“Ouch…” She screamed and jerked against her restraints in vain. “Do not speak unless I have given you permission to.” I left her there and went to the bathroom to sanitize my hands and gather the rest of stuff I had waiting there. I almost bypassed the numbing spray because I wanted her to feel what I was about to do to her, wanted her to remember. But I didn’t think she could withstand such pain. Not many can.
Back in the bedroom her eyes followed my every move as I placed the items on the table and prepared to make her mine in every way that was dear to me. Each man had his own preference as to how he showed ownership of his sub. Mine was a little more extreme this time than it had been in the past. Aside from my crest on her neck, which I’d never given to anyone before, there were certain things I needed to do to her body. Things that I liked, things that gave me pleasure.
I had chosen a circular ring, something I could pull on if the need arose. Something I could use to punish or give immense pleasure. I picked up the forceps and pulled her clit from its hood, holding it in place, before spraying it. I waited for the spray to take effect before piercing her clit. She still screamed bloody murder.
“Shh, it won’t last long and we’ve only just begun.” She tensed up as she saw the shaver in my hand and when I pulled her pussy’s outer lips apart she fought against her restraints. “Be still Alyssa. I need this to be perfect.” I already had an idea in my head of what I wanted her pussy to look like. My cock grew stiff just at the thought of it.
I ran my fingers through the hair covering her pussy. “So soft!” It was like the softest pelt; too bad it had to go. I wanted her clean-shaven always. Plus with what I had in mind hair was a no-no. I shaved her pussy bare while she held still, body tense, as if expecting the worse.
I cleaned her up once I was finished and once again cleaned my hands and retrieved the tools I had soaking in sanitizer. I was very careful as I once again pulled the lip of her pussy back and away from her body.
“Hold still now!” I marked the spots on either side of her cunt where I wanted her piercings to be before piercing the lips of her pussy. She now had four holes on each side in a ladder and the one in her clit. “There you see; done.”
There were tears drying on her cheeks but except for her first outcry she hadn’t made a sound. I knew why when I saw the blood on her lip. She’d bitten herself. I cleaned it up and soothed her and she started to calm down once she realized I was done; at least for now. No point in scaring her any more than she already was, but the night was far from over.
I stopped to give her some anti-inflammatory medicine, as I knew the pain would soon be too much once the numbing spray wore off, and we still had a ways to go.
When she calmed down and her tears turned to sniffles, I eased my finger inside her up to the first knuckle. I worked her on my fingertip until she was nice and wet, before pulling it out. “Good, you’re nice and tight. Your cherry had better be intact or there will be hell to pay.”
Old Silas had assured me that she was pure and I believed him. For all her bravado there was an underlying innocence about her that was amusingly endearing, especially for someone as jaded as I am.
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Before I released her from the table I rounded things out by piercing her belly button and lastly, her tongue. I figured I might as well get it all over with in one shot. The only reason I didn’t do her nipples is because of the length of time they take to heal and I wasn’t sure yet if I was going to breed her or not; plus the fact that I wanted to taste them now.
Her pussy wouldn’t take as long to heal and I can play with her a little, which works out fine because her training was going to take some time before I fuck her. I hope! I was no longer too sure that I could resist her for as long as it would take her stubborn, hardheaded ass to settle down and accept me as her master.
Other than her screams when her flesh was pierced because I forbade her to bite her lip again, she hadn’t uttered a word.