The wonderful thing about piercings is they can be used against their owners in devious ways. As TripSix can attest, her tongue and nipple piercings never got a respite. For her predicament today I couldn't decide what to throw at her, so she ended up with a bit of everything. Starting with a corset and chastity belt, her arms were welded into a reverse prayer position. That was just the warm up as I led her to a chain and ring hanging from the ceiling. Using wooden dowels and rubber bands her tongue was locked inside the hanging ring leaving her helpless. The slightest tug reminded her that too much struggling is a bad idea. This proved doubly so when a spreader bar was added.
We all see these young and beautiful women in our day to day lives...stuffing themselves into the tightest and hottest outfits they can find...objecti fying themselves and loving it...and not realizing how far those pleasures can go....
Claire ups the ante and introduces cunt to the spike board. Her tits compress and bulge over the surface of the spikes... eating and chewing into them. Completely helpless to alleviate discomfort, all the cunt can do it take it.
I woke up sore and aching. My whole body was a conductor for pain. I reflected on the events of last night. It had started out as fun actually. My school girl clothes put me in the mood for mischief, and I shuffled around, contorting my body and trying to get out of PD's ropes. PD stood in the corner, laughing at my foolhardy attempts and I grew ever more determined to work my way out. Every success was countered by PD with an adjustment, a larger knot, a rope around my neck pulled continuously higher.
I've been known to occasionally torment TripSix and her piercings in the past. I guess the same way the sun occasionally rises. With such a wide palette to choose from, and an adorable frame to match, who could resist? She starts off easy, with her elbows cinched together, legs bolted to her hair, and a big spider gag. She manages to struggle hard enough that the chair moves across the room. Two little screws through her nipple rings into the chair put an end to her escapades. This also leaves her terribly vulnerable to tickling, and is soon confirmed with drool covering my floors. Not to worry. I make sure she licks it all up before the gag comes out.
The only thing keeping her on the platform is her enormous tits tied to the pole in front of her. Her pretty face is kept visible by binding her hair up. We can't help but start to play with her, torment her, challenge her.