Plastic Piercing Retainer Novelas e Histórias

he rumbled softly, his deep voice cutting through the ambient hum of the club. I froze instantly, holding my breath. He opened the box to reveal a stunning, delicate silver chain harness. It was crafted from fine, weightless sterling links designed to drape gracefully over the shoulders, crossing over the chest, and anchoring directly into the silver ring of my leather collar, dropping down to wrap snugly around my waist.

After I was completely exhausted, she brought out the tattoo kit. She shaved the area above my cunt cleanly and in elegant black script tattooed three permanent words: Property of Ciara I cried the whole time, but I never moved. When it was finished she kissed the fresh tattoo gently, then made me worship her for another full hour while the tattoo throbbed. Before she left she plugged both my holes with the largest toys I owned and gave me my new permanent rules: 💦The septum retainer stays in 24/7 💦 A plug stays in my ass at all times unless she removes it

I was keeping her off balance. "What, Master?" "Some slave jewelry, which will go well with your piercings," I replied. I pulled out a chain, marked Rhonda. They were made to each of their heights, so I'd had to label them. It was a simple gold chain in the shape of a Y. It had a small clasp which clipped to each of their nipple hoops, and going down to a clasp fastening to their labial piercing. Lisa's was the same, but in the case of Julia, since she had no nipple piercings yet, an ornamental bell which depended from her slave badge and chimed as it tugged upon her labia piercing, much as Cindy's had. The other item for Julia, a couple of small gold balls which I could fasten to the clitor

It's not an expensive piece, nothing that's going to upset Charlotte's money-acceptance scruples, but it is quite lovely: a small ammonite, sectioned and polished, all the detail clear and transparent, set in silver and hanging from a fine silver chain. The clasp is a little awkward for her and Charlotte fumbles trying to fasten it. James reaches in to help, that hidden smile of his lurking around his eyes as he clips the fastening closed.

she cried. "You can and you will." I walked away and washed my hands clear to my elbows as I listened to her heavy breathing. I dried my hands and pulled on tight rubber gloves. When I walked back over she was watching me. I pulled out a small tray wrapped in plastic and broke the seal. I lifted a separate small package, tearing the side. It held a sterilized piercing needle. I opened a small box sitting beside the tray and removed a curved clit barbell for vertical hood piercing. "Start working that pussy again, girl."

The memory of the process and the subsequent satisfaction etched the experience into my consciousness, unlike the nebulous recollection surrounding my nipple piercings. Surrounding my ears are four piercings, each a marker of my journey in self-expression. The decisions to pierce were deliberate, a conscious effort to manifest facets of my identity through these small, yet significant, embellishments. Similarly, a single piercing adorns my nose –a subtle rebellion against convention, a declaration of individuality.

Aislen was exhausted, her body wanting to slip back into sleep, but she fought against it, determinedly. “Let me just,” Rhett pinched the piercing through Aislen’s nipple with his finger and thumb with one hand and unscrewed with the other, before easing it out. Aislen looked at the nipple and pulled a face. “It’s all fun and games until you’re left with a hole through your nipple.” “It closes up after time,” Rhett said. “If I sucked it, I bet it would be closed in no time.” “And then I’d have to re-pierce it later?” Aislen sighed. “Go on then.”

He opened it and showed it to Julian. Inside was a metal plug. It was made of stainless steel and had a pink jewel at the base. It was large. Larger than Julian expected. "This is to help you with rule number four," Aiden said. "I want you to wear this. All the time." Julian stared at it. "I can't. It's too big." "You can," Aiden said. "And you will. Bend over the bed. Ass up." Julian hesitated. He looked at the plug, then at Aiden’s stern face. He knew arguing was useless.

"Clear, please." She extracted a box and handed it to Ben. He looked inside and nodded. "As for the other item I have something that just came in the other day." She led him over to a display case showing different kinds of piercings. She opened the case and lifted out two bar piercings with hemisphere rings attached. A delicate looking chain ran between the rings. "That's very pretty!" Ben said. "And functional too. A gentle tug on the chain stimulates both nipples at once," Pepin replied.

"I bought a sex toy company. I've relocated it here. I'll take you into the facility every day. Naked and in chains, every day. Some days you'll fuck all the workers. Some days we'll chain you up and let the best employees use you for a few hours at a time. It'll be the best employee benefit plan ever. And the researchers will use you to invent new sex toys. I'll still share you with the other guys, some of them, the ones who aren't assholes. If you'll come with me. Will you be Mine?" "Yes. What's best for me is being with you. Having you be my Master." It's a blur after that. Emerald Earring removed the collar and cuffs. He also insisted on removing the butt plug right there in the waiting