Hurry Up and Wait
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The phone rings, and the slave answers it as she has been ordered to
"Hello master, what is you command?" The master is pleased that she
has followed his instructions in regards to answering the phone, but he
still has some fairly cruel plans for her this evening.
He tells her "Very good. I am afraid I have something planned for this
evening that I am going to enjoy but you may not exactly enjoy so much."
She responds perfectly with "I always enjoy serving you, Master. What
did you have in mind?"
He tells her his plan. "I want you to restrain yourself as follows and
be waiting for me that way when I get home. First, your are to be
naked. Next, I want you to suffer a little bit while you wait, so put
on the tweezer style tit clips and tighten them to a fairly harsh
setting. Then, gag yourself securly with the large ball gag that has
the wide strap. Have a blindfold handy. Chain your feet widely apart
to the two floor rings. Lock the handcuffs to the ring above your
head. Put on the blindfold and then lock your hands in the cuffs."
The obedient slave answers "Yes master. May a girl know how long she is
going to be waiting?"
The master quickly squelches this minor insubordination by telling her
that she will get twenty whacks for daring to ask such a question. "Be
sure and leave the crop handy so I can spank your ass the minute I get
there!"
After hanging up the phone, the slave gathers the necessary equipment
and begins to restrain herself. She takes off the skimpy outfit that
she normally wears around the house. Looking at the nipple clips, she
decides that she will try to please her master by making them very
painful. She removes the plastic coverings off of the ends, exposing
the sharp steel teeth. Taking her left nipple, she carefully positions
it in the jaws of the clamp and tightens the clamp further than she has
ever worn it before, wincing as she does so. She thinks to herself,
all I have to do is endure this until I can't get loose, then I will
have no choice. Quickly she clamps her right nipple the same way,
noticing how cruel each little swing of the chain between the clamps is
as she moves her arms or upper body.
Next, she puts the gag between her teeth. The ball is just small
enough for her to get her jaws around. She notes to herself that the
strap is hardly necessary since the ball is wedged in so tightly all by
itself. Putting the strap around the back of her head, she has to stop
as the nipple clips bite and pull unmercifully as she raises her arms.
Finally, on the second try, she gets the buckle together and tightens
it causing the ball to be pushed even deeper into her mouth and against
the back of her throat. Breathing becomes a chore, and making any kind
of significant noise is clearly impossible.
Bending down, she fastens first her left ankle and then her right. The
damn swinging, tugging chain on the nipple clips make this a very
painful chore. She contemplates loosening them a little bit, but
decides to just hurry up and get her hands restrained instead.
Remembering that the crop was to be "handy", she slides the handle into
herself. Not thick enough to be satisfying, she knows she may have a
hard time not letting it slip back out if she starts trying to grind it
around in an effort to climax. Again, she thinks that her master will
be very pleased at this clever way that she has decided to torment
herself for his pleasure.
She quickly locks her hands in the cuffs locked to the ring above her
head. The clamps on her nipples pull painfully with her arms in this
position. A wave of near orgasm overwhelms her as she realizes that she
is now stuck this way and cannot get free or stop the pain, probably
for the next couple of hours!
Then the real horror hits. She realizes that she has forgotton the
blindfold! There it is on the stool next to her. So close and yet so
far. She knows that she will be given at least another couple of dozen
smacks for this oversight. Now she is completely torn between praying
her master returns soon and releases her from the pain, and dreading
him returning to find her inadverdant and yet inexcusable disobedience
of not being blindfolded.
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