| The Five Twenties - The First Twenty |
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| Written by Lady Johanna |
| Monday, 25 August 2008 23:46 |
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(continued from The Five Twenties - introduction)
I lead her into the dungeon and order her to strip. As she does so, I tell her, "This really won't take long so you'll make it to class just fine. I have five things I will do. I will do each twenty times, which should only take a few minutes for each twenty. This will not be a sensual flogging, this is just a fast use of you because I wish it." I instruct her to sit on the end of a narrow bench that has straps around it providing many attachment points. I attach the cuffs on her wrists to straps over her head and then I attach the cuffs on her ankles to the same straps, folding her body in half with her legs spread wide. Her ass overhangs the bottom of the table slightly, and I gently reach out and spread her outer labia to reveal the inner lips and the cunt between them. This is not going to be a subtle scene today. No build-up, no sensuality, just brutal use of her. No gag today either, I want to hear her scream. My pulse is racing as I consider what I will do to her. I can see that she senses that this will be different, I see a look of apprehension tinged with confusion in her eyes. I shall nurture that feeling until it grows into flat-out fear. From a side table, I pick up twenty clothespins tied together with a long lace, each an inch or so apart. I place the first on her right nipple, and then begin placing the rest across her breasts, delighting in her gasps as each clips into her tender skin. As I place the last clothespin on her left nipple, I remind her, "You know how bad nipple clamps hurt when they come off? Wait until you feel twenty of them come off at once!" At this, she begins shivering. I look into her watering eyes and smile at seeing the fear. Having achieved fear, we'll shortly move on to the second twenty... and terror. I rip off the clothespins to the lovely sound of her scream. STORY INDEX The Five Twenties - an introduction The Five Twenties - The First Twenty The Five Twenties - The Second Twenty The Five Twenties - The Third Twenty The Five Twenties - The Fourth Twenty The Five Twenties - The Fifth Twenty The Five Twenties - epilogue |




And fear feeds a sadist perhaps better than inflicting pain.