mouth and perhaps other places.

My obedient powder blue eyes glance up to Master as I shuffle on my knees with my wrists twined in front of me.cum on tongue

“Do you like how Master has tied your hands and has left you with only your mouth to please?”

Show Master how much you like to suck his cock”

While slipping into a fuzzy subspace, I hear his throaty voice and the pinch of the clit-clamp in sync with his words. An embarrassed giggle surfaced for not paying closer attention.

“That was a question.  Would you appreciate that?” he says while holding my chin and making direct eye contact….

…to be continued

 

Is an ass fuck really what Leigh wants?  Can she find a way to redirect Master’s idea or will she endure the wrath of her Master?

 

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 …

…to be continued

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?

 

Read about Leigh’s first time Master by Sydney R. Saige.