TwistedTrouble
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i was brought back to the 'play room' by my Master. i still refused to call Him thus aloud, but He never seemed to get pissed off like the Others instead He always brought my eyes to meet His as they shone with that sinister laugh then His lips would curl into His evil smile, then He would continue my torture for a month straight myself and the red headed beauty whom her Master had named Izabella were both played until we passed out then placed in a small cell somewhere where we both would find ourselves cuddled together on the mat in the far left corner, thus far we had never been apart, until now, for as i looked about the room of beautiful toys from the wall on which i was secured i found that Izabella and her Master where not there,i i felt naked and defensless, well i was naked and defenseless but Izabella had felt like a life line and now she wasn't here i couldn't help but stare at the door hoping that Sir would walk in pulling her behind Him, Master saw this and reading my face knew what the problem was, His barely audible laugh was His only reply to my silent plea for my companion.
Then He came and standing close,so closer that only a few hair, stood between Him and my bare skin, my breathe caught and my heart pounded in my ears, He placed His cheek to mine and whispered "Today we shall pierce these" He puntuated it by twisting both nipples cruelly making a soft moan escape me then His laugh echoed in my ears drowning out my heart and He twisted them a bit harder then left me to gather the kane the kane was extremely thin and flexible, the worst kind,then it began
He never strayed from my breast each strike bringing the double welt which is a kanes signature it continued on in a steady rhythm and biult until even the lightest touch of the kane caused a firestorm in my breasts, i didn't know how long i had been crying nor did i care my whole body shook and looking up at the clock on the far wall i realized that three hours had passed, then the door opened and for one brief second i thought it may be Izabella but instead it was a burly sort of man with a plastic case in his hands Master stepped asside as the man came and examined each breast causing more tears to fall for i no longer had the energy to even moan,
within seconds he had taken out two hollowed barbells and pushed them through each nipple the pain threatened my consciousness yet still i couldn't cry out the only indication of pain was the flood of tears that now slowly flowed down my face and neck
the man left without so much as saying a word the whole time then Master inspected me and finding it satisfatory smiled and said " Master?" in that second the whole month flooded back and i admitted Him as Master though only with a small nod as my voice again failed me
He beamed a smile that could kill, for He had won, then gently released me of the bounds holding me, He picked me up from the floor and began carrying me out i wrapped my arms about His neck and was fast asleep before Wwe had left the room behind
< Message edited by TwistedTrouble -- 11/13/2004 11:47:23 PM >
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