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Subject: {ASSM} The Demo f/f,cons, sm
Date: Fri, 29 Sep 2000 17:10:18 -0400
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WARNING: This story is a work of fiction and not to be read by person(s)
under the age of 21. Continuing on, assumes you are over 21, and will not
present/show this to any minors. This work having been posted to the newsgroups
is considered copyrighted from the author. Please do not republish, copy, or
post without prior consent of the author. Copyright MasterKink, 2000.
The rest of this series is posted at my site
http://www.egroups.com/group/MastrKink
The Demo
Gwen's hands were trembling as she closed down her browser and shut off the
computer. Seeing it on the screen in front of her had driven home the
realization that once again her sexual appetite had pushed her further than she
expected to go.
The Domme had sent directions and told her what time to arrive before the demo
and what to expect during it.
Gwen thought back to how she had gotten so deep into the lifestyle. Her
volunteering for a previous demonstration (see The Bash, Pt. 3) had been so
exciting, she had masturbated for days afterward and then started experimenting
with more extreme ways of satisfying her hunger. Even now, her breasts still
had faint bruises from the tight paper binders she had used a few days ago to
heighten her pleasure and need for pain and humiliation.
Still, maybe this was too much. She had read the post on the mailing list and
immediately thought back to the pictures she had seen and wondered if she could
handle it. Somehow, such an abuse of a symbol of motherhood seemed so depraved.
And yet......and yet.........She wanted it too.
So she had written back and asked exactly what being a demoee for a needleplay
demo would entail. The Domme had been courteous and explained in detail what
she had planned for two female subs. She told her what to expect in the way of
pain since Gwen was a novice at this, but it only served to increase her need
to try it and gain a new experience.
As she drove through the suburban neighborhood that evening, she couldn't help
but smile at the thoughts of the these average middle class people having such
a den of iniquity in their mists, If they only knew what this house party was
about. It definitely wasn't Tupperware!
Gwen was escorted into a bedroom to prepare for the evening's festivities. She
had arrived late since she hadn't wanted to give herself time to chicken out
and immediately undressed along with Phyllis who was the other volunteer.
The Mistress of the house came in and introduced herself to her subs for the
night. Then placed collars on both of them and told them the order of events
that would occur. Then picking up four small gauge needles, she quickly
inserted two into each woman's breast right behind the nipples forming a V. It
had happened so quickly that they were in and settled before the brief sting
penetrated Gwen's brain. That was tolerable, this will be easy!
The needles already had birthday candles placed in them and as the knock on the
door came to let them know the audience was ready, she lit them and led them
out by the leashes attached to the collar around their necks.
The room was dark and lit only by the flames of the small candles stuck in
their breasts. A small sound of pleasure and delight was uttered by the small
crowd of people in the room. They were both led over to a St. Andrews cross for
each of them and quickly bound wrists and ankles to the apparatus.
Gwen barely heard the words spoken by the Domme as she explained the proper way
to play with needles, the various gauges, and the safety concerns attached to
such. Gwen was focused on the fact that once again she was naked in front of
strangers performing an act of submission which simply made her pussy wet. This
was so perverse and yet sooooo much fun too.
Someone turned on the spotlights in the room as the Mistress blew out the
candles and removed them from her "victims."
It wasn't until the Domme had pinched a flap of skin on Gwen's breast and
attached a tight clothespin to it that she realized she was the main focus of
attention in the room. The Domme continued making a circle of pins on each
breast around her nipples. Now that was beginning to hurt, but when the woman
snapped on a pair of latex gloves and pulled out a box of needles, Gwen felt
the hairs on her neck rise and a small shiver course through her body.
Wasting no time, the Domme pushed a needle through the piece of skin between
each clothespin until the point just barely touched Gwen's nipple. This was
done on both breasts until another perfect circle was formed.
Gwen's breathing rate was escalating since this was beginning to hurt as the
numerous punctures were accumulating. Then the pins were removed so the design
of needles on her chest could be admired. She saw the Domme move towards her
again and Gwen just closed her eyes in anticipation. She felt the pressure
start in her nipple grow and gasped as she felt the pain as it moved through
her nipple. These intense feelings were repeated again and again as each hard
nipple received 2 needles to form an X in the middle of the circle of metal on
each breast.
Gwen looked down at her breasts and slowly tried to focus on anything to take
her mind off the growing burning in her tits. Plus the growing realization that
her pussy was simply GUSHING!
She was so busy dealing with her own conflicting emotions that she didn't
really pay attention to what other sub suffered. She knew that the Domme worked
at her crotch and there were plenty of oooh's and aaah's coming from the
audience as she worked. Judging by the look on the other girl's face, Gwen
thought she made the right choice of where to take her piercings.
Finally, she heard applause as the crowd showed their approval for the
volunteers and Madam's remarkable skill in piercing designs.
The room eventually emptied out as everyone left to go to another demo, but
Gwen just wanted for either the pain to stop or someone to fuck her. The Domme
just smiled at the two of them and produced two golden vibrators.
Turning them on, she slowly caressed each sub's body with them, paying
particular attention to Gwen's nipples where the combination of burning pain
and vibrations was producing such an intense feeling in her tits. She had
occasionally had orgasms from playing hard with her big breasts, but this was
on another plane all together. She could hear the other girl start to gasp and
pant from the attention that her needle covered labia were getting and when the
Mistress moved her attentions down to Gwen's cunt, ZOOOOOOM, that was it, she
was over the edge as she fed off the sounds of the other girl having her own
intense orgasm.
As both subs came back to earth, the Domme was talking softy to both of them,
saying how proud she was of both of them and how much she appreciated their
strength. She slowly gave them both sweet caresses before carefully removing
the many needles that both had on their body.
Once that was done, Gwen realized that she was hungry and needed some
refreshment after her ordeal.
So like a true submissive, she went through the door and walked out among the
crowd naked for them to see her "badges" of honor on her breasts to touch
softly and admire.
Gwen realized as she accepted the many compliments that she was truly in her
element and with people who appreciated her need for submission.
MastrKink
"The pain in pleasure often becomes the pleasure of pain."
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